#please ignore the blankets we just unpacked stuff from the car

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Excited for CHEW TIME!!!

[yesitsmewhataboutit]

Hello , love your blog 😭✨🥰 may I request something like your “vacation” post but with bakugou x reader instead ?? Please & tysm

New Beginnings

Alpha!Bakugo x Omega!Reader

➤You like Bakugo, he likes you, but you don’t know that. And then you end up sharing a cabin. How does life always get you in these situations? You’ll never know

»»——⍟——««A/n: Aww thanks. Glad you liked it, hope this is good enough too. This isn’t nearly as long as vacation but I hope you like it

Warnings���️: hurt/comfort, light smut, cockwarming, there’s other people in the room,

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Vacation

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Your favorite thing about planning and having a specific plan is the outcome. Like now, your planning made it possible for all the car groups to drive up at the same time and be together and a -somewhat- fair chance at choosing what cabin they want to be in and share.

Everyone parks and exit their cars, getting all the luggage and all other bags needed before officially meeting in front of all the cabins. "Hey, Mina!" you smile and hug the omega. She'd been in the car with Kirishima (alpha), Bakugo (alpha), Kaminari (alpha), and Tsuyu (beta) while you were with Todoroki (alpha), Midoriya (alpha), Momo (omega), and Uraraka (omega).

"Hey, Y/n, could you put all the snacks by the fire pit while we move all the bags?" Uraraka asks.

"Yeah, course."

It's already midday. The sun's starting to set, meaning soon it'd be time to start a fire and make smores. You move the bags of supplies to one of the benches near the fire pit and make it neat before turning to join everyone else.

When you turn around, you see everyone disappeared into cabins, meaning you get whatever spot's unclaimed. Not that you care. You don't mind who you end up bunking with, preferably Bakugo, but who cares?

You never care what bed you get on these trips. The cabins have a small kitchen, a bathroom, a fireplace with a few chairs to sit around, and one bedroom that fits three people. The bedrooms have a bunk bed in the corner of the room and a regular full bed a few feet from it. The room isn't that big, but you're all friends, and it's cozy and can be fun, and always is.

You can hear Mina's giggling from Cabin 2, so you go toward and push open the door. You walk toward the room and see Mina, Bakugo, Momo, and Shoto standing talking.

"Oh! Good, Y/n. You're going to have to bunk here," Mina tells you.

"Really?" you ask, a little skeptical. Sure, you're happy you're in the same cabin as Bakugo, but why you? Why not Kirishima or one of the other alphas?

"Yeah! He said Kirishima and Denki snore, and I quote 'Deku is Deku,' so you're the best option," she says with a smile and shrug.

"Oh. Ok," you smile and nod.

There is really nothing to complain about since you're with Bakugo. You don't necessarily have a crush on him, but his scent always calms you. It's no secret to you that you get drawn to his scent, but you control yourself. He's Bakugo Katsuki. You're just you, his classmate and fellow pro-hero that he hangs with along with his other former classmates, only cause his best friend makes him. You're nothing special, so you won't try to be.

"Hope that's alright. Since Todoroki and Momo are mated, now they're just going to share." You nod, agreeing. "Ok, guys, I'm going to set my stuff down. I'll meet everyone out by the fire pit, yeah?"

"Yeah," you, Momo, and Todoroki all say, Bakugo ignoring her and looking at his phone. Mina leaves, and you turn to Bakugo as Momo and Shoto unpack their things.

"You want the top or bottom bunk?" Bakugo asks, pulling your attention.

"Uh, I can take the bottom," you say. Bakugo nods and throws his bag up on the bunk before jumping and sitting, starting to unpack. You unpack, putting your pillow and blanket on the bed.

Right as you finish, Bakugo does too, turning to head toward the firepit, knowing everyone else is starting to gather for smores. You follow him, walking close behind as you leave the cabin to find Mina, Kirishima, and Kaminari all gathered already starting.

"Hi!" you say as you sit next to Kaminari.

"Hey, girl!" Kaminari smiles and playfully puts his arm around you as Bakugo sits on the bench across from you on the other side of the firepit.

"Heard you're in with Bakugo," Kaminari starts, "don't let him scare you too much." Denki finishes with a whisper but still says it loud enough for Bakugo to hear, causing him to look up and glare.

"Don't worry. I'm not scared of Bakugo," you laugh and scoff. Bakugo shakes his head and rolls his eyes, stuffing a marshmallow in his mouth.

Everyone else joins and starts roasting marshmallows and talking. Everything is normal. With a few sneak comments and jokes directed at Mina and Kirishima, it's no secret to everyone that he started courting her, so of course, they can't help but tease him a little.

It's been a long day, so you're not surprised when your eyes start drooping. You're tired, but part of you doesn't want to sleep, and you know exactly why.

After another hour, only you and Mina left is left, everyone else took their chances to leave and go to bed, but you kept avoiding it.

"Alright, I'm going to sleep. Swimming tomorrow?" Mina asks as she gets up, everything else having been packed and helped clean a few minutes prior.

You frown slightly but nod. "Yeah, of course, have a goodnight," Mina smiles and walks toward her cabin.

"Night," you mumble.

It takes a second, but you finally get up and walk toward your cabin. You enter quietly, making it to the bedroom and noticing everyone deep in slumber. You make it quick, getting your sleep clothes and changing in the bathroom before laying in bed.

You lay down, staring at the bottom of the top bunk, tired but unable to sleep. It figures the urge to nest hits right when you can't. You're far from comfortable nesting in the same cabin, let alone room, as the alphas.

You settle for curling up in your blanket and trying to push the feeling down. You squeeze your eyes shut and try to let the soft sounds of Bakugo's breathing above you lull you to sleep.

At first, you feel like it works. But soon enough, your eyes are opening again, and you let out a soft sigh. You turn on your side and let your eyes wander.

The room is small, plain, nothing special about it. It's dark, and the only real things that stand out are the bags. You can only see your's and Bakugo's bags from where you are. You'd laid yours on the floor by the end of your bunk. Bakugo's thrown on the floor near your head. You can guess that's where he'd thrown it when Katsuki unpacked earlier.

Your eyes can't help but land on his hoodie. He took it everywhere, but you can tell he probably had it earlier and put it to the side for when he needs it later. It has to be smothered in his scent.

Before you can fully get the thought, your hand's stretched out toward the hoodie. You take it in your hand and bring it to your chest, curling up around it. You burry your nose in it, inhaling Bakugo's strong scent, a smile growing on your lips. Soon, your eyes feel heavy and close as you fall unconscious, his scent doing what it always does, relaxing you.

You wake in the morning, rubbing your eyes and yawning, stretching under the warm blanket. You peek open your eyes, seeing the sun coming into the room and lighting it with natural light.

Your attention goes to your hand, seeing it still clenched around Bakugo's hoodie. You can't help but bury your nose in it again, taking one more deep inhale before pushing it back to his bag, not wanting him to know you used it to help you sleep. That it's his scent that you love.

After a few minutes, you get out of bed and walk toward the firepit, knowing everyone should be there for breakfast. They are, everyone except Bakugo and Midoirya, so you sit to join them. You sit next to Uraraka, watching her make eggs over the fire they started.

"Morning, Y/n," Kaminari says through a yawn.

"Morning," you smile.

"Was there anything you guys had planned for today?" Mina asks from between Mina and Tsuyu.

"I think Kirishima mentioned wanting to go fishing?" you turn to him to confirm, "right?"

"Oh, yeah! Got some new fishing rods, and Of course, the manly thing to do would be to catch a nice fish dinner for us all tonight." He ends the sentence by flashing a million-dollar smile, making you laugh, everyone else smiling.

"Ok! Well, it's settled then. Fishing it is," Mina says.

Hours later, you're on a lake, in a circle of canoes with everyone either fishing or like you, there for moral support. You're not a fan of water, big bodies of water. You like pools but don't know how to swim, so a lake -anything bigger than a pool- isn't usually on your itinerary.

Bakugo didn't know how you felt, but he did notice the slight change in your scent, how you seemed more uncomfortable, and you got tense, sitting more secure and not moving from the spot you sat at the beginning. He could guess pretty quickly that you probably couldn’t swim, or at the least was just uncomfortable around water.

He purposely moves closer, not making it noticeable, but close enough so if you need comfort -or happened to fall- he can catch you. He even makes subtle movements to make his scent stronger but more relaxing. Still going unnoticed by you, but still relaxing you.

Everyone has a good time. The only ones who're actually fishing are Kirishima, Denki, Deku, and Uraraka. They're all in a canoe together. Then you, Bakugo, Mina, and Todoroki are in the other canoe with the rest of the supplies. Tsuyu and Momo decided to swim.

Since you're not fishing, the canoe you're in has all the extra supplies like food, towels, dry clothes, and anything you guys might need. You even had one of Momo's books since she begs you to bring them if she gets bored. You can't blame her. Sometimes the boys like to go out adventuring, so you have to go along.

"Hey, Y/n!" You hear Denki yell, grabbing your attention, so you look up at him. "Toss me a soda?"

"Oh, yeah, sure," you say, digging in the bag near your feet. You pick what you know Kaminari likes and tosses it across the water, him catching it with ease.

"Were you cold at all last night, Y/n?" Mina asks you, pulling your gaze from Denki to her.

You shake your head. "No, not really. I only had a little trouble sleeping since I didn't make a nest." That peeks Bakugo's ears. "But I was fine," you lower your voice, "Bakugo's scent was all through the room, and it helped." You slightly shrug as she moves to sit next to you on the small canoe seat.

"Awww," she coos, "you guys are so cute!"

You bump her side with your elbow. "Hush. You know it's not like that," you laugh.

Bakugo acts like he doesn't hear what you said but still speaks up. "Y/n if you get cold, I brought an extra blanket you can use. I always run hot anyways," he mumbles, sounding a little out of character considering it Bakugo.

"Oh. Ok. Thanks," you smile. How could you decline? His scent would be all over it...

"Y/n!" Denki howling your name again, pulls you from your thought.

"Hm?" you look up at him.

"Here, catch."

Kaminari throws his empty can at you. Reacting immediately, you go to catch it, stretching your body up a few inches since he threw it too far above your head. You knew you could get it, and you did, but you also lost your balance as you tried to sit back on the seat, underestimating the distance by a few inches and hitting the edge of the canoe, startling you and making you fall back, directly into the water.

You knew it was happening the second you started going over, but you still could do anything to react quick enough. Your eyes went wide, and your mouth fell into a gasp as your body connected with the semi-cold water.

Your arms immediately flailed, and you tried to grab on to something, anything. There was nothing. At times like these, your mind moves a mile a minute, going through scenarios as you try to find a way out. You don't know how long you'd been in the water, but you already flashed through enough scenes to know there's no way out. Unless someone saves you, or you miraculously can suddenly figure out how to swim.

In reality, it was barely two seconds before Bakugo jumped into action. He knew you couldn't swim, so the second you started falling over, his instincts skyrocketed, and he jumped in after you without a second thought.

His hand went out for the first thing he could grab, which happened to be your wrist. He grips it firmly, pulling you up to his chest and wrapping his arm around your waist as he pushes to swim back up.

You could feel him grab you, and you immediately wrapped your arms around his neck and clung to him when he pulled you against his body. Bakugo curls his hand around the side of the canoe, making it tilt as he pulls himself up and over the edge of it, sitting back on the seat and holding you to his chest as you cough, shaking from the cold.

"Y/n!"

"Y/n! Are you alright?!"

Everyone shouts your name, stopping what they're doing and having fear in their eyes for you. Scared chirps fall from your lips as you curl into Bakugo's lap, his arms wrapping around you and pressing you to his chest, wanting to share some of his body heat.

"Here, Y/n, I can use my left side t-"

"Back off icy hot," Bakugo snaps, making him stop in his tracks. Todoroki had stepped a few steps closer, wanting to help, but obviously, Bakugo's not letting that happen. He had it under control.

You're not one to usually get so startled easily, but something like this doesn't just pass over your head easily. You could feel the endless water, the absence of air around you. It could've been so easy for everything to slip away.

"What are you idiots looking at?" Bakugo looks up at everyone, "turn this thing around and take us back!" Everyone went into action, Momo and Tsuyu getting back in the canoe, then everyone turned the canoes around and headed back to land.

The second they hit land, Bakugo was up, with you in his arms, heading to the cabin. He sat down on your bed, wrapping your blanket around your shoulders and letting you melt into the warmth.

"Thank you," you finally whisper.

"Yeah, yeah, just rest; you'll be fine," Bakugo says.

You both stay in that position for a few minutes. Katsuki thinks you've fallen asleep, so he begins to move slowly, trying to lay you down and slip from the room.

"W-wait!" you say, grabbing his shirt and making him pause his movements. "You're warm," you mumble, settling back, "will you stay?"

"Yeah. Sure." He gets comfortable again, staying still until you fall asleep, your sweet scent making his eyes feel heavy.

Hours later, you wake with your head on a pillow. Alone. In the cabin. You sit up, looking to see it's now dark. You sigh, wishing Bakugo had stayed but knowing it must have been a long shot. He's a hero. He was only helping you cause that's what he's supposed to do. Any of the rest of them would've done the same.

You push yourself up, wanting more sleep, but also knowing you should eat so you don't wake during the night starving more. You walk out of the cabin, seeing everyone grouped at the firepit.

"Hey! Y/n, how ya doing?" Kirishima asks, being the first to see you coming.

"I'm fine," you mumble, playing with your hands.

"Y/n, I'm really, really sorry. I shouldn't have thrown it so hard," Kaminari says, walking up to you.

"It's fine. I know it was an accident. No hard feelings."

"Hey." You look up and see Bakugo walking toward you with a plate. "I was making you a plate. You should go and keep resting. Don't know how much water you inhaled," he says lowly.

So, he hadn't just left you. "Oh, it's ok. I don't mind. I can sit out here a while." You extend your hand and take the plate. "Thank you, though, Katsuki," you smile at him.

After you eat, everyone talks for a bit, and soon it's time to retire to bed again. You do the same as before, getting ready for bed and under the blankets, but once again, not able to sleep.

You sigh, pushing yourself up and standing on your mattress, peeking over the bunk to Bakugo. "Hey, Bakugo, you awake?" you ask quietly, and you get a quiet grunt as an answer. "I'm still a little cold. Could I maybe come up there?" you ask shyly.

Again, he doesn't answer, but he shuffles over, making room and opening the covers for you. A little grin spreads your lips, and you push onto his bed, getting under the covers and laying next to him with your back to him.

You feel him snake his hand around your waist and pull you to his chest, warmth spreading around your whole body as you melt into him. He lays his head near your neck, your scent clear and strong invading his nose as he tries to slip into slumber.

It's quiet for a few minutes, and you almost think he fell asleep. That's until he speaks up again. "Your heat is coming soon. I can smell it," he mumbles against your shoulder.

You feel your heart rate increase at the comment, immediately feeling embarrassed. "U-uh, yeah."

It stays quiet for a few more minutes, and you continue to try to get comfortable so you can sleep. "Stop squirmin," Bakugo finally says, shifting a bit himself.

"Oh, sorry," you whisper, moving one last time to snuggle into him and fully capture his warmth. You move your body to melt with his, and that's when you feel it. Something hard pressed in your back, the very apparent arousal of the alpha behind you.

"It's your fault, ya know," he speaks up. "Comin in my bed, knowing you're going into heat soon. Ridiculous," he grumbles.

"You could've said no," you argue, suddenly having to focus on your own breathing, feeling yourself get more nervous.

"Yeah. I could've," he leans in, his lips right next to your ear, his voice low, "but who am I to deny my omega some time."

"Your omega?"

"We alpha's have sharp hearing, Y/n. It wouldn't take a genius to figure out how much you like my scent. How you always stay near me and look for my clothes and items when you need to relax. I've known for a while, omega. You can't get enough of me."

As he talks, he trails his hand down your body, speaking lowly and pressing into you. "Say the word," he whispers, "and I'll stop."

"K-Katsuki- Todoroki and Momo are right over there!" you whisper sharply.

"Then be quiet so they don't wake."

You let out a slow breath, feeling Bakugo push your pants and underwear down, his fingers massaging your clit, making you wetter by the second. As much as you knew it was wrong, you knew you should stop, you found yourself reaching toward him, your hand wrapping around his stiff cock, stroking it slowly.

You felt Bakugo's breath on your skin, next to your scent gland. "Mark me." The words slipped from your mouth before you could think, but you didn't regret it. You knew he'd have to bite again eventually, but you didn't care. You knew for a fact you wanted to be mated with Katsuki.

Bakugo felt the same, part of him was surprised, but the other part was happy and jumped at the opportunity. Bakugo took his hand, wrapping it around your mouth and then opening his mouth, letting his fangs grow, and he grazed them over your neck, giving a few light bites before fully sinking them into your neck. You let out a loud whimper that's muffled by his hand, your body tensing as the feeling of him marking you washes through your body in waves.

Once you calm down, you melt back into him, he pulls his mouth from you, and you lay your head back on his shoulder. Before he can make another move, you grip his cock again, pulling it from his sweats and shifting so you can push it into your pussy. It's a stretch, he's big, so it stings, but you keep going until he bottoms out.

"O-Oh, omega-" he groans into your neck, trying not to move yet, "you're so tight. How are you so tight? God."

"Stay like this alpha. Just wanna feel you," you say, tilting your head back slightly.

You can feel him slowly inhaling, trying to get his grounds and gain better control, wanting to do as you say, but you feel so good, he can almost feel his control slipping.

"Ya know omega, your heat is coming soon, and my rut is only recently just passed." You knew what that meant. That meant he could easily fall back into rut. It's a warning.

"Soon, alpha. Soon, just wanna wait until after the trip," you tell him.

"Yeah. After the trip," you can feel his cock twitching inside you as he speaks, "soon, I'll finally get to have my way with you."

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Idiots - Part 2

Karl Jacobs x gn!reader

tldr: They’ve both got a crush. Sucks, since they’re the only ones oblivious to it. (Slow Burn!)

CW: none, fluffy :))

a/n: Picnic portion was inspired by Sunflower by Rex Orange County :) Sorry it took so long! Major writers block on this but now I’m back :)))

edited yet?: yes - let me know if I missed anything!

Part 1 - Part 2

“So we agree, I’m Eve and you’re Wall-E?” y/n asked as the credits began to roll.

“I want to sit here and disagree with you just to spite you, but I can’t,” Karl responded, “I could 100% see you blasting someone for just walking funny on a bad day.”

“I’d blast you just for the hell of it,” Y/n jumped onto their feet raising their arms up in a big stretch after sitting for the movie.

“Bad choice,” Karl reached his arms to the side of their body, immediately tickling them. Y/n immediately screamed out his name, trying to move themselves out of his grasp. As soon as Karl noticed this, he grabbed their arm to pull them back on to the sofa.

“You’re... going... to... regret... this!” Y/n huffed out, thrashing against him. Karl’s giggles and their screams echoed around the house. It wasn’t until y/n mustered up all of their strength to push him of the couch for them to escape his clutches.

Y/n ran to the bathroom, quickly locking the door behind them. Karl quickly ran behind them only to have the door slammed in his face, “Aw, c’mon y/n, let me in.”

“After that stunt you pulled? In your dreams, Jacobs,” Y/n turned toward the sink, ignoring Karl’s attempts to unlock the door. The only thing on their mind was their night routine and then hitting the hay.

As y/n started the warm water, the door swung opened making them jump. At the door frame stood Karl with a quarter in his hand, “Next time you should check to see what kind of lock I have.”

“Whatever, smart ass,” y/n rolled their eyes playfully, reaching for their tooth brush. They brushed their teeth as Karl scrolled through his phone. After the flight, unpacking, and a night with Karl, y/n just wanted to head to bed. They couldn’t even imagine how Karl felt with all the Mr. Beast stuff. After rinsing their mouth they asked, “You goin’ to bed too?”

Karl shook his head, “Nah, I’m going to stream for an hour or two. Nick and Alex want to practice for this Minecraft Championship thing so I’m gonna root them all while also roasting the crap out of them.”

Y/n should’ve known, especially with the mountains of energy drinks in his fridge. The man probably never sleeps, “Well you enjoy that. I’m knocking out for the night.”

Karl nodded. “I figured. You and you grandma schedule,” he giggled, resulting in a pout from them.

“You say that as if dealing with sleep deprived me isn’t one of the worst things in the world.”

“I mean, you got me there,” he shrugged. He walked over to them, wrapping his arms around them tightly, “Goodnight. Knock on my door if you need anything at anytime, okay?”

Y/n nodded, hugging back just as tightly. They wished this could last together. His smell was comforting, reminding her of happiness and serenity. His hold made them feel safe, like nothing could hurt them as long as he was there. The feeling ended too quickly as he pulled away, giving them one last smile before heading off to his stream room.

Y/n looked at themselves in the mirror, huffing to themselves. Going from not seeing Karl for over a year to all Karl all the time felt like sensory overload. The butterflies, the emotions, their head racing with thoughts that they shouldn’t have for someone who is just their best friend - it was a lot.

This was going to be a long week.

***

Y/n woke up to the sun’s rays gleaming through the blinds. Looking at their phone, they saw that it was 9AM. Juggling between the staying in bed and getting up, y/n decided that getting up was the better option. The last thing they wanted to do was go back to bed and mess up their “grandma schedule,” as Karl would call it.

Moving out of the bed, they reached their limbs as far as they could stretch them. After picking their outfit, they journeyed to the bathroom to get their morning started. On the way over, they peeked into Karl’s room and saw him still asleep. They had no idea when he had gone to bed so they shut the door quietly, making their way to the bathroom once again.

As they were brushing their teeth, y/n realized it was the day they were going to the warehouse for a Mr. Beast video. They knew they weren’t going to be filmed, but the nerves were still there. They had met Chris, which was helpful, but not Jimmy yet. What if they messed up a shot? Or messed up any equipment? Not touching anything while they were there seemed like a fool proof idea.

Y/n finished up their morning routine as they kept thinking of ways to not fuck anything up. Making their way to the kitchen, they knew the one thing that could - somewhat - calm their nerves: coffee.

Y/n happily found a jar of instant coffee. Not the best, but it’ll do. Upon unscrewing the jar, they noticed it a plastic film seal up which confirmed that it was brand new. Did Karl get this just because he knew they were coming? They couldn’t recall him ever drinking caffeine that wasn’t from an energy drink. Y/n didn’t know, but the idea of it made their heart melt.

***

Once Karl woke up, he and y/n made a quick breakfast together made their way over to the warehouse.

“I don’t know why, but I’m really nervous. I don’t even know what I’m nervous about. I know it’s going to be fine, but.... I don’t know,” y/n expressed on the drive there. It was a brand new experience and they didn’t know what to expect. They’ve never been on a set of any kind let alone one for someone as well known as Mr. Beast.

“Hey, you’ll be okay. I know it can feel overwhelming, especially for your first time. I’ll be there if you need anything,” Karl comforted them through their nerves. He held their hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, “If you ever need a minute, don’t wait to ask. Just take it.”

Y/n smiled at him. He was always great at making sure they were comfortable wherever they went. While the nerves were still there, they felt a lot better knowing Karl was available, even among the chaos that may ensue.

***

The day at the warehouse went really well. Y/n’s nerves went away about an hour in, but that didn’t stop Karl from checking every now and then. Y/n was grateful that they respected them not wanting to be filmed, especially when they started filming a Fear Factor like video with snakes, cockroaches, and tarantulas. With all the creatures around, it didn’t take long for them to grab one of the smaller boa constrictors and start chasing Karl around with it.

“Y/N! STOP! WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU?” Karl screeched, running away from them.

“REMEMBER THAT TICKLE ATTACK FROM LAST NIGHT? TOLD YOU YOU WOULD REGRET IT!” Y/n yelled back. They were laughing the entire time while Karl continued his screaming. Their fun chasing Karl was cut short when snake man had to start packing away his animals.

At some point during the day, y/n had taken a step outside for a social break. Chris took this time to continue the conversation he and Karl had in the car. Walking over to his friend, he asked, “So have you told them yet?”

Karl looked around to ensure you hadn’t come back or were around before responding, “No, I’m going to wait until right before they leave. I’m scared that I’ll tell them and it’ll ruin the week.”

Chris looked at Karl, absolutely dumbfounded, “Dude, I can’t believe the two of you. And you two acted the way you did today in college too?”

“I mean, yeah. We’re best friends. What’s wrong with how we’re acting?” Karl gave him a confused look.

“Nothing but it’s so painfully obvious y’all are into each other. I didn’t pick it up yesterday, but y/n is totally into you too, man,” Chris explained, “Even Chandler was able to pick it up. He thought I was kidding when I said you two weren’t a low-key thing. Please do both of yourselves a favor and just tell them.”

This conversation ran through Karl’s head the rest of the day. Did y/n really like him back? The thought of that made his stomach do flips. He became hyper aware of all y/n’s actions and they suddenly meant more to him. When they high-fived, he felt his hand on fire when they weaved their fingers with his. He was more aware of their body on his when they hugged, butterflies flying through his stomach when they gave him a squeeze.

The drive home was spent by y/n non-stop talking about how much of a great day they had right after a heated debate on where they would be picking up dinner. They were too tired to even thinking about cheffing up a meal. What y/n didn’t know was the nerves hidden underneath Karl’s semi-cool exterior on how he planned on confessing his feelings. Luckily, “semi-cool” was his middle name.

The two had stopped at the Asian fusion place they decided to pick up food from. As they got into the car, Karl’s eyes lit up as he came up with an idea for dinner and turned to y/n.

Y/n, noticing this, furrowed their brows and said, “You either have a really good idea or a really dumb idea, and I think you’re going to tell me whether I want to hear it or not.”

“You are absolutely right!” Karl giggled, “Anyways, to keep it short and simple, picnic in the park? I have a blanket and we can pick up some ice cream or something.”

“That... actually is a great idea! I’m starting a playlist now and I’ll share it with you. How does ‘stupidly great vibes’ sound?”

“Sounds perfect.”

***

The two sat on a hill in a nearby park, digging into their dinner with the last minute playlist y/n had come up with playing in the background. The bottom of the sun was barely touching the horizon, getting ready to set and give the sky to the moon for the night.

The comfortable silence they had was one of their favorite things about their relationship. Neither of them ever felt pressure to fill the emptiness. Just being in each other’s company was entertaining and pleasing for both of them. They just watched their surroundings, while enjoying their food and each other’s presence.

After they clean up, the silence continued. They sat shoulder to shoulder, enjoying the moment they were in. They both would steal side glances at each other without the other noticing. Moving to lean their head on Karl’s shoulder, Y/n was looking at the sunset but their thoughts were swarmed with him and the last day and a half. They loved how he always made sure they were comfortable and welcomed in any setting. They loved they way his voices would crack during a fit of giggles. Just one day with him had their mind swirling in a pool of just him. His touch, his smell, his voice. They felt like they were in a trance with him.

Being with them, Karl realized how much happier he was with them there. He realized how much giddier he was waking up, how his mood had been uplifted with just their presence. He loved how headstrong they were, but never so much to the point that it hurt other people. He loved the way they could up his self esteem in the matter of a few minutes. The more and more he thought about it, the more he realized he loved them. He loved them more than just a best friend. He’s had for a handful of years. He wanted more than just the title “best friend.”

The two sat there, both individually coming to the realization that they have been falling in love with the other over the last few years. Neither caught onto each other’s hints while every outsider saw the love for one another other bloom.

Karl turned his head, spotting a small white daisy in the grass next to their blanket. He leaned over to grab it which forced y/n to lift their head from where it was, their eyes watching for what he was reach for. Plucking it from the grass, he leaned back and gave it to y/n.

“For you,” he practically whispered with the goofiest grin on his face. Y/n took the flower from his hand, returning his smile.

“Aw, thanks Karl.”

They locked eyes immediately after. Any plans Karl had in his mind on confessing to y/n immediately got thrown out the window, the hours of thinking gone to waste. In that moment, he blurted out the only words he could make sense of in that instant, “y/n... I think I’m in love with you.”

Y/n froze, trying to wrap the words he said around their head. They for sure thought they were awake but after his confession, they couldn’t be sure if they were in a dream or not. Their mind was reeling, making the task of forming a sentence that made sense a difficult one.

At the same time, Karl was giving himself a mental face palm. He wanted to confess his feelings, but not to that level. His nerves were on high alert, already assuming the worst was yet to come. He had to save the friendship at the very least.

“I-I’m sorry. It wasn’t supposed to come out like that,” he rambled, “But - uh- I’ve had a crush on you for a while now and I never wanted to ruin the friendship but if you’re uncomfortable with that, that totally makes sense-”

As he kept talking, y/n began to collect their thoughts. They thought he looked so cute when he nervously rambled but they had to cut him off eventually, knowing his anxiety levels were through the roof.

“Karl,” As soon as he heard their voice, his rambling stopped and kept all eyes on them. He looked at them waiting for a response but receiving none. Instead y/n wrapped their arms around him, enveloping him in a warm hug, “I think I’m in love with you too.”

Karl felt his heart explode. Chris was right. He hugged them back just as, if not more, tight. Any nerves he had running threw his body were replaced with pure happiness. He didn’t need to hold anything back from them anymore.

Y/n pulled away from the hug, leaning their foreheads together, “Can I kiss you?”

Karl smiled, “Honestly, it’s all I’ve want since I made that shot into your coffee.”

Y/n gave Karl a bewildered look, “What? That long?” They exclaimed

“Yeah, but we have the rest of the week to talk about it.” Karl leaned in, pressing his lips gently against theirs, wrapping his hands around them to bring them closer. The kiss was gentle and sweet, as if they would be woken up from a dream if they were anything but that.

They pulled away from kiss, but remained in each other’s arms. They stayed silent and enjoyed each other’s presence and touch, each meaning much more than they had just a few moments earlier. All that was left in the park was the semicircle of the sun on the horizon, a bag of food scraps, and two idiots, dumbfounded at the love they had for each other.

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Dusk (a twilight fanfic)

Chapter one 

New Emotions

I was the first to leave out the door when the bell rang. My feet beating the old concrete floors of Fork’s high. I tried not to slip on the wet earth as I skidded into the parking lot. Rushing past The bustling student body to my car at the end of the lot. Jessica yelled after me in a questioning tone. Her words were left unhear and honestly if she really cared she would call me later. Throwing my bag in the back and jumping in the driver's seat. I pulled out of my spot and left the school behind picking up speed when I hit the main road. Scaring, poor Trevor as I wiped by him but I was a girl on a mission. Hopefully I could beat Officer Sawn to his house before he got home with Bella. 

Thankfully I pulled up to the curb of the swan house without a squad car in sight. Only an old red pick-up that officer swan had got from his friends on the reservation. It definitely has seen better days but it was perfectly bella. I dug in my trunk for my present to Bella. an annotated copy of wreathing heights that I spent way too much time on all wrapped in a floral paper my mom had from last Christmas. It’s not the prettiest paper nor was it raped the best but it was Bella’s color. The flash of headlights from down the road alerted me to the swan’s return. I ducked behind my car, almost closing my trunk on my fingers when they pulled in trying to keep my appearance a surprise.

From where I hid I could only see the top of Bella's head as she popped out of the squad car. 

"Wow, Dad, I love it! Thanks!" Bellas voice sounded exactly how I remember. 

"I'm glad you like it," Charlie said gruffly, eyes darted to my direction spotting me in my terrible hiding spot.

``Well that's not the only thing i got you” Charle announced a little louder giving me a sign. Bella’s head tilted in her question 

“ You said–” “ Bella!” i cut her off my excitement getting the best of me. She turned so fast that she lost her balance a little now holding the squad car in support.

 “Evie?’ Bella pushed out in surprise.

 I raced to her side, embracing her immediately. The feel of Bella in my arms really made me realize she was back. Her small arms tightly wrapped around me as I squeezed her with all my might. Tears started to swell in my eyes when we finally broke apart.

“Wasn’t expecting to see you until tomorrow.” her brown eyes were examining me up and down. 

“Oh please. You think that I was going to ignore my best friend on the first day back home?’ she only shrugged in response.

”Bell you really should have had more faith in me” i joked ‘Here,” i pushed the poorly wrapped present into her arms “Welcome home Bell” 

She looked surprised at the gif then without a word ripped the paper off showing her the book. “Thanks Evie” her voice gave way to her embarrassment.

“Girls i hate to interrupt but these boxes can’t move themselves in” charle voice brought us both back to reality.

 Bella rolled her eyes at the comment, giving me a quick hug before moving to help her father. It only took one trip to bring all of Bella's stuff up to her room.I pushed open the yellowed curtains to let in more light. The rain had just started to sprinkle when we made it to Bella's room. 

“Looks that the weather is gonna take a turn you might want to head home Eve” charlie said he really has been practicing his dad voice 

 “Well i leave you to unpack but i will be seeing you tomorrow thats a promise” I gave her shoulder a squeeze following Charlie out of her room and down that stairs.

“You be safe out there Eve i don’t know how bad it's gonna be” charlie opened the front door.

 “I will, thanks for letting me surprise Bella” he nodded, giving me a side hug before I made my way through the rain to my car.

Heavy fog covers the sky like a blanket meaning another very muggy day in forks.

 I brushed my teeth and got dressed. Pulling a pair of barely worn jeans from the side of my bed along with one of my nicer sweaters from my closet. I followed the smell of pancakes to find my older brother at the stove. Still in his pajamas his dirty blonde hair was in every direction. His brown labrador sat lovingly at his feet hoping for a piece of the bacon he was throwing on the pan. 

“Morning sunshine” he said, setting a stack of pancakes down on the kitchen island. 

“Morning Luke,you're up early.” I questioned. 

“You can thank Bear for that. He was insistent for his morning walk today” Luke complained throwing a small bacon strip to the patient boy.

 “Thank you Bear” I gave the now content dog a loving pet before grabbing a plate.

 Luke rolled his eyes at me before filling my plate with his morning bounty. We ate and I helped clean up as a thanks to Luke for the meal and gave Bear a quick rub before making my way out the door. 

It was drizzling just enough for me to regret going outside. Making my way to my car I clung to my hood trying to stay mostly dry for my poor old car seats. My light blue Toyota Corolla had seen better days. Its tan seats were batter, ripped from long time abuse and uses. But it got me where I needed and ran like it wasn’t four years old which is all I could ask for.

Forks high was a strange collection of maroon-colored houses that was hidden by a mountain of shrubbery. As I pulled into the parking lot a thought of Bella hoping that she made it here just fine but all worries were washed away almost emmetaly seeing that old red truck sitting in a parking spot. I pulled into a spot close to her hoping to steal her schedule to match classes. I made my way to her passenger side window. Bella was concentrating on the school map making little paths with her fingers obviously not wanting to stick out more than she is going to today. I gave her window a light couple of taps not wanting to scare her. She looked up from her map hesitantly before letting out a visible sigh of relief schootting over to unlock the door letting me in.

 “All ready for your first day?” I tried to sound incougerbule. 

Bella bit her lip nodding “I should be” her voice seemed somewhat confident in her anwencer. 

“Let me see who you got.” She passed her schedule to me. We had only one class together and that was the gym which was a bummer. 

“I guess I'll see you in gym and lunch of course” Bella nodded, shoving her schedule and map into her bag. “Hey” i put my hand on her shoulder “you can do this” she gave a weak smile in return as she excited the truck

 Bella kept her face pulled back into her hood as we walked to the sidewalk. We followed the flow into the cafeteria where I wished Bella luck and made my way to Mrs Groff for spanish.

The morning seemed to drag on longer than normal but finally it was time for lunch. Jessica had informed me that she asked Bella to sit with the rest of our little friend group for lunch having met her earlier that day. I made my way to our normal table without wasting my time in the lunch line.  Mike gets way too much anyways so why waste the money. Jessica introduced Bella to the rest of the tabe and she gave them a friendly wave taking her seat. Jessica started complaining about her math homework and like I said Mike started offering off some of his lunch. I took the gogurt and swiped some smiley fries. Eric gave a wave from the otherside of the room and that's when Bella saw them. The Cullens all five of them sitting at their normal table in the back away from everyone.

 Bella looked in amazement at the Cullen table; her eyes seemed transfixed in a way. I always felt too intimidated to take more than quick looks in their detection even though I had three out of the five in my own classes. 

“Who are they” Bella askes to the table

Jessica giggled in embarrassment, now looking at the table like Bella. She always got so flustered when it came to the cullens she could never keep a straight face when she mentioned them even in passing.

"That's Edward and Emmett Cullen, and Rosalie and Jasper Hale. The one who left was Alice Cullen; they all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife." She said this under her breath.

Emmett sat in the back of my English class so as not to block anyone's view of the board with his hulking mass. He is the only one that I have ever talked to after I was the last to pick for a partner project and he just happened to be the only one left. We’ve only shared a few words with each other but he is a sweet guy.

"They are… very nice-looking."  Bella struggled to keep eye contact. "Yes!" Jessica agreed with another giggle. "They're all together though — Emmett and Rosalie, and Jasper and Alice, I mean. And they live together." 

"Which ones are the Cullens?" Bella asked. "They don't look related…"

"Oh, they're not. Dr. Cullen is really young, in his twenties or early thirties. They're all adopted. The Hales are brother and sister, twins — the blondes — and they're foster children."

The Hale twins are in my theater appreciation class. I mostly forget that they're there to be honest. It's only until the girl,Rosalie, is absent that I swear her match, Jasper stares wholes into the back of my head but I have never seen him do it to prove it. As if I called Jasper eyes lock on to mine that same burning feeling fills my head only to be quiet moments later. A wave of sleepiness overcomes me causing me to yawn which stops Jessica rabling to glare at me.

“Sorry, Jess must be all the excitement wearing off from Bella’s arrival” I gave her a look of pity. 

She shrugged me off and continued her cullens rant to Bella who seemed to be the only one listening at this point. Mike was talking to Eric who had made his way over from his other seat about swapping bio homework, Angela was half listening to both conversations while reading her book for english. I shake my head to lift the foggy feeling on my brain before finishing my gogurt throwing the trash back on Mike's tray. That burning feeling caused me to look back at Jasper who’s eyes had solfen. The burning feeling again seemed to disappear when I looked at him. It’s both confusing and alluring at the same time. Finally Jasper looked as the others got up to leave he seemed to hesitate before following the rest. I waited for my table to move before I headed to my next class.

The wave of sleepiness had turned to nausea by the time I made it to my English class. I felt like I was gonna pass out. Mr. Bertly seemed to notice my sudden decrease in health and wrote me a pass to the nurse even before I asked. I thanked him in passing when he called one of the jock type boys, I think his name is Justin, to escort me there. Justin got me there in one piece and explained my situation. The nurse made me lay down placing a bucket next to the bed just in case and turned off the lights. Finally I let the sleepiness take over.

[tomtenadia]

A Little Braver  - 16

So, here we are with part 16. Be prepared for the olympics of fussing. Our bird boy goes all out to fuss and take care of his girl. And Aelin fusses about him too because Rowan is not well either.

CW: light mention of alcoholism, death, hurt/comfort and some light smut.

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Rowan’s phone had pinged with a message and like a desperate man he had grabbed it from his pocket and stopped in his tracks and his heart raced.

It was a text from Aelin.

I am sorry.

That’s all she had said. What did she mean by that? Was she okay? Was she sorry because she had left? Or worse done something insane?

His brain was in overload on his way back to his office, all sorts of thoughts rushing all together, including some very dark ones. She could never… she would never do that.

He looked at the time on the message and saw it had just been sent so he tried his luck and phoned her. His heart loosened a notch when the phone rang.

Please… please answer me.

“Hi.”

Gods, she sounded terrible. He could tell just by one word.

“Aelin… are you okay?”

Silence.

“Please, where are you? We are all worried sick.”

She told him an address.

“I will be there soon. I am coming.”

“Ok,” was all she managed and as soon as he closed the call she felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe, maybe with him at her side she would get better.

Rowan called Aedion straight away “I am going to her. I will keep you posted.”

“Wait, I want to come as well.”

“No,” said Rowan quite sternly “It’s best if I go alone. I am not sure she is okay and two people might be too much.”

The man on the other side of the phone sighed “I understand. Just… just look after her, please.”

“Always.” Said Rowan, realising the weight of his words.

On his way out of the office he met Gavriel and explained him what happened and that he had to go and had no idea when he was coming back. He was glad he had met Gavriel instead of Lorcan. The man would have given him so much grief for putting her again in front of his career, but he could not care less. Aelin was not okay and finding her was all he cared about. His job was, again, at the bottom of his priorities in that moment.

“Go, look after her and don’t worry about work.” The man patted Rowan on the shoulder.

“Thank you.”

He walked quickly out of the base, fearing someone else might stop him. Got to his car and drove home. He got changed out of his uniform, packed some clothes, he had no idea how long he would be there, she might not be ready yet to go back home and he was not leaving her alone again. 

Once he was done he got back to the car, entered the location in the sat nav and started driving. She had gone deep in the Staghorms mountains. She had hidden away properly. No one would have thought of that.

The drive had been nerve-racking and the trip seemed endless. The mountains were getting closer but not fast enough and he was already one the verge of the speed limit. He needed to be with her quickly. The voice over the phone was still haunting him. It was lifeless and flat and it had terrified him. 

Please be safe, he kept repeating in his head, please be safe, please.

It was finally two hours later when he spotted the signs for the holiday park she had mentioned. She had told him cottage 21. He followed the signs on the path and eventually spotted it and her car outside. He took a deep breath, parked the car and grabbed his stuff. The few steps to the door felt endless, then he gathered his resolve and knocked at the door. 

A minute passed and finally the door opened and he almost gasped at the image in front of him. She looked like a wreck, dark shadows under her eyes, now devoid of their usual light. She had a blanket wrapped around her and it looked as if she could barely stand. 

How could have he missed how bad she was? He should have pushed to stay at home a little longer and go and see someone as soon as he noticed the first signs of ptsd. He was an idiot.

Aelin looked up at him, then her face broke and burst into tears and leaned against his chest. Rowan’s arms went quickly around her body and held her tight “I am here,” he whispered to her while kissing her head “I got you.” He stepped inside, without ever letting go of her, dumped his bag on the floor and closed the door. Then he lifted her in his arms and walked to the bed and deposited her down.

He toed off his shoes and joined her. Aelin nested in his arms, letting him envelope her fiercely. She grabbed his t-shirt and cried.

“Let it go. Let it all out.”

And she did and he let her, whispering only I love you from time to time.

Eventually she fell asleep in his arms but never said a word. She would talk when she felt like. He was definitely not going to push her. Slowly and carefully he disentangled himself from her and went to his next mission. The cottage had a kitchen and he doubted she had used it. There were a few dishes in the sink that he washed and stowed away. Then he opened the fridge and noticed a couple of ready meals and nothing else. He knew she could not cook. 

Rowan sighed. He really had to teach her. He grabbed his phone and searched for a place where to buy groceries in the area. Once he found it he scribbled down a note to her just in case she woke up and found him gone.

Rowan came back thirty minutes later and found Aelin still asleep. Good.

He went to the kitchen and unpacked all the food he had bought. She needed some sustenance and he was planning to bring her back to her former self and food was the way to start. He knew she had not cooked for herself and probably survived on junk food. 

A sound came from the bedroom and he went to have a look and found her awake and sitting in bed.

She was staring at him in disbelief “You are really here?” Her voice still haunted.

He took a step to her “Yes, I am here,” and sat down beside her, caressing her face gently. She leaned into the gesture “I thought it was a dream.”

A gentle kiss on her lips “I am really here.”

Aelin bowed her head “I am sorry I—” he stopped her.

“Shhhh. It’s okay.” Another caress “I am making lunch. We eat first, then if you feel like, we can talk.”

He stood again and walked to the kitchen and Aelin, still wrapped in her blanket, padded behind him. 

Seeing her that broken hurt him deeply. She walked to his side and hugged him at his waist, leaning her face on his arm. He let her and went back to cooking without moving her. It felt as if she was craving contact with him and he was not going to deny that to her, no matter how awkward it made cooking.

“It smells lovely.”

“Better than those ready made meals.” He gave her a smile and her head went back to his arm.

With his free hand he grabbed a piece of the carrots he was slicing and passed it her.

“It’s a vegetable.” She complained.

“Yes, and you need it. Your body needs it.” He pushed and Aelin finally took it.

“So bossy.”

He stooped down and kissed her and gave her a slice of chicken and she took that as well and more eagerly “Thank you for cooking for me.”

“It’s fine. If I don’t do it you will just keep eating those horrible meals.”

She snuggled closer “but they are easy to make.”

“I know, but now you have me and cooking for you makes me happy.” And he looked down in her blue eyes and sadness hit him again. He could not stand seeing her so broken. 

“Do I?”

“What?”

“Have you?” She asked him, staring in his pine green eyes.

“Yes,” he said softly kissing her lips “To whatever end, remember?”

Aelin nodded and dried her eyes with the back of her hand “Come on grampa, this lady here is starving.” And she gave him a very faint smile. It was a start. She was trying and for now it was enough. It would take time and he’d at her side during her recovery.

Once he was done they sat at the table and ate in silence.

“Is Aedion mad at me?” She asked timidly while eating his amazing meal. She had not realised how hungry she was until she had Rowan’s food in front of her.

“Worried, mostly.”

“I didn’t mean—” but he stopped her again.

“Eat, relax, then we can talk all you want.”

Once they were done, Rowan washed all the dishes and Aelin helped him to dry them and put them away, making small talk.

Dishes all clean and tucked away, Aelin took his hand and guided him to the bed. He sat down with his back against the board and she snuggled against him. She finally abandoned the blanket and let his arms do the job.

“I am sorry I left,” she started “I was…” she took a deep breath. Where to begin? How could she even begin explain to him how she had felt? “I was happy to go to back to work. It felt good, I was ready, but there was, deep down in me, a lingering fear and I ignored it.” He let her talk and she tried to gather her thoughts “Once I was at the station it became too much. The interactions but worst of all, the memories. I had a panic attack before getting to the station. Then I had one in my office and freaked out after the guys left. The look on their faces, the sadness reminded me that I almost died. The bells almost rang for me this time.” His arms tightened “every time I wake up from a nightmare all I can feel are my lungs and skin burning and the feeling of suffocating. And I burn. Every time I burn.” She gently touched her injured arm “when they left for the call the sirens brought me back to that night and in a moment I was in that hangar again. Stuck. Lost. Burning.” Aelin paused but Rowan never interrupted her. “I was not okay. I knew it. You told me over and over again to go and speak to someone but I didn’t want to admit that I needed help.” He felt her shaking “I put up walls as I did when Sam died and I left. I thought that being alone was going to help but it got worse. I felt lonely and lost like the night of the fire when I got trapped.” She felt his lips on her head “I wanted to call you but after the way I left I could not face you. I was terrified you’d be mad at me and leave me because you had realised I was too much bother and I was not worth the trouble.”

“Never.” He finally whispered “I went insane because I had no way to be with you and help you.”

“I hurt everyone.”

His finger lifted her chin “you did not. We all care about you. We were just worried.”

“I can’t go back yet. I just can’t.” Her face again hiding in the crook of his neck.

“It’s okay,” he told her and kissed her nose “we’ll go back when you feel ready.”

“You don’t have to stay.”

“No chance I am leaving here on your own while you are like this. No. My job, everything else can wait and if Lorcan suspends me again, who cares.”

“You are risking to ruin your career to look after me. Lorcan made that quite clear.” She looked up in his eyes and they were full of sadness.

He loosened a breath and leaned his head against the back of the bed “I already neglected one woman because of my job. I didn’t realise how much until I found out the divorce papers. It’s not happening a second time.”

“But—” he shut her up with a kiss.

“I am struggling at work at the moment with Fuzzy’s death and all that is going on I…” he paused “I have my own ghosts and I know how you feel just now.”

Aelin’s mind travelled back to the day she had watched him fly and Lorcan had mentioned about the fact that Rowan needed that day because the student’s death had reminded him of his dark moment “Tell me,” she whispered to him, caressing his face. He had listened to her, now it was her turn. 

“It was my first year as instructor. I had this amazing group of students. They were all very eager to impress. There was one of them “Carrot” who was a bit on the shy side. He was skilled. He was good, but always felt less skilled than the rest of the class. He would never give himself enough credit of how good he was. So I had a chat with him. I told him I believed in him and that I wanted him to believe in his skills a bit more.” He caressed her head in an absent minded motion “I pushed him to dare a bit more. Not much, as long as he was comfortable, but I told him I knew he had skills and I wanted him to be a bit less other people’s shadow for once.” Rowan’s hand tightened on her back “One day during practice I put him in charge of his group. I wanted him to have more confidence. And boy was he good. He was one of those pilots who had a knack for flying. I was proud of him. Then it all happened in front of me in a matter of seconds. He was busy giving orders to his team that he flew through someone else’s wake and lost control of the plane. I tried to help him recover as much as I could but the plane started spinning and soon got into a graveyard spiral. He probably lost consciousness and he crashed on the runaway in a ball of fire.” He finished his tale and was silent for a moment “he reminded me so much of Fuzzy. They were both similar and shy boys with great talent. Carrot’s death destroyed me. I went into my own personal graveyard spiral. I was put on leave and I started drinking heavily. It was a bit before I met Lyria. I was alone and I just hid at home denying my pain and staying away from my squadron mates. I pushed everyone away. Gavriel in the end was the one who helped me to find my way back, after he found me on the floor of my own house verging on alcoholic coma. I know how you feel right now. It took me a while to find the courage to go back, to fly again. I knew it was not my fault but I kept thinking that I was the one who pushed him.”

She turned to him and kissed him “we have in common more than I thought.”

“We can both hide away for a while. I know it’s the coward way but I don’t care just now.”

Rowan nodded “let’s take a week to ourselves.”

Her hand sneaked under his t-shirt and touched skin “I like your plan, captain.”

Rowan shuffled away and got off the bed “let me make a couple of phone calls,” he leaned forward for a kiss.

Rowan returned ten minutes later and found Aelin reading a book. She still looked haunted but the decision of staying at the cottage for another week had removed a bit of the harsh lines in her face. He realised that probably they both needed that break. Lorcan had been strangely quite okay with him taking time off and for a second he thought he heard misheard him. But no, apparently he had his CO’s blessing.

He had also phoned Aedion and given him an update on Aelin. Told him that she was having a hard time but that he was going to help her and that they would stay away for a week. The man had eventually relaxed.

“All okay?” She asked him when he got back from his phone calls.

“All fine. I also called Aedion and told him I got you. He was very relieved.”

She cuddled back into him once he sat back on the bed “he was trying to help so much, but I didn’t want to worry him. He fusses about me just as bad as you do.”

“He cares about you, madly.”

“I know. We grew up together and he always protected me. He has always been at my side and I owe him so much.”

“I can take you out hiking, if you want. I think fresh air and nature will do you good.”

She looked at him in surprise “really?”

He nodded tenderly “I know a few paths around here. Easy stuff since we don’t have the proper gear.”

“Yes,” she said happily and for a brief instant her smile was back and Rowan realised he’d do anything to see that. He’d move the world to see her smiling and happy. He didn’t want to see ever again the shell of a woman he had seen that morning.

“Good, but today you rest. You’ll have another decent meal tonight and hopefully an easy night.”

“As long as we cuddle….”

Rowan snorted “as if I could stop you. You always end up asleep on top of me and I have all your hair in my mouth. Hurricane.” And he flipped her nose and she loved when he did that. It was such a silly gesture but it was the affection behind it.

“What?” He asked her at her curious expression.

“I just…. I just can’t believe sometimes that you are the same guy that could barely laugh at my jokes when we met all these months ago. I mean my bra joke was epic and you ignored it.”

Rowan pulled her closer in for a deep kiss “I did not. They day I went to get you clothes I opened your underwear drawer by mistake and saw a bra. You have no idea of the thoughts that crossed my mind.” He squeezed tenderly “and I had no idea I was capable of falling so quickly and so hard for someone. It was the way you stood up to me the day of the fire. You left me speechless and no woman before managed to do that.”

“Not even Lyria?”

He shook his head “some friends introduced us and played a bit of matchmaking. I liked her, she was nice, but it was a slow burn. She was very quiet and to be honest she was the complete opposite of you. She loved gardening, cooking, baking and absolutely no love for adventure.”

“Sam and I met on a call. When Dorian became chief, Sam got promoted. I saw him other times we had worked on calls together, but there was so much to do that we never interacted. Then one evening we had this horrendous fire, once he made captain, and we worked together with the two squads. Next time we had both a day off he invited me for coffee. We hit it off straight away. He was the sweetest man ever. He was kind and funny. Sometimes when we were on the job he used to make dirty jokes to make me laugh.”

“He sounded like a great guy.”

“I miss him so much.” She confessed quietly “and I think all my problems right now are also bringing back memories of his death.”

Rowan brushed a rebel strand of hair from her face “how did it happen?”

“An explosion in a warehouse. He was near it. He just…” a sob escaped her and she quickly placed a hand on her mouth “he was near it. He burned. His burns were too severe and he did not survive. I didn’t get to see him one last time. When we arrived, Thomas stopped me before I could see his him. But when I saw the body covered by the white sheet I knew it was him. His right hand had come free and I spotted the ring I gave him and that he wore on his thumb.”

Rowan’s arms brushed her back. That could have been her, a part of him kept telling him. But he pushed the anguish away.

Aelin took a deep breath and brushed her tears away “I think it’s enough dark stories for one day.”

He smiled at her “I agree.”

“Fancy watching stupid tv shows and make fun of them?”

He raised an eyebrow in question.

“It’s fun.” She grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels “look,” she pointed to the tv “it looks like it’s pilots. Wanna see if it’s correct? I like watching shows with firefighters and spot the mistakes.”

“Your idea of fun is weird.”

Rowan sat comfortably against the head of the bed and Aelin took her place between his legs. She pulled her blanket to her and his arms wrapped around her waist.

“The whole point of the game is to be loud when you see mistakes.” She explained him.

“Oh well, what he just did? It breaks so many rules I can’t even start.”

Aelin’s hands went on his on her tummy.

“What an idiot. He just let himself and his wingman completely exposed. If we did that during training we would get sent back to flight school.”

She felt like laughing.

“Go on, buzzard. That’s the spirit.”

“Ok, if you do that in real life you are an idiot. They are clearly flying at high altitudes and you do not remove the mask. No matter how much you want to celebrate winning the dogfight. If for any reason the cockpit loses pressure you don’t have much left.”

“Ro, we are only half an hour in. This movie sucks.”

He shrugged “the planes are quite awesome though. I think they are a mix of different real ones.”

“Ok, the actor is definitely not my type but I must admit that those jump suit of yours make you all so much sexier.”

Rowan roared with laughter then went back watching the movie but not following the plot. His hands had started tracing lines up and down Aelin’s arms, she pushed her back deeper against his chest and his chin went on her shoulder.

He was enjoying this. It felt natural to have her in his arms and cuddle and make fun of stupid movies. She looked a bit better and he also noticed a very faint smile and he called it progress compared to what he saw in the morning. 

“Ok, the love interest has appeared. I bet they are having sex within twenty minutes.”

Rowan pointed at one character “he is going to die. I have a feeling. His callsign is flapjack.”

Aelin patted his hand “what about storm trooper?”

“Oh no, he is the villain. The antagonist. He will be humiliated at the end of the movie but he will not die.”

“It’s because they are the best pilots?”

“Actually they are terrible. Both of them. In real life they would not last five minutes.”

They watched the movie in silence for a while until Aelin felt Rowan tense all of a sudden. Then in the movie the afterburners of one of the pilots stopped working and he lost control.

Rowan stood quickly and left the house.

“Shit.” Apparently she was not the only one suffering. How could she have missed how bad it was for him as well? She had been so centred on herself that she had forgotten about him. Gods she was the worst girlfriend ever. He had been thoughtful and caring all while he was struggling as well.

She ran outside and found him sitting on the grass in front of the cottage, his head on his knees and his arms at its side. 

“Ro,” she kneeled at his side and brushed his hair “I am sorry. I am so, so, so sorry.” She felt tears sting her eyes.

He pulled her to him “why are you apologising?”

“I was so selfish. I was so wrapped up in my own mess that I forgot that you were going through some tough shit as well. I am the worst girlfriend ever.”

He leaned forward and kissed her “I love that.”

“What?”

“You calling yourself my girlfriend. I really love the sound of it.”

“Ro, are you okay?”

“I will be fine.” He brushed her off and then grabbed her and pulled her on the grass with him pulling her body on top of his.

Aelin stared in his eyes and still saw pain in them. He was not fine. Not even remotely, but he was being tough for her. He was pushing his pain away to be strong for her. They had to be strong for each other. 

She caressed his face and then kissed his nose “you can talk to me too, you know? It’s not just my walls that are bad. Yours too. I am here for you. We can take care of each other. Be a little braver day by day, together.”

“Kiss me.” Was all he said and she did. Avidly and deeply and he opened for her and she teased his lower lip with her teeth and his hands sneaked along her sides. Aelin straddled him properly and felt the bulge under his shorts. She kept kissing him and their tongues met. Her hands fisted in his hair and the moan that left her was a clear direction of where her thoughts had wandered. He rolled her over and pushed her off him. Aelin was about to protest but Rowan lifted her in his arms and ran back into the cottage.

She pulled him on top of her all the while grabbing his t-shirt to get it off him. They undressed each other in a frenzy of need and when Rowan was finally naked as well, Aelin grabbed him and pulled him on top of her. She needed him badly and had no time for foreplay. Not the first time around. 

From the way he positioned himself on top of her she knew he was feeling the same. 

“I need you…” she whispered in his ear and those words were Rowan’s undoing.

It had started to get dark when Aelin and Rowan finally lay exhausted in each other’s arms. The first time had been intense and mostly a way for both of them to forget in each other arms. The second one had lasted a bit longer and it was less a way of escaping and more one to find each other again. The third time had been the complete opposite. It had been long and sweet. Whispering sweet nothings to one another, taking their time to explore their bodies and drag the sweet apex from the other.

Rowan was staring at the ceiling while Aelin was sprawled on his naked chest.

“At least we know that in bed we are pretty epic. I am wiped. I mean, happy, very satisfied but wiped.”

She heard him chuckle gently, his hand travelled down and his fingers twinned with hers. The hand went to his mouth and he kissed it “I am exhausted too, but very, very satisfied.”

Her stomach grumbled and Rowan laughed “and that’s my clue.” He moved from underneath her and got off the bed and walked to the kitchen stark naked.

Aelin turned on her side and pillowed her head on her arm, staring at him wearing the apron but leaving his backside exposed. The scene was ridiculous.

“Sexy.”

He wiggled his backside and Aelin giggled. The man was perfect. His body was muscular and thanks to his strict diet and exercise regime he didn’t have a gram of fat on him.

“How hungry are you? Back to your normal levels?”

“Almost.”

He smiled, that was a great sign. Her appetite was coming back “I’ll make a bit more just in case you are still hungry after the first portion.”

While he cooked she stared at him in her cozy spot in bed under the blankets. She had spent four full days in bed and she had come to hate it, but now that he was with her it was perfect. Also, his scent of pine and snow was everywhere and she felt at home.

“Don’t fall asleep or you will miss dinner.”

“I can’t. If I sleep I will miss the beautiful view in front of me.”

He clenched his butt in response and Aelin laughed. It was a silly thing but it made her feel light hearted.

Once he was done cooking he walked to the bed with two bed trays and gave one to Aelin, then went back to get the food.

“Here we go, milady,” he gave her the food and got back to get his, then got rid of the apron and joined her in bed.

She turned her head to him “thank you for dinner,”

He just kissed her “eat.”

Once finished eating, Aelin stood and cleared all the dishes and loaded the dishwasher, then got back to him. He had the tv back on and was watching a cartoon.

She laughed. She really did not paint him like the type of guy to watch cartoons.

“What?”

“You are watching cartoons.”

He patted her side of the bed inviting her to join him again “they are fun.”

She curled against him and eventually they both fell asleep.

***

As usual Rowan was the first one up.

Aelin was curled at his chest and he was glad she had managed to sleep all through the night without any nightmares. He gently kissed her head and got off the bed. He went to his bag and grabbed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and got dressed to go out for a run. 

Although it was full on spring, the air in the mountains was much cooler so he wore a hoodie as well. He got out of the cottage and took a moment to breath in the fresh air. The location was super peaceful and he realised he hadn’t done that in a very long time. He hadn’t slow down in what felt like forever. 

Another full breath and he left. He knew Aelin would be asleep still for a while if she had gone back to her standards. He had left her a note just in case. Behind their house there was a path leading into the woods and he took that setting himself up for a challenge. Off track running was far more challenging than on the pavement. But he welcomed it. Welcomed the opportunity to switch off his brain for a while. The path started to rise slightly as he got deeper in the woods. He could hear a river so he followed it. He spotted berries along the path and thought about coming back and pick them and make Aelin a nice cake with them. He continued along the river for a couple of kilometres until the roaring sound of the water increased and he noticed a gigantic waterfall, opening up in a pool at the bottom of it. The water was crystal clear and he was positive Aelin would love that. He could take her along that path. It was easy enough and she should manage it. 

Rowan sat along the path and stared at the scene for a while, then decided to climb down to water level. 

Once down he crouched and took a sip of the water and it was refreshing. He wetted his hair and face and climbed back up and slowly made his way back to the cottage. 

Half an hour later he was back at the cottage. Tired but he felt recharged at the same time. The run had been good.

Back in the house, Aelin was still asleep and he laughed but did not wake her up. She needed it pretty badly. So sneakily he padded to the bathroom and went for a much needed shower letting the warm water soothe the ache in his muscles. He chuckled when he realised that without Aelin to keep him company, his showers reverted back to the military efficiency of a run against time to finish before the hot water ran out. He grabbed a towel from the rack, patted his hair dry and then donned it around his waist. 

Still in a towel he walked to the kitchen and made breakfast and at the smell of food he heard Aelin wake up. 

“I smell food,” she said from the bedroom. A moment later she was behind him, wearing only the t-shirt she used as pyjama. Her arms around his waist “you were not in bed.”

“I went for a run.” He replied while concentrating on cooking “French toast is fine?”

“Aye, aye captain.”

“I found a nice easy path that we can walk along today.”

“Good, but I am mad at you.” She told him while caressing his naked back.

“Why?”

“You took a shower without me.”

Rowan chuckled “you were sleeping.”

“So, so rude.”

“Menace, sit down and grab some coffee.” He ordered her. 

Aelin gave him a mocking salute and filled two cups with coffee and took her place at the table.

“Did you had a nice sleep?” He asked worried. She had been quiet all night and that had been a good sign but she still didn’t look okay.

“I did, actually. I had no bad dreams or anything. I think it was you presence at my side. I felt safe in your arms.”

He gave her a big smile “do you feel up for a walk?”

Aelin nodded eagerly while taking a bite of her food “I need fresh air. I have been cooped up in here for too long.”

“Good, then finish your food.”

An hour later they were outside in front of the cottage.

Aelin had a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and a hoodie. Rowan had convinced to wear something warm. He loved to fuss.

He had the same attire and also a backpack filled with water bottles, lunch he had prepared and packed for both and for some reason unbeknownst to Aelin two towels as well. 

“Do you need all that stuff in you backpack? We are just going for a walk, not a mission on top of the Staghorns.”

“Always,” he said, walking in front of her “you do not go out on a walk in the woods without food, water and basic first aid supplies.”

He slowed down and got to her side and grabbed her hand “we have to do survival training while we are at flight school,” he told her “we had to learn to survive in the wilderness in different types on environments and also in a very cold climate. Also how to survive in an enemy zone and what to do if we get captured.”

She looked at him stunned and a part of her ignored the last words. Captured meant to be in enemy hands and possibly torture. For a brief second she felt sick at the image of him in an enemy cell being beaten up. Quickly she brushed the bad thoughts away. 

“It’s in case we suffer a malfunction and we are forced to land. We need to be prepared for anything and to know how to make it out alive.” He had continued while she zoned out.

“So if we get lost in the woods you would know how to keep us alive?”

He nodded. 

“Damn, you are more useful than I thought.”

Rowan roared with laughter.

Then they reached the area with all the berries and stopped Aelin and he walked to one of the bushes. He grabbed a plastic container from his backpack and started picking berries.

“What are you doing?”

“They are berries, I saw them during my run. I will make a cake.”

Aelin walked to him and he offered her a blueberry “Are you sure they are edible?”

He rolled his eyes “yes, Fireheart.”

He opened his palm to her and offered her a few more. They tasted delicious.

Rowan went deeper into the bushes but Aelin did not follow. She sat on the side of the path and waited for him to come back.

He did so twenty minutes later with an air of satisfaction on his face. In his hands she noticed the container full of different berries and in his other hand a smaller one “this one is for snacking.” And he passed her the smaller container.

Aelin then noticed his legs covered in cuts “your legs.”

“Ah it’s nothing, the bushes have thorns. There’s a river appearing quite soon I’ll wash there.”

The path wound among the trees and they slowly walked enjoying the fresh air and the peace “it smells like you.”

Rowan looked at her with curiosity.

“You smell of pine and snow and right now we are surrounded by pine trees and it just smells like you.”

He gave her a gentle kiss and they kept walking until he heard the sound of the river and he knew the surprise would come soon enough.

“It’s so beautiful out here.” Rowan turned to her and saw her serene face and he relaxed. The walk had been a good idea.

“Come on. We are not there yet.”

She skipped a few steps in front of him and his heart melted. She looked as carefree as when he met her but a part of him was wondering if that was a mask she was putting on for him.

She peeked beyond the trees and saw the river flow down in the valley “can we go down?”

He took her hand again “be patient.”

She huffed a puff and kept walking at his side and Rowan could tell she was getting restless.

“Fine,” he yielded. “There is a majestic waterfall down the road. Race me to it?”

She gave him the most amazing grin “you betcha. See you there, grampa.” And she sprinted, leaving him behind. 

Rowan raced after her and not long after he had caught up to her, most likely thanks to his long legs. He had also a backpack but that did not stop him from taking over and eventually reaching the waterfall before her.

She arrived a couple of seconds later and bent over, hands on her knees “you…” she was breathless “have long legs. Not…” another breath “fair.”

He chuckled and helped her up “look,” he said pointing at the waterfall.

Aelin followed his finger and gasped amazed. The waterfall was tall and fierce. The spray created a beautiful rainbow and at the bottom there was a pool of the most crystal clear water she had ever seen.

“Let’s go down.” She grabbed his hand and pulled.

Carefully they made their way down and as soon as they were at water level, Aelin ran to the pool and went on her knees to play with the water. It was chilli but so gorgeous. She tasted a palmful and it was super refreshing. Rowan joined a minute later and sat beside her “what do you think?”

Aelin stared at the gigantic waterfall “so stunning.” Then she stood and started peeling off her clothes.

“What are you doing?”

“There is no way I am not taking a swim in this paradise. We did it in Doranelle and this is so much better.”

“It was also much warmer.”

“Up to the challenge, captain?” Aelin was now towering over him completely naked, her long blond hair unbound.

Rowan stood in silence and undressed in front of her, meeting her wanton smile.

“Come,” she said to him offering him her hand.

Step by step they entered the water which was not as cold as Rowan expected. The pool was exposed to the sun and quite shallow, allowing the water to warm up a bit.

They walked to the centre and then he sat down on the bed and wiggled a finger to Aelin. She joined him and straddled him “you brought the towels. You knew this would happen.” Her hands brushed his hair and angled his neck so he was looking up at her.

“I saw the pool this morning and I thought at how naughty we could be in it.”

“I like the way your mind works.” She kissed him and pushed her naked body closer to his. She stood on her knees and she felt his hands grab her buttocks. One of his fingers traced lazy circles around her core teasing her. Aelin lowered herself down to him, grinding against his finger.

His free hand went around her neck and pulled her mouth close to his “I need you… to touch you, to kiss you… to be inside you…” his voice rough with desire.

“Then go ahead, captain. Fuck me senseless.”

Rowan stood in a swift motion and lifted her in his arms, her legs wrapped around him. He moved toward the waterfall to one side with less water and walked under the water and behind it and Aelin noticed a small cave.

“Privacy,” he told her once through and moved against the rock wall, pinning her body against it.

“Now, where were we?” His breath tickled her neck and she felt his tongue tracing the length of it. With one arm he held her up whilst the other slithered down along her thigh, between her legs were the proof of her desire was there for him to feel. The tip of a finger found its way inside her and Aelin closed her eyes and once the whole finger eased into her a moan left her lips. His head tipped down and took one of her hardened peaks in his mouth. Aelin’s back arched and her lower abdomen felt the proof of his growing desire. Aelin moved against his hand and he responded by adding a second finger and curling them inside her reaching that hidden spot.

“Fuck.” His thumb brushed her clit and Aelin was glad she was in his arms because she doubted she’d be able to stand. His free hand grabbed her leg “both of them around my waist,” he told her against her mouth.

“Please…” she told him her hands on his back, pulling his body closer.

His fingers left her and for a moment she missed their presence inside her. His hands went to her hips and angled her and she felt his tip nudge at her entrance. A moment later he eased fully into her and stilled for a few seconds letting her enjoy the feeling of him filling her. Gently he pulled out and slammed into her straight away, Aelin’s nails leaving half-moon marks on his back.

“You feel sooo…” another thrust “perfect. So bloody perfect.” She angled her hips sightly and at the next thrust she screamed in pleasure. They kept the rhythm steady until she felt her body ready to tip over the edge. Her muscles tightening around him. He groaned and his lips kissed her hard.

“Aelin—” her orgasm swept over her like a river that had broke its banks, powerful and strong. She felt him pick up his speed prolonging her high until he joined her as well in blissful oblivion and eventually relaxed spent against her.

Aelin turned her head and kissed the corner of his mouth “I scratched your back,” she added apologetically, hiding her face in the crook of his neck.

“For this?” He kissed her, never putting her down “totally worth it.” 

He moved away from the wall and started walking back to the pool and both sat back in the water.

Aelin pulled away from him and swam in the crystal waters while he sat with his back against the edge of the pool and looked at her.

She stood in provocation “seen anything you like, captain?”

“Go back swimming, menace.”

Aelin laughed and splashed him playfully then went back to enjoying the water.

Rowan on the other hand, left and went to the bank and started drying himself up and getting dressed again.

“Spoilsport.” She shouted at him when she saw him leave the pool.

“You should get out too, you don’t want to get too cold. The sun is moving and the pool is going into the shadows, it will get cold soon.” He pulled out her towel and opened up for her “come on,”

She stood and went to him. Rowan enveloped her in the big towel and then used his one to brush her hair dry as much as he could. Once she had clothes on as well he moved them to a patch in the sun and they sat back down “Sit here, it’s sunny and it will help you dry your hair.”

She obeyed him and then saw Rowan open his backpack and pulling out all of his stuff. He had water bottles, a thermos with coffee, the tub with the berries and two tubs with their lunches inside.

She always felt spoiled by the care he showed to her. She had to find a way to repay him.

“Eat.”

It was much later in the afternoon when they finally got back to the cottage. After the pool and the waterfall they had continued along the path and deeper into the woods and they did a super long circular walk that in the end brought them at the entrance of the holiday park.

“I am exhausted,” she complained sitting on the bed. Rowan stopped in front of her and kissed her nose “you have freckles and your face is nice and red, you have some colour on you.”

Not like the shell of a woman he had seen the day before with pale lips and dead eyes.

She extended her arms to him “kiss,” she begged but he walked away grinning without her seeing him.

“Whitethorn,” she barked.

He turned and gave her a chaste peck on the lips but her hands grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer.

“Thank you.”

“For the kiss?”

She shook her head “for being here. For not giving up on me. For finding me.”

He kissed her softly “I will always find you.”

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Highway to Heaven - Ch. 2

Your best friend Johnny wants to go on a road trip. The only catch? He wants to bring his roommate, Jeong Jaehyun, someone you just couldn’t stand.

Genre: e2l, fluff, angst, (eventual) smut

Warnings: none for this chapter :)

Ch. 1

A/N: So I only did minor research into the area mentioned (meaning I used my memory lol) so please bear with me :)

You stopped to get gas before it was your turn to drive, and you and Johnny argued again while Jaehyun went inside to buy snacks. He didn’t stop or look your way on his way back to the car, just got inside, put his airpods in and tucked into the snacks. By the time you got inside the car you were livid.

“You think you’re always right and it drives me insane!” you yelled at your best friend as you got into the driver’s seat.

“I don’t think I’m always right! But I know I’m right this time!” he yelled back.

“You can think that way all you want, doesn’t mean everyone has to agree with you!”

“I don’t need you to agree with me, I just want you to keep an open mind!”

“I have an open mind! I just happen to know exactly how guys like this are!” You immediately stopped talking, realizing your mistake, and hazarded a cautious look in the rearview mirror to see if Jaehyun heard you. He was looking out the window, humming along to the music playing in his airpods, seemingly oblivious to your tirade.

Johnny sighed in frustration. “Listen, just hold out for the next few days and I promise I’ll never ask for another favor ever again.”

You opened your mouth to answer but there was nothing else to say. Johnny put his airpods in, rested his head on the headrest, and closed his eyes.

You sighed too, turning on the radio for some background noise to drown out the thoughts in your head. You didn’t mean to be so stubborn, you really did have an open mind and weren’t usually so judgmental with people. But your ex-boyfriend had been a player, someone you had loved and trusted and he had broken your heart. You’d had a difficult time trusting anyone since then, and Johnny had been the only one you could confide in. He’d been there with you as you cried your eyes out over pints of rocky road, answered your drunken rants at four in the morning, forced you to eat real food after bouts of depression robbed you of your appetite. So you were completely incensed that he would want you to make nice with someone who had the same qualities as the man who had broken your heart.

Anger bubbled up again the more you thought about it, but before you could give it a voice you felt someone poking lightly at your elbow. You turned to see Jaehyun handing you a bag of gummy bears.

“I meant to give this to you earlier but you seemed busy,” he said softly, keeping his voice low as Johnny was lightly snoring, “I got it at the gas station. Here, I opened it for you,” he propped the open bag up on the console and then sat back in his seat.

You don’t know what came over you but you suddenly felt tears prick your eyes, and quickly swiped them away with the back of your hand. You saw that it was your favorite brand too, not a common one so he would have had to search for it.

“How did you know?” you whispered, still in shock. This was the last thing you’d expected from him. You figured getting you into bed was the only thing he was interested in, not the brand of candy that you preferred.

“Johnny told me,” he shrugged, and gave you a small smile before going back to his airpods.

You shook your head, determined not to let this sway you. It’s going to have to take more than just gummy bears to get you on my good side, you thought.

You set your jaw and stared at the road ahead.

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When it was Jaehyun’s turn to drive you sat in the backseat and tried to sleep, but the two of them were laughing and joking around so much that it was distracting you. You hadn’t ever really noticed their dynamic, but now that you were a captive observer you couldn’t avoid it. Johnny was just as funny and laid back as he was with you, but there was an easy rapport he had with Jaehyun that you’d never seen before. And this was definitely a side of Jaehyun you’d never seen. He was goofy, cracked silly jokes and made even sillier faces. It seemed like they had a ton of inside jokes, because every now and then they would just crack up after a moment of silence. You were blindsided.

“Y/N, I thought you were going to sleep,” Johnny had noticed you, staring wide-eyed at them.

“Sorry, were we being too loud?” Jaehyun said softly. You blinked twice and then rearranged your features.

“No, it’s okay, I wasn’t tired.” You took that moment to look outside the window and noticed something. “Hey, we’re not on the 101 anymore? Where are we going?”

Jaehyun and Johnny exchanged looks before Johnny turned to you, “We’re heading to a bus station, Jaehyun’s going home.”

“What?” you asked in shock, “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine,” Jaehyun answered lightly, “I just figured it was a mistake for me to come along, there’s uh, stuff I need to get done.” He cleared his throat at the obvious lie, hoping you wouldn’t notice.

“Oh,” was all you could say. Your emotions churned in your gut, almost making you feel nauseous. While you’d love for it just to be you and Johnny, like old times, you couldn’t deny that something about Jaehyun was pulling at you. Neither of them spoke after that, and the silence in the car was deafening. You knew exactly why he was leaving.

“What kind of stuff?” you challenged.

“Huh?”

“What kind of stuff do you have to do?” you stared at the back of his head, hoping he felt your eyes boring into his skull.

“Uh, just some, uh, things for work.” He answered, rubbing the back of his neck - a telltale sign of someone not telling the truth.

“Mm,” you hummed. You turned to your best friend, who’d been quiet throughout this entire exchange, “Johnny? Do you have something to add?”

“Nope, nada, nothing.” He made the motion of zipping his lips, and you knew exactly why. In all the years you’d known Johnny, he was incapable of lying. He would stutter, his face would turn red, and he would eventually blurt out the truth in frustration.

Taking a glance at his roommate, Jaehyun laughed nervously. “No really, Y/N, it’s important stuff I need to take care of, I didn’t tell Johnny about it till now. My fault.”

Johnny’s face indeed turned red, “Y-yup! He told me just, uh, just now! N-no idea, he, uh, had this… stuff, he had to d-do for uh, ummm, w-work… ah screw it!” He pulled his hair in frustration. Jaehyun looked over at him, an anxious look on his face. You waited in the backseat.

“He said he heard us arguing and he knew it was about him and he can see that you’re clearly not happy with him coming along! Okay??!! Are you happy?” Johnny blurted it all out in one breath. Your jaw dropped open. Jaehyun’s face turned beet red, all the way to his ears.

“You- you heard us?” you said quietly.

“No! No I didn’t really hear anything, don’t worry!” he tried to smooth everything over, but you knew from the look on his face that he had, “I just don’t want to be the third wheel, this is your trip with Johnny, I shouldn’t have come along in the first place.”

“Dude, I basically forced you to come.” Johnny said in a deadpan voice.

Jaehyun smiled weakly at Johnny, “Thanks man, I know you meant well. I’ll be okay.”

The last part he said with a vulnerability in his tone that made your chest ache. You looked over at his face but it was stoic, only his eyes held something faraway. Despite your misgivings about him, you thought you shouldn’t rob him of time he could spend with friends. You definitely needed it after your breakup, so it would be terrible to keep it from him as well.

“I don’t agree with this plan,” you suddenly said, making both of them turn to you in surprise, “The bus station will take us too far out of the way, adding more driving time to the trip and therefore making it more exhausting for everyone involved-”

“Actually I calculated it and it’s just an extra twenty min-” Jaehyun began.

“-and,” you continued, completely ignoring him, “I totally don’t believe you about this so-called ‘stuff’ you have to do anyway so don’t even bother.”

Johnny snickered, punching Jaehyun lightly in the shoulder, “Told you she wouldn’t believe you!”

---

The little detour put you off schedule so by the time you pulled up to the roadside motel it was late, and the last room left had only one bed. You sighed in exasperation, wanting to blame the two of them for their stupid little charade that put you all in this position.

“Theoretically, it’s a king-size bed so we could all fit…” Johnny started, and you shot him a look that could kill. He only shrugged. “I’m just saying, I’m not precious about these things. I’ll sleep anywhere with anyone. You two figure it out then.” He grabbed his suitcase and started to unpack.

You looked at the bed longingly, you had meant to sleep in the car but never got to, and you were exhausted.

“You and Johnny take the bed,” Jaehyun offered, seeing the look on your face, “I always sleep better on the floor anyway.” Before you could protest he took the extra blankets and pillow from the closet and laid them out on the floor, making a cozy little nest for him to sleep in.

“Is it okay if I wash up first?” he asked, and both you and Johnny nodded. When the bathroom door closed behind him Johnny smiled widely at you.

“See? See what I mean? Isn’t he nice?” he needled you, elbowing you in the side for good measure.

“There’s more to being nice than just giving up a bed for one night,” you huffed. Johnny made like he was going to scream.

“You’re something else, Y/N,” he shook his head, “but I know you, you’re starting to warm up to him!” he teased, acting like a middle-schooler making googly eyes.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you rolled your eyes at Johnny’s antics. You should’ve been used to his behavior by now, but his teasing was starting to get to you.

“You wouldn’t let him go home! I thought for sure you’d be happy that he wanted to leave! I thought you’d say ‘oh, you want to go home? Well go ahead then! Boo hoo you broke up with your girlfriend! Sucks to be you!’ but you didn’t!” Johnny started laughing then, clutching his stomach and falling dramatically to the floor. You wanted to punch him, and if there hadn’t been a third party to witness it you would have certainly done damage.

“No one deserves to be alone in his position,” you said in your defense, “No matter what I think of him, breakups suck and I wouldn’t want even my worst enemy to suffer like that alone.”

Johnny stopped laughing, wiping away the tears that had formed at the corners of his eyes from laughing so hard. He put an arm around you and smiled.

“Thanks, Y/N. That’s all I wanted, was for you to see him as a human being with feelings, not just some preconceived notion of what he was like.”

“I guess he’s not so bad,” you weren’t completely convinced, but at least now you were willing to give him a chance, “besides, the two of you seem really close so I wouldn’t want you to miss out either.”

“Aww, I love you too!” he pretended to sob and pulled you in for a hug. You sighed, laughing at Johnny’s penchant for the dramatic.

“You guys are so cute,” Jaehyun had come out of the bathroom, changed into a simple black tee and plaid pajama pants. His hair was slightly damp, his bangs falling slightly into his eyes, his face fresh and his skin dewy. You’d never seen him in that light and you couldn’t help but stare. He smiled shyly when you noticed him, and quickly went over to his blanket nest.

“Hey, if it’s okay, can you spare an extra pillow? I need something to hug to help me fall asleep.” He seemed hesitant to ask, but it seemed that he was feeling more comfortable with you.

“Oh, sure,” you looked over and indeed there were three pillows on the bed. You grabbed one and threw it to him. He caught it handily and flashed you that dimpled smile, and you actually felt your face flush. You turned away quickly so he wouldn’t see, but Johnny had caught the entire scene and giggled at you. You mouthed for him to shut up, throwing a pillow at him too, but he dodged it easily, laughing the whole time. When you picked up another pillow to throw at him he ran into the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him.

“Coward!” you yelled, and you could hear him giggling behind the door. Jaehyun was sitting on the floor watching the two of you, laughing softly. You couldn’t help but smile at how happy he looked, it definitely made you feel good that you could lift his spirits like that.

“You and Johnny are so fun together,” he mused.

“We’ve known each other for a long time,” you answered, sitting on the bed to face him.

“He told me you grew up together?”

“Yeah, we were neighbors for a long time. We went to the same schools, our families hung out together, that kind of thing.” This was certainly the longest conversation you’d had with him, but you found that you didn’t mind it.

“Mm. That’s awesome. I wish I had a friend like that. I moved around a lot as a kid, so I don’t have any lifelong friends. You guys are lucky.”

“Oh. Well you and Johnny seem close? I know you haven’t been roommates for long.” you offered.

He nodded, “Johnny’s one of those people that you like right away, you know? He’s just really chill and really nice, like really nice.”

“Yeah, that’s true,” you agreed.

“It makes sense that you two would be friends. Nice people attract nice people.”

Wait, was that a line?

“Well, good night,” he said, pulling his blanket up and turning over. He pulled the extra pillow towards him and hugged it tightly, and soon enough he was snoring softly.

[kpopqueensblog]

Your friend/s disrespect you

BTS Reaction - Your friend is being disrepectful to you and he is not liking it.

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Warnings: Body weight discussions, eating disorder mentioned, bullying

Theme: Fluffy with some angsty themes

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: My first written piece! Please give feedback and feel free to request stories you want me to write for you. Enjoy!

Kim Seokjin: 

Today was a big day. You were finally introducing your boyfriend to your friends since high school. You had been making these plans for weeks but due to scheduling issues you could never get around to it. Finally the previous night, one of your friends texted you that she and another friend were free to meet at a restaurant near BigHit and get to know your boyfriend. You asked Jin if he was free, and him being so excited spoke to his manager about having a longer lunch break so he could properly meet some of your closest friends. 

He and you entered the restaurant hand in hand, laughing about something one of the boys had done during practice today. You grabbed a seat near the window in the back corner and placed your drinks order with the waitress. 

“Babe, I am so excited for you to meet Ashley and Marie. We grew apart a bit in college but recently we got back in touch and they were over the moon for me when they heard I had captured the heart of a certain gentleman,” you said beaming at Jin.

“Ah Jagi, don’t make me blush. I am the lucky one to have you!” He replied, rolling his eyes. You giggled and thanked the waitress who had just brought your drinks. You took a long sip and glanced at your phone. No text from either Ashley or Marie. You sighed but focused on what Jin was saying. Distracted you didn’t notice the two women sauntering into the restaurant. 

“Y/n! Look at you babe! You really got lucky b. Don’t know how you got such a looker,” Ashley exclaimed.

“Sorry we’re late, a bit of traffic on the way,” Marie explained before turning to Jin, “Oh, hey, you must be Jin. I’m Marie,” she said with a wink. You swallowed, feeling slightly uncomfortable with her flirting but Marie was always like this with guys so you shook your head and ushered them to sit down.

Jin began speaking with the two friends, kindly asking them a bit about themselves. You chimed in occasionally but for the most part were ignored. Jin tried to bring you in several times but Marie and Ashley seemed to have forgotten your existence. You nibbled on your food a little then noticed a firm grip on your thigh. 

“Y/n and I have to run and be somewhere but thank you for meeting with us, maybe next time focus on getting to know me as y/n’s boyfriend and not as a single man,” Jin said before grabbing your hand, placing some money on the table and striding out with you. You looked at him with big eyes wondering what had just happened.

“I came to meet your friends not to date them, I’d much rather go on a date with you,” he said, kissing your hand.

Min Yoongi:

Yoongi has very little patience for disrespect especially when it is directed at you, but for a moment he was stunned. He watched as you teared up on the phone with your friend.

“Cara, are you being serious?” you asked gently.

“I am y/n, I can’t believe you think I wouldn’t notice you trying to slip your way into my boyfriend’s life,” she said bitterly.

“I would never do that! He came onto me and I told him off, that’s why I called you,” you exclaimed.

“He told me you would try and feed me that lie and honestly? I am not surprised. You’ve always been such a slut!” she yelled. Your eyes stung as you fought back tears of frustration. Yoongi, tired of hearing the lies, snatched your phone from your hand and spoke slowly.

“Cara, I am sure you’re aware y/n is in a very happy relationship with me and so would want nothing with your scum boyfriend and after the stuff you just said, you can rest assured she wants nothing to do with you either. You can take your ugly attitude, look in the mirror and see why your beloved boyfriend would want someone that isn't you,” then he hung up the phone. He jumped at the feeling of the tight grip of your arms around him but slowly embraced you tightly. No one disrespected you.

Jung Hoseok:

You and Hoseok were dancing at the club with a few of yours and his friends. It had been a while since Hobi had taken a break and so you rushed at the chance to have him relax and have a good night with good people and good vibes… mostly. 

You turned to Hoseok and whispered in his ear that you were going to grab a glass of water and be right back. He nodded and released his arms from your waist and watched you walk to the bar. He continued swaying to the beat of the music but kept a close eye on you, in case anyone tried anything. He didn’t, however keep an eye out for himself. He startled when he felt two hands slide up his chest. He tensed and noticed you still at the bar talking to one of your friends.

He looked at the hands and gripped them tightly, pulling them off. He spun on his heel and met the eyes of one of your other close friends. He had never liked her. She always seemed to try to one up you. He pushed her back gently and told her to stop whatever nonsense she was trying.

“I could be so much better to you, Hoseok,” she whispered with hooded eyes. He rolled his eyes and was about speak up when he heard shriek. He looked and saw you standing over her with a now half empty glass.

“I suggest you walk away my boyfriend before I show you how well I can treat you tonight,” you said slowly, sending her a harsh glare. She spluttered and stormed off. You turned to Hobi and placed a firm kiss on his lips.

“Just letting everyone know you are very happily taken,” you told him. He laughed at you and kissed you again. 

Kim Namjoon:

Namjoon walked into the house as quickly as he could, balancing some takeout food, cake and a present for you. He had arrived earlier from tour in time for your birthday and wanted to set up something cute for you along with his surprise return. He knew you were supposed to be out with some of your friends for your special day and would only be back in an hour or so which gave him ample time to set up. 

He placed all the goodies on your dining room table and then headed towards your room to grab some fairy lights from your closet. He halted when he noticed a figure under the bed sheets shaking slightly. His heart broke as he heard a sharp shuddering breath followed by some sniffles. He immediately lurched forward and grabbed the blankets off of you.

He squeezed you in his arms and held you tightly. You sobbed harder in his arms from sadness but also the shock of having him back. 

“Joonie what are you doing back?” you asked shakily. 

He sighed, “I couldn’t miss my beautiful baby’s birthday could I?” and then squeezed you tighter. You let him hold you for a while before pulling away.

“I’m sorry you found me like this, my supposed friends stood me up and with you gone it was a lot,” you told him. He sighed again and rocked you gently.

“Well then it’s a good thing I came back early so I could treat you,” he said and then lifted you onto your feet, “I got you a bit of stuff so let’s go celebrate.”

Park Jimin:

Any other day, you were willing to allow your friends to slip up because all humans make mistakes but today of all days? You were beyond hurt. Your girlfriends had intentionally left you out of plans to hang out under the illusion that they were all busy and thus couldn’t spend girls’ night with you. You had to find out from social media that they weren’t all that busy but merely didn’t want to spend time with you.

You knew that they weren’t the best of friends but you never expected such a cruel thing from them. You decided to head to the studio where your boyfriend was practicing some dance moves for their comeback. You knew he wouldn’t mind you stopping by and keeping him company. You were sure he hadn’t eaten either so you packed a bag with food and drinks and then went on your way. 

Jimin was sweating up a storm as he continued running through choreos and ensuring each move was done immaculately. He was trying to focus but his mind kept wandering to whether you were okay. He knew your friends wouldn’t ensure you were safe if you went out, too selfish for that but he trusted you when you said you’d be okay. Shaking his head he tried to refocus, pausing when he noticed your figure leaned against the door with a bag. 

You threw him a towel and walked through the room to place your bag down and peck his cheek. He looked at you and raised his brow. You knew he knew what had happened so you nodded your head with an eye roll and sat down on the floor unpacking your bag and setting the food and drinks up. You felt Jimin wrap his arms around your waist as he sat down with you between his legs. He peppered kisses on your neck and whispered sweet nothings on your neck. You smiled and sunk into his arms. Much better than girls’ night.

Kim Taehyung:

Taehyung is not an idiot. He’s very intelligent and quite intuitive. He knows a fake person when he sees one and can almost always guess what they want. He got that gut feeling the minute he met your supposed to be best friend. He could sense the insincerity from miles away but tried to resist his want to frown out of respect to you. If Taehyung could have dragged you away from her and deleted her from your life he would have but he resisted. 

He sat down next to you in the business car and was about to ask if you wanted a drink from the mini fridge before your friend who was next to said fridge told you to get her a drink as she couldn’t because her head hurt. Taehyung gritted his teeth, placing a hand on your chest and choosing to grab it himself before shoving it into her hands. He then grabbed two more drinks for himself and you to sip. He opened yours and handed it to you. You looked at him with a soft smile and thanked him. Your friend scoffed before batting her eyes at Taehyung and asking him to open hers. He had had it with her since before the event had started and now as they headed to the after party he was debating how long he would last before kicking her out of the car. 

You turned towards your friend after noticing Tae’s jaw clenching. “Sasha, you can’t keep treating Tae like he’s your butler or myself for that matter. I have tolerated it for years and seeing you treat Taehyung like this has really shown me how selfish you are. He invited us out to a fancy event and treated us to vip treatment and you can’t even thank him? When we get to this party you need to figure out how you’re getting home because it isn’t with us,” you said firmly. You turned back to Taehyung who was smirking at you and placed your hand on his leg and continued speaking to him as if your ex-friend wasn’t right there.

Jeon Jungkook:

The gym might be one of the most intimidating places to be with someone as fit as your boyfriend Jungkook but after having worked out with him for the past few months you could easily the difference and could almost keep up with him in some exercises (planks and burpees were not one of them) and rival him in others. 

You had then encouraged one of your highschool friends to join a workout with you and Jungkook as it would also allow them to get back into shape like you had both been in high school. You rolled out your mat and began a few stretches to wake up your muscles and loosen them before going to do a quick jog on the treadmill. Your friend joined you on the treadmills andbegun running. 

You noticed she kept speeding up her machine when you would increase yours but you ignored that. What you couldn’t ignore was the snide comments she was making about your weight and overall fitness. You had been working so hard and though you weren’t back to your high school body you were healthy, happy and in good shape. You tried to tune her out and focus on your almost completed jog but as she continued you seemed to have flashbacks to high school where you were depriving your body of food and overworking just to maintain the ideal body for your sport. 

Tears stung your eyes as you pushed your body harder. Jungkook had noticed your expression drop but couldn't quite hear what was being said. He didn’t need to though. He knew this friend of yours had a habit of making you feel bad about yourself as if you were still a weak highschooler not the strong and beautiful woman you are now. He waited for you to step of the treadmill before lifting you off the ground into his arms and spinning you around. You giggled and placed a kiss on his neck before placing your feet on the ground. You didn’t notice the glare he sent to your friend over your shoulder as he wrapped an arm around your waist and walked you towards the weights. 

“How did I get such a beautiful and strong girlfriend, jagi?” he asked gently. You smiled, feeling your cheeks tingle and shook your head, kissing him briefly and then pulling him to the machines.

[abused-sides]

Way to Please

Read part one first, read on Ao3 

Trigger warnings: Emotional abuse, gaslighting, being called selfish, ableism, familial abuse, panic attacks, touch-starved Logan, food mention 

A/N: This is a commission! Another thanks to @darkle-elkrad​!! :D More info at the end 

Disclaimer: J. is NOT Janus, he’s an unsympathetic OC.

Read on Ao3

Logan pushed the knob on his fidget cube in slow circles. It was a simple toy, all black, and usually hidden in his pocket. He currently had it pressed between his thigh and the car door. His stomach was knotted and he stared out the window almost obsessively, counting every mile they got closer to his new school. 

“You messing with that toy again?” 

Logan looked at J. He shoved it in his pocket. “Sorry.” 

“‘S fine. People are gonna make fun of you for being a baby, though.” 

Logan’s face heated up. “I told you I won’t use it in front of other people.” 

They pulled into the college’s parking lot. Logan’s small life was packed up neatly in the backseat. J. turned the car off and sighed. 

“You sure you don’t need help moving in?” J. gave him a look. “You know how you can get.” 

Logan nodded once. “I know. But I can control that. I can move in myself, don’t worry.” 

hesitated, then sighed again. “Alright. Get out, then. Call me tonight.” 

“Yeah. Love you.” 

“Mhm.” 

Logan stacked up his three boxes and started towards his dorm. Luckily, J. had taken a few weeks off his own education and brought Logan down for a tour last week, so he knew exactly where he was going. He managed all the way to his room and fumbled for the key card in his wallet. 

He nearly dropped his boxes, and his heart leapt into his throat. He caught them just fine, but the panic remained, fizzling slowly like water down a stopped drain. His fingers itched for his cube. He ignored it, and got the door open just before the anxiety peaked. 

One half of the room was already claimed, half unpacked suitcases sprawled over the bed and wardrobe, so Logan dumped his stuff on the second bed. He immediately righted the boxes and tossed some fallen items back inside. He glanced over his shoulder. 

He was alone. 

He shoved his hand in his pocket and found the side with the buttons, mashing them down before flipping it to switch. He click-click-clacked it a few times as the tension slipped from his chest. 

He took a second to look around the room. His roommate’s life was coated in black and purple. Band tees stuck out of the half clothes drawer, notebook upon notebook littering his bed. He had a purple and black plaid quilt tossed over a gray weighted blanket. An expensive laptop sat freely on the desk. 

“...oh, come on, you are such an asshole.” The door opened and closed, and a boy with purple hair came inside, holding a phone to his ear with his arms full of sodas and candy. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fuck you, too. Sure. Later. Love you.” 

Logan blinked. 

The boy dumped his food on his bed and shoved his phone in his pocket. He raised an eyebrow. “Uh, hi.” 

Logan nodded. “Was that a… girlfriend?” 

“Nah, my brother.” He turned back to line his drinks on the shared desk. “I’m Virgil.” 

“Logan.” He hesitated, then turned to his own bed, pulling out neatly rolled up clothes. 

“I hope you don’t mind that I already picked my side.” Virgil grabbed another armful of clothes and went over to the wardrobe, punching down the fabric until he could layer more inside. 

Logan couldn’t help but say, “You could fit more if you folded them.” 

Virgil snorted. “There’s three other drawers. I’ll be fine.” 

“Right.” His face flushed. “Sorry.” 

Logan hung his clothes in the closet. They unpacked silently. Logan occasionally tapped his pocket, just to make sure his cube was still there. 

Virgil sat at the edge of his bed and held out his hand. “Let me see your class schedule?” 

Logan startled, then fumbled for his backpack. “Right— Uh, sorry, one second.” 

He found it while Virgil watched with raised eyebrows. He handed it over. Virgil hummed, gray eyes trailing over the paper. He really was striking. He was loud in a way Logan never wanted to be, but Virgil didn’t seem upset by it. It was all clearly a choice, from the way he dressed to how he styled his hair. He lounged on his bed, taking up all the space without taking his combat boots off first, chewing on his nails— likely while the nail polish was chipped. 

Nail polish. His middle fingers were painted black, the rest a strong purple. How did he have the confidence to wear nail polish? If Logan tried that, J. would make fun of him until he cried. 

“We have some Gen-Eds together,” Virgil mused. “And an art class. How long have you been drawing?” 

Logan swallowed and sat on his bed. It was clear Virgil wasn’t handing the schedule back any time soon. “Not long. I just picked it up last year, actually. It sounded, I don’t know, relaxing.” 

Virgil grinned and glanced at him. “It’s frustrating, isn’t it?” 

“It’s… hard. Harder than I expected.” 

“Can I see?” 

Logan hesitated. He reached for the box with his sketchbook, but Virgil held his hand up. 

“It’s okay. No need to look so panicked.” He chuckled. “I’ll just look later. I was going to go look around campus, make sure I know where all my classes are. Wanna come with? We can check the Gen-Eds.” 

Logan really didn’t want to— he knew where his classes were, and he planned on finding good spots for his stuff —but he nodded and stood. He glanced at Virgil’s bed, where he laid on top of all of his stuff. A few things crumpled and crunched as he rolled onto his feet. 

“Cool.” He grabbed a Monster off the desk and popped it open. “Let’s go.” 

Virgil wasn’t actually as loud as he looked. He had the confidence down, and he teased Logan quite a bit, but he was very… calm. Logan would never admit it out loud, but he was jealous. He could never be that sure of himself. 

After finding their Gen-Eds, they agreed to stick together to find their other classes as well. Logan admitted to having already visited his— Virgil laughed —so they set off to find Virgil’s. 

Once they got to the last class on the list, Virgil stopped. “Shit,” he whispered. “Oh, shit.” 

Logan frowned. “What is it?” 

The wind blew through Virgil’s bangs, revealing wide, anxiety-filled eyes. The courtyard was mostly empty, the occasional student passing by a couple dozen feet away. 

“They put me in the wrong class.” Virgil pushed his hair back and drew in a shaky breath. “We agreed I’d be in the morning class, I— I can’t make this one, I don’t know— fuck.” 

“Hey.” Logan took a small step closer. “Hey, it’s okay. We can just go talk to someone, right?” 

Virgil shook his head quickly. His breathing was speeding up. “No, are you kidding? They’re probably so busy, this is stupid. I just— fuck, I’ll have to make it work.” 

“Virgil, no.” Logan laughed weakly. “No, come on, we can fix this. Breathe, right?” 

“‘Breathe—’ Right, fuck, I’m not… I’m not breathing.” 

Logan held his hands out, and Virgil scrambled to take them. Logan held them tight. “Uh, just follow my breathing.” 

Logan helped him right himself, a few tears slipping out from Virgil’s eyes, but he mostly got himself back together pretty fast. 

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” Virgil gave Logan their schedules and pushed his sweaty palms down his pants. He wiped his face. “Sorry, that was… stupid.” He fiddled with the zipper on his hoodie. 

“No, it wasn’t. I… uh, here.” Logan hesitated, then found his fidget cube and pressed it into Virgil’s hand. 

Virgil looked at it in surprise. His fingers naturally found the side with the buttons, click-click-clicking. “Oh. Thanks. I had one of these last year but I lost it.” 

Logan blinked. “Really?” 

“Yeah. I’ll give it back though, don’t worry.” 

“Let’s go talk to the registrar. We can tell them your schedule is conflicting.” 

Virgil stared at the cube. He flicked the dial a few times, listening to the light crank as it snapped back. “Are you sure?” He mumbled. 

Logan forced a smile against his nerves. “Of course. Better to do it now then wait until it’s worse.” 

“That’s true. Okay.” He laughed weakly and straightened his shirt out. “Right, you’re right. Sorry about this.” 

“It’s fine,” Logan promised. 

Logan walked with him down to the registrar's office and it ended up being an easy fix. Virgil walked out while rolling his eyes. 

“I can’t believe that gave me a panic attack. Shit, I’ve had panic attacks over some dumb things, but… wow.” 

Logan laughed. “It’s a… big day. Don’t worry about it. I, uh… I had a couple today, too.” 

“Well, panic attacks make me hungry. Do you want to go grab something to eat?” 

Logan nodded. “Sure.” 

They stopped outside their dorm building. Virgil texted for a moment, then said, “I have a car we can borrow. Come on.” 

They found a silver truck in the Junior’s parking lot. Virgil pulled the keys out of his pocket. “It’s my brother’s,” he said. “I’ve got a spare key.” 

“Your brother sounds cool.” Logan climbed into the passenger side. 

It was a very tall truck. His face heated up as he struggled a little to get inside. 

“He’s an asshole,” Virgil laughed. “What do you want to eat?” 

“Uh—” Logan’s mind blanked. “Um… I don’t— I don’t know, what do you want?” 

Virgil raised an eyebrow. “Um… Okay, well, I know a Chinese place close by that’s good. We can grab one to bring back?” 

Logan nodded and relaxed into his seat. “Yeah. That’s good.” 

Virgil pulled out of the parking lot. They took their food to go, Logan managing to find a kosher option fairly easily, and ate while flipping through Netflix. They found a show they’d both been wanting to watch and got stuck on it easily. They ended up watching the entire first season, only stopping to break open Virgil’s collection of snacks.  

Logan went to bed that night, later than he ever had, feeling better than he ever had. 

xxx 

“Hey, I’m going to see my brother. Want to come?” 

Logan looked up from his homework in surprise. “Um… sure?” 

Virgil had been acting weird lately. He invited him to go somewhere or do something every day. If Logan showed the slightest bit of hesitation, he backed off, but there he was again the next day. If Logan did hesitate, Virgil wouldn’t let him go back on it. Logan didn’t understand it. 

He’d also started acting more nervous around Logan. Less sure of himself. Logan worried he did something. But if he did, there’s no way Virgil would want him to meet his brother, would he? 

He settled his homework neatly back inside his binder and checked a few things off his planner before grabbing his phone and wallet. He followed Virgil outside, where the streetlights glowed warmly against the dark sky, and across the courtyard. The Junior dorm buildings looked identical to the Freshmen’s, only a bit bigger. Inside, their lobby was much more taken care of, and looked more like a gameroom than anything. Groups of students sat with decks of cards, at vending machines, at pool tables. Instead of heading up to the dorms, Virgil led Logan to a small group of kids settled in bean bag chairs. 

A boy with striking similarities to Virgil— all angles and bones, the same gray eyes —sat with another boy, covered in freckles, settled in his lap. 

“Hey, Jan. Hey, Patton.” Virgil placed a light hand on Logan’s shoulder. The touch burned through his shirt, and Logan nearly sucked in a breath. “This is Logan, he’s my roommate.” 

“Wow, you’re getting along with your roommate?” Janus asked in surprise. “I guess I owe Patton ten bucks.” 

“You do not!” Patton rolled his eyes with a smile. “We did not make a bet, Virgil. He’s doing his thing.” 

“I know,” Virgil laughed. 

He pulled the last free bean bag chair towards them and yanked Logan down with him. Their sides pressed together, the bag molding them against each other, Logan couldn’t breathe. He managed to settle himself on the edge of the chair. His side was cold as ice, his heart racing. Virgil gave him a weird look before shoving it off and looking back to Janus. 

Logan thought briefly when the last time he had a hug was. Surely not that long ago, right? Parents hugged their children all the time. But he couldn’t quite recall. If he’d been hugged recently, would he still have the strong urge to reach out and feel Virgil’s hair? To take his hand and trace Virgil’s fingers? To feel Virgil’s palm against his face? 

Logan’s face flushed. Stop acting creepy. 

“What are we playing?” Virgil asked. 

Virgil helped him through the card game. It became obvious towards the third round that Janus was cheating, mostly because Patton scolded him loud enough for everyone to hear. 

“Wait, he’s been cheating?” Virgil threw his cards down dramatically. “You bitch!” 

Janus laughed as Virgil kicked the cards at him. Logan tensed. 

“Stop fighting!” Patton sighed, but he was smiling. Why was he smiling? He batted his eyelashes at Janus. “Baby, buy me a snack?” 

Janus picked Patton up, stood, then tossed Patton into the bean bag chair. He squealed. 

“Don’t use that voice on me.” Janus leaned down and kissed him softly. “Totally unfair.” 

“Oh, is it?” 

They mumbled together for a moment between kisses. Logan was certain his face had never been so red. Virgil picked up a card and flung it at them. 

“Gross! I don’t want to see my brother make out with anyone!” 

Janus snorted as he pulled away and found his wallet. “That’s just because you’ve never made out with anyone.” 

Virgil’s ears turned red. “That’s not true! Gah!” 

Janus left to the vending machine, and Patton relaxed into the chair with a wide grin. “So Logan, what are you studying?” 

“Physics,” he mumbled. “Are you two okay?” 

Virgil looked at him in surprise. “Me and Janus?” 

Logan nodded. 

“Uh, yeah? Why?” 

“You guys were fighting?” 

Patton giggled while Virgil raised an eyebrow. “We weren’t fighting, we were joking. You don’t have brothers?” 

“No, I have one. He’s two years older than me.” 

“Alright… what’s his name? Maybe Janus knows him.” 

“He doesn’t go to this school.” Logan found his fidget cube in his pocket and rolled his thumb around the metal ball. “He’s at a college in our hometown.” 

“You moved away for college?” Patton asked in surprise. 

“What’s going on?” Janus dropped into Patton’s lap and pressed several packets of gummies into his palm with a kiss to his cheek. 

“Logan went to college out of state to get away from his brother,” Virgil said. 

Logan’s eyes widened. “That’s not true!” 

Virgil bumped their shoulders together. 

“If Virgil tried going to college out of state without a good reason, I’d kill him.” Janus pulled Patton closer. “Seriously. I’d be worried out of my mind.” 

“You don’t…” Logan hated to confirm Virgil’s suspicion, but he couldn’t stop himself from asking, “you don’t need, like, a break?” 

Everyone stared at him. 

“No,” Janus said flatly. “No, I actually love my brother.” 

“Gross,” Virgil mumbled, but his ears were red again. 

“I love my brother,” Logan insisted. 

“Oh, we don’t doubt that.” 

“I just— I don’t know. You guys were fighting yesterday morning, too.” 

Virgil stared at him in confusion, until it clicked. He laughed. “You mean when I was on the phone? Lo, he called me a coffee gremlin so I told him to fuck off. It wasn’t a fight. We were just messing with each other.” 

Heat steadily climbed up Logan’s neck. He closed his hand around his cube until it hurt. He wanted to curl in on himself, escape the conversation, and never see any of them again. 

“What the hell does your brother call you?” Janus asked. 

“It’s not a big deal,” Logan said weakly. “We’re just— we’re not as close as you, I guess.” 

“Logan, it’s okay,” Patton said softly, face pinched with worry. “You can talk about it. No one’s here to judge you, we’re not trying to force you to be grateful for your family or anything.” 

Janus squeezed Patton’s shoulder. “Yeah, we know about shitty families, if that’s what this is.”

“And that’s the vibe I’m getting,” Virgil added. “The shit Janus calls me doesn’t bother me. I tell him if he says something fucked up. What does your brother do?” 

“I— I don’t know, I don’t know.” Logan pushed his sweaty palms against his jeans. “He just… gets mad sometimes. You know?”

“No,” Virgil said flatly. “What does he do when he’s mad?” 

“He just… gets mad.” Logan’s voice trembled. He didn’t know how to get out of this. He made a big deal out of it, something that so clearly wasn’t a big deal, and now he was just stuck. “I guess he, I don’t know, he calls me selfish sometimes.” 

“Like when?” Patton asked. He’d leaned forward, hands clasped between his knees, brows knitted. 

Logan stuttered through a few stories off the top of his head. He’d tried to tell them in a casual way, insist that it wasn’t a big deal and he was fine, but everyone was so… concerned. Virgil’s fists clenched around his hoodie, Janus’ eyes narrowed. Logan ducked his head. He was shaking. 

He scrambled to his feet. “I’m sorry, I think I— I think I need to go.” 

“Logan,” Virgil sighed. “We can stop talking about it, but come on. You can’t like the way he treats you.” 

“Does it matter?” 

Everyone paused. Logan pressed a hand to his forehead. 

“No,” Janus’ voice dripped with sarcasm, “of course not. People can just do whatever they want to you with no consequences.” He waved his hand. “Who cares, right?” 

Logan froze up. His muscles were pulled taut, eyes squeezed shut, his body wilting like a dead flower. 

“Janus,” Patton scolded. 

He sighed. “Sorry. Look, of course it matters. Come on, sit down. Everything is fine.” 

Logan didn’t believe that. But he sat anyway. He answered their questions. He explained everything as honestly as he could. 

Part of him wanted to defend J., to insist that it really wasn’t that bad and J. loved him. But Logan wasn’t sure if J. did love him. He’d heard how Virgil talked about Janus, and there wasn’t a doubt in Logan’s mind that J. would never talk about him that way. He’d seen how Janus looked at Virgil, sometimes angry but usually in a protective way. It wasn’t like anything Logan had seen from J. 

Hearing them throw around the words ‘abusive,’ ‘manipulative,’ and even ‘gaslighting,’ was hard. Logan jammed the joystick on his fidget cube around so much he almost broke it, bouncing his leg up and down, eventually having to get up and pace. He kept waiting for the snapping, for everyone to tell him how annoying he was being and that he needed to sit and be quiet. They didn’t. 

It was almost uncomfortable. 

The conversation eventually moved— Logan was simultaneously relieved and disappointed —but everyone looked at him different after that. Before Virgil and Logan went back to their room, Patton offered a hug. Logan hesitated, and was about to step into Patton’s arms, when Virgil grabbed his shoulder— just long enough to make him pause. 

“You don’t have to say yes,” he said flatly. 

Patton’s eyes widened. “Oh, gosh! Right! Of course not. Sorry, Logan.”

Logan cleared his throat. “It’s okay.” 

On the walk back, Virgil said, “We’re going to have to work on that.” 

Logan shoved his hands in his pockets. With Fall kicking in full force, it was freezing outside at night, their breath coming out as fog. 

“Work on what?” He mumbled. His body was heavy, eyes lidded. 

“Your whole people pleaser bullshit. You don’t have to say yes to everything. It’s okay to not want to do something.” 

Logan swallowed. He shrugged. 

Virgil stepped in front of Logan and crossed his arms. “We need to set some boundaries, or else I can’t be friends with you. I’m not going to hurt you because you won’t communicate. I won’t be like J.” Virgil stared for a moment, eyes swiping over Logan’s face. His eyes softened. “I won’t be mad. You’re just going to have to trust me on that.” 

“I don’t…” Logan’s heart thumped in his ears. He pressed his thumb against the buttons of his cube. “I don’t really… I don’t know how to handle being touched.” 

Virgil’s eyebrows raised. “Oh? I mean, okay. So don’t touch you, then?” 

“Maybe, just… I don’t know, not that often?” Logan bounced on the balls of his feet. The cold had wormed its way into his bones, and he felt like if he didn’t move he’d either go crazy or freeze to death. 

“Come on, let’s get inside.” Virgil nodded towards the door. 

They didn’t talk until they were settled into their beds and the lights were off. 

“Thanks for telling me,” Virgil said. “I’ll talk to the others, too. You can always reach out if you want.” 

Logan’s eyes watered. He was grateful for the dark. “Yeah,” he whispered. 

“Goodnight, Lo.” 

“Goodnight, Virgil.” 

xxx 

Virgil and Logan laid on their stomachs, on the floor. Notebooks and textbooks were spread out in front of them, covered in highlighter and pen. 

It was a few months after Logan had confessed about J., and a few things were becoming apparent. 1) Virgil was not giving up on him. Neither were Janus or Patton. 

2) J. probably, almost definitely, did not love Logan. 

Every day it was becoming more and more clear. 

Logan had never been treated the way Virgil and his friends treated him. Sometimes they argued, sometimes Logan was so frustrated and confused he wanted to cry, but they never made him feel like he wasn’t important. Every fight was important. And for the first time, he was able to move on from them. Even when things weren’t quite resolved, even when there was still more to talk about— that didn’t stop Virgil from inviting him out to dinner, from joining him to study, for putting on a bad horror movie. 

“Alright,” Virgil sighed, pushing the textbook away and burying his face in his arms. His voice came out muffled, “if I look at American History anymore I’m going to die. What next?”

“Uh…” Logan cleared his throat and looked at their stack of remaining textbooks. 

Semester finals were coming up in the next month and Logan was severely behind in Calculus. 

“I don’t— I don’t know, what do you want to do next?” 

Virgil picked his head up sluggishly. He blinked at Logan for a second, hair mussed, wrinkles under his eyes. He grabbed their stack of textbooks and dragged it closer. 

He hummed as he looked through it, then pulled the Calculus and Economics textbooks. He shoved the others away. “Which one?” 

“Um…”

“Come on, I’m good with either. Which one?” 

Logan hesitated, then pushed away the Economics book. 

“Cool.” Virgil flipped the textbook open. “Come on, I want to get this done.” 

Logan flushed. He scrambled to find his notebook and flashcards, struggling to focus. A sturdy feeling of control settled over Logan’s bones, something he didn’t think he’d ever felt before. 

xxx 

“Almost ready to go?”

“Uh, yeah, just let me—” 

Logan yanked the blanket down his bed, then pushed aside his pillow. He relaxed and snatched his fidget cube, shoving it in his pocket. 

“Okay.” He straightened up. “I’m ready. Let’s go.” 

They left their dorm and headed downstairs. They’d planned to meet Janus and Patton in the parking lot so they could all go to this arcade nearby. Janus had jokingly (jokingly?) called it a double date. 

“Yeah, there’s this zombie game you’d really like,” Virgil rambled as they stepped outside. He immediately tensed against the cold and stepped closer to Logan. Logan shuffled against him, their shared body heat negligible. 

The parking lot appeared ahead and Logan stopped. 

“Lo?” Virgil frowned. “What’s up?” 

got out of his car and grinned as his eyes landed on Logan. He waved. 

“Um…” Shit. “I— I don’t know, uh—” 

“Logan!” 

Virgil looked over his shoulder as J. headed towards them. His face darkened. “Is that J.?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Hey!” J. stopped in front of them and grinned. “Surprise. Come on, let’s go grab dinner. Who’s this?” 

“Virgil.” Logan stepped closer. “My roommate, remember?” 

“Oh, yeah. Well anyway, let’s go.”

“Actually,” Virgil said in annoyance, “we had plans. Maybe you can call ahead next time.” 

quirked an eyebrow. Logan’s blood ran cold as J.’s eyes narrowed. “You’ll have to reschedule. He’s my little brother, I’m sure you can find someone else to drag along.” 

Virgil scoffed and glanced back at Logan, then stopped. “You’re not really considering this, are you?” 

Logan looked between them, helpless. He was terrified of upsetting either of them, but there was no way to please both of them. 

“I— I don’t know. J., we had plans,” he said quietly. 

“You can reschedule.” J. grabbed Logan’s arm and pulled him closer. “I haven’t seen you in forever, don’t be selfish.” 

“You don’t have to do what he wants,” Virgil insisted. His eyes were on J., face scrunched in a glower. 

“What’s up with you?” J. asked in frustration. “You’re acting like it’s a crime to take my little brother to dinner. Just lay off, will you?” 

He stormed away, dragging Logan behind him. Virgil huffed. His footsteps echoed away. 

Please don’t be mad. 

Logan forced himself through dinner. The entire night crawled by, full of passive aggressive comments and insults Logan had forgotten how much he hated. He didn’t understand why J. came all the way down here just to ridicule him. Couldn’t he do that over text like he usually did? Didn’t he catch on to why Logan stopped answering? 

After J. drove him back to campus, way after nightfall, he grabbed Logan’s arm before he could escape. “We need to talk.” 

Logan shoved his hand in his pocket. He flicked the switch, over and over, click-click-click— 

“Will you stop playing with that fuckin’ toy? I’m being serious.”

“It calms me down,” Logan mumbled, pulling his hand out. “Sorry.” 

“I don’t like Virgil,” he said flatly. “I don’t like how he treats you and honestly he’s fucking rude. You’ve been pulling away. Mom and Dad haven’t heard from you in months. I haven’t heard from you in longer. That’s not fair to us just because you have this new friend.” 

Logan stared. What the hell was he supposed to say? I like how Virgil treats me a whole fuckton more than you do. He couldn’t say that. Even if he wanted to, which he wasn’t sure he did. 

“I’ll talk to him about it,” he lied. 

“Talk to—” J. barked a laugh, “no, ask for a new roommate. I don’t want you talking to him at all anymore, okay?” 

Logan swallowed. “He’s my best friend.” 

“That’s a problem. He’s not good for you.” 

He pulled on the door handle a few times. “Can I go? I get it, I’m sorry.” 

“You clearly don’t get it. If you did—”

Logan pulled on the handle a few more times as J. droned on. His body was lighter, his head foggy. He could see himself tugging, tugging, could watch J. getting angrier and barely made out his mouth forming the words ‘stop with the fucking door.’ 

Then he was outside. 

peeled out of the parking lot, tired squeaking over the pavement, and Logan hurried to his dorm. 

Virgil paused the T.V. as Logan got inside. He panted, chest heaving. Did he run? He didn’t remember. 

“Logan?” Virgil stood. “Hey, what’s going on? What’d he do? Did he say something?” He hurried over. 

Logan stumbled through the story. Virgil’s glare deepened with each word, and every time Logan tried to make it better, Virgil just got angrier. 

“Stop apologizing,” he snapped. “Come here, you need to sit down.” 

He held out his hand, and Logan hesitated, before taking it. As Virgil led him to the bed, Logan focused on the texture— soft and cold. The pad of Virgil’s thumb was pressed against Logan’s palm. He craved more and he wanted to rip his hand away. 

Virgil sat Logan down, then took his back back and knelt down. “Where’s your cube?”

Logan shook his head. 

Virgil glared. “Did he take it?” 

“No! I just— I don’t need it.” 

“You clearly do. Come on, have I ever made fun of you for that?” 

Logan hesitated, then fumbled to get it out. Click-click-click. Click-clack-click-click. 

“Come on, follow my breathing. It’s okay. We’re going to figure this out. You don’t need him. It’s alright.”

Virgil slowly got Logan back in his body. His breathing became his again, and he was reminded of where he was. He gripped the covers, rubbing his fingers over the plush. 

“I’m sorry,” he managed. He still panted a little, his head light. 

“Sit here. I’m gonna grab some water.” 

Virgil came back and sat next to him. He handed Logan the water, who gulped it down. He hadn’t realized how thirsty he was. Virgil took the glass back, their fingers brushing, and set it on the desk. 

“I don’t think you should talk to him anymore.” 

Logan flinched. 

“I know. I know it’s confusing. It’s your decision. If you want to stay in contact with him for a little longer, I’m not going to hold that against you.”

Logan looked up in surprise. “What? But you want—”

“It’s not my life. I think he’s an asshole and I don’t think he deserves you, but I’m not going to make choices for you. Not these.” 

Logan’s eyes watered. He looked away. 

Virgil sighed. “You don’t have to do that. I won’t make fun of you.” 

He buried his face in his hands as his body shook. 

Virgil cleared his throat. “Usually when Patton cries, he wants hugs, I don’t… um… what do you need?” 

“What?” Logan’s voice cracked, and Virgil repeated himself. “A blanket?” 

Virgil reached around and pulled the blanket around Logan’s shoulders. He whispered “One second,” and rushed over to his bed. He dragged his weighted blanket over and settled that around Logan’s shoulders, too. 

Logan got his tears out while Virgil refilled his water. He took it with clammy hands, wiping his nose. “Thank you,” he mumbled. 

“You should get some sleep.” 

Logan nodded. He started to take off the weighted blanket, but Virgil held his hand up. “It’s alright. Keep it tonight.” 

Logan hesitated. “Are you sure?” 

“Wouldn’t say it if I wasn’t.” 

He swallowed. “Thank you. I— thank you.” 

Virgil smiled awkwardly. “Get some sleep.” 

Logan settled into bed as Virgil turned the lights off. He brought the weighted blanket up to his nose, eyelids fluttering closed. It smelled like Virgil. It was warm. 

Logan was safe. 

xxx 

Over the rest of the school year, Logan slowly worked at cutting off his parents and J. Virgil helped him, even through the hiccups. There was a moment Logan thought he could fix things, that he and J. could reconcile— then J. gaslit him and Logan almost switched colleges. Virgil made it clear what J. was doing, and Logan hadn’t spoken to J. since. 

The two eventually agreed to get an apartment together after college. Logan got a part time job to keep his mind busy, and he barely had any free time between that and the studying, but he spent most of it with Virgil. 

“And how satisfied were you with your roommate this year?” The registrar asked as Logan sat in the oversized armchair. 

“Um, he was good. I liked my roommate.” 

“Would you like to continue rooming with him next year?” 

She barely finished speaking before Logan blurted out a ‘yes.’ She laughed and noted it down. Logan met Virgil outside afterwards, and they headed towards the Junior parking lot. 

“You said yes to rooming next year, right?” Virgil asked. 

Logan nodded. “Yeah. You?” 

“Nah, didn’t feel like it.” He smiled. “‘Course I did. You can’t get rid of me.” 

Logan laughed. “What do you want to eat?” 

“I think I’m gonna force Janus to buy me a pizza.” 

He wrinkled his nose. 

Virgil snorted. “What, you don’t want pizza?” 

“That pizzeria you like is disgusting.” 

“You’re disgusting.” 

“Come on, we eat there too much. Can’t we get something else?” 

Virgil pretended to think about it for a moment, before rolling his eyes. “Yeah, whatever. You can pick this time. I’ll tell Janus and Patton to deal with it.” 

Logan grinned. They made it to the parking lot and piled into Janus’ truck. Logan told them what they were eating for dinner, and as Janus headed that way, Virgil nudged Logan with his elbow. 

“I’m proud of you,” he murmured. 

Patton had turned the radio on. Pop music blared through the speakers, but Logan could hear perfectly with Virgil’s mouth close to his ear. Not enough to touch. Just close. 

Logan flushed. “For what?” 

“You’ve come a long way this year.” 

“But I still—”

“Shh. Not focusing on that right now. I’m proud of you.”

Logan’s stomach filled with butterflies. Virgil pulled away with a grin, then yelled something at Janus, who flicked him off. 

Logan settled back with a smile. 

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Welp, I loved your the last response to my ask, so here goes again! You’re totally welcome to ignore or hold off if you’re exhausted or not in the mood... but chenford prompt #2:

“You don't even know me, it's only a feeling

You gotta believe me

Darling, I'm just saying, there ain't no shame in

Admitting you're lonely.”

- “Pieces” by Declan J. Donovan

Thank you, I’m glad you guys are liking these! I’ve gotten a swarm of requests but they’ve been super fun to write for so I’m definitely not complaining lol. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one, I went for one of my favourite tropes!

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Lucy knows better than to cross professional boundaries. 

At least she thinks she does until one night when she has to go on an overnight stakeout with Tim. 

In a hotel. 

Normally they just wait for the suspect out in their designated undercover car, drinking coffee to stay awake and alert. But there aren’t any good vantage points from a safe distance and the deal is going down in the hotel anyway, at a time during the weekend that they aren’t yet sure of. It’s an important meeting from some hotshot criminal named Miles Lerner, allegedly happening at the hotel, so Grey sends them there overnight to take pictures and gather intel first during their stakeout before making the bust. 

They arrive at the hotel late into the night, check in under false names, make sure they’re in their plain clothes. The receptionist seems disinterested, hardly looking up from her computer as she asks, “Would you like to book a room?” 

“Yes, please,” Lucy starts but Tim taps her on the shoulder and draws her attention to the hotel room that their suspect is walking into. He gives her a look, which she picks up on and asks in an innocent tone, “Do you possibly have a room down that hallway? I like to stay close to the vending machines, we never pack enough food.” She pats Tim’s shoulder and Tim goes with it. If they’re going to keep their cover, they might as well make it believable. 

“Yeah… babe,” he stutters. He looks nervous as he wraps his arm around her waist and puts on a smile that looks way too forced. Lucy finds it kind of adorable, has to actively stop herself from picturing their life together as a married couple. 

It’s not that she wants to. She doesn’t have feelings for Tim. At least, she doesn’t think she does. But Emmett had broken up with her mere weeks ago and Tim had been there to comfort her. The only logical explanation is that she feels emotional and lonely after a breakup and Tim was the first person she’s seen. She chalks it up to that, tries to brush off whatever residual feelings she thinks might be there, and smiles back at the hotel receptionist. 

“That can be arranged.” The receptionist types into her computer, squints at the screen and then passes them a set of room key cards. “There you go. Your room will be right down that hall, first one on the left.” 

“Thank you,” Lucy smiles. She and Tim make their way to their room, luckily right across from their suspect’s room. 

Tim fidgets with the key, the door only unlocking after the third try. They walk in and throughout all of the beautiful things about the room, the big window, the clean sheets, the cute vintage pictures on the wall, Lucy and Tim’s eyes are both drawn to the one thing they can’t ignore. 

The one bed sitting in the middle of their room. 

“Shit,” Tim curses, “You didn’t think to mention that we needed two beds?” 

“Well, it was a little hard to concentrate with your hand around my waist. How is this even my fault? You were there too, you know.” she whacks his chest with the back of her hand, dropping her bags on the table in their room.

“Okay. Well… I can take the couch then.” 

“No no, I should take it,” she argues sympathetically. “I’m shorter, I have an actual chance of fitting on the couch.” 

“Okay, if you insist,” he caves in after a while. He puts his own bags on the bed, unpacks the duffle bag with their work gear. His phone starts ringing, so he takes the call. Lucy doesn’t know who it is but figures it’s Grey from the fact that Tim uses his professional voice as he works his way through a series of the regular “yes, I understand” and “got it” and “okay, thanks”. He hangs up after a few minutes, turns to Lucy who’s waiting in anticipation. 

“So?” 

“That was Grey,” he explains. “He says there’s new intel saying the drop isn’t happening until tomorrow morning but we have a good view of their room from here so he’s not pulling us out. We can relax for now, get some sleep. Tomorrow’s going to be busy.” 

Lucy nods, looking around the room nervously. Tim goes into the bathroom first to change, and then Lucy goes after him. It’s weird, seeing each other in such casual clothing. Lucy’s pyjamas consist solely of an oversized graphic tee of Jimin from BTS and a pair of shorts that are much shorter than what is considered professional. Tim tosses her one of the blankets from the bed and she spreads it out on the couch, slithering into it as she settles into the couch that has now become her bed. 

“This guy we’re after, Lerner. He’s married, has a wife and kids. You think they know that he’s a major drug dealer?” She asks him from her couch, stares up at the ceiling as he gets into his own bed. 

“I doubt he brings his shady business back home with him but I’m sure his wife suspects something. We tried bringing her in for questioning years ago without telling her why but that just scared this guy off. Went off the radar for months.” 

“Still, it must be nice to have someone worried for you, wondering if you’re going to be there when you get home…” She drifts off, thinks of how nice it would be. Of how much she misses that, how much she wants to find the one. 

“You’re really taking this breakup with Emmett to heart, aren’t you?” He sits up in his bed momentarily, rolls over and props himself up with his elbow to face her while looking at her sympathetically. “Listen, Chen, he didn’t deserve you. You’re… you’re good. And smart. And if he doesn’t see that, then you’re better off without him.” 

“Thanks,” she replies shyly. “It’s not about Emmett, really. I just… Dating is fun, sure. But I want the one, you know? That guy who you feel so lucky just to wake up next to. The smiling like an idiot and the fun banter and the exciting stuff. I want the whole package, you know? It just gets… lonely, sometimes.” She’s still staring up at the ceiling and so is he now, the two of them sitting in silence. “Whatever. It’s just stupid pipe dream,” she brushes it off with a weak laugh, “We should get some sleep.” 

He opens his mouth to say something but shuts it again. “Goodnight, Lucy,” he settles on eventually, his voice low and raspy, soothing to her soul. 

“Goodnight,” she replies in almost a whisper. The word feels so intimate, so sensitive coming out of her lips. And it does while coming out of his mouth well. She doesn’t know what to think of these feelings stirring in her stomach, so she turns the lamp next to the couch and the whole room goes dark as she rests her head against the pillows of the couch. 

An hour later, Lucy’s still awake, and just. 

The pillows are really hard. 

It’s very noticeable, combined with the weird, grainy texture of the fabric and the tacky tassels dangling in her face. She tries to fall asleep, tries to ignore all of the factors contributing to her discomfort. But then, she’s glancing over subtly at Tim’s bed, and just. Ok. She’s not the type of person to be bold and make a move. And that’s not what she’s doing here at all. But it’s a really, really uncomfortable couch, and she just wants to get some shuteye. “Tim? Are you awake?” She whispers quietly in case he isn’t. 

“... Yes,” he mumbles back in the dark. “I can’t fall asleep. Lucy sits up on the couch, sees him staring at the ceiling as he talks and then moving his gaze to her. 

“Me neither,” she replies. Silence falls over the room again. After a moment, Lucy gets up off the couch, tiptoes her way to the bed and leans over the side of the bed that Tim isn’t occupying. 

It’s just a bed, she tells herself. Figures it’s for professional purposes, that she needs sleep to perform at her best. She knows she’s lying to herself, but at this point, she’s too tired and, quite frankly, too lonely to care. 

Tim turns on his side, faces her now and watches her with confusion as she crawls into the bed. “Lucy—”

“Just… shut up, okay?” She pulls the blankets over her, turns on her side so that her back is facing Tim. She leaves a big gap between them, making sure to just focus on getting a good night’s sleep. 

“Okay,” he whispers. Then, as if he purposely tries to put a wrench in Lucy’s plans, Tim closes the gap between them and wraps an arm around her side from behind her. His head is snuggled into the crook of her neck, his breathing slow and steady, and just. Lucy doesn’t even know if she’s breathing, has to remind herself to inhale and exhale. Her heart’s racing fast just from his touch. 

Maybe it’s that she’s lonely. Maybe she’s just that she’s sleep-deprived and out of her mind. She doesn’t know. But as Lucy feels his breathing on her neck and shoulders, melts under his tight, steady embrace, she feels more with him than she had with Emmett, or with Nolan, or with any other guy, really. 

She learns that falling asleep is a lot easier when you’re wrapping up in Tim Bradford’s arms.

[lovelytiger6791]

Day 1

Dear Diary,

  I've finally moved to Bridgewood, North Dakota, it's really cold here. I tried making friends today while helping my parents unpack the moving truck. She looked around my age but seemed a little older. Her short blonde hair and light blue eyes nearly matching with her blue-eyed white husky as they walked by. I attempted my salutation as she strolls past, but she didn't answer me nor look at me as if I was thin air. A bit hurt, I turned to continue to bring the boxes in, for me, I understood that making friends would be difficult.

     As hard as the realization seemed, I just couldn't help but wonder what this North Dakota School was going to be like. I prayed that everyone would be nice, back in Ohio, it was awfully warm, but it has its seasons of snow and sleet. However not too many nice people resigned there, I was bullied by everyone. From popular girls pranking me, and jocks spitting on me, I hate Jason, Ohio(Made up town btw)! That's why I'm glad I moved away from all that turmoil.

   I moved in the midst of the school year, which meant I'd be put into new classes to help me catch up with the rest of the students here. I hope to God that this school year goes by as quickly and smoothly as possible, and just maybe let me have at least one good companion.

  I'm a junior in high school, I'm 17yrs old. My name is Amianna Brooklyn. Thanks for listening to my thoughts, I appreciate it.

Bye now~

   Closing my diary, I set my ink pen in the medium-sized gray cup of pencils on my desk. I leaned back in my swivel chair, letting the fuzzy white throw blanket envelop me in it's a warm embrace. Sighing, I continued to think deeply about what might happen in this new school, every possibility in fact. Loud clanking noises reached my ears from downstairs, bringing me back to my surroundings. With that, I walked out of my box filled room and downstairs into the kitchen. My parents unpacked boxes full of dishes and silverware, contently putting them away. They didn't notice me walk in neither even hear me until I cleared my throat. "Oh! Ami you startled me, what are you doing hun?" Mom says holding some plates close to her chest as she tried to catch her startled breath.

   I shrugged and went towards a box; opening it. I start to help put dishes away, "How do you like your new home, pretty neat huh?" Dad says in a cheerful tone, "It's nice but cold" I answer silently. I took some cups from a box next to her and gave her a questioning gaze. she looked up at me with a blank face before pointing to the cupboard on her right side. I nod as I start my route around all the empty boxes towards the cupboards.

"You know Ami, you've been awfully quiet since we got out the car. " Mom says as she helps me put the cups away. I shrugged "I just don't feel like talking, just a lot of stuff on my mind I guess." I responded, pausing to look at her. "Well, a little conversation wouldn't hurt once in a while," she says understandingly.

I nod, "I know"

We finished putting all the boxed items away and started to pile the empty boxes outside on the curb for the garbage truck. "Finally done," Dad throws his arm over Mom's shoulder. "Yep," she says looking into his spirited hazel eyes.

   I felt relief also seeing all the empty boxes in the trash bin, a cold wind started to blow through my black hair, I shivered. The sharp breeze felt like icy needles as it caressed my bare cheek, a sudden sound, a whimper, seemed to be carried in the short-lived gust. Curiously, I turned my head to the sound, to see something past the trash bins. Across the street, there was a dark, narrow tunnel that leads supposedly into the forest in front of our house. I narrowed my eyes at the pathway and took a step forward, however, I stopped to the sound of my Dad's voice "Let's go inside and order pizza to celebrate our new home" Dad exclaimed as he turns and lead us into the house. "Ami, Are you coming?" Mom says looking back at me, a gentle smile laid on her plump pink lips. For a moment, it felt like I couldn't hear her calls to me, they only sounded strangely distant. An echo, "Ami?". I blinked a couple of times, before veering around to follow her.

  Once we were inside the house I shut the door, locking it. I walk into the living room but paused as a sharp pain hit my left arm and shoulder. I clenched it tightly as I went towards the couch to sit down, waiting for the pain to subside. 'I didn't even make it all the way in the room yet and my arm is already aching, Damn it!' I thought scrunching my nose from the pain. Mom walks in with a smile smeared on her face only to be drained away in a mere second, refilled with grief and uncertainty. "Does it hurt again?" She asks, giving me a hard look. I shook my head, "No, it just aches" I lied looking at the floor. Her tense form faltered as she only nods, knowing the factual answer that floated in the room. She sat down on the couch next to me unsure of what to do. "Do you want an ice pack?" Concern laced in her voice. Ignoring her, I closed my eyes trying not to focus on the pain, taking a deep breath every few moments.

  Dad walks into the room still on the phone, "Yeah, some soda too please," he informs, then looks up from the floor, noticing the atmosphere. He frowns his brows while still on the phone, Mom stares at him, her brown eyes full of sorrow. His eyes glide towards me as he nods, and turns back into the kitchen, continuing to order. "Sprite is fine, " he mumbled.

She turns to me, "I know, this move wasn't the best idea, but this move gives you another chance to make friends." She takes a slid closer to me, "Real friends, Okay?" she says giving me a side hug gently not to hurt my arm, I nod.

"Mom I know, but it's just that what if these kids are just as mean, like the ones back home. What if I get bullied and threatened again" I tell her as my eyes started to burn, overwhelmed with a variety of emotions. "They won't and if they do, I'll start bringing out the lawsuits," she warns, a crucial expression engraved on her face.

    Meeting her gaze, catching a glimpse of the intense glow of determination drifting freely in her brown orbs. Get up from the couch still holding my arm gently and walked towards the stairs, "Hey," I turned to look at mom, who was looking at whoever was talking. I looked to where she was looking and there stood Dad in the kitchen doorway leaning against the door frame with a puzzled look. "What happened?" He asked looking between her and me. "Nothing," I muttered continuing upstairs. He peers at Mom, still puzzled, "I'll explain later," is all she says before I'm all the way upstairs out of earshot.

   I walk into my now non-box filled room and laid out on the plush gray and white bed set, I stared at the ceiling fan as it spun in slow circles. I sighed, as the pain in my upper arm and shoulder finally diminished. Turning on my side left, I stared blankly at my bookshelf full of novels and diaries that I've gone through, through the years. I stared at the titles of each book, from tragedy to mystery to romance. "Maybe I should write some more in my diary" I suggest to myself out loud as I get up from the bed. I walked to my brass brown desk in the corner of the room near the window and sat down, grabbing my pen from the cup and click it. Opening my book, the first thing I see in all of my diaries is my signature. I stared at it before taking a deep breath and turned the pages until I found where I had left off.

I looked at the empty page and began to write my thoughts down as they flowed into my hand and on to the paper.

Dear Diary,

  I'm worried. I'm worried that I'll be bullied again, that I'll be hurt. That I'll be stuck in the same situation as when I was in Ohio, diary. I'm scared, I'm shaking, I think I'm gonna be sick. You remember what happened that time right? About my arm and shoulder? Don't you?! Why won't you answer me! PLEASE HELP ME!!!

  My breathing hastened as I wrote vigorously on the paper. My grasp on the pen growing more painful by the minute.

   Diary, when will you realize that I need you to listen to me!! I'm stressed out diary, I need a break or I'm gonna brea-

SNAP!

   I gasp as the fine point pen snaps on the paper leaving an ink trail coming out of the pen. Blankly I dazed off, looking at the wall in front of me.

  "Ami pizza's here!" Dad yells suddenly making me flinch. Causing my pen to fall, making a dime-sized puddle appear on to the redwood floor. I take heavyweight breaths, looking at my paper to see the long zig-zag ink line going down the paper, I looked at my hands as they shook. I shakily sighed and grabbed the broken ink pen off the floor and threw it away; got an old wet rag and cleaned the ink up. "Ami?" Mom calls. "Coming!" I yelled back, tossing the rag to the trash and stand. I stumble a bit, dismay still lingering in my body.

  I stared at the floor as I walked down the steps, turning into the kitchen. The aroma from the pizzas seemed to snatch control from me as my feet guide me to the 3 large boxes that sat on the kitchen counter, Mom and Dad sat at the table eating and smiling at one and knowingly. They peeked at me, their face changed more and more as they observed me, "Ami, you alright? You look pale," Dad says standing up quickly and walking to my side, laying a hand in the middle of my back.

"I-I'm fine, don't worry about it, " voice quivering as I pass, with 3 slices of each kind on my plate. He watches me walk past him before sending an undecipherable towards Mom. She looks back at him and shrugs, I sit down in the middle of them and begin to eat my pizza in silence. They stole glances at me every once in a while before Dad came to the table and sit down next to me, across from mom.

  "What's really wrong Ami?" Dad implores looking at me with concerned shrouding his face, I take another bite of pizza, staying silent. "Damn it, Ami!" Dad bursts out slamming his hands on the table, Mom jumped startled by the sudden action. "Lu?!" Mom says addressing him cautiously, Dad looks at her and scrunches his nose. "What?! She never opens up all she do-" Dad then pauses, realization hitting him. "You know what?" Dad mutters before whisking to the stairs, Mom watches him in confusion as he leaves.

'I knew where he was heading, to go look at my diary, I really have nothing to hide, so he can read all he wants. He'll just make it more arduous on himself to read it though, ignorance is always bliss' I thought as I finished the last bite of my second slice and moved on to my third.

   Minutes went by until he finally came back downstairs, Mom gazed up at him. Seeing his face full of bewilderment and seriousness made her tense, "Lu? What happened?" Mom carefully interrogates, she watches his expression with confusion and worry orifices as comes more into the kitchen. He bends down, whispering in her ear. She nods and walks out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

   I just continued to eat like nothing was happening, Dad came to the table and sat across from me this time. He was silent for a good 10mins as if he was materializing his thoughts, I don't blame him. What I wrote in that diary is some deep stuff so it was actually on him to read it anyway. Yes, I barely open up, but I guess its trauma from the dilemmas I was pertained to. He soon finally broke the tense silence, "I'm sorry for my outburst earlier Ami," his voice oddly broad as if trying not to crack, caught my attention. His hazel eyes downward to the table, yet they grew dark as he went on. "I just get so frustrated when you don't explain what's on your mind instead of telling us face to face like you used to do. I read your diary and I just want to ask, why do you feel this way?.." he asks intertwining his fingers together, "Feel what way?" I questioned back looking up at him. "Ami, we can't get to the problem if you keep yourself closed off, we need to know the problem in order to solve it," he says softly.

"I don't want to talk about it" I plainly say as I continue to eat, "Ami, I'm serious," he tells me a bit louder, "I am too, you read it didn't you? So you should know what the deal is! Telling you guys my problems face to face was the old me, months ago Dad. I'm about to turn 18! I'm going to be an adult, I have to learn now how to take care of my own problems. For years you guys never even wanted to help with my problems until that very day! What's the use of changing? Now stop worrying about me all the time, it's just annoying!" I yelled, standing and taking my last slice with me to my room. Dad sat at the kitchen table stunned, I made my way upstairs while Mom made her way down. Her eyes glazing as she catches my gaze trying to stop me, but I shoved past her.

"Ami, please" Mom calls to me, her voice straining, "I don't want to hear it, mom," I announced, walking into my room before slamming the door. I plopped down at my desk with my pizza, a sigh escapes my lips as I take another bite of my pizza. I looked around my new room, just trying to ease my mind. I look at the pictures hanging on my wall, pictures of past family members, and old memories from when I was little. On my desk was our entire family photo of where we had a huge family reunion, I stared at it seeing me in the middle in my smiling Mom's arms as an infant, just a couple of months old. Dad with his arm around her waist as everyone encircles them with exhilaration.

   I smiled a bit seeing my tiny baby smile, I was adorable. So innocent, yet I ripened into become such a miserable teen. I frowned at the thought, 'Why me? I prayed all the time for those kids to stop bullying me, why wasn't it answered?' I thought as I took a bite of my pizza. "I need some air," I said mid-chew as I got up and go towards my window.

I pull the string to the blinds down lifting them and opened the windows, letting the frigid air smack in the face. I flinched, but as the cold wind kept blowing into my room I started to lean into it. Closing my eyes for a moment, then opened them back up feeling more calmer. I looked around my new neighborhood from the window, seeing the long sidewalk stretch from one side to the other. Old dirt-covered snow was scattered on everyone's lawn from weeks prior to our arrival, the seasons we're in the midst of change, Spring was coming. Eventually, my gaze finally landed right back on that forest tunnel I saw earlier today.

It was directly across the street, a dark entranceway, seemingly untouched by anyone of that matter, I stared at it. "What is in there?" I said to myself audibly, I stared for another minute.

"Weird" I whispered to myself as I walked away from the window and back to my pizza. I picked up the cold slice and sat back down in my chair, I recollect the event that just briefly transpired. I yelled at Dad and almost knocked Mom down the stairs. At how life was going for me, it sometimes felt as if I wasn't supposed to be born, like if I hadn't been born then some of our relatives would still be alive and those kids wouldn't be able to bully me, almost to death.

   I felt my heart skip at the thought, my eyes sizzled as tears began to form, but I held them back.

"Maybe, I shouldn't go to school" I suggested as I took the last bite of pizza I had. I rose from my seat and walked to my door, I opened it and ran into someone. The sauce of my pizza smeared on to my face, I grunted from the impact and back up only to see my Dad's serious face. I glared at him. "I don't want to go to school," I stated quietly. He paused,  "You have to, I can't change that, be social, you'll make it," he told me with a forceful tone in his voice. He was still boiling over from earlier, "And if I can't?" I asked him, crossing my arms, "Try harder" he says plainly.

I scoffed, "Obviously, I did that but did it work the first time I tried?" I said as my eyes stung again, looking up at him and frowning. "Ami, I know your school life isn't the best when it comes to friends, but your education is another story. That's something you need more than friends to make it in life" he told me, I rolled my eyes. He sighed "Either way you're still going to school, there's no way of getting out of it," He says putting a hand on my shoulder, I shrugged him off and sharply glared.

   "So, are you ready to tell me what's going on with my teenage daughter?" He says as he puts his hands in his pocket awkwardly; I stared at his hazel eyes. Then looked away, walking back into my room, "I'm on my period" I lied and slammed the door in his face. I leaned against my door sliding down, I hear Dad sigh on the other side as his footsteps lead away from the door and downstairs.

   I sat on the floor for a while, I used my pizza napkin to finally wipe away the sauce that covered me. I toss the wasted half-eaten slice in the trash before I went to my bed, crossing my legs on the headboard. I sighed scratching the back of my head in frustration, I grabbed my phone from my bed stand and opened old text messages from fake friends and bullies who somehow got my phone information even after being deleted. I went through them reading each text, my eyes singed thinking of how they all treated me. My arm ached as memories of what they all did to me flowed back in, it was the worst; the final thing they ever did that drove us to move away from there.

11months ago

   I walked down the hallway with my books in my hands, backpack hanging from my left shoulder. I kept checking my surroundings, seeing if the coast was clear for me to keep walking or for a signal to run. I'm so stupid to be walking out here by myself, but I didn't have anyone to walk with. All the students were against me, I never knew what I ever did to deserve such vile treatment from every single student here, from rumors to actions that took place. In the middle of my thoughts, I was tripped, my books fell out of my hands and all over the marble floor. I grunted, making contact with the hard ground, "Haha she fell what a clumsy Lil bitch" a familiar cheeky voice declared, I turned over from my stomach to look at whose voice it belonged to. Low and behold, there stood that same black haired girl with piercing bright blue eyes and another girl who was blonde and had light brown eyes. 'Raven and Robin' their names came to mind, the supposed princesses of the school, and the ringleaders of my worst possible nightmare. They laughed at me, while I started collecting my books and standing up to sped walk away. Ignoring them.

   "Hey! Where are you going the party is just getting started?" Raven said pushing me against a locker, I grunt through clenched teeth on impact as the knob of the locker drilled into my side, Robin slapped my books out my arms and whistled. My heart plummeted to my stomach, eight other students began coming out of classrooms and janitor closets, even the bathrooms. Devilishly painted smirks on each their faces, "We heard you were moving away from us, pet" Raven cooed with a childish smile, "Yes, across the states, and away from you, far away from all of you" I yelled hoping to get a teacher's attention from one of the classrooms, "Awe how pathetic, she wants to be brave for the first time, but you know we won't be that far away for long once you move," Robin says chuckling, I looked away from them and looked around us. Other students with smirks on their faces surrounded us. "So we all prepared a temporary goodbye gift for you, "

     "Go to hell!" I hissed as I spit on her face, Robin flinched as it landed on her cheek, and rubbed it away before glaring back into my eyes.

   Her face twisting into a disgusting smile, causing my heart pounded in my chest as if trying to escape, Raven's blue eyes bore into me from behind Robin. Everyone moved in closer as Robin slams me on the floor like it was nothing, not a second later punches and kicks flew at me in all directions. Kicks landing into my stomach,  the back of my head, my chest, I could only gasp as I puked immediately after feeling a punch connect with my jaw sending my head into someone's awaiting kick. I cried out as someone stomped on my ankle repeatedly, they all laughed continuing on. Abruptly, I was forcefully picked up until I was standing, I whimpered as my right ankle buckled under me. I felt weak as I strain to open my less puffy eye, with blurry vision I saw an open locker next to me. Blood spilled from my busted lip as I coughed, Robin moved my limp body to the locker and stuck my arm broken inside, my head drooped forward as my energy seemed to evaporate. "Do it, James! Do it until her ugly ass arm falls off!" James smirked, "With pleasure, sweetness" his raspy voice seemed to hum. James was the captain of the football team. One of the biggest guys in this school, and with her declaration he drew the locker door as far as it could go and slammed the locker repeatedly on my arm making a loud crunching cacophony become audible to everyone's ears. I screamed in agony as tears fell down my bruised cheeks, I gazed at everyone's faces. They were all laughing in approval, except one.

   Raven stood the farthest away, even after getting a few hits in herself, she looked disgusted at what this all turned into, her expression was hopeless as she faked her laugh. Her eyes held her apology, she knew this was too far. Yet she didn't stop it, she couldn't. Her eyes seemed to glass over as I gasped, taking a few more punches from Robin to the stomach. Simultaneously, they were interrupted by a teacher's voice, "Hey! What are ya'll doing there?!" He shouted with an intensely strict tone, "Run! It's coach Gilèbin!" One of the guys yelled before taking off. I collapsed as Robin let me go after James slammed my arm one more time before running with the rest of the students leaving me there to bleed out on the floor, "We'll find you!!". It was the last thing I heard from Robin before they were far away, their laughs and giggles following them. Coach ran to me and shook his head. "Pitiful, these students are terrible," he mumbled in his thick Russian accent and ran after the other students.

   I shakily rolled on my stomach, coughing, adding more blood to the puddle from my almost torn off broken arm. My textbooks soaked in my blood and vomit, the pages seeming to drink it turning red themselves. Blood dripped from the grey locker, creating a dripping sound on to the flood. I tried to speak out, but it only came out as a wheezing whisper ending in another blood-filled cough. I reached my hand out desperately, terrified of the possibility of dying in this wretched school. My body protested as the last bit of stamina I carried oozed out of me, my head dropped to the cold ground, my vision began to fail me as my breathing became shallow. On the opposite side of the hallway, the echoing sound of keys and walky-talkies could be heard, distant voices coming my way. They spoke with authority, others in pessimism as they looked on to the bloody scene, "Policemen" was the last thing I thought of before I finally blackout.

    I woke up, dazed. I was in a hospital bed, my parents next to the bed looking at each other with horrendous expressions. I grunted trying to speak, evoking pain to shoot through me before I could to do so again. I scrunched my nose swallowing dryly, but that small sound caught Mom's awareness of my consciousness. She started to silently sob as she stood up and held my right hand in her's, Dad had a sad look on his face as he looked over my bruised and beaten body. Wait a minute, why is it so quiet? Mom is a loud cryer why is she s- I soon realized that I couldn't hear them, I couldn't hear the machines running. A couple of nurses walked by the room laughing, I couldn't hear them. My eyes widened as I moved my gaze to between the two of them, Mom looked at me confused as she wiped her face. She seemed to be mouthing a "What's wrong?", I went to talk again, but my mom shook her head at my endeavor. I paused thinking before bracing for the pain as I moved my good arm, it was sore but surprisingly painless. I pointed to my ear shaking my head a little, their expressions switched from worried to terrified and angered. Dad said something to mom before getting up from his seat.

    He left the room as mom grabbed her phone calling someone as mom was back sobbing to herself, Dad appears with a doctor and a nurse. The doctor stared at me as Dad crossed his arms in anger, he seemed to be almost yelling at the man. The nurse then stood in front of him as he took a step closer to him, Mom held his hand as she guided him to sit down. The doctor seemed pretty calm as he grabbed his flashlight pen to check my eyes, by how his mouth moved he tried to talk to me. I just looked at him through my one black eye with a confused face, he looks puzzled telling the nurse something. She departs for a second and was back with a blow horn, his lips then read "Cover your ears" to my parents, they did as they were told when he pressed the button. It was faint, but still nothing. Mom jumped at the sound that I hardly heard, I stared at the doctor blankly, he nods and starts talking to my parents for a while. He then leaves and another nurse comes back with a small container of medicine, she explains something my parents and quickly leaves, the doctor then comes back with a whiteboard and wrote on it "Are you hungry? " I nodded, the nurse next to him places a bed table in front of me. She sets down a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a ham sandwich with a small can of soda next to it. The doctor erased his writing and wrote something else, then showed it to me "From scale 1 to 10 how much are you still hurting?" I raised an eyebrow and tried to move to sit up, the doctor wrote something else on the board as fast as lighting, before I was all the way up."But don't move" It said. I nodded and laid back down, "Can you write it?" He asked I lifted my good arm and grabbed the marker "When it happened, 100,000, but right but it's a sharp 12 now" I wrote, my mom cringed and took the board from me gently. I looked at her confused and let her take it.

  She started writing on the board vigorously, "Oh honey we're so sorry, we were so blind of the happenings in school, we really should have listened to your pleas this morning about those kids bullying you, now look what happened. We're so so sorry" It said. I waved my hand in a shooing motion, her eyes full of remorse as I reached for the board, and hands it over willingly. "You never listen to me anyway so why bother to apologize now, it happened and now they're out there planning to come for me again! They even said they were going to find us when I move," I wrote and showed them all, my parents looked hurt at this. Suddenly my hearing came back and everything was loud, I winced holding my ear as they rung. "Oh looks like her hearing came back by the looks of it," the doctor said taking the medicine back now that I guess I wouldn't be needing it anymore. I held my head and looked at my arm, I moved the blankets off my shoulder. I saw the stitches and wraps covering it, I hoarsely sighed. "Will you be okay?" I heard dad whisper, I shrugged a shoulder not looking at him, neither of them. "When will I get out of here?" I asked the doctor, my voice painfully hoarse as I try to clear my throat, "Friday night" he said in a low tone. I nodded and began eating my food.

  When I got out of that hospital, I barely talked to my parents since then. I never asked for anything from them or even let them talk to me. I never told them my problems ever again because I knew they would probably brush it off like the first time. Why open up when they shut you out, right?

Present

I snapped out of my thoughts as I felt my arm pulsate from the recollection of that locker door, I shook my head clearing my mind and looked at the clock. 8:00 pm, "Time sure is slow here", I said to myself, my eyes then trail to the window, the sun was almost setting. I sighed and got off my bed and went to my chestnut-colored clothes drawer, grabbed some dark blue skinny jeans and a black sweat jacket that said 'Cali' on it in cursive with the view of the California sunset at the beach. I grabbed my black knee boots, slid them on and grabbed my house key from my desk drawer.

   I opened my door and started down the steps, and into the living room where my parents were watching a movie. I walked towards the front door and grabbed the knob, "Where are you going?" Mom asked I didn't answer. "Ami?" Dad called to me, "What the hell do you want?!" I finally screamed, they fell silent. Dad stood and came to me, giving me his best glare, I glared back my dark brown eyes laced with anger and hate bored into him. He sighed closing his eyes, "Where are you heading, Amianna?" he said saying my full name, my eyes widen a bit.

   I haven't heard them call me that in a long time, I never thought I'd hear it again. I looked at the floor feeling defeated, idiotic at that for being this way towards them for so long, I just can't bring my self to forgive just yet. "Amianna?" Dad called softly this time, "I'm getting some fresh air to cool my nerves, I'll be back later tonight," I said stuffing my hands in my sweatshirt pockets. Dad grinned, his eyes sparkled with hope, "Be careful, and thank you for at least explaining yourself " he said with a bit of spirit in his voice, I scrunched my nose a bit "Doesn't mean I'm not upset anymore," I said lowly under my breath, so only he could hear. His eyes widen and his grin disappeared, but his eyes still shimmered with hope, "Right, I know" he said as I opened the door and closed it before he got another word out. I walked down the steps, on to the driveway, and down to the sidewalk. I was going to explore the neighborhood and the streets outside of them.

I walked down the sidewalk in front of my neighbor's houses, no one was outside they were all inside sleeping or whatever.

   I continued towards the entrance of the neighborhood and turned down the road towards a roadside walkway. Only like a few cars were on the road as I walked, I then came to the end of the path seeing the rest of the walkway was only partly covered grass and snow and stopped, I turned around to see how far I went from the neighborhood, it was almost barely in sight. Paranoid I turned back round "I think I should turn back now, I don't want to make this a long way back" I mutter, proceeding back towards the neighborhood.

   I was kind of weary when I made it back to my house, but not really exhausted. I haven't been outside much after the incident, but before I used to walk everywhere. To the store, to school, I even walked home a few times. Ambling up the driveway, I suddenly stopped in front of the house. The wind had picked up again and again, it carried that same sound with it. A tiny whimper, twirling around I looked across the street to where that same dark tunnel was. Where that sound was coming from, I was curious about what was over there. On the other side.

  I gazed back at the house then to the sky, a tingling sensation in my neck told me to go inside, but my legs acted on their own and turned towards the tunnel, I then remembered that I had a small flashlight in one of my sweatshirt pockets. I patted my pockets looking for it, "Found it" I said as I checked to see if the light was working, clicking it on as bright as ever. I started towards the tunnel and walk inside, it felt as though it were barbed on the side, but I kept going. The tunnel was full of leaves and branches, I then shined the light ahead and saw an opening ahead. I moved a bit faster wanting to get out the thorns and when I made it out;

    (Play music for experience😄)



   I stared in awe at everything around me. The trees were tall, the green moss and grass glowed like the moon reflected off the dew that was on them, fireflies flew around me as I looked at them, I smiled as they surrounded the whole area. Moss covered like it was its personal soft blanket, the place was untouched by snow, the wind didn't blow as coldly as on the other side.

  I roamed further into the forest, the fireflies steering me. Mouth gaped, I watched as the green vine above sway. Nightly moon flowers adorning them with their pink and white patterns, releasing their sweet honey-like scent. The sounds of running water became within earshot as I wander, a waterfall, "Just Wow!" I excitedly giggled, kneeling down near the elegantly flowing water. Hibiscus and Lotus flowers floated in the water, their roots clutching desperately to the rocks below. I caught a glimpse of small grayish-silver fish near the surface. The moon's soft glisten bounced off their backs as they touched the surface offensively greeting me, the waterfall sparkled under the moon as it trickles down the mossy rocks. "Well it appears this may be my new hang out spot," I spoke, my voice almost hitched in my throat as I gaze at the surrounding area, "It's so serene, I bet its gorgeous during the day" I breathed, visualizing everything under the evening sun.

  Then a rustling sound startled me, I swirled around quickly standing up. The rustling stops, "Who's there?" I called out, shining my light in the direction of the sound. I paused taking a hesitant step forward, unexpectedly I hear the familiar whining tone. My eyes broadened, cautiously approaching as my mind reels, thinking about the possibilities of what could be in those bushes.

   I stopped again seeing the bush shake once more, with a deep breath I looked in the bushes to find a small puppy shivering and whining, desperately trying to warm up. I breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the puppy, "Aww poor baby" I said as I went to pet it soft tan fur, it squeaked as my fingertips grazed its frigid body. Carefully, I slid my hand under its belly, careful not to scare it and continued pulled it up out from the frost-covered bush, and into my arms.

   "Poor thing where's your mommy at?" I whispered to it, I started observing the pup as he buried his face in my coat. The moon's heavenly soft light The over us like a blank, leaving no region available for a shadow to lurk. The pup started to shiver even more as the brief wind blows across us, lifting its head momentarily showing its canine features. Realization, bafflement, and fear took its tight grasp on me, this was not your typical puppy. It was a wolf cub.

   My eyes dilated, worried I looked around frantically for the mother, yet she nor their hoard was anywhere to be seen, I sighed relieved. My gaze moved back down to his small fuzzy body, I bit my lip. 'Even though its Mom isn't around, I can't just leave it here all alone in the harsh elements, he'll die' I thought, lifting my coat up to reveal my white tank top. I carefully slip the pup inside, where my warmth groped him.

  "There," I softly murmured, "You should eventually feel better,"

    Contently, I caressed the lump in subtle circles, emulating as if I was expecting. In my efforts to calm and warm the pup, I succeeded. After a good ten minutes, the shivers lessened. It presses itself closer into my abdomen as if signing that my body heat gave it solace. Grinning, I carefully walked back to the stream. The moon high overhead adored the forest with its pure light, fireflies encircled me amplifying the beautiful scenery. I sat down on a moss-covered log, listening to the creatures of the night sing their spiritual chorus to the moon.

   I took a breath, my mind drifting off into a state of rumination. I haven't felt like this in what feels like years, exhaling I close my eyes for a second. Only to quickly be brought back to reality as the pup began wiggling in my coat repositioning itself, I hissed occasionally as its claws scrapped my stomach. After what seems like forever it settled down, scratching my head I decided it was time to start heading back. Slowly, I stand with the resting pup in tow, I yawned while walking towards the tunnel, it whimpered at my sudden movement. "It's okay, shhh, It's Okay" I shushed. The pup started to quiet down, evidently falling back into its deep sleep with a little snore, I sighed. "I definitely need to keep this Lil guy quiet when I get inside, I don't want my parents up my ass about this" I mumbled to myself, rolling my eyes at the thought.

  I threw my hood over my head and started into the tunnel, again thorns began poking me as I protected the pup. Finally making it to the other side, I bit the inside of my cheek as I walked back across the street. It was much darker than before I went into the tunnel, the moon wasn't as bright either. The sound of distant cars passing on the main road outside the neighborhood and crickets were the only things present. I slowly walked up the driveway, careful not to disturb the sleeping pup. At the moment, a dark silhouette of a tall man appeared in my right prereferral on the sidewalk, he was looking in my direction. His face was covered by his black hood, but I knew he was matching me. Disturbed and uncomfortable as I was, he starts walking in my direction. As he got closer, nerves began tingling all over my body. My conscience screaming at me to 'Get inside now!' And I listened, discreetly walking a little faster to get to my door.

   His head following my retreating figure as I scurry into the house after I finally unlocked the door, walk in, and shut the door. "Hey, Ami, that was a pretty long stroll you took, see anything interesting around?" Mom called from the dining room as she flipped a page in her book. I froze midstep feeling my heart race, "Was I scared of him?" I question myself silently, turning back to the door to look outside the window next to the door, and to my surprise, no one was out there. 'Maybe he passed by already or probably wasn't even there in the first place ' I thought as I looked around a bit more. "Ami, what's wrong?" Dad asked. Turning to face him, I crossed my arms over the lump in my sweatshirt whilst holding the pup. I was careful not to expose him or crush him. "We might have some creepy neighbors," I said speed walking to the stairs, "What's that you got there?" Mom asked peeking her head up from her book, "Don't worry about it, I got it from the store, my room needs more decor" I lied, She nods. "Okay then," She says, continuing her reading, but Dad wasn't buying it. He narrows his eyes up the stairs as I hurried away, "Decor huh?" he mumbles.

  I closed my bedroom door, locking it with a sigh. I walk over to my window, double-checking for that strange guy. I shrugged, still nowhere in sight. I grabbed my key from my back pocket, set it back into the desk drawer, and shuffled to my bed. Gently, I heaved the pup out of my sweater and on to my bed. As he softly plopped out, he awakened yawning and stared up at me. "Poor thing what were you doing out there by yourself? I hope you weren't abandoned " I whispered softly to the pup as if it understood.

  The pup whined answering me, I turned to get my desk chair, dragging it over to the front of the bed to sit down. I visually investigate the pup with curiosity, its deep brown eyes stared into mine, with the same expression, "You have pretty brown eyes like golden honey in autumn, such a precious little boy" I commented, he stuck his tongue out and started panting with a smile, tail wagging behind him. "I don't know what I was thinking when I decided to bring you here," I twist my coily hair on my finger mindlessly, "Oh, what now? They probably won't let me keep you, you being a wolf cub and all" I said spinning in the chair out of frustration. The pup barked, "Shhhh! They'll hear you, I really don't feel like hearing them yell at me right now, so please be quiet" I pleaded as it licked my hand. He growled as he bit my hand playfully, he still had tiny puppy teeth, I giggled as he rolled on my bed, getting tangled in my sheets. I pounced at him playfully, he darted to the left then right trying to dodge me. Barking again as he catches my hand in triumph, "Shhh!" I said for the second time.

  He turned his head to the side as I shushed him, I smirked and shushed again making him tilt his head to the other side.

   I cooed at his adorableness, "Where are you going to sleep tonight? " I asked myself mostly as I took off my sweat jacket and flung it over to my basket in the corner of the room, I looked at the pup as I straightened up my muddy paw-printed white tank top. His back was turned to me looking the other direction, I raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?" I asked the pup, the pup turned smiling and wagged his tail. I smiled kind of confused. 'Since when did wolves have manners?' I thought, shaking my head. I glanced at the clock, 10:39 pm it read. "I need to take a shower, You need to stay there, and stay out of sight, Okay little man?" I said to the pup, He shook his fur and sneezed. "I'll take that as a 'Yes, ma'am'," I said as I grabbed my shower bag and clothes from the stool in front of my bed, and head out the room.

   I start to undress after making my hair into a medium-length braid and wrapping it around to create a temporary bun. I grab my scented soap and get in the shower let it glide over my soft mocha skin, the scent of lemon, pomegranate, and vanilla rushed into my senses, easing the mind. I glance at my scars, running my fingers across the rippled skin made it tingle. Like a reminder of just how cruel people can be, and just how far they can go just to hurt you. Slanting my head back into the hot water, I uncoil my bun and let the water run through my braided hair and over my face. This way my hair would be wavy in the morning as it dries overnight.

   Stepping out, I dried off and rubbed some lotion on. As I got dressed I heard a bit of commotion coming from my room, anxious I rushed to put my clothes on. I burst out of the bathroom, immediately noticing the cracked open door. I nudged it open, stunned to see the pup playing with Dad, my jaw dropped as my bag did. Dad turned to the sound and smirked at me "Something for your room, huh?" He questions, petting the pup, his brow raised. My gaze bounced from the pup and back to Dad's quizzing expression, the pup continued to pull on Dad's shirt growling and shaking his head like no tomorrow. Dad chuckled as he looked back at the pup and played with him some more. "Where did you find him?" His interrogation beginning, I was about to reply when stops me. "An honest answer," his eyes filled with many warnings when he glances up at me. I huffed in defeat, he knew I would do prevaricate my ass off.

   "I went into the forest across the street and found him in some bushes shivering to death, without me being there in time he would have died," I said as I sat on the bed next to him with the pup in the middle. Dad looks at me with a smile, "I understand, but do you realize he's a wolf cub, his mom could be looking for do along with his pack." Dad told me "I know he's a wolf cub it's obvious by how distinct his characteristics are, but the was no one around when I found him,"  Dad scratches his head in thought, " But I swear to you I will take him back to the forest tomorrow to look for his mother in the morning when it's much warmer. Just let him stay the night" I said as he crossed his arms over his lap where the pup had fallen quickly asleep while we talked. He looks down at the pup and sighs as his little frame laid still, "And if you can't find his mother?" Dad asked looking at me with curious eyes.

  "I'll take full responsibility for taking care of him," I said with a small smile looking at the little pup sleep, Dad smirked watching me in amusement. I glanced at him meeting with his subtle regard to my pleas, I turned away from him embarrassed. I cleared my throat, "Like I said I-I'll take responsibility for him" I repeated. He nods, "I hope you can," He says picking up the pup and handing him to me as he stood up. I blinked rapidly, astounded "Really?! Just like that? No disagreement? No rejection? No anything? " I asked in a confused frenzy.

"Nope, you seem capable," he says and leaves my room, "What about mom?" I called, he paused. "I'll just explain everything you told me to her, simple." He says with a wink and closes the door. I exhaled relieved, but couldn't help the feeling that something was off about his unexcepted ruling. Shrugging it off, I look down at the sleeping pup in my lap. Gently I moved him onto the bed, I get up to grab some extra blankets from my closet and start to make a small soft bed for him at the foot of the mattress to the side, he whines as he's laid down into it comfortably. I crawl to the head of the queen bed and lay out feeling more relaxed than usual. "What a long day," I breathed.

    The bed wobbles a little, I sit up to peek at the now awake pup, assumedly staring out the window ahead. "I thought you were sleeping?" I questioned, he turned to look at me his ears standing proudly on his head. I stared at his little frame curiously, "You want to come up?" I asked as I patted the spot next to me.

  He wags his tail tiredly before getting up and walking to the top of the bed next to me. I chuckled as he did a few circles and laid down, "Well, I assume the blanket bed wasn't good enough for you," He shivered as the night wind blew through the still open window. I get up and closed the window, and walked back to bed. Slipping under the blankets, I looked at the time, 12:00 am. "Don't worry, we'll find your mama tomorrow" I said as I yawned. "I'm sure she's still out there somewhere,"

   As I slowly drifted off into a deep sleep, I notice a dark figure with a black hood sitting in the corner of the room. Mesmerizing silver eyes gleamed from under the hood as the moonlight strikes them intensely. Exhausted, I dismissed it feeling as though my mind was playing tricks on me, and resumed to let myself recede into a hibernate state for the night.

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[crimsonbluemoon]

OhmToonz: I’ll Be Home For Christmas

I’m not sure if I’m going to get all of these done today because I’m probably getting too into this. I know I’ll deff get one more done, but I also wanna get some work done on Chapter 13 for Libahunt so we’ll see what the rest of the night holds. 

So until then, here ya go!

Ohmtoonz: “There’s a storm and omg I’m losing signal are you okay?? hold on let me drive 489432 miles to get you the night before Christmas”

“You’re stuck?” Ryan let out a sigh at the repeat of his words, glancing out the window of the common room of his college dormitory. His feet were buried in his bunny slippers, which had been unpacked from his suitcase. Snow poured down in the darkness, adding to the silence of the empty room. Most of the people in the dormitory had already left for the holiday season, but Ryan had been asked to stay behind as a Resident Assistant. “How the fuck are you stuck on campus on Christmas Eve?!”

“The storm came in earlier than I expected it to, and I can’t get to the train.” The night before had been a cluster in the college, as news of a terrible snowstorm heading their way made people leave early. He’d let the other RAs Momo and Squirrel leave the day before, knowing that both had large families that would be distraught if the freshmen weren’t able to make it back for the holidays. Being a senior meant he had less anxiety over the winter break, having done it plenty of times before. But the winter storm waited for nobody, and the dark clouds had come in much earlier than predicted by the weatherman. By the time Ryan had helped the last student out of the dormitory and done his rounds, the snow was up to his calves, and still coming down. It was pointless to try and trek the mile to the train station, especially when he didn’t even know if they were still running.  

“So you’re going to be stuck there for Christmas?” His best friend’s voice over the phone sounded strained, and Ryan blinked before he snuggled closer to the couch and sighed.

“The school’s sidewalks aren’t going to be their first priority to plow because there’s almost nobody else here. I might be able to get out tomorrow, but I’ll probably just wait until the snow fully stops.”

“You can’t just not come home. We’re supposed to go out to breakfast tomorrow, it’s a tradition!” And Ryan knew it was, no matter how far away from home he currently was. A two-hour drive and that was without the crappy conditions. Yet Ryan had made the trek every time in order to see Luke, the one constant in his life. Friends from school were nice, and the boyfriends he’d tried to date were always a pleasant distraction (from feelings he didn’t wanna talk about), but Luke was the one person that he always knew would be there without question. It’d been like that since there were thirteen and muddy from wrestling by the pond near their street.

It’d been how Luke had stolen his heart. 

“I’m sorry, Toonzy.” He hoped that his softer tone would show how sad he really was over missing the tradition. Christmas was a busy time for Luke, having a lot of friends and family to check in with. Ryan didn’t have that problem, as he’d stopped talking to his own toxic parents three years ago. Christmas morning breakfast was the only time the two carved out just for each other, and his stomach ached at thinking he’d have to miss his favorite part of the season.

“Is this because of last time?” The question came out of nowhere, and Ryan wasn’t sure the context despite flipping it over in his head.

“Last time?”

“When I-” A pause in the conversation was odd for Luke, and Ryan realized it was a technical glitch when fragments of his sentence came in. “--I won’t--just hold--soon.”

“Luke?” But nothing but static hit his ears, making Ryan sigh and end the call. He’d been hoping to convince Toonz to live stream a movie with him so he wouldn’t feel so alone, but it didn’t look like Luke was in a good place with service. Instead, Ryan shuffled his stuff back up to his room, ignoring the quiet that rung in his ears when burrowing under his covers and opening his Netflix to the Marvel movie selections. The bed felt cold despite the comforter, and Ryan wondered if it was more mental than temperature as he tried to focus on the movie playing on his screen. Picking the longest one he could find, Ryan pressed closer to his blankets and hoped that the empty feeling in his stomach would go away soon.

The end of the movie came fast, Ryan letting the attractive men and amazing fighting distract him. By the time Steve Rogers said his final line of failure, Ryan was half asleep, phone lazily clutched in his hand and nearly dropping off the bed. He was sure that sleep would claim him until a sudden vibration in his hand shook his away, Ryan yelping as his motion sent him and his computer crashing into the floor. Panic set in when he checked on his laptop, relieved to see the credits still rolling without a hint of damage. Focusing back on the thing that woke up, Ryan glanced back to the phone, mood lifting when seeing Luke’s name crossing his screen.

“Toonzy, you found service?” He asked, trying to hide his yawn when glancing to his clock. It was close to midnight, and Ryan guessed that Luke had managed to get back home from wherever he had been before. Maybe a party, from how long he was missing? He knew that Luke was spending his Christmas holiday with others. Their neighborhood always had a Christmas Eve party, and Toonz was probably warmed with spiced cider and happy memories of the holiday. The thought burned Ryan more than he wanted to admit. It wasn’t his friend’s fault that he was stranded. He had no right to be jealous, and yet here he was with clenched fists and a wounded heart.  

“I got service about an hour ago, but I didn’t wanna call while I was driving through this shit. Seriously, did mother nature decide all the fucking snow had to come in one night?” That made Ryan laugh, knowing how much Luke hated driving in the snow. It helped ease some of his bitterness away, leaning his back against his bed.

“Now you see why I couldn’t get home.”

“The fuck you can’t.” The statement threw Ryan off, and a weird noise bubbled from his throat loud enough for Luke to chuckle and continue. “Look outside, Ohm.”

“...No way.” Ryan’s feet were moving before he could get the words out, nearly tripping over themselves when they pushed up to the dorm window. His breath fogged up the glass for a moment, but he wiped it away with his sleeve in order to see what Luke was talking about. There, barely visible in the snow, was his best friend. Bundled up in ridiculous amounts of clothing and knitted accessories, yes, but still there.

“Luke, wh-what are you doing? Are you crazy?!” Ryan gasped out, already rushing to grab his shoes. Thankful he wore socks to bed, he jammed his feet into the boots before rushing out of the room, barely catching his friend’s response as he darted down the stairs.

“I wasn’t going to leave you here all alone on Christmas. Seeing you Christmas morning is my favorite part of the whole fucking holiday. Nothing’s cuter than that half-asleep face covered in maple syrup and eggs.” Ryan’s cheeks burned from emotion and exertion as he made it down the final few stairs, sprinting through the common room to get to the locked door at the front of the dormitory. Yanking it open, Ryan froze at Luke’s face peeking out from the scarf, which Toonz yanked out of the way before giving a hesitant smile. “About time you got out here, I was freezing my balls off.”

“It’s just breakfast,” Ryan blurted out, hands already reaching for Luke’s jacket despite not knowing if he wanted to push him back to his car to pull him closer for warmth. “You’ve got...so many family members and friends-”

“Christmas isn’t Christmas without the guy you’re in love with.” Their eyes met after Luke’s declaration, Ohm unable to close his mouth from shock. The roll of Luke’s eyes and huff of white air proved he thought the expression was unnecessary, hands grabbing Ryan’s wrists. “Yeah I know, don’t talk about it-”

“Wa-Wait, what? Don’t...what?” Ryan asked, not sure if he was dreaming. Did Luke just casually toss out that he was in love with Ryan? Sure that this wasn’t real, Ryan watched Luke hide a wince, shoulders slumping in a way that felt nothing like the confident, beautiful man he was used to.

“Last year, after breakfast? The card I gave you with your hoodie?” The words were spoken like Ryan should have had a clue, and he sort of did. Like tradition demanded, the two exchanged presents after breakfast was over, but neither were allowed to open the gift until after they got home. Ryan remembered the gift, his favorite hoodie which was now worn out from how often he wore it, but he had no idea what card his friend was speaking about. Luke didn’t look interested in reading the confusion on his face when he continued. “I got the message pretty clear when you didn’t say a word about it when we saw each other on New Years Eve.”

“Luke, what card?” Ryan forced out, getting to see his friend show confusion for the first time in the conversation.

“The one I put in the box, under the tissue paper.”     

“Luke, I was so happy about the personalized hoodie, I didn’t look in the box for more stuff. I’m pretty sure I just threw everything else away right after so I could wear the hoodie for the rest of the day.” Ryan spoke honestly, his heart racing when seeing Luke’s eyes widen after his response.

“You didn’t see the card.”

“So you drove all this way...”

“It was thrown away.”

“You thought I was avoiding you?” 

“You didn’t even know I-

“Luke, do you love me?” Ryan asked, hands releasing the lapels of his friend’s jacket to cup his cold face. The snow was covering them now, soaking through Ryan’s flimsy shirt and soaking his hair. But none of it mattered when he stared up at Luke, who couldn’t seem to maintain eye contact until Ryan spoke again. “Please, tell me you love me.”

“Of course I love you. Everyone knows it.” Except Ryan, who couldn’t stop his emotions from bubbling through his chest. Eyes blinked back tears of disbelief and joy, Ryan sure his sob of happiness seemed painful when Luke’s face crumbled. “Ohm, don’t cry. It’s fine, I’m not asking for shit I know I can’t have-”

“I love you so much.” 

“...What?” 

“I love you, Luke. I love you!” Ryan’s words felt like a dam releasing, laughing despite the tears falling down his face. Unable to resist the temptation he’d fought back for years, Ryan pushed up to his tiptoes, kissing Luke to prove his words weren’t a mirage. It was a slow burn of a connection, mouths quiet yet needy as they pressed closer together. Hands that hadn’t reached for Ryan now clambered to his waist, pulling him hard into the toned body of Luke. His own thumbs smoothed over Cartoonz’s face, as if committing him to memory while drowning in their kiss. They pulled away slowly, though Luke didn’t go far, brushing his nose against Ryan’s gently before pressing their foreheads together.

“Shit, that felt right.” Luke’s words of awe had Ryan giggling, content to relax in the arms that were circling his body and warming him up.

“Worth the drive?” Ryan asked, feeling the grin against his lips when Luke leaned forward to whisper into the new kiss.

“To bring you home to me? Every fucking time.”

Okay so this was a little bit of fluff and angst but TOTALLY still sweet so don’t yell at me! So as always, like, reblog, and let me know what you think <3

[leswansong]

Marichat May - Kitty Cats & Ballet Shoes

Day Seventeen: Rooftop Save

[ A03 ]

   Marinette stood on the small balcony of her childhood home, she had her gardening gloves on and her fingers buried into one of her many barren plant pots. Finding her own apartment had fallen through and she really couldn’t continue living in Alya’s small apartment even though it had been her home for over a year. Her parents had welcomed her back with open arms but she really wanted somewhere to call her own. Her mother tried to get her settled in by helping her unpack some of her stuff but Marinette had quickly shooed her away, she had retreated to the balcony to try and escape the messy sight bellow.

   Her muscles ached from caring heavy boxes down a flight of stairs and from carrying them back up four flights to her room. The smell of her mother’s cooking slivered up from the kitchen bellow causing her stomach to growl in response and also reminding her that she hadn’t eaten a proper meal in four days.

   She dusted her gloves off to get rid of most of the dirt and slipped them off in exchange for a watering can to water in the seeds she had just planted. Happy with her handy work she put down the watering can and decided that it was time for her to return home, the stars and moon had grown higher and high into the midnight sky hours ago.

   She tossed open her trap door only to hear the familiar sound of Chat’s Baton bouncing off of the rooftops, she smiled and quickly returned to her spot as she scanned the rooftop for him. Light bounced off of the silver metal stick for just a second but it was enough for her, she could see his tall figure bouncing across the rooftops, she called out to him and waved causing him to do a double take.

   She giggled and he circled back around to greet her. He prepared to land on her balcony next to her but once again he misjudged the distance and fell just short of the balustrade. Marinette ran to catch him, he disappeared from her slight but she grabbed hold of something. She looked over to see that she had hold of his wrist and let out a sigh of relief that he hadn’t crashed through the small shelter outside of the bakery bellow.

   “Well…” he said, there was a hint of fear in his voice, “I’m clearly not one hundred percent healed.”

   She giggled, “definitely.”

   She bettered her grip on his wrist before she put all her strength behind hoisting him back up to her balcony.

    “You okay?” she asked when he was standing on the little lip on the other side of the balustrade.

   He nodded, “yeah, I’m…” he was holding on tightly to the small cast iron fence, “I’m fine.”

    “Well why don’t you come over here then,” she invited.

   He nodded but didn’t move.

    “You won’t fall,” she promised, “I’ll catch you again.”

   He nodded again and slowly climbed over the tiny fence.

    “What are you doing out?” she questioned.

   He shrugged, “Needed some air.”

    “Okay then…”

    “Hey… did… did you want to see something?”

   She nodded and he indicated for her to jump up on his back. She knew that she was potentially going to end up injured but she really didn’t care at that point of time.

   He leapt into the cool night air, lights in buildings and closed shops quickly zipped past her, her face stared to grow numb with the constant cold air being thrust into her pale face, she tried to shield her face by hiding behind his broad shoulders but that only did so much, her teeth continued to chatter and she wished she had brought a scarf with her.

    “Hey Princess… We’re here,” he whispered.

He let go of her and her feet gently touched the soft grass floor of the large park. They had only travelled a few minutes but they looked like they were in the centre of a forest all it needed was a few animals and insects running around.

    “How… Where?” she said in disbelief.

    “I found it a few weeks back, it’s amazing isn’t it?”

   Slowly and hesitantly she ventured away from Chat and out into the overgrowth. The flowers that would be in full bloom during the day had closed their petals awaiting for the warm rays of the early morning sun to return, she ran her fingers over the tops of roses as she passed them, she could only picture how it would look when the rays of sunlight beamed through the tall leaf covered trees. She glanced back at Chat, her eyes screamed chase me, she smiled before she started running as fast as she could away from him.

   Her bare feet felt every blade of grass, fallen twig, tree root and rock as she ran, sounds of cheerful laughter that escaped her lips bounced off the massive trees around her, the iron gates that signalled the edge of the park quickly approached her, she turned and Chat’s arm wrapped around her.

    “You really didn’t think this game through,” he teased before setting her back down.

    “Nope,” she said through a giggle.

   He walked away from her and stood underneath the very small opening in the branches above looking up at the sky above. She followed him and laid down on the grass right beside him, her eyes searched the stars above her as the twinkled softly. She never felt more alone in the world when she was look up at the stars, her mind struggled to grasp the reality that so many planets circled those stars and maybe… Just maybe there was life on those many planets.

   Wind weaved its way through the branches, the leaves rustled and she wondered why he had brought her there.

   He beat her to it and started to explain why, “We… I realised that I don’t actually know you that well- Not like- I-” he stuttered, “I don’t know your favourite colour or food or…” his voice trailed off.

   She smiled softly at him, he reached into a bag that he had obviously stashed it there before hand and pulled out several small pillows as well as a few blankets. She settled in for a long night of questioning.

   Marinette walked down the street, it felt strange to be out during the day and not it a four-hour long dance class. Christmas time was the only time she was not required to show up for those types of lessons and every year she found it hard to adjust to her empty schedule.

   Her hands we’re full with bags filled her Christmas shopping for her family and friends. The small heels she was wearing clicked gently with each and every step she took; a smile was softly displayed on her face, she felt the warm rays of the winter sun on the little skin she had not covered up with thick layers of winter clothes. It was the perfect morning until… until it was not.

   She heard the screams first, she looked around confused and then she felt the stone hand wrap around her waist, she dropped the multiple shopping bags in her hands. Mullo squirmed in her top pocket and tried to escape just as much as she did in the creature’s hand. She stared into its cold eyes as she continued to fight, then he lifted her over his head and propelled her forwards, she flew faster than the small cars below. She closed her eyes and memories floated back to her as she counted the seconds until she felt the impact of a brick wall, a roof or the asphalt that made up the roads.

   She felt none of that instead she felt leather, she opened her eyes and looked up, his vibrant green eyes stared down at her. Her arms wrapped themselves tighter around him, she didn’t let go even when they came to a stop.

    “Marinette… I need you to let go.”

   She wanted to ignore him but reluctantly she released him from the tight embrace.

    “Stay safe,” she whispered, she knew that he was going to fight the creature that had grabbed hold of her, there was no use in arguing against him.

   He nodded then leaped back in the direction they had come.

   Her eyes scanned her surroundings, he had dropped her off at home. Mullo hovered beside her, she looked at the Kwami then back at the retreating shape of her partner in crime. She sighed knowing that there was no escaping her current thought process, the mouse smiled when the words calling for a transformation had been said. Her feet carried her towards the echoing screams of terror, everything within her had screamed to turn back and stay where Chat had left her but a small sliver within her told her to continue running.

   She found Chat quickly, he watched from above trying to figure out something. She tried to land silently beside him but her silent approach still needed some work.

   Chat looked unhappy to see her there and wanted to tell her to turn back and leave but doing so would draw the attention of the creature bellow. He grabbed hold of her and pulled her further away from the heart of the fight and to somewhere where he could yell at her for being so stupid.

    “Go home,” he ordered.

   She shook her head, “No,” she replied firmly.

    “Please.”

    “No,” she stood her ground.

   He tried to pick her up and carry her away. She dodged each of his very half-hearted attempts.

    “Mouse…” he pleaded, “please…”

    “No, whatever you are planning I’m helping.”

   He sighed and still pleaded for her to return home but eventually stopped when she proved somewhat helpful in protecting him when the creature threw some chunks of building towards them. They quickly ran from rooftop to rooftop to try and run from the massive pieces of concrete and brick being thrown at them.

    “We need to get off the streets!” she yelled to Chat.

   He nodded and took hold of her hand to pull her towards somewhere. The large stadium came into view and she suddenly understood. Her eyes flickered down to the streets below for half a second, she instantly recognised her best friend peddling along on her new bike. She groaned but ignored the girl, she continued towards the arena.

   Chat grabbed her hand again and indicated for her to jump on his back so they would both make the massive leap across the road below to the arena. She awkwardly clambered his back on and he jumped, her stomach did back flips as they flew over the massive gap, her eyes were drawn downwards and she instantly felt vertigo, one of her hands shot up to her eyes because she couldn’t close her own eyes.

    “Marinette…” he whispered, “we’ve… landed? I guess?”

   The half second that they stood there for Marinette to get off his back was enough for the creature to reach them, she turned and her eyes widened but it was too late, tried to dive out of the way but her legs still met stone. She clung to the roof, her legs dangled over the seats below, she glanced how far it would be to drop down to the floor below and her feeling of vertigo returned.

   Chat jumped down to draw the attention of the monster away from her so she could recover and it worked. The monster followed Chat down to the football pitch bellow while she struggled to pull her entire body back to the safety of the roof. She watched from above as Chat dodged the angry attacks from the creature. She had no idea how she was going to get down to him, there wasn’t any visible way down to him; she frowned and dethatched her tail that also doubled as her weapon.

   Carefully she snuck down off of the roof and headed towards the creature. She wrapped her weapon around its leg and pulled toppling it like a scene straight out of Star Wars.

   Chat returned to her and pulled her out of the firing line, her kept pulling her until they were safely on the other side of the field. She watched in horror as the monster started to stand, her foot edged forwards but Chat stopped her again. She looked at him confused.

    “That’s a person,” he explained through a whisper, “We can’t hurt him.”

   She looked back at the creature and nodded her head. All that meant was not to hurt them too bad.

   She edged forward a little and Chat followed.

    “What do we do?” she asked.

    “Be careful, I’ll figure out where the item is,” He led her back out on the field towards the creature.

   She swallowed her fear and took several quick steps towards the monster. The monster tried to swipe at her but she ducked and jumped over the monster’s predicable attacks; she slowly got braver and braver, in her cockiness she stopped being careful.

   She felt the cold impact of the creature’s fist hitting her ribs, the air in her lungs suddenly disappeared, she was flying through the air, the creature quickly got smaller and as she was sent into the upper seating of the stadium. Her back met the plastic chairs, she groaned and rolled off of the now crumpled seats, Chat tried to fight but he was just as successful as she was and he soon when flying into the stands just a few feet below her. She clutched her side, her eyes watered from the pain and her hands were slick with her own blood, she looked back to where she had been laying, a medium sized pool of red sat in her place.

   She tried to quell the fear that started to rise within her only to replace it with anger, she turned to the stone monster, who knows how many people were hurt when it appeared, human nature dictated that if she didn’t stop it then whatever military body that got to it first would and if what Chat had said was true then an innocent person was going to be… She wasn’t going to let that happen, she picked up her weapon and stumbled towards the stairs that led down to the lower stands.

   Through her slowly closing eyes she hobbled towards Chat, she whispered a small plan to him and even though he too was tried he agreed.

   She approached the creature and it picked her up in its free hand. Chat attacked the creature and she let sleep take her for she didn’t have any strength left to fight it anymore, she trusted that he would be able to follow through with her plan; all he had to do was get the stone monster to drop whatever it had clutched tightly in its right hand.

   She groaned at the sudden drop, she watched Chat quickly running towards her through her half opened eyes; another person was there but they had their back to her, she tried to open her eyes but it was too hard. She resigned herself to the darkness her eyes wanted her to return to.

Made for @marichatmay

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[realexotrash]

Cabin// pt.1

genre: smut (in later parts its full on smut, but in this part it’s just kind of like teasing and watching), fluff, friend!au (kind of?), Masturbastion baekhyun.

warning: graphic smut,masturbation,  PLEASE USE CONDOMS IN REAL LIFE THIS IS JUST A FANFIC PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PRACTICE SAFE SEX

length: idk man, pretty long.

Authors note: Hey so like, I’ve been thinking about this for the past two weeks and I just needed to write it out so… enjoy!

pt: 1

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You looked at him through your window. He was sitting on his bed that was up against his window scrolling through something on his computer. He was your next door neighbor and his room was parallel to yours, so even if you didn’t want to see him, you still could. His name is Baekhyun, and he’s a fucking pain in your ass.

You and Baekhyun met when you were in the 7th grade. His family moved into the house right next to yours and you both were the same age so your parents found it fit to introduce you too. Immediately you realized he didn’t like you, he would tease you or just flat out ignore you for no reason and continued his actions throughout the years of school. Even though he was mean to you, you couldn’t retaliate, it just wasn’t in you. There was something about him, the difference between the Baekhyun you know and the boy you watch through your window.

                                                            ___

Chemistry was probably your least favorite class, for reasons 1. you sat next to Baekhyun and felt like you were always on egg shells, and 2. you just weren’t as interested in Chemistry as the rest of your classes.

“Hey, can you keep for fucking window shut you kept me up all night with your music.” you turned your head to see Baekhyun sitting in his desk right next to yours. “Sorry I was up writing an essay, I didn’t know you could hear it.” You said while looking down at your notes trying to frantically write them down as the teacher was going about lightning speed. “Just close your window tonight so I can actually get some fucking sleep.” he spat back to you while packing up to go our next period.

As you were walking out the door to try to make it to your locker he bluntly stood infront of you blocking your path. “We have the trip up to the cabin in two days.” he said while staring down at you. “Yeah I know.” you said, looking down at the floor to try to avoid eye contact. “This year since my brother and his girlfriend are coming, we have to share a room.” You quickly look up at his words “Don’t look so surprised, just bring your own blanket, I’m not sharing mine with you.” with that he turned on his heel and walked in the other direction.

Your families got really close after they moved in next door, even sharing holidays like Christmas and thanksgiving with each other. Every year around the middle of Autumn our families take a trip up to Baekhyun’s family’s cabin in the mountains. You and Baekhyun never had to share a room because you always slept in a room with your sister and he with his brother, but since both our siblings left for college last summer your sister wouldn’t be attending this year. So now, you’re stuck sharing the same room and the same bed with Baekhyun.

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“It gets more and more beautiful every year.” You hear your mom say behind you as you enter the cabin. It is beautiful. The cabin is built with dark stained wood and is flourished with many large windows giving sight to the lake and many trees surrounding it. Its spacious, with 3 decent size bedrooms and a master bedroom in the loft where Baekhyun’s parents sleep.

You make your way to you and Baekhyun’s shared bedroom, setting your things on the bed. “Please try to keep your shit clean.” you hear a voice pipe up from behind you, making you jump. You turn to see Baekhyun in the doorway, his stuff in hand. You take a good look at him.

Mean to you or not, Baekhyun is undeniably beautiful. He has dark brown hair that is messy, but in the best way possible. His eyes are hooded and so dark they’re almost black. He has pink lips that are thin but also somehow plump at the same time. His skin is always a light tan during this time of year making him look like a god that stands before you. He moves from the door frame to his side of the bed, walking with such grace, it takes you everything you have to stop staring at him before he notices. You see him look up at you from the corner of your eye while unpacking. “Did you bring your own blanket?” he says to you and you nod. “Good.” and with that he leaves the room.

                                                               ___

It’s your second night. Last night thing went… how you expected it to. Baekhyun slept as close to the edge as he possibly could and took deep dramatic deep sighs everytime you even attempted to move to get comfortable. Nonetheless sleep wasn’t a thing you really did last night.

You spent most of today reading and on your computer, catching up on the latest shows Netflix had to offer.

“Okay you two, we’ll be back tomorrow morning. Behave yourselves.” Baekhyun’s mom said with her overnight bag in hand. Our parents, and now Baekhyun’s brother being old enough, always go to the ski lodge just about a 30 miles away from the cabin for one night and day during the trip to “have some adult relaxing time”, meaning to freely drink away and eat mediocre sea food for a whole night and day. “Y/n, the keys to the car are on the hook. Don’t go anywhere unless it’s an emergency, understand?” Your Dad told you, putting extra emphasis on anywhere. “Got it. We’ll see you tomorrow night.” You said standing from your seat to give everyone a quick hug goodbye. And they left. Leaving you alone for a whole night, and a whole day with Baekhyun. What are you going to do for that whole time?

You decided since it was late anyway, that going to sleep would be your best option on trying to get through the night. As you entered the room you saw that Baekhyun had the same idea. So you just crawled into bed, willingly letting sleep wash over you.

You woke up about 45 minutes later by your blanket being pulled. You turn over to see Baekhyun as the culprit. “What are you doing?” You ask in a half whisper. Baekhyun responded by scooting closer to you, kind of taking you by surprise. “It’s freezing I can barely feel my toes.” his teeth were chattering as he spoke. As you woke up more you realized you were also freezing. “Okay.” was all you said and you scooted an inch closer to him. You gasped when he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you to his chest. “Sorry, it’s fucking freezing.” he said again. He evenly spread both blankets over the two of you and made sure to wrap his legs around yours. You were frozen, you didn’t know what to do except for to lay there. Minutes passed, and when you saw that he had  finally fallen asleep you relaxed a bit. He was wearing a black t-shirt and some grey sweats, and somehow managed to still look good. His hair was tossed and lips parted as he slept. He had both hands wrapped around your waist joining together at your back while your hands were placed on his chest. He smelled of a husky lavender and his chest felt so prominent under your touch, you laid there feeling how his chest rose and fell. You had never even given him a hug let alone been this close to him before. “You can stop staring at me now and go to sleep.” You heard him saying in a deep sleeping voice. You tensed. How the hell did he know you were staring at him? You didn’t know what to say, “Goodnight.” was all you could manage to get out before trying your best to let sleep take over you once again.

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You woke up to Baekhyun basically suffocating you. His legs locked around yours and his arms constricted around your shoulders and waist. You tried to move but he only shifted a little and squeezed you tighter. “Baekhyun. Baekhyun.” you whispered while tapping his chest a few times. He took a deep breath, finally waking up. “Baekhyun, you’re suffocating me”, he opened his eyes fully and looked down at you. He must’ve found it amusing because he loosened his grip and then let go with a little giggle, “sorry. you’re comfortable.” he spoke in a raspy morning voice, still smiling. Finally able to breath you giggled along, “don’t know if I can say the same about you.” He laughed as he stretched his limbs. “What do you want for breakfast?” You asked turning to him.’Holy shit’. Was honestly all you could think as he sat up. The morning light hit him perfectly; his tan skin glowing and arms flexing as he stretched a second time. All you could do was hold your breath and force yourself to rip your eyes away from him. “There’s pancake mix in the pantry, do you want me to make them?” he said as he turned to you with a light smile. It finally occurred to you that he was being nice for once, actually the first time you’ve ever seen him be nice to you. You nod and he gets up, heading to the kitchen. Everything just seemed… brighter.

You take a quick shower before joining Baekhyun in the kitchen. When you entered he was sitting at the small circle table in front of the large window displaying the beautiful redwood trees eating a stack of pancakes. When he looked up at you his eyes traveled up and down your figure, you were wearing a light grey tank top with a pair of pajama pants sitting at your hips. As you saw his actions you felt your face heat up and immediately regretted your choice of clothes. There was another plate of pancakes and a glass of orange juice sitting in front of the seat across from him, assuming they’re for you, you walk over and sit down in the small wooden dining chair. “Okay wait. Everyone that has ever ate my pancakes says they’re the best damn pancakes on the planet. So you have to tell me what you think, okay?” His eyes were piercing you with pure anticipation as you took a bite. And then another. And then another. “So?” He looked so nervous for your answer, it was actually quite adorable.  You sighed, “I didn’t want to admit it… but these are the best damn pancakes on the planet.” to say he was smiling ear to ear at your words was an understatement. You took another bite, they really were the best pancakes you had ever eaten. “What do you want to do today?” his words shocked you; sure he had been nice all morning, but you really didn’t expect for it to last throughout the day. “Uhmm, I don’t know. We could go swimming?” You said, taking a swig of orange juice. “Yeah, let me go take a shower. I’ll be like 10 minutes.” he stood from the table bringing his dishes to the sink “don’t worry about that, go shower.” you exclaimed while in mid bite. He gave you a small thanks before heading to the bathroom.

As you were finishing washing the dishes, you couldn’t help but think about how everything felt so flipped. Baekhyun was never nice to you, in fact he had never been nice to you once since the day you met him. Why today? You kept thinking about it as you made your way back to the bedroom. Suddenly the bathroom door in the hall just right to you opens, a wet Baekhyun stands in the frame of the door. His hair was wet and hanging over his right eye and you really couldn’t help but let your eyes wander over the rest of his figure. His towel hung loosely from his hips, he had a six pack like none other. His body was made of pure lean muscle with water droplets traveling down it. When you looked back up to meet his gaze, his lips were curled into a smirk. You hurriedly walked, or practically ran, back to your room. Oh god. OH GOD. The last time you saw Baekhyun shirtless was your last trip to the cabin and he did not have that body, not at all. You could barely breath, not only because his body was heavenly, but because he caught you staring at it. For your own sanity you decided to get ready to go swimming instead of thinking about Baekhyun’s body.

When you finally put on your black bathing suit you put on some jean shorts with a simple white t-shirt over and headed to the living room. Baekhyun was standing there, still with only his towel on, “I’ve been waiting for you so I can put on my trunks. Hold on, I’ll only be a minute.” he said to you while you were basically eyeing the floor down trying to avoid eye contact. He returned about a minute later with black swim trunks and the plain black t-shirt he had worn to bed the night before. “You ready?” to which you nodded.

When you stepped outside Baekhyun started walking the opposite direction of the lake that was no more than 20 feet away. “Where are you going? The lake is right there.” He turned around “you don’t think I know that? Come on.” he gestured for you to follow him and you complied by going to his side to see where he was going to take you.

After about 20 minutes of walking through the literal woods, you came across a beautiful small body of water. On one side it had a wall of rock with moss and water falling from it creating a small water fall. It was surrounded by small flowers and you could see the water was clear and clean. “My brother and I used to come swim here when we were little. I’ve never seen anyone else here, it’s kind of like our secret.” Baekhyun uttered while looking at the water in remembrance. He was the first to remove his shirt and shoes to step into the water and you followed soon after, still taking in the beauty of the scenery around you. When you looked down into the water, Baekhyun was fixated on your body, following every curve until he met your eyes and quickly looked away. Your face was on fire, you quickly stepped into the water so he couldn’t see you. You both had a fun time, swimming around, splashing each other, having an actual good time with Byun Baekhyun.

On your way back to the cabin you realized you had nothing to cook for lunch, “hey I’m gonna go to the grocery store. There’s nothing to eat for lunch, do you want anything specific?” you asked him still walking towards the now visible house. “Get me milky way will you?” you laughed at his choice and quickly ran inside to grab the car keys. “I’m gonna take a nap I’m so tired.” he exclaimed, heading to the room. “Okay, I’ll be back in like 30 minutes. I’ll be quiet when I come in.” He nodded and disappeared into the hallway that leads to the rooms.

On your way back to the cabin pissed that you drove to the store and it ended up being closed due to the fact that it’s Sunday. You cursed yourself as you parked the car. You assumed that Baekhyun had already fell asleep so you walked in as quietly as you could manage. Sitting on the couch, you were about to open your laptop when you heard it. A low moan coming from the bedroom, followed by another soon after. Something brought you to your feet and now you found yourself tiptoeing towards the room. The door was cracked a few inches, giving direct sight to the bed. That’s when you see him. His head is thrown back, mouth slightly parted allowing more moans to slip past his lips. As your eyes travel farther down you see that his hand is wrapped tightly around his cock, pumping it at a medium pace. You focus on his cock, the tip is swollen red and glistening from his precum. His slender fingers travel up just to come back down. You should not be watching this, you should not keep watching this. You’re trying to convince yourself to turn around and walk away when your name falls from his lips in a moan. He was thinking of you. He said it again soon followed by another moan. You can’t help the wetness that’s taking over between your legs. Your heartbeat is in your clit, pounding and begging for some friction. You unbutton your shorts and let your hand travel into your panties. You find your clit and sigh as you relieve some tension. ‘This is wrong’ you keep telling yourself, but can’t break your eyes away from the sight in front of you. He speeds up his movements trying to chase his release. Your legs are shaking from how turned on you’ve become, you’ve never wanted someone so badly in your life. Baehyun’s breath become ragged, his hand movements becoming sloppier and sloppier, you’re also on the brink of your release as you rub your clit to try to match the speed of his hand. “Fuckk y/n”, that’s all it takes for you to be covering your mouth trying to ride out your orgasm while watching him the best you can. He releases a series of high pitch moans, and with his head thrown back he cums while moaning your name. When he rides out his release he relaxes, laying there with his eyes closed. You decide that this would be a good time to fake your coming home.

You open and close the front door and make sure to jingle the keys to let him know that you’re home. You hear frantic rustling from the bedroom, until he emerges. “Hey, why are you home so soon? Where my Milky Way?” he stands there with a fake pout and his arms crossed. “ The store was closed because it’s Sunday. I tried to drive around to see if I could find another one that was open but I couldn’t. Guess were having pb&j’s for lunch.” he smiled at the suggestion. “good enough for me.” he departed for the kitchen. “Hey, I thought you were gonna take nap.” you tried to sound like you didn’t know that he was just rubbing one off to you. “Couldn’t sleep.” When you were just about to say something Baekhyun’s phone started to ring.

“Hey mom. Yeah were okay. PB&J’s. We had pancakes. Yes I made the pancakes. We’re doing fine. No were not gonna do that today. Okay Mom. What? Another couple days? Yeah that’s fine. Okay. I love you too. Okay bye.” He ended the call and looked at you, “I guess the lodge is having some kind of autumn retreat, and they all want to stay for a couple more days. So it’s just you and me until Friday.”

[hanavante]

60 Days || Kim Taehyung (01)

pairing : taehyung x original character + rest of the members

genre :  slow burn romance/ ceo kim taehyung

warning : (no warning, just it’s a slow burn romance yall gotta bear the suffering :”) )

summary : 

"It's like you flipped a coin, heads or tails but nevertheless, your luck is written"

So much for staying under the shadows, not wanting to announce her return to Seoul, Kwon Risa wakes up one morning,  with her bestfriend of 6 years showing a magazine with her photo and an heir she met previous morning at the lobby of her sister's office. The guy she dislikes instantly for his lack of manners.

Detail by detail, she ends up caught in a ball of horidious mess, dealing with this man not from her circle. The high-society; the rich and the wealthy, expensive suits and gossips.

But she holds one little secret from everyone, and that's going to change everything.

-

"60 days"

"60 days what ?"

"Give me 60 days to fix this"

"And what do I do for the next 60 days ?"

"We be what they want us to be- we date"

CHAPTER 1

"How do people fall in love? Wait let's rephrase that question. How do two people fall in love with each other, at the same time? What do we have to do in order to fall in love with the right person, and at the right time? Does it happen just like that? Or does it require a little bit of magic?"

Wait, do we have to fall in love ?

-

"What do you mean I have to send the file to you?", Risa groans on the phone, rubbing her sleepy eyes frowning at the fact  her beauty sleep has been disrupted.

"Please please Risa! I know you just came back yesterday but that file is important for today's meeting. Just come to the building and I'll meet you at the lobby, pleaseeeee!"

Risa rolled her eyes as she listens to her sister, Yuna, at the other end of the call begging her to come to her building which is a 15 minutes train ride from home just to send the file she accidentally left on the coffee table of their home.

Kwon Risa, just returned from the US and she is still trying to get used to the time difference and now her sister is pestering her to help her.

"Fine, just because you're my only sister", Risa answered as she fumbled through her thick fluffy white blanket she has been in for the past 12 hours.

"I'll text you the directions to my building, give me a call once you're almost here okay!"

Risa finally got up and showered after lazing in her comfy bed. She has been in bed the moment she arrived home after such a long tiring flight. She didn't even eat anything and her last meal was the one on her flight. She wrapped herself in her towel as she looks at her massive amount of unpacked stuffs and baggage sitting at one corner of her room.

"Now how do I find my clothes?"

Risa grabbed the closest thing she could reach and didn't even bother to put anything on her face. She grabbed her favorite blackcap to cover her messy uncombed medium-length black hair. Taking one quick look at the mirror and got out instantly.

She rushed down the stairs just to find her mother watching the television as she sips her tea comfortably.

"Are you already going out?", her mother asked as she looks at Risa weirdly.

"Blame your first daughter, she asked me to send this file to her", Risa waved the yellow file as she walks towards the main door.

"Are you sure you won't get lost? Seoul has changed a lot you know, for the past 5 years", her mother laughs as Risa rummaged through her shoes bag, trying to get a proper pair of loafers for her to wear.

"I'll survive. Bye mom!"

" I am leaving tonight so don't be late!"

" I wont !!!"

Her mother chuckles lightly as she heard Risa's high pitched scream as she runs out the house.

-

"Thank you ! I love you!", Yuna leans close to give a peck on Risa's cheek but Risa pushed her away and rolled her eyes.

"You're a grown up, behave"

"Oh, come on, not that anyone can see me", Yuna lets out a laugh as she watched her sister scanning the whole empty lobby.

"Is this even an office?", Risa arched an eyebrow, looking at the space in front of her suspiciously. "Why are they nobody here?"

"This is a new building. Not many offices yet. You can count the people here with your fingers. Alright, I'll make a move now. Go home right away and don't wander around. You're still jet lagged", Yuna said as she turns around to enter the lift area which she needs to scan her id card in order to access the lifts.

Risa looked around the lobby and held her breath as she digests the fact she has returned home after leaving 5 years ago. She has never once come back to Seoul after making the decision to move to the states for her studies.

The best decision she ever made, she thought. Furthering her study wasn't the main reason she decided to leave Seoul 5 years ago.

But, no one should know that.

Risa adjusted her cap as she turns to exit the building thru the automatic doors that leads to a big  green and white marble stairs facing the main road. As she was about to leave, she caught a sight of a few men dressed in black suits getting out of a black car parked right in front of the main entrance.

Businessmen

She decided not to give the clout these men might be expecting but suddenly she saw one of the men was walking pass a young woman dressed in an office attire and he accidentally bump into the woman's shoulder thus her bag slipped off,  vomiting all the contents in it.

But to her surprise, the man didn't turn around.

Risa watches as the young woman tries to grab all her stuffs before it rolls all over the ground. She quickly ran to woman to help her. She grabbed everything and hand it to the woman.

Did he just ignore this woman ? What on earth ?

Turning around furiously, she head straight to the men despite having so many eyes glued on her as she walks attentively towards the man that caused her blood to boil early in the morning.

And with a swift motion, she pulled the tall broad-shouldered man around to face her.

"Apologize to that lady", Risa said sternly with a straight face.

She may have lived in the states for years, but she knows manners are still manners. No matter where you are or who you are.

She observes as the tall man looks at her confusedly and perhaps ,disgustedly. This man is so tall that he towered her distinctively as they stand face-to-face.

"What are you doing?". His voice was deep and husky.

As deep as the ocean but okay this is not the time to be admiring someone's voice ,Risa.

"I can see that you are clearly not blind, so apologize to that lady", Risa said sounding unbothered despite the other two men looking at her as if she looks entirely inhuman.

"Excuse me, young lady?"

"Don't try to sound superior to me. All you need to do is apologize for bumping into her",

Risa gestured that man to turn around and look at the young lady whom are standing still, frozen as she clenched her fists onto her tote bag's straps, not knowing what to do as all pairs of eyes locked on her.

"What did I do? Why do I have to apologize? And who are you to be touching me with that filthy hands of yours?"

"Apologize", Risa said again, but now her eyes staring deep into the man's eyes. Not flinching even once.

"I bumped into her? When?"

Risa raised her eyebrows questionably as she realized this man standing in front of her sounded absurd as if he can't remember what he just did 5 minutes ago. Risa tilts her head as she narrowed her eyes, digesting that this man has no idea that she's actually holding herself from punching his arrogant face.

God, she has not punched anyone yet and she intends to stay that way. Like her mother always says, she has fast hands. And it's dangerous.

"For the love of god, you, blindly, bumped into that woman causing her bag to slip off her shoulders and everything in her bag fell onto the ground. And yet, you didn't turn around to say sorry or yet help her collect all her belongings? Are you dumb or you are just lacking of brain cells?" Risa said mid-shouting trying to control her rage.

"Oh"

Her jaw dropped when she heard his unbothered short respond.

"Mr Kim, should I call security?"

One of the two men finally spoke, his eyes looking concern at the tall man in front of her.

The guy shook his head as he put his phone inside the pocket of his perfectly tailored black suit. He crossed his arms and look down at Risa.

"You had the guts or perhaps the audacity to talk to me, I am taken aback"

Who does he think he is ? The prime minister ?

"Apologize to her"

The man arched an eyebrow, scanning her top to bottom making Risa feels slightly uncomfortable.

He observes the look on her small face, eyes blazing with anger as she insists him apologizing to the woman. To be honest, he did not realize at all about the little accident he caused, perhaps he was so immersed in replying his emails. He would have not ignored the lady if he knows he caused the whole commotion.

But it seems like his morning has taken a new turn.

Here he is, standing at the lobby of the building his family owns, bickering with an unknown young lady teaching him about the importance of manners.

How interesting turn of events

"Okay then, I will"

-

Risa was still half-awake when the door to her room swung opened and suddenly she felt her blanket being snatched from her body.

"Good morning sleeping beast, look who made into the gossips today! Just 2 days back home and you are already a topic", Eri's loud sarcastic voice made Risa got up instantly as she tries to fathom the words she just heard.

"What are you saying", Risa finally gets up, hair tousled,  eyes half-opened. She turns to look at Eri, standing at the edge of her bed with her phone in one hand and a magazine in the other.

"I may be bad when it comes to identifying people, but this is definitely you", Eri shoved the magazine right onto Risa's face.

"What in the world are you—"

"Read the headlines, and maybe, look at your own photo as well", Eri said as she slumps herself beside Risa. " That is you, am I right ?"

Risa half-heartedly took the magazine and rubs her eyes before finally focusing on the writings and photos printed on the front page of the magazine. She read it once and then she read it all over again.

"What?", Risa reads the description written beside a small photo of two people at the corner of the front page.

"The most eligible bachelor in town finally dates, the couple were seen at the main building early morning yesterday"

"And now Risa, this is the time you explain, what happened when you went to your sister's office?", Eri finally got up into a sitting position as she grabs the magazine from Risa's hands.

"Wait, what, who is he?"

" Don't ask me, I wasn't here for the past 5 years too" Eri laughs cynically as she watches Risa looking dumbfounded.

Who wouldn't be dumbfounded finding a photo of yourself with a man you don't even know his name on the front page of a magazine stating misleading headlines? Who wouldn't?

"Let me search for his name and—"

"I have to see him", Risa jumped off her bed heading straight to the shower. She couldn't waste any more second without finding the real reason behind this mess.

Who is this guy ?

[roommateofmyimagination-blog]

Chapter 19: I am totally a good boy

✗ Adrian  ✗

“Adrian wake up.” Val spoke from above me.

“Mmmmm.” I rolled over and pulled my covers over my head trying to go back to sleep and ignore Val and the sun. I felt the covers get pulled off of me and Val put his slightly cold hands on my back, slowly running his fingers along my spine. His lips touching softly on my neck and kissing up to kiss my jaw a bit.

“I know you’re awake.” He hummed softly, i kept my body still and my eyes closed. “Adri, it's time to wake up.” He chuckled a bit and then his hand that was on my back reached over and he go a firm grip on my dick and squeezed really hard.

“AAH-AH!” I jumped a bit and turned around trying to get his hand off of my dick. “You can't do that to a sleepin man, damn it!” I grabbed his hand and sat up and tried to pry his hand off of my dick. He had on a satisfied smirk on his lips, “you’re fucking evil.”

“Well, if it’s the only way to get you up, then i’ll be evil,” his smirk turned to a sweet smile and his hands moved up to my face and he leaned down to kiss my lips, “Good morning sunshine.”

Kissing him back and putting my hands on his wrists, “Mmmm, fuck you and your good mornings, i about lost my dick to you.” I leaned up to kiss on his lips again.

He kissed back and then moved his hands off my face, “No you didn’t. I didn’t even give it my best shot.” he chuckled lightly to himself.

“I swear, i'm just gonna grab your dick randomly and make you panic like i did.” I moved around and swung my legs off the bed and grabbed Val’s hips and walked him back closer to me so I could lean my head on his chest. “Why do you hate me and make me wake up this early cupcake.”

“Well, we still have to run, unless you would rather wait till we get to my house and I can show you the trail I run at home. I was gonna give you the break off from running too.” he wrapped his arms around me and played with my hair hair a bit.

“Cupcake, you aren't sweet.” I looked up at him, “you are such a sour fucking cupcake, do you know that?” I asked and moved my hands down over his butt and cupped the underside of his butt. “What are you filled with huh?”

“I don’t know, it depends on the day, but most of the time I’m just frozen to the core.” she spoke very sweetly and smiled down at me with a just as sickeningly sweet smile.  

“Pfffft, you cold my ass.” I gripped his butt a little more in my hands, “I always thought you’d be filled with a nice warm vanilla like cream that just oozes out when eaten right.” I smirked up at him. I watched the blush on his face grow across his cheeks and turn to a deep bright red shade. “You’re cute.” I stood up against him and leaned down to kiss him on the lips. “But back to business, can we wait until we eat so much we’re about to be in a food coma. Then not run but burn it off the way i wanna burn it off?”

“W-What way do you want to burn it off?” he stared up at me and darted his eyes away from me a bit before looking back up at me and his blush still on his face.

I leaned down and kissed his cheek and then his ear and whisper, “I’ll let you think about that cupcake.” I patted his thigh and moved around him, “I'm going to go shower, fuck running this morning.” I grabbed my things and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. When i came back out dressed in fresh clothes, I saw Val sitting on the sofa with Aero on his lap, “Can we or should we bring them with us?”

He looked up from aero to me, “I think they will be fine, we can bring them.”

“Demmy!” I shouted and walked to the bedroom, “you get to play with other animals later today buddy!!” I pulled open the drawer that Demyan usually sleeps in, he looked up at me and squeaked loudly at me before trying to go back to sleep. “I'll take that as excitement.” i turned back around, “when do you wanna head on over to your place?” leaning out of the bedroom i stared at Val.

“Whenever you’re ready. I don’t know when everyone else will be getting there, but I want to be able to show you around.” he smiled at me and let aero down off his lap and got up and walked over to me. “If that's okay with you.”

“Totally fine with me, I’ll just pack a few things real quick.” i turned back into the bedroom and went to my dresser and pulled out a few pairs of nice shirts and comfy shirts with a pair or two of jeans and then gym shorts. Throwing in some underwear, socks, and things to wear to bed. I bounced over to the bathroom and got my toothbrush and paste, then tossed those into my bag. “So.” I shoved everything else i could need in my bag then walked over to Val. “Do i need to pack and lube or condoms for this trip?” I put my hands on his hips and smirked down at him

“I-I-I just, I-I-I-I um…” Val started moving his mouth and making random noises as his mouth opened and closed repeatedly, His face going so bright red again.

I could see the gears in his head suddenly stopping and his brain frying instantly. I started laughing, “I'm kidding cupcake…” I paused and then grinned down at him, “unless you want that to happen?”

“W-w-w-we’ll s-see what happens.” he mumbled and looked down and away from me.

“Of course, cupcake.” I kissed his head and let go of him and went and grabbed my bag. “We can head out now if you want.“ I opened the drawer to grab demyan, and i pulled him out, “you're coming along little dude.” I gently set him down in my bag and then closed it enough that he wouldn't fall out and no one would see him, and walking over to the foot of my bed i grabbed my guitar and put it over my shoulder too . I walked out the bedroom to swap with Val to grab all of his things.

We tossed all of our thing in the back of Val’s car letting Aero and Demyan sit in the back seats as Val drove us away from the campus. He explained that it wasn't a fair drive from his place to the campus but enough of one to make him wanna live on campus. We mostly just talked about things and I’d occasionally leaned back and harass Aero and demmy as they both slept on the back seats.

I put my left hand on Val’s right thigh as he drove and let me rub his thigh until i got a little too high. He brought his hand off the wheel and put it down on my hand, shoving my hand back to the center of his thigh, “Not while I'm driving.” he chuckled.

“What about after you’re done driving?” i moved my hand to the inside of his thigh and squeeze.

“Adri, Aero and Demmy are in the back. I don’t think they want to see or hear anything.” he stared at me from the corner of his eye really quick before looking back towards the road, “we’re here.” he cheered as he pulled into a driveway with a nice but smaller house and a whole lot of land behind and around the house. Val began to speak as he took his seat belt and open his door, “Let's get our th-.” he paused when i reached across him and and brought the door back to close it. He hummed and smiled, “What?”

“Nothin, just wanna kiss you.” I cupped his face and kept a hand on his thigh, pressing my lips to his and getting a kiss back in return. His hands went up into my hair as he opened his mouth and let me slip my tongue into his mouth. I brought my hand that was squeezing his thigh, up closer to his crotch where Val took his hand from my hair and put it on mine. “Cmon, real quick.” I hummed smiling against his lips and kissing him again.

“Maybe later.” He practically purred and kissed back.

“You'd let your dear old best friend hear you having sex?” smirking i chuckled a bit and moved my hand from his crotch and back down his thigh.

“AJ and Karim are going to end up having sex here, so if you don’t mind hearing them have sex,” he smirked at me and raised his brow a bit.

“Orgy at your place then?” I stared at him with a raised brow as well but a bit of a shocked face.

“No, but I'm going to you around my home first.” He gently shoved me aside and hopped out of the driver side. Going to the back door and opening it to pull out Aero and his things. Getting out after him, i grabbed my few things, Demyan, and the little left that Val couldn't grab.

Following him into the house, i looked around once we were both in. “Nice place.”

“Thank you!” Val chirped and he set down Aero, letting her wander around or follow us as she pleased.  “I'll take you up to my room to put our stuff down.” He bounced ahead of me and i followed him quietly as he pointed off in which ways different rooms were in and up the stairs to his room.

He opened the door and bounced in. The room was decently large and he had it setup with basic things but it was cute and very him. The bed was large and had a big fluffy blanket on top of it and other blankets stacked beside. He had two desks one with a bunch of sewing things on it and the other looked like a desk for a computer. “Cute room.” I mumbled and set my things down off in a corner and val put his things on his bed.

“Come with me, I wanna show you outside.” He smiled and grabbed my hand, bringing me to the stairs before letting my hand go and bouncing down, waiting for me at the bottom.

When i reached the bottom, he grabbed my hand again and dragged me outside and showed me around outside. He didn't show me all of the fifty acres of land that he owned, but he showed me a few things. Dragging me to a set of four wheelers, “and i bet i don't have to explain what we use these for.” he giggled as he pointed to the four wheelers.

“No, but.” I paused and dragged him closer to one. Getting on it first, i scooted back a bit and made val get on facing me. “This is a good place to have some fun yeah?” I grabbed his thighs and pulled him almost into my lap.

“Is it bothering you that much?” he blushed a bit and looked down between us and back at me.

“Shhh, i don't know what you’re talking about.” I chuckled and cupped his face with both hands, kissing his lips softly. “I just wanna do cute things to you.”

“We need to get you unpacked you know.” he mumbled a bit and kissed me back.

“Please say that means my pants.” I groaned a bit and nipped his lips, “or do you mean the luggage?”

“Your luggage, then we’ll see.” he chuckled a bit.

“They both belong to me, you gotta be a bit more specific cupcake.”  I brought my hands down to his thighs and squeezed.

“Your luggage that you brought with you that is not between your legs babe.” he started to laugh lightly and kissed my nose.

“Damn it cupcake.” i bit my bottom lip and squeezed his thighs more. “Can it wait a bit?” I leaned into him and kissed his neck.

He exhaled softly, his body relaxing before tensing up a bit, “No sex alright?” he said flatly and tugged my hair back a bit so i’d look at him.

“Mmmm.” I hummed and stared at him. “Does it only count as sex if my dick is in your ass?”

“Or in my mouth, okay?”

“So a hand job counts? Does it count if yours goes in my mouth?”  I watched Val’s face slowly grow into a deeper shade of red all the way to the tips of his ears. He stared at me with wide blue eyes as that red blushed matched the same red of his hair. He stared at me with his mouth tightly closed. Laughing to myself i leaned into him, Making our chests touch before turning my head to kiss his ear and whisper, “is that a yes or no?”

“I-I…I…” he started to stutter and his hands came up between us and he touched my chest with his palms.

I brought my hands around his hips and grabbed his ass and pulled him the rest of the way onto my lap. Kissing his neck and jaw, and up to his ear. “Yes or no, cupcake?” I whispered low into his ear.

“A-alright, you win, it’s a yes.” he stuttered and blushed, turning his head away from me for just a bit.

I turned his head back to face me and put my forehead to his and looked at his lips and back up to his eyes before smirking and biting my lip. “Swap me places.”

I stood up and swung my leg over So val could sit where i just was. I made Him scoot back just a bit where i was mostly straddling the seat. He leaned back on his hands as he watched me open his jeans and pulled them down with his boxer briefs to expose just his cock. Leaning over and holding the base of his shaft in my hand, i put my lips around the head of his erection.  Sucking hard on the head, i moved my hand up and down his length. One of Val’s hands came up and hesitantly touched my head, moving my hair from my face before lacing his fingers through the longer part of my hair. Humming at his touch i bobbed my head up and down his cock, letting my tongue slide slowly up the underside of his shaft.

“A-adri…” Val sighed heavily.

Looking up at him, his face was so red and his mouth hung open with his chest rising and falling from his breathing. Those blue eyes half lidded by red lashes. Letting go of his dick with a wet pop and humming as my hand worked up his length, “Hmmm?” I leaned into him to kiss on his neck.

“I-I need to help you t-too, t-this can’t be all one sided.” he mumbled his voice a little shaky and heavy from the hand job.

Leaning further into him i kissed him on his lips, squeezing his shaft a bit and moving my hand faster. “It can be. It's so fun to watch you as I get to play with you.” I kissed the corner of his mouth and then down to his jaw. “If you wanna help me, we can rub each other off.”  I put my forehead to his and stared at his pretty blue eyes then down to his soft wet lips, “if you want to that is.”

Nodding his head and groaning softly, “Y-Yes." he looked from my hand up at me with those soft pretty blue eyes. Watching him slowly open my pants, he pulled out my hard dick and began to stroke my length slowly. Putting my hands on his hips and sliding up his shirt a bit to touch his stomach and back down to his thighs. “You can go faster, don't have to be so gentle.” running my fingers slowly from the tip of his cock down to the base.

Val nodded his head slowly and began to quicken his pace with his hand on my shaft.Leaning more forehead onto his shoulder, i let out a low groan. We both stroked each other, Val came first from me playing with him previously. His load shooting up and landing on my hand and arm, bringing my hand i licked up my arm and hand to my finger and palm. Lapping up all that he got on my hand. Val used both his hands on me, stroking me off at the base and the other stroking at the head. Shivering and cuming into his hand, Val placed his palm over the head of my cock so my cum built up all over his hand. Bringing his hand up to his mouth, he licked his hand clean like i did just before. When he was cleaning his hand, i put my hand on the back of his neck and kissed his lips softly. Kissing him several times before he pulled away.

“W-we should head back inside before we do anymore.” He put his hands on my chest and slowly dragged them down before adjusting his clothes and then mine.

Putting my hands on his before he could button my pants back up, “Do we get to have a round two later maybe?” I asked and slid my hands up his thin arms.

“Maybe.” he basically started purring, “if you behave.”  he smiled up at me and then swung his leg off the seat and got down.

Getting off after him and fixing my pants. I stood behind him slightly and reached for his thighs. He took a step away from me and stared up at me with a stupid smile on his face. Trying again, he moved away from me. Attempting a third time, he started to run from me and head back towards the house. Yelling and chasing after him, we both ran back inside the house and Val weaved his way gracefully through the house as i was mostly trying not to trip or knock things over. He almost made it up the stairs before I got my hands around his waist and lifted him off the bottom few steps of the stairs. Carrying him over to the couch, as he kicked yelled and laughed, before i dropped him on the cushions and pinned him there.

“So…..Who the fuck said you could make me run?” I breathed heavily as i loomed over him and had a raised brow. Flipping my hair back behind me I stared down at him, waiting for his answer.

He hummed loudly, rolling his eyes playfully before staring back up at me “mmmm, me.” He had the biggest shit eating grin on his face.

“Oh yeah?” I smirked, laughing a bit, “Me thinks i should kick your ass, Mr sassy pants.”

“Can you now? I would love to see you try.” his smile turned to a smirk as he looked up at me through his lashes and his head tilted to the side a bit.

“Ooooh, I’d watch what you say Cupcake. You’re the one pinned to a sofa. Not me.” I moved one of my hands from his wrists and gently touched his neck with my fingers before dragging my hand down to press into his chest. “I will sit on you, and pin you here.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad.” he did that purring like hum of his again.

“Not the fun kind, you nasty cupcake. And I'm the one who has to behave?” I laughed loudly but kept my hands on his body. “Or…” I hummed, “Does a cupcake need a punishment?”

“What if I’m only testing you?” he raised a brow up at me.

“Do i pass?” I tilted my head a bit.

“Yes, yes you do.” He smiled and leaned up his hands moving from mine and grabbing my shirt. Pulling me down as he laid back down on the cushions. He pressed his lips to mine as he pulled me down.

Kissing him back, i moved myself onto the sofa more, my knee tucking up under my body as my left leg still touched the floor. Putting my right hand between Val and the back of the sofa. I slipped my left hand up his shirt. Pushing it up past his chest and exposing his chest and stomach. Shifting my weight around, I got my right leg between his and hovered over him, kissing him all the while. “And i have to be the who behaves?” I smirked as he pulled away to take a breath.

“We hear someone knock or ring the bell, we stop, deal?” He looked up at me with a smile and a blush on his face.

“Oh, how far are we taking this cupcake?” I pushed his bangs back, “One does not simply stop sex.”

“Making out for now. I know we don’t have time to really do much else. Knowing Aj and Karim and all.” He mumbled, looking away from me before turning his eyes back to me.

“I'm down for that.” I smirked and licked my lips.

Val all but chuckled before pulling me back down and kissing my lips. I laid on top of him for awhile, before We sat up and Val sat on my lap. His arms wrapped around my neck, his fingers laced in my hair as he leaned on me. My hands stayed on his ass or thighs, keeping his body close to me, as I leaned my head back on the back of the sofa.  Val pressed his ass into my crotch, chuckling to himself when i would let out a soft groan.  Slapping his ass, he stood up on his knees with a yelp before looking down at me with playful daggers in his eyes. He tried to grab my crotch with his hands, but whined when i grabbed his wrists before he could. Pouting then smirking, he pressed his butt into my crotch again and grinded slowly on my lap. Getting a groan and shiver from me, he put his lips back to mine and slipped his tongue in my mouth.  Holding his thighs tightly, and kissing back, he leaned his weight into me once more. Pushing my hair back away from my face, he stood on his knees to lean over me and kiss deeply. Bringing my right hand around between us, i rubbed the forming bulge in his pants. He groaned softly before it was erupted with a loud ring of the door bell.  Val stared down at me with wide eyes, before quickly getting off my lap to fix his clothes then he speed walked to the door.

He opened the door and made a happy noise, “Karim!”

“Val!” i heard Karim yell back to Val.

“DONKEY!” Aj and I both yelled in unison. There was a moment of silence before i started cackling and fell over on the sofa cushions and drape my legs off to the side.

I sat up and watched as Val showed Karim and Aj around his house. The showing them a room they can put their sleep over luggage at. I watched as Aj came and sat beside me on the sofa. His weight sank heavily on the cushion and i slid down into him a bit from the dip.

“So, You and Val?” He asked as he leaned back and put an arm on the arm of the sofa. “How's it going?”

“Good.” I eyed him and then smiled up at Karim as he walked around and sat on Aj’s lap. “Why do you asked?” I looked back to Aj with a raised brow.

“Because i need to know when to kick your ass.” He smirked at me then smiled as he looked past me to Val.

“Dude, i thought we were friends.” I felt Val sit beside me and a slipped my hand on to his thigh and rubbed my hand along his thigh slowly, “Aren't you supposed to be supportive?”

Aj’s eyes darted from me to my hand and back up to me. “Oh i am, Of Val.”

“Ow, Damn dude.” I put my hand on my chest. “Cupcake, i need comfort.” I whined and dropped my head down onto Val’s lap.

“It’s okay Adri, he does like you. He wouldn’t want to work out in the gym with you if he didn’t.” Val laughed lightly and then put his hand on my shoulder.

“Oh Aj stop, you know he won’t hurt him, just look at him. He’s very gentle with Val.”  Karim sounded like he he lightly smacked Aj, ‘don’t worry I won’t tell him of any hickies you leave, just make sure no one can see them.’ i heard him talk to me in my head.

Sitting up a bit to look at Karim then to Aj, I turned to look back at Val. “one, i think he makes me go to the gym so he can watch me die a little faster every time.” I turned to look at Karim, “two, I'm not that gentle with him.” I had the biggest grin on my face as i looked at Aj next, “three, you aren't his dad. I can do what i want.”

“Hon, you’re playin with fire, I would suggest pulling back a bit.” He patted my shoulder with his hand and looked down at me with a concerned look.

Karim giggled lightly and smiled down at me. ‘remember, I can not show up to be your life jacket at training. There’s nothing stopping Aj from wanting to take a walk with you for a couple of hours to have a bit of a training session.’

“Can i smack him?” Aj Looked up at Karim and then turned to Val. Cackling lightly to myself, i got off the sofa and made Val sit between him and myself as I sat on the other end of Val, furthest away from Aj. “Oh so now you’re gonna pull out?” Aj laughed lightly.

“I never pull out.” I said very flatly, keeping my eyes on Aj. Trying not to have the stupidest smile creep onto my face. Val sighed heavily and leaned into me.

Karim got up and rubbed a hand on my head before he left for the kitchen. “Does anyone want a glass of water?” He asked, well, your only safety net left is Val.”

“I’ll come help!” Val popped his ass off the sofa and bounced his way to the kitchen to help Karim.

“Va-” I reached for his pants but he moved to fast for me to grab him. “Damn it, Cupcake.”  I sighed and dropped my head and leaned back in the sofa.

“So-.” Aj was going to speak and then i cut him off.

“I will bite you.” I stared at him.

“I’ll punch you.” He stared back at me.

We stared at each other for a moment.

“I will start screaming if you even move a butt hair closer to me.” I leaned further away from him. I watched as Aj had a smile creep onto his lips and he flinched closer to me. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH CUPCAKE!” I started yelling and then got off the sofa and started running through the house.

I heard Aj come after me and shout, “GET BACK HERE, I JUST WANNA HUG YOU.”

“LIARS GO TO HELL!!!” I yelled back at him.

“SO DO ASSHOLES!” He chased me through the house until I slid into the kitchen.

I got behind Val and pressed my body into his back and wrapped my arms tightly around him. Val had a glass in his hand as he stared up at me with a confused face, I buried my face into his hair and kept my eyes on Aj as he stopped in the doorway and leaned casually on the doorframe with his arm above his head as he smiled down at Karim who had just whipped his head back to look at Aj.

“Sup babe.” He smoothly spoke to Karim like he was an innocent child.

Karim put his glass down and walked over to Aj, grabbing the brim of his jeans and pulled him out with him “You take care of your heathen Val and I’ll work with mine.”

“Oh this will be fun.” I heard Aj chuckle as he obediently followed Karim and let him pull him by the belt.

“I did nothing wrong.” I mumbled as i held tightly onto Val so he couldn’t turn around and face me.

“Adri, you were pushing buttons with AJ. I told you to behave. Will you be willing to try to get along with AJ. You do and we can have fun tonight.” he tilted his head back to look at me given i wouldn't let him turn around in my arms.

“He started it….” I mumbled.

“I don't care who started it.” he brought a hand up and tapped me on the nose.

“Fiiiiine.” I groaned and buried my face more into his hair, putting my hands on his hips and pulling him closer to me. Making him press his ass into my crotch. “If i behave at my bests, how fun we talkin?”

“I don't know, depends on how good you behave.” He hummed and reached a hand up to my face, cupping my cheek in his hand.

I grumbled and pressed my face further into his hand. “Fiiiiiiiiiine.” i groaned, turning my head and kissing his palm. Keeping one hand around his waist, i grabbed his wrist and licked up his palm. Pulling his hand down and licking up his middle finger before taking it in my mouth, looking down at him from the corner of my eye.

“Adri, behave. That includes sucking on fingers.” his face was a soft shade of pink as he stared up at me with blue eyes.

Letting go of his finger, “hmmmm.” I hummed and stared down at him. Raising his arm up a bit and staring at him the whole while, I bit his wrist. Licking the skin before biting his inner wrist enough to sink my teeth in to scrape his skin enough to leave little marks but not enough to make him bleed too much.

“A-Adri. how am I supposed to hide this???” he hissed at me, his brows coming together as he tried to pull his wrist out of my hand.

“Hmmmm, Can i get a blow job tonight if i behave?” I asked, before cackling, “I’ll let you wear my sweater too.” I grinned down at him

His face went bright red like his hair and then he puffed his cheeks, mumbling “I-I’ll think about it.” and taking his eyes off me.

“Sounds like a plan.” I let go of his wrist and he went to the sink to wash his wrist a bit. I started pulling off my shirt there in the kitchen. Grabbing the back of my sweater that i was wearing and pulling it over my head. Raising it over my head, i nearly took off my tank top under it and my necklace almost came off too with it, i got it off without completely being shirtless “Cupcake, stick your arms up.”

Val giggled a bit and happily stuck his arms over his head, and let me put my sweater over him. “Thank you.” He giggled softly as he shook his hair out of his face from having my sweater over his head.

“No problem, Cupcakes always need those paper thingies.” I wrapped my arms around his waist and looked at him, “you’re so damn tiny.” I laughed and leaned in to kiss him.

It wasn’t a cute kiss as I intentionally smashed our noses and mouths together. Val laughed and smiled the whole time, kissing me back. He put his hands on my chest as I hugged him. Making him lean back a bit as I leaned into him. Licking his lips, he opened his mouth just a bit expecting a more open mouth kissed. Instead, I puckered my lips and blew into his mouth. He leaned back and stared at me wide eyes before laughing and grabbing my face and pressing his smushed mouth and nose to mine and blowing against my lips, like he was giving me a raspberry. I smiled and squinched my eyes, laughing through pursed lips. Before leaning into him and opening my mouth. Trying to but my mouth over his mouth and nose. He leaned away from me and straightened his arms out against my chest, laughing loudly and screaming for help.

“Cmere and let me kiss you!” I yelled at him while laughing and trying to close the distance between us.

“You brat. I’ll get you back I swear.” he laughed as he threatened me, keeping me at arms distance from him and leaning his chest away from me.

“Oh, how so?” I smirked then grabbed his cheek and tried to kiss him by holding his face that way. “I just wanna fuckin kiss you!!” I laughed as he kept moving away from me.

“You’re going to blow in my mouth again!” he continued to laugh loudly.

“Pfft, No I’m not.” I mumbled to myself and stood up straight, “I'm a good child.”

“Alright then.” He leaned in and smiled up at me.

Leaning over to kiss him like I normally would, Val put his hands on my face when mine went to his hips and he stood on his toes. He cupped my cheeks in his hands and when we were about to kiss he blew directly into my mouth like I did to him just moments ago.

“AH DAMN IT CUPCAKE!” I pulled away from him and yelled while laughing.

“Pay back~” he purred happily with himself and smiled up at me. “Okay, but I’ll take an actual kiss now.” he hummed softly.

“Nah.” I said flatly and turned to look away from him.

“But Adrrrriiiiiiii, I wanna kiiiissssss.” he whined and pressed his body into mine as he wrapped his arms around my neck.

“Nah.” I lifted my head back and stared at the ceiling, trying not to smile and laugh.

“Aaaaaadrrrriiiiiiii, kiss meeeeee. Your kitten wants looovessss.” his whining grew louder and more begging like.

Looking down at him and raising a brow, a small smirk on my lips. “Aside from kissing you, what do I get out of it?” I put my hands on his hips, slowly going down to hold his thighs.

“Hmmmm, what do you want out of it?” he purred and pressed further into me, walking his feet up so he was standing straight up against me.

“Sex.” I said flatly and the smirk on my lips grew wider.

His face was so bright red this time, and he turned to look away from me, “I-I-I um… I-I mean…” he mumbled softly and dropped his head a bit.

“Cupcake.” I picked up his head, lifting his chin up higher. “I’m kidding.” I leaned down and touched our lips, softly. Kissing him gently a few times, before cupping his face in my hands and deepening our kiss. Kissing his bottom lip and nipping just a bit. I touched my forehead to his and we both stared at each other. Val blinking a bit and brushing his lashes against my skin like a butterfly kiss. “Its alright to take your time.”

“I’m sorry.” his voice was quiet and soft, almost at a whisper that I almost didn’t catch it.

“It's alright.” I brushed my thumb across his bottom lip. “It’ll be worth it when you’re ready.” I kissed his cheek then up to his ear, “i promise.” I whispered low and quietly in his ear.

Val smiled and moved my face to look at him again and wrapped his arms tighter around my neck. Pressing his lips softly to mine, before tilting his head to the side and opening his mouth a bit to kiss me. We stood in the kitchen kissing each other slowly and deeply, having a soft slow and tender make out before we were interrupted.

“Ehhm.” Aj coughed loudly to get our attention.

Val broke from me first and dropped his head against my chest, as my back was to Aj, and i'm assuming Karim too. Turning my head i looked at Aj, “you’re excused.” I smirked at him. Aj gave me a very angry look before i turned around to face them, while holding Val’s hand as he pressed into my back to hide his face. “So how was the talk?”

“It went well, apparently not as good as yours, though.” he smiled sweetly at me.

“Yeah, it went good.” I grinned and then looked off to the side. I could hear the sound of a car pulling up into the driveway. “Someone’s here.” I looked back at Val. Then proceeded to drag him behind me to go to the door as he was still pressed into my back. “You gonna be okay cupcake?” I looked back at him, and spoke softly.

“I-I’ll be fine, really.” he spoke and let go of my hand and moved around me, slapping himself on the cheeks and taking a few deep breaths before going to the door and opening it.

I walked up behind me and leaned on the wall to see who was there. Val opened the door before it could be knocked on or the doorbell rang. Joce, Gabe and yori all stood at the door, joce being in the front. “

” She greeted Val.

“Joce!!” i raised my hands above my head and grinned at her.

“Adrian!” She did the exact same as I did and raised her hands above her head.

“Hi gabe and yori.” Val chuckled and shook his head a bit.

“Hello.” Gabe smiled and spoke very formally.

“Sup?!” Yori sounded a bit confused by this greeting.

Val let the three of them in and Joce walked up to me first and gave me a high five before proceeding to the living room with Gabe and Yori. “Is Kane not with you?” I asked when the door was closed and Val was beside me.

“No, he had to work.” Yori spoke and looked a bit down about the fact that Kane wasn't with them. “He did say he’d try to come over after work if he can.”

“I'm sure he’ll blaze down here as soon as he can when he gets off work.” I walked over to Yori and put a hand on his shoulder, “but while he's not, let's do something to kill time till he gets here.”

Val showed the three rooms that they could put their stuff down in and when they all came back, we decided to play some random various games to kill time. We’d stop between games to watch an episode, or thirteen episodes, of an anime or just go outside to stretch our legs. After awhile of board games, we were all huddled in the living room just talking about random things like class stuff and what every one’s major was like. I had gotten up to go to the bathroom, and when i came back i noticed Aj’s back to me as he stood leaning over the sofa talking to the others.

I don't know why but i had the biggest urge to bite him on the neck without him knowing. I crept slowly and silently behind him, lowering myself at the knees just a bit to hide my presence from him. He shifted his weight around on to a different foot, and i paused my stalking until he was done moving around. Getting close to him as much as i wanted, i wiggled my feet almost like a pouncing cat would...and then i sprung. I got on his back and nipped his neck just enough to leave a mark. But sadly, Aj had stupid fast reflexes and when he felt me on his back and then bite him, he turned to his side and threw me off of his shoulders and over the sofa and onto the cushions. I hit the plushy cushions while laughing and eventually rolled over onto the floor where i curled into a ball cackling.

“Did you just fucking bite me?!” Aj shouted slightly, his voice a bit in a panic about it and i heard him slap his hand on his neck and shoulder area.

“Yeah i did.” I laughed and popped up to sit on my ass looking up at him from the other side of the sofa.

He stared at me and narrowed his brows together and gave me a confused and disgusted look on his face, “Why the fuck did you bite me?”

“I dunno, i just had the biggest urge to do so.” I grinned up at him like i was an innocent child.

Aj was about ready to come after me again and I was ready to book it through the house again and run outside where he can’t get me. Karim had made his way around the sofa before Aj could hop it to grab me. He held tightly onto Aj by wrapping his arms around Aj’s waist and hugging him from behind. Val had crawled over my lap when he saw me scoot away from the sofa and almost crab walk backwards my ass out of this living room. Yori and Gabe looked so confused as to what was happening all of a sudden. Joce on the other hand was frantically looking between Aj and I with a smile on her lips like she wanted to see this turn into something.

“No more running through my house.” Val looked between me and Aj, “and no more attempted to piss each other off.” Val pointed at Aj then back to me.

“He bit me!” Aj shouted in protest.

“It was playful biting!” i protested back at him “plus you wrestling threw me off your shoulder damn it, I could have died.” I hissed.

“No you weren't.” he grumbled.

“I could have.” I mumbled back.

“I don’t care. If you two keep it up then i’m sleeping with Val tonight, and you two are sleeping in separate rooms.” Karim spoke with a very firm voice and leaned around Aj to look up at him.

Aj just stared at Karim for a while silently. I couldn’t tell if they were actually talking telepathically to each other, probably that, or if they were doing the couple version of that. Karim squinted a bit and squished his nose while he stared up at aj. Aj leaned down a kissed Karim quickly on the lips before straightening up again.

“Fine, I’ll be nice.” Aj turned his head to look at me once more.

“I’ll think about it more.” I mumbled a bit.

Val punched me lightly in the arm, “adrian.”

“Ow fuck damn okay i’ll be a good noodle.” I stared at Val and covered my arm where he punched me.

“But back to important matters.” Val crawled off my lap and i grabbed him again to instantly put him back onto my lap. He didn't protest much, mostly laughed, “what do we want to do for dinner? We can hunt in my pantry or order pizza.”

“Pizza.” I raised my hand.

“Pizza!!!” Gabe and Joce both raised their hands together. Joce wiggled her body with it too.

“I'm fine with pizza.” Aj dropped his arm over Karim’s shoulder and pulled him in closer to him and swayed slowly.

“I'm alright with that.” Karim smiled and leaned into Aj.

“Yori?” Val turned to look at yori who was looking at his phone.

“I'm good with pizza, im texting kane if he’d be here for dinner and what he’d want.” Yori looked up from his phone with a smile.

“Home made or order?” Val laughed lightly and sunk down a bit in my lap and leaned against my chest.

“Homemade sounds so good.” I rested my head on Val’s head.

We all agreed on homemade pizzas and what all toppings we had to get and decided on who was Pro and con pineapple on pizza. Gabe and Val were pro pineapple, Aj didn't care he’d just eat it, Joce was indifferent about it based on mood and cravings, Yori basically just went eh about it, Karim didn't really mind it much but would prefer without, Kane and I were the only ones who are completely against it.

Aj, Joce, gabe and I were the one’s who went out to shop and get everything we needed to cook. We all got in Joce’s car and it was fairly cramped and a tight fit for Aj to fit in. We made it to the store in one piece, and when we grabbed a cart. Joce hopped in the basket and I pushed her around the store as Aj and Gabe were the one’s grabbing things and putting everything in her lap or around her body if it was heavy. Joce would occasionally peanut gallery tell us what to get because it was better quality or it tasted better in her opinion, surprisingly we all listened to her and get what she pointed too. When we were checking out I put in my debit card before anyone else could protest and Aj shoved me out the way to do the self scanning. Gabe was helping Joce hand everything to Aj and then he helped her out of the basket and onto her feet. We headed back to the car and back to Val’s place. Aj was the first out of the car and helping get things out because he hated the cramped feeling. We got everything inside and we all began to help cook if we could. Val and Karim were the ones mostly in charge of this process, but we were all helping make four pizzas because thats a lot of fucking pizza for two people to make. Couple minutes after we started prepping, the doorbell rang and Val skipped off towards the door and let Kane in.

“What up dudes!” Kane shouted cheerfully. Something rustling along with him as he came inside with Val. “How many pizzas are y’all makin?” Kane popped in the kitchen behind Val with a backpack on his back and shopping bags in his hands.

“Four of them.” Val laughed lightly and began helping again.

“Do any of them have pineapple?” he sounded so concerned about that question.

“Sadly yes we lost the battle.” I looked over at Kane with a frown.

“Damn it!” he groaned playfully, “you guys, Pineapple doesn't go on pizza!”

“Yes it does. It’s delicious and adds a sweetness to the pizza.” Val popped back with a smile and a wiggle in his shoulders.

“Yeah no this shit is sweet.” Kane laughed lightly and held up the bags in his hands. “I grabbed us some snackage if we need a sugar rush.”  Kane then left to go put his bags down and he came back into the kitchen to help us finish all the cooking up.  

As we waited for the pizzas to cook we all talked in the living room, huddled together around the sofa. Kane was telling us about what he had to do during work and that he was late because of his little sister. The pizzas were done and we all stayed in the living room sitting on the floor around a coffee table with a show playing in the background. I kept trying to pick the pineapples off of Val’s pizza and he kept playfully slapping my hand. Kane stared in disgust at Gabe and Val then went wide eyed as he saw Aj take a huge bite of his slice. Karim was hitting on his arm playfully for taking such a big bite. Joce was folding and rolling her pizzas into weird ways before she was eating. Yori and gabe were the only ones who were eating like normal people and were watching us all with smiles on their faces. Kane and I tried locking arms and taking bites of our pizzas and it didn't go as well as we planned. Karim was struggling with pulling the cheese off his pizza in his mouth and eating it so it didn't break into his lap. While val was trying not to choke and laugh while eating his pizza. Aj and Karim were being sickeningly cute with Aj licking excess sauce and cheese off Karim’s lip.

I was watching parts of the anime we had playing and holding my pizza near my mouth and all of a sudden, i felt Val’s hands around my wrist and he pulled my hand down to him and he took a huge bite of my pizza slice then let go of my hand. I stared at him and he just kinda wiggled there next to me being so proud of himself and went back to his pizza. I put my pizza down and stole one of the bits of pizza crust he was saving to eat last. I tossed it in my mouth and kept my lips pursed as he very angrily but playfully was leaning heavily on my body. Everyone started laughing at Val’s intense whine and him leaning on my back.

We finished eating and everyone helped clean up and put things away. Val offered that we should all hang out outside around the fire pit. But then he offered the hot tub and all of us went outside and stripped down to our underwear. Val and I were the first in the hot tub and in our underwear. Yori and Kane joined us next. Karim stripped down to his underwear and had on a pair of skimpy as fuck lacey underwear on. Aj was trying to get his shirt over Karim but he wasn’t having any of it. Val looked shocked and yori was lost in surprise. Kane and i started cheering and both of us whistled and went “bow chicka wow wow”. Aj didn't strip to his underwear but he cleared his cargo shorts of anything important and got in soon after karim. Joce stripped to her bra and panties and climbed in while Gabe watched with his shirt off and looked like he was about to pass out from seeing Joce in her matching black and lacey underwear. Aj almost got out to check if Gabe was still breathing, but he got in after composing himself, sitting beside Joce.

“Oh cool tattoo Gabe.” I put an arm around Val’s shoulders, “when you get it?”

“I got it on my eighteenth birthday.” he smiled at me.

“Did it hurt?” I asked and pushed my bangs off my face.

“Kind of, but I was kinda curious.” He looked over to Aj, “Aj did your tattoo hurt?”

Aj was looking down at Karim before snapping up to look at Gabe. “Nah not really, i have a stupid high pain tolerance.”

“Why tiger stripes?” Kane asked and held up his hand.

“Because i really like tigers and what they symbolize, so i got tiger stripes.” Aj chuckled low and leaned back against the back of the hot tub.

“Cool, legit.” Kane nodded, “now Gabe, why a fox?” he turned to gabe with a hand still raised.

“Because a fox is cunning, noble, and wise. They are also sly and tricksters. Their my favorite animal.” he smiled and that smile turned to a slight smirk. Joce made a little giggle snort noise at Gabe’s answer. He chuckled slightly and looked over at her, “what?”

“Nothing, i just think it's cute.” she smiled.

“Aj.” Val chirped and made Aj look at him, “Can I ask why you aren’t stripped to your underwear?”

“Excuse me?” Aj smirked at Val and raised his brow at him. “Why do you ask?” he started to chuckle a bit.

“Yes why. Everyone else is fine with it.” val smiled sweetly at him.

“I don't think everyone needs to see me with my pants off.” Aj shook his head.

“Oh now i need to see you without your pants on.” Yori laughed. Kane was staring at Yori with a wide smile and then he looked at Aj and started doing his weird giggle.

“It’s up to you sweetie." Karim smiled up at Aj and put a hand on his thigh.

“Alright, fine.” Aj stood up and made the water splash around. “Not my fault if someone dies from over heating.” He made a snarky comment.

“YOOO!” Kane and I both threw our arms up. Kane beginning to laugh even harder and i started cackling.

Aj opened his pants and unzipped them stepping out of his cargo shorts. Kane, Yori, Joce, and I all made a noise in surprise at Aj being the type of man who wears tight as hell boxer briefs, and there wasn't much hiding the shape of his manly bits. He tossed his wet shorts over the side and sat down beside karim and spread his legs a bit once he was comfortable. “Happy?” he chuckled and shook his head.

“Very.” Val smiled happily and made himself comfortable against me and crossed his arms over his lap.

“Do you know how weird it is to have six gay men, Joce and Gabe all basically naked in a hot tub together, and this HASN'T gotten sexual yet?” I put my hand on Val’s thigh and rubbed my hand up and down his leg, getting pretty high up.

“We’re just friends hanging out in the hot tub together. Things don’t need to get sexual Adri.” Val commented and looked up at me through his bangs.

I bit my lip a bit, “Can we make it sexual?”

“Hey, be nice to those of us who aren't in a relationship.” Kane laughed, and slugged me in the arm a bit.

“He’s right Adri. Let’s just relax in the tub and have a good night.” Yori chuckled softly.

“Damn, i was hoping to get freaky.” I laughed and leaned back, dropping my head over the side and staring at the sky. “But this is nice.”

We all chilled in the hot tub for awhile until Joce started harassing Gabe, and she got out screaming and running away from him. Gabe followed after as she ran in circles around the yard. He eventually caught her and picked her up, carrying her back to the house as she kicked and screamed playfully. He bounced her up onto his hip more where she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.  Aj and karim got out next because they were both getting really hot. Kane followed after yori when he got out and I noticed his hand getting really close to Yori’s ass, Yori turning to him and laughing lightly before moving his hand.

Val got up next and a grabbed his hand, pulling him back down onto my lap, “Wait up.” i spoke softly.

“Whats up?” he asked softly, coming down and sitting on my lap.

“Nothin.” I smiled and leaned up to kiss his lips. He opened his mouth eagerly and put his hands into my hair kissing me back. My hands roamed up his wet body before coming back down and slipping my hands in his wet underwear.

Val pressed his body closer to mine, kissing me deeper. My hands slipped further into his underwear and grabbed his ass. He grinded his ass against my crotch a bit and his hands came from my hair and roamed down my chest. He pulled away from our kiss just a bit to catch his breath then resumed kissing me. Taking his wet hands and pushing my bangs away from my face and leaning into me. He sat as high up on my lap as he could, making me lean back to make us comfortable to kiss. A moan escaped my lips as Val grinded against me a bit, a chuckle coming from his lips before we started kissing again.

“Hey, No sex in the hot tub you two!” Karim’s voice shouted from the house.

Val pulled away from me so fast and was already getting out of the hot tub, “yes sir!” he shouted back.

I made a sad groan before getting out after him and grabbing my clothing before going back inside.  Everyone was already in fresh dry night clothes. “Damn already time to go to bed?” I asked, yawning right after asking, “ignore that.”

“I think so. I’ll show everyone where the bathrooms in the house are to make it a little easier. Just let me get dried and changed really quick.” Val smiled and bounced to the stairs and up them.

I followed after val, not with much bounce to my step, and when I got to the bedroom he was changing into a large shirt and had on his short shorts. I brushed a hand along his thigh as he moved around me and smiled up at me before leaving to show everyone the bathrooms. I changed into pajama pants and walked out enough to lean on the doorway and see everyone. “Night everyone.” I waved from Val’s room.

“Night.” everyone said in response in their own way.

Val bounced over to me and i walked slowly backwards into the room, holding onto Val’s wrist and pulling him in with me as he closed the door behind him softly. “So, was I a good boy?” I asked and pulled him in closer to me.

[minsugasnerd]

A Much Needed Escape

A/N: I  wrote the majority of this while sitting in a coffee shop that my friend works at. I hope you enjoy! ^^

Genre: Angst and fluff

Word Count: 3,968

Warning: Mentions drinking and arguing.

I wrapped my arms around myself and let the peaceful sounds of the ocean free my mind. It’s been too hard to focus on anything important lately. I know running away from my problems aren’t a good idea, but in that moment, after the argument I had with my parents I needed to get away. So I packed my backpack with a few changes of clothes and the necessities. I went to where I’m happiest, the beach house.

I knew the boys would be mad, especially Jin who would worry to no end but I didn’t bother telling anyone where I was going. All the way down here I had internal debates with myself, I see where they’re coming from. The lawyer they want me to wed is handsome, no doubt about that and he has a great reputation within the courts. But to me it seems as if they just want me to marry rich. But I also just want to live life the way I want. I want my freedom, I’m young and people my age shouldn’t settle down unless they’re in love. I most definitely am not. I don’t love this man, I don’t even know this man. But they expect me to marry Dyson, sealing my fate to a life of money and a prestigious reputation. You see Dyson has been asked to represent various celebrities, and therefor they think it’s the best decision for me. The way I see it, my parents are basically trying to sell me for their own benefit. They didn’t take too kindly to that statement.

“What do you mean by that y/n?” my mom scoffed.

“Let’s face it, you guys are literally trying to marry me off for your own selfish needs. You guys want the wealth and the promise of me climbing the social latter by marrying some stranger.” I retorted obviously angry by their ignorance.

“We just want what’s best for you,” my mom replied.

“I never thought you would grow up to be this disrespectful towards your mother and I,” my dad said almost too quiet to where I couldn’t hear him. 

“How am I being disrespectful?” I shouted.

“By not obeying our wishes,” he said eerily calm. I’m surprised he hadn’t exploded at this point.

“I have been nothing but obedient my whole life. I’ve done everything you have asked of me! I haven’t been like my sisters and take and take what they want from you. I did everything I’ve ever been asked without complaint. Have you guys ever thought about what I want for myself?” I asked, I tried my best to not cry but I couldn’t stop myself. “Have you guys ever thought that maybe I want to start a life of my own? To go back to school and study? To keep working and save for the trip I’ve been dreaming about my entire life? Huh? Have you?” I told them through pitiful sobs that took over my body.

“Leave your sister’s out of this. This isn’t about them!” my dad shouted and I froze in place.

“This isn’t about me either! It’s all about you!” I matched his tone. I have never raised my voice to them, this was the first time and I have never been so afraid in my life.

My dad stood up from his bar stool and strode over to where I was by the kitchen sink. He was painfully red in the face, making his anger prominent. Especially when he raised his hand and connected it to my left cheek. Instantly I felt the trickle of blood at the corner of my mouth. The sound of his slap quieted everyone with shock at what just happened. I dared to raise my eyes to his and the rage that showed was something I’ve never seen. He didn’t even show a hint of being sorry. That was the first time he had ever laid a hand on me.

I looked over to my mom to see if she was going to say anything in my defense. She showed no emotion, as if it hadn’t even happened. 

“You’re not even going to stick up for me?” I asked, she was a bit more lenient with me. She didn’t even make a peep to acknowledge my question. That right there, was what broke me completely.

I left the two of them in the kitchen as I made my way to my room. I sat on my bed for some time thinking about what happened. I looked at the collage of photos from the beach trip we took earlier in the year, and the idea to get up and go ran through my mind. I made the decision to leave as soon as the went to bed for the night. As soon as I heard the soft click of their door being closed, I grabbed my backpack and hastily packed it. I had no idea how long I was going to be gone for so I didn’t pack much, plus I had clothes stored at the beach house. I left no note before I slipped through the front door and got in my car.

As soon as I left the driveway, I turned the radio up as loud as I could handle. The music helped soothe my soul, that so badly hurt from the goings-on that took place that night. I sang along, not caring that my pitch was off or that sometimes I got the words wrong. I was trying to better myself, to make the bad thoughts go away.

Hours later I pulled into the driveway. I stepped out of the car and into the cool breeze of the late night, I instantly felt at ease. I grabbed my stuff and headed for the false bottomed plant that held the spare key. I unlocked the door and was welcomed by the beeping sound of the alarm, I flipped the case and entered the code to shut it off. I kicked off my shoes and padded down the hallway to my room. I was enveloped by the memories that were strewn across my walls. Pictures of us as a whole family, before my two older sisters started their own. Various Polaroids of Kookie chasing Tae around with seaweed attached to the end of a driftwood stick. Yoongi holding up a crab, I remember us joking around that it was the literal crustacean version of himself. Jin manning the grill like the amazing cook he was. Namjoon sitting on the beach blanket reading like the bookworm he was. Jimin watching the sunset with Hobi’s arm wrapped around his shoulder. I allowed myself to smile, wishing things could go back to the way they were.

I unpacked my bag and went to see what kind of booze was left in the newly added bar. Even though we didn’t come here very often anymore, my parents had paid one of our neighbors to come and clean the place every now and then. Everything was neat and tidy, I reached for a glass to fill up with Brandy. I knew it was my dad’s most prized bottle but I drank some of it anyway. I felt the immediate effects of it as soon as it stung my throat and heated up my body. I shook away the thoughts of our conversation and drained what was left in my cup. I felt my body being slowly taken over by exhaust and decided it was time to rest. Tomorrow would be a better day.

I crawled under the heavy comforter that laid on my bed and settled in for the rest of the night. I turned my phone onto the silent mode, I didn’t want to be interrupted by anyone. My eyes drifted close, the bright moon shining through the blinds that hung on my window was the last thing I saw.

When I awoke the next day, I got up and ate a snack before going on a jog along the beach. I wasn’t the type of person to work out but I used running as a way to clear my head. Running was becoming a reoccurring theme in my life. I stopped once my lungs began screaming for rest. I walked back towards the house and headed straight for the shower.

I was interrupted by a voice shouting out to me.

“Y/N?!” I looked over to the deck next door, my neighbor was there in her chair reading. “What are you doing here dear?”

“I’m just here for a quick get away.” I kept my answer simple. 

“By yourself?” she questioned.

“Yeah I just needed some time to myself.” I smile at her.

“Well if you need anything, I’m here,” she told me and I thanked her before heading inside.

After I let the hot water cascade over me and soothe my aching muscles, I got dressed and decided to go into town. I needed some groceries, as the fridge and cupboards were bare. I slid into the drivers seat and backed out onto the road, the drive to the grocery store was a brief one. I carried the red plastic hand basket around the store, throwing in only what I needed. I wasn’t the biggest of eaters, most of the time I found myself too lazy to make a meal, which is why I snacked a lot. 

“Y/N?” I was brought back to the present, having been staring off into space while I waited in line to ring up my items.

“Jackson?” I was surprised to see him here. “I thought you had moved away?”

“Yeah I did,” he said as he started pulling my things across the scanner. “I moved back for a while because things didn’t work out.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“I’m sorry about that.” I told him sincerely and he shrugged his shoulders.

“It is what is it is,” he smiled. “How long are you here for?”

“I’m not sure. This is a last minute trip. A few days. A week. Who knows?” I said shrugging my own shoulders.

“Maybe we can hang out? It’s been a while, we should catch up.” He said in a hopeful tone.

I handed him some cash to pay for my stuff. “Definitely!” His grin reached from one ear to the next and he handed me back the change.

“Okay! I’ll pop by later,” he told me as I started walking away.

I put all of my groceries away and went into my room to grab my phone, deciding it was time to face the music. I wondered if anyone had noticed that I was gone.

17 Missed calls and a dozen of unread texts.

I saw that a few of the calls had been from my mom. She sent a few texts as well. A majority of them were from the boys.

[Yoongi]: Y/n what happened?! Your mom called and asked if we heard from you. Call one of us back please!

[Jin]: I swear to everything that is holy....you better be okay. 

[Namjoon]: Y/n please call one of us. We’re really worried about you.

[Jungkook]: Noona? Are you okay?

[Tae]: WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!

Taehyung was one of the most frantic and dramatic within the group, he later sent another text apologizing for his language.

I scrolled and read through all of the messages. I wasn’t sure if I should answer any of them, when the screen flashed that I had an incoming call.

“Y/n?” Jimin’s voice came through the speaker. I could hear the distress in his voice. “Guys! She picked up!” he shouted to whomever was in the room.

“Put her on speaker,” I recognized as Jin’s serious voice.

“Pabo! Where the hell are you?!” Yoongi said. Hearing the concern in their tones made me tear up.

“I uhmmm,” I started to say but my voice cracked.

“Is everything okay? What happened?” Hoseok spoke up.

“I got into a really bad argument with my parents.” I stated and scratched my head unsure if I should tell them what my dad had done.

“That’s no reason to run away and not tell anyone where you’re going.” Jin stated. “You could have just came over to our place.”

“I needed to put a lot of space between myself and my parents. A couple of blocks wasn’t going to cut it.” I explained to them.

“Why?” One of them asked. The line went silent for a moment until they asked once more. I sobbed into the phone, I hated crying in front of them.

“He hit me,” I said between gasps of air, I tried wiping the tears away but they just kept flooding my face.

“Y/n, where are you?” Namjoon asked.

“The,” I hiccuped as I tried to regain my composure. “The beach house.”

I heard the jingling of keys, various feet shuffling around, and hushed voices making plans. 

“We’re on our way, don’t go anywhere,” Jin said and I didn’t even have a chance to tell the it wasn’t necessary before they hung up.

I tossed my phone on the couch and went to the bathroom to wash the evidence of my tears away.

I had fallen asleep with a book in my hands but was awoken by the sound of the doorbell. I checked the time on my phone and it was a bit early for the boys to be showing up. Jackson. I forgot he was coming by.

I quickly wiped the sleep from my eyes and opened the door to a waiting and smiling Jackson. He held a case of beer in his arms.

“I didn’t wake you did I?” he asked stepping inside and removing his shoes.

“No, I uh just fell asleep on accident while reading.” I told him

“Ahhh okay. I figured we could have a few while we catch up, is that okay?” He questioned me.

“Of course it’s okay you dork.” I told him and playfully shoved him.

We settled onto the porch swing that was on the back deck. His longer legs set the slow pace we sung at. We took in the sights for a moment, letting the creak of the swinging be the only sound between us. 

“So why did you come back?” I asked him.

He looked down at the beer he held in his hands and took a sip before answering me. “My girlfriend decided to decline my proposal and broke up with me.”

“Well fuck. I’m sorry.” I told him.

He shrugged, it’s something he had been doing since we were kids. 

“It is what-,” he started to say before I cut him off.

“I swear if you finish that sentence, I’m gonna pummel you.” I threatened him.

“Oh really? You’re about as intimidating as a kitten.” He laughed.

I decked him for his response.

“Ow, you dick!” He said rubbing his shoulder. “Since when have you been able to throw an actual punch?”

“I’ve grown up Jackson. Things aren’t the same as when we were little.” I said and took another drink.

We continued to have a few more beers and talked about the past, the present, and the future. We reminisced about spending summers here during our childhood. He drained his fourth bottled before saying it was time for him to go, since he had work in the morning.

“I’m not sure how long you’re here for, but please let’s hang out again,” He said as he stood up. 

“Of course,” I told him standing up as well to show him out of the door.

Before he turned to exit, he pulled me in for a hug which surprised me. “I don’t want to lose touch again y/n.” He whispered which made me relax into his hug.

“I’m sorry I hadn’t kept in touch Jackson,” I apologized to him.

He let go of me. “It’s not just your fault. Mine too. It’s just been way too long.” He half smiled at me.

“We’ll definitely hang out more before I leave.” I told him.

“I’d like that.” He said before leaving all together.

I walked out onto the beach barefoot. Feeling the grains of sand push up between my toes with every step I took. The chilly salty ocean air flowed through my hair, it blew the excess material of Yoongi’s flannel shirt around me. He had let me borrow it when we went on one of our night walks. It was a ritual for us. When neither of us could sleep, we would text each other asking if the other was up or not. More often than not, we were. One night I had forgotten to bring a jacket and the temperature dropped low enough to make me shiver, and that’s when he gave me his flannel shirt to wear. In that moment I felt so alive, I felt happy.

“Yah!” A voice said and I turned around. “That’s where my shirt went.” Yoongi was approaching me. “You thief.”

“Correction; you gave it to me,” he shot me an unamused look. “And I never returned it.” The playful gleam in his eyes returned.

“Like I said, thief.” He pulled me in for a hug. I wholeheartedly welcomed his added warmth. “Why didn’t you let someone know where you were going hmmm?” his voice dropped a few octaves which made me shiver in his arms.

“I needed to get away and I didn’t want anyone to talk me out of escaping.” I told him, he let go of me only to take my hand in his.

“Still you could have told one of us.” He stated as he started leading me back towards the house.

“I know. I’m sorry I didn’t.” The sight of the six others came into view through the glass window that took up most of the back of the house.

Jimin was the first to look up at us approaching and his plump lipped smile made my heart melt. “Noona!”

The rest of the boys shot their heads up and rushed over to me. At this point Yoongi had taken the space behind me, I could feel his body heat as he barely left any space in between us. Like he was my guardian. One by one they each gave me a hug and some sentiment about how worried they had been about me. Jin was the last one and somehow I knew he had some words for me.

“I’m glad you’re safe,” he said backing out of the hug. “But I swear if you ever pull this kind of shit ever again...” He trailed off.

“I know, I’m sorry oppa.” I apologized. The moment I called Jin oppa, Yoongi snaked his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder.

“Leaver her alone hyung, she had her reasons...” The end of his statement went unfinished as Jin shot him a glare. I could feel Yoongi gulp as he did.

“Watch how you talk to me.” He said. “You just better be glad I’m soft for the two of you together.” He winked at me and walked back into the house.

“But we’re not...” I started to say but was cut off by Namjoon.

“Y/n, do you think we’re a bunch of idiots?” he asked. “We see how you two act around each other.” His dimples showed when he smiled at us.

“How do we act?” I asked.

“You two flirt so much it’s annoying,” Jungkook spoke up from behind everyone.

“Annoyingly cute.” Jimin corrected him.

“So cuuuuuuuuuute!” Hoseok laughed.

Jins shouted for everyone to come help him finish putting everything away. I started to move forward, to step foot inside the house but Yoongi pulled me to him again.

“I’m glad that you’re okay.” He leaned his forehead against mine.

“I’m sorry I made you guys worry, that wasn’t -” I began.

“Yah! Didn’t I say some in and help?” Jin shouted from the doorway.

“Sorry hyung,” Yoongi apologized. I gave him a weak smile.

“If you guys don’t help, you aren’t going to make s’mores like the rest of us.” Hoseok teased from inside.

“S’mores?” I instantly perked up at the mention of the delicious treat.

“I know they’re your favorite so...” Yoongi said from behind me.

“Yoongi...you remembered.” I smiled at the memory of our long ago conversation. S’mores are my go-to feel better snack.

“It’s nothing. Go help inside I need to start the fire for the marshmallows.” Yoongi said turning to the fire pit.

I looked at the group of amazing boys in front of me, the boys that I felt like they were my true family. I am so grateful for them. The warmth of my love for them burned hotter than the fire before us. For the first time in a long time, I felt at peace. I felt happy.

“Tae!” Namjoon shouted. “Be careful with that!” I looked at Taehyung who had a marshmallow on his stick, it was still aflame. He looked so fascinated with the burning treat. Before he could continue watching it turn to a mess of burnt sugar, Kookie blew out the flame.

“Yah!” Taehyung yelled.

Tae!” I said laughing and he looked over to me. I threw him a new marshmallow.

“Y/n? Really?” Jin interjected.

“What?” I asked with a big smile on my face.

“Did you do good? Or did you do bad?” He asked.

“Let the boy live.” I replied. “It’s harmless fun.”

Jin just threw me an exaggerated eye roll but let Tae keep having his fun. 

I settled back into the seat right next to Jimin who had a mess of chocolate on his face. It made me even more happy knowing they were enjoying themselves. They deserved it, they worked themselves too hard lately.

After the fire died down to nothing more than a few smoldering pieces of wood, we decided it was time to get some sleep. I poured some water over the firewood to make sure the flames were completely out.

Everyone took their usual places in the house. Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook took to the floor with sleeping bags. Namjoon and Jin took up my parents room. Hoseok took the spare room to himself. Before Yoongi tried making himself comfortable on the couch, I tugged on his arm and gestured for him to follow me to my room.

“Will you stay with me tonight?” I asked once we reached my door.

“Anything for you,” he smiled down at me.

It wasn’t as if I had never slept in the same bed with him before. He brought a different kind of comfort than the other boys did, he made sleeping easier, I was able to rest when he was beside me.

I got under the covers and laid on my side. Yoongi got in right behind me, instantly pulling me into him. His warm body and steady heartbeat made me feel at ease. His arm was draped around my waist and he nuzzled into the crook of my neck. 

“Please don’t ever scare me like that again.” He said barely above a whisper. I turned around to completely face him, his eyes bore into mine. “I don’t know what I would have done-” He started but I cut him off.

“Please don’t think like that oppa.” He smiled a small smile, he liked when I called him oppa instead of his name. “I’m more than okay now-” I glanced down at his lips. “Now that you’re here with me.” I finished and leaned in to softly kiss him.

As if we weren’t already close enough, he hugged me even closer. Being wrapped in his arms, with little huffs of his breaths caressing my cheeks, our heartbeats slowly matching one another’s was the best way to fall asleep. I was content with the right here and now.