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rorywritesjunk · 5 months ago

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Down in the dark where the waves won’t go, I’m bound to find my way.

Sunny and Buggy disagree over the next steps of their life together leading to them spending time apart.

Rating: PG-13 to be safe for swearing and arguing. Warning: Each chapter will have a specific warning. Epilogue!!! Happy ending!!! AAAA!! Word Count: 2,111 A/N: The direct sequel to "No locked upon land...", the fic that started it all. I do not use "You" in this as now that Sunny is an established OC I decided not to go that route. The ending!! Happy!! Also I'm of the belief that you never remember every person you've ever met in your life. You may cross paths multiple times and not realize it. Hence how I chose to end this. Thank you for reading this! It was fun and painful and great to write!

Title comes from "Sailing Song" by S.J. Tucker

Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7 + Chapter 8 + Chapter 9 + Chapter 10 + Epilogue Taglist: @hey-august @lostfirefly @ane5e

Epilogue

It was weird sleeping in but Buggy insisted on it the night before. He said he would get the baby up and even make breakfast (she wasn't too sure on that part) but that she deserved to sleep in. The last year had been hard on them, from the fights to their brief separation to Sunny telling Buggy she was pregnant. She never saw him fall to pieces so quickly before until that moment.

He had been shocked into silence for just a few minutes before he shrieked and rushed to go tell the crew, leaving Sunny behind in the pantry. She could hear the excited cheers from the crew. Apparently they were just as excited as their captain.

“Shh, shh, why are you fussing? You're not supposed to fuss when daddy carries you! It's not flashy!”

She cracked an eye open and looked over towards the door. Buggy held Gold against his chest while carrying a tray of food with his hands out in front of him. The baby was fussy even though Buggy was trying his best to calm him.

“Gold, buddy, come on, Mama's sleeping and you're gonna wake her up.” He huffed softly as he tried his best to soothe him. “I already changed you and you didn't want the mush she made you last night, so what do you want?”

She grinned and burrowed herself under the covers. She'd let him suffer a bit more. He didn't have to carry a baby for 9 months or spend over 30 hours in labor. All he did was cry when the baby was finally born and he finally saw his son with his little fluffy blonde hair and little red nose.

“Goldie, kiddo, you're killing me here.” Buggy whined. Sunny sighed and finally rolled over to face them, only to burst out laughing at the sight of her husband covered in flour, eggs, and she was pretty sure there was some jam in his hair. He glared at her as he set the tray on the bed and passed her the baby. Gold’s eyes lit up and he was happy to snuggle in her arms. She kissed him on the forehead and smiled.

“You okay there, Buggy?”

“I cooked you breakfast!” He told her. “The skillet was too hot and I burned my fingers, and then the water boiled over when I made your tea. The eggs spilled onto the two of us so I had to change Gold again and then he sneezed as I had a scoop of flour and it got everywhere.”

Sunny distracted herself by looking at the tray of food and tried not to erupt into giggles. The piece of toast seemed to have a little hand print in the jam. She looked back at Buggy as he scooted himself into bed beside her and took a bite of the toast.

“Honey, you have jam in your hair.” She pointed out. He groaned and slumped against her as Gold watched his daddy curiously. “There's a little hand print in the jam…”

“He grabbed my hair at one point.” Buggy whined. “I didn't realize he had sticky fingers! Babe, I just washed my hair!”

She kissed the top of Buggy’s head and smiled. “You're a good dad.”

He lifted his head up just enough to look into her eyes as he pouted at her. Dealing with a sticky baby from time to time was something Buggy still couldn't handle. Everything else? Whatever, he could deal with diapers and spit up, but for some reason anything sticky like jam had Buggy wanting to have a meltdown over it.

“Can I go wash my hair?” He whined softly.

“Yes, honey.” She told him as he started to get up. “Thank you for breakfast and for getting the baby ready.”

Buggy looked at her funny and shrugged. “I'm his dad, it's my job to look after him.”

“Yea-”

“I don't care what your family thinks should happen. He's my kid, I am going to raise him. It's not all on you, babe.” Buggy told her as he went to look at himself in the mirror. Maybe he didn't need to wash all of his hair, just that section of it. “The idea that I'm babysitting my own kid is shit and if your aunts and uncles say anything then I'll say something back!”

Sunny doubted he would say anything but she wouldn't discourage him. She loved him even more now after seeing him take care of Gold. Buggy almost always had his son in his arms or near him when he was working. The only time Sunny saw the baby was when it was feeding time.

“I love you, Buggy.” She told him as he tried to wash the sticky jam out of his hair. He looked back at her curiously before grinning widely at her.

“How could you not?” He asked as he winked at her. “I'm the greatest husband and dad in all the sea, babe!”

~*~

He didn't mean to get lost again.

Buggy had only taken a few steps away from the first mate to look at something when a crowd walked by and he was by himself. Where did Rayleigh end up? This was his second time getting separated from the crew on an outing. If Buggy was lost again, he'd get a talking to and won't be allowed to step off the ship ever again. He tried to look around but the first mate was nowhere to be seen.

Buggy tried not to panic but it was a little hard not to.

He stuck his hand in his pocket, gripping the pretty bracelet he had found a few weeks ago. He didn't quite remember how he found it but it was one of his favorite things. The weight in his pocket was a comforting reminder of what he was striving for in his pirate journey: find as much treasure as possible.

“Are you lost?”

Buggy’s head jerked around to see a girl who looked about his age. She was smiling at him but he wasn't sure why. Was being lost amusing to her?!

“No, I'm not lost!” He insisted as he straightened up. “Why would you just ask someone that?!”

“You just looked lost.” She told him with a shrug. “I'm Sunny, my Mama's right over there. You can stay with us until your mom or dad show up if you want!”

Buggy stared at her. She just… offered to have him stay with her not knowing who he was when he could be some scary, dangerous pirate. He was about to say something to her, call her stupid for that, but a woman walked up, her blonde hair in a ponytail, arms covered in tattoos, startling Buggy into keeping his mouth shut. She looked more like a pirate than someone's mother.

“Sunny, what's going on?”

“He's lost, mama!”

“I-I’m not lost!” Buggy squeaked, not taking his eyes off the pirate. She cocked her head to the side before crouching down in front of him, looking him over curiously. He tried to look like he wasn't nervous but… he was for some reason. His captain was the strongest but this lady looked like she could be just as strong.

“Oh? Well, you can hang out with us until someone comes looking for you.” She smiled. “I'm Windy. We were about to get a snack. What's your name, honey?”

He couldn't help but stare at her. The way she smiled and called him honey was… familiar and comforting to him for some reason. He glanced at Sunny. She was smiling at him as well and he felt himself relax just a bit. Maybe he could stick around with them until Rayleigh showed up.

“B-Buggy.”

“Buggy? That's a cute name.” Windy said as she smiled at him. “Let's get you kids a snack while we look for your adult, Buggy. How does that sound?”

He shouldn't talk to strangers. The crew told him and Shanks not to, but he did feel safe around these two. He wasn't sure why but they didn't seem to be a threat. There was a familiarity in that smile and how she called him honey, but he couldn't place where. He swallowed heavily and nodded. He could stay with them until he found Rayleigh.

To keep him from getting separated from them, Sunny held his hand the entire time. Buggy allowed her, saying nothing as his cheeks burned as they sat on a bench while Windy went to get them both a snack. The little girl looked at him and smiled brightly. He looked away.

“I bet Mister Rayleigh will find you.” She told him. “If not, you can stay with us.”

“I can find my way back to the ship if I have to!” Buggy shot back. “This place is just big, okay?”

Sunny tilted her head to the side and smiled. He hated that she kept doing that. Why were these two being so nice and helpful? Did they want something in return? He huffed softly and looked back at her. She gave his hand a squeeze and looked back at the people milling about the area

Windy came back a few minutes later, handing them both a tasty piece of fruit before standing beside her daughter and keeping an eye out for Rayleigh. She met the first mate once before, back when she was a member of the Cook Pirates, so spotting him wouldn't be too hard.

She glanced at the kids. Sunny was asking Buggy questions about living on a ship, being a pirate, all kinds of things, even asking what was the best treasure he found so far. The boy was answering back, an air of arrogance about him as he talked about rescuing the captain one time from a nasty pirate crew and how he found a treasure chest that was almost bigger than the ship! Sunny’s eyes were sparkling as she listened and Windy was happy to see her daughter making friends with someone.

The snacks were enjoyed and the kids were chatting when Rayleigh made an appearance. His face was a mix of anger and relief as he crossed his arms and looked at Buggy. The boy straightened up and looked back at him, wondering what the punishment was, but Windy patted him on the head.

“Rayleigh, it’s been a while!” She laughed. “My daughter found your boy and was close to adopting him into our family. Better keep an eye on him or she’ll kidnap him.”

“Maybe he'll learn not to wander off.” Rayleigh grumbled as the kids stood up. “Let's head back, Buggy. Tell them thank you.”

Buggy looked over at Sunny and Windy. The pirate seemed amused while Sunny looked disappointed about him leaving. They just met, they weren't friends or anything, so why was she looking like she wanted to cry? He scratched the back of his head and glanced up at Rayleigh for reassurance. He sighed and looked back at them.

“Thank you for looking after me.”

“Any time, Buggy!” Windy chuckled. “It was nice meeting you. I bet you're going to be a famous pirate someday.”

Buggy puffed out his chest and looked smug about that. Rayleigh put his hand on Buggy’s head and directed him to Sunny. The little girl just gave him a sad smile and waved at him as the boy glanced up at his guardian again. What was he supposed to say to her? He just thanked them!

“Thank… you for helping me, Sunny?” It was more of a question, but he wasn't sure. Her eyes lit up and her smile got bigger. Buggy forced himself to look away again because he didn't want to look at her any more. She had a pretty smile.

“You're welcome, Buggy!” She replied happily. “I hope we can stay friends!”

He didn't really know how, they wouldn't see each other again, but he just shrugged and stuck his hands in his pockets, toying with the bracelet he found for a moment. It was pretty, but he didn't remember how he got it, so maybe…

He could offload it on her. It wasn't worth anything, he was pretty sure about that, so he pulled out the bracelet and reached for Sunny’s hand. She looked at him curiously as he put it in her hand. He said nothing, stared at her for a moment, then turned and hurried off before Rayleigh turned to follow. Windy just chuckled softly as Sunny looked it over and put the bracelet in her pocket.

He was kinda weird but Sunny thought he was nice. Maybe she'd see him again.

#buggy the clown #buggy the clown x oc #buggy x oc #sunny x buggy

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odder-oddish · 4 months ago

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Bond- Chapter 4

Two chapters in one night? It's more likely than you think, especially with my garbage sleep schedule. I'm enjoying developing these characters. That said, this chapter definitely highlights the enemies of 'enemies to lovers.' No warnings for this chapter, but I have an author's note at the end, sharing some thoughts on the progression of their relationship that I advise you check out after reading.

Demon hunting is a socially isolating lifestyle. It's best to work with another hunter or several others, or loneliness creeps up on you. That said, when you spend all of your time with the same people, they can begin to annoy you. Remember to get space when you need it, and if you and your partners don't click, there's no shame in finding another hunting buddy. It's not like you're chained together anyway. -Henry Bayshore, 'Hunting for Dummies'

Felix doesn't expect to be particularly productive during his first day of research, and he proved himself right. He'd taken a couple more general books on demon summoning, hoping he could at least learn the basics of what the ritual was. He really should have paid more attention when Elodie talked about spells. His rudimentary knowledge meant that reading the complicated texts were slow going.

But he couldn't ask Elodie for help, or Mikaela, though she'd be a great asset. If they knew there was a demon bound to him, they'd try to kill it, and Felix couldn't risk losing his own life. Not when he still had a job to do. Besides, after staying awake for so long, even sleeping through the whole morning wasn't enough. By ten o'clock, Felix was exhausted, so he marked the page in the book he was reading and turned go to bed.

"Will you move?" he asks Ace, who was sitting on the edge of his bed, blocking his space.

"Why?"

"Because I'm tired and want to sleep," he says. "And that's my bed."

Ace just smirks back at him. "But I'm your guest. Shouldn't you be a gracious host and let me have the bed?"

"You don't sleep."

Ace hold up a finger, irritatingly close to Felix's nose. "Ah-ah, I don't need to sleep, but I still can."

Felix shoved his hand away. "You're not taking my bed, Ace."

"I don't see why we can't at least share. It's big enough for the both of us."

Felix rolls his eyes but decides not to fight it anymore. He's too tired. Ace is still blocking the entrance to the bed, with it being set in the corner, so Felix awkwardly steps aside him, climbing into the bed. Trapped between Ace and the bedroom wall, Felix rolls to his side, facing away from the demon, and tries to go to sleep.

Ten minutes pass, and he feels a sudden, rhythmic shaking of the bed behind him. He looks over to see Ace bouncing his leg up and down, still sitting on the edge of the bed. "Would you stop that?"

"Stop what?"

"Rocking the bed."

Suddenly, something is lightly touching the back of his neck, oddly caressing his skin. Felix whirls around and grabs it. He's holding the spade of Ace's tail, which he lets go of immediately. The demon just laughs. "That's funny, I've never had someone complain about that before. Usually they enjoy it when the bed starts rocking."

"You know what I mean. I need sleep," said Felix, rolling back onto his side.

There was a short silence, for perhaps a minute, before Ace spoke again, "Wanna make out?"

"No."

"Wanna snuggle?"

"NO!"

Aggravated, Felix yanked the bed's only blanket over himself completely and squeezed his eyes shut. He just wanted some sleep.

Suddenly, he heard a snicker of laughter behind him. "What?" he asked flatly.

"Nothing. Goodnight, Darling."

Felix finally found an uneasy sleep, hoping that Ace hadn't lied about everything and wasn't plotting to kill him while he slept.

Morning arrived, and Felix had not, in fact, been murdered during the night. With his eyes closed, he enjoyed the relative peace for a moment before the events yesterday began flooding his mind again. Right. Demon. Summoning. Stuck.

With a deep breath, he opened his eyes, ready to face the day.

And came face to face with Ace staring right back at him. Felix shouted in shock and rolled backwards. "Finally," said Ace, laughing. "I was wondering how long it'd be 'til you woke up. You should'a seen the look on your face." Somehow, in the middle of the night, Ace had stepped over Felix's body and slid into the small space between him and the wall.

Felix just groaned. The day was already off to a terrible start. He moved to get off the bed, momentarily forgetting about the chain. Ace made no move to follow him, so when Felix reached the edge, the chain went taut, causing him to lose his balance and fall. Ace just laughed again before rolling out of the bed himself, grabbing the chain from the center, and forcing Felix to his feet.

In the bathroom, Ace continued his streak of childish behavior. Felix began to get undressed to shower. "Would you turn around?" he asked Ace.

"Aw, you're not gonna give me a show?" he responds, sitting on the bathroom counter and trying out one of Elodie's perfumes.

Suddenly, Felix realizes another problem. He can't take his shirt off, as the chain connecting them keeps him from sliding out of his sleeve. He returns to the bedroom, pulling Ace along with him. He finds a pair of scissors and the shirt from the top of the sleeve to the collar. "Turn around," Felix repeats once they're back in the bathroom, with a strong sense of authority that even has Ace doing a double take. He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound, but otherwise complies while Felix strips and turns on the shower.

Felix has never been one to sing in the shower, but apparently, Ace is. As Felix tries to clean himself as fast as possible, Ace belts out a chorus to a Whitney Houston hit that would bring tears to the singer's eyes. Tears of pain, that is. Felix pokes his head out from behind the shower curtain and tells Ace to shut it, to which he responds, "Jealous?" and continues singing anyway. Felix thunks his head against the wall of the shower, trying to calm himself down before continuing.

Ace must hear his pause, with shower sounds not changing, because he suddenly pipes up. "Want some company?" Felix doesn't dignify the question with a response, finishing up in silence before shutting the water off, and another complication arises. His towel is on the wall next to the far side of the shower, the chain is out the front. Felix is left awkwardly stretching through the entire length of the shower, one hand close at the front of the shower, where the chain is still connected to Ace and the other reaching for the towel. After significant struggle, he manages to catch the cotton between two fingers and pull it back towards himself.

Drying himself off, Felix puts his new pair of pants on and wraps the towel from his torso to just beneath his arms. "Wow, you really are a prude," Ace comments at the way he choses to cover himself. Felix just rolls his eyes and leaves the bathroom.

Elodie's door is open, but her room is empty, so Felix enters and finds the sewing kit she keeps on her. Years of hunting have made them both experts in basic clothing repairs, a skill Felix has found surprisingly helpful recently. Back in his own bedroom, he ignores Ace yanking on the chain and snickering as he sews three buttons into his shirt along the line he cut. Finally able to dress, Felix undoes the buttons, slides his shirt on and then closes the top. The sleeves are now a little uneven in tightness, but it's better than wearing the same shirt for days.

"What's your problem?" asks Felix, finally reacting to Ace's antics.

The demon just shrugs. "You brought me here, you can deal with it."

"I'm sorry, is this just… revenge for being summoned?"

"Maybe," says Ace, in a way that certainly means yes. "Maybe some inspiration for you to solve this damn problem for both of us."

"You know, you could help with that," says Felix, opening the door and going downstairs with Ace still jingling the chain behind them.

He doesn't let up on his antics in the kitchen either. As Felix tries to make breakfast, Ace blocks his way to the fridge, turns off the stove while Felix is cooking eggs, and very nearly trips him with his tail.

"Would you quit it?" Felix hisses, finally adding the eggs as well as a toasted bagel to his plate.

"Quit what?" comes a voice from behind him, and Felix freezes. He catches Ace's expression too, and he also has a look of shock on his face.

Felix turns to see Elodie walk into the room., returning a glass to the kitchen. "Nothing," he answers quickly. "Just, erm, was trying to kill a fly and it kept getting away."

"I see," says Elodie. "You feeling any better? I haven't seen much of you lately, and I wanted to talk about catching that demon."

"Do you really think it's worth our time?" Felix asks.

"Absolutely, I bet it's tracking us. It found our room," says Elodie. "Hell, maybe the summoning failed because it was already here, just out of sight. Maybe it knocked us out and we couldn't see it."

Felix begins adding jam to his bagel, trying to think of a way to answer Elodie's question that gets her to back off the summoning without becoming suspicious. If she tries summoning Ace with Felix already bound to him who knows what would happen? "Why would it just knock us out?" he finally asks. "It could have killed us last night."

"Maybe it was trying to send a message," says Elodie, uncertain. She sits down at the kitchen table, pondering the situation.

"Well then it did a pretty poor job. It should have at least let us know what it wanted." Felix pulls a fork out of the kitchen drawer and sets in on his plate.

"What's your theory then?"

Felix looks at Ace, who's leaning against the countertop, an uncharacteristically serious expression on his face. "Maybe your summoning had an issue. It was your first time trying it, after all. And maybe it's a weak, pathetic demon who's too scared to come after us face to face." His tone is sharp as he ends his sentence, and he looks at Ace out of the corner of his eye who responds extremely maturely, sticking his tongue out at Felix.

"Maybe. Let's lay low for a few days; make sure it doesn't pop up and come for us when we aren't ready."

"I agree. I'll do some reading and see if I can find anything about failed summonings." Elodie nods.

"I'm going to go to the store today for some groceries. You need anything?"

"I'll text you," says Felix as Ace next to him says "Oh, how about a good red wine." Felix ignores him and picks up his plate, wondering where his fork went. He opens the same drawer and picks up another one as Elodie turns to leave.

Felix picks up his phone and begins adding a few things to a list for Elodie. "So, maybe a nice Merlot, what do you think?"

"I'm not asking Elodie to get you wine," says Felix, sending the message.

"Why not? Forcing me to be around you is bad enough, but having to do it sober is just cruel," says Ace.

"Because I don't drink wine; if I ask her to buy some, she'll be suspicious."

Felix takes the plate to the kitchen table and Ace follows. Only when he sit down does he realize that the fork is missing again. "Ace, did you take my fork?"

"Hmm, why would I do that?" asks Ace, fluttering his eyelashes. Felix rolls his eyes and fishes yet another out from the drawer. He eats as quickly as he can, ravenous after the last few busy days.

Felix tries to settle in for another day of research, but Ace does not let up on his antics. From talking nonsense to himself to wandering around the room, going through his stuff and testing the lengths of a chain. Felix gets so wrapped up in trying to study one of the books that he doesn't notice that Ace has looped the chain around his front while he zoned out, leaving the thin chain tangled up around his chest. He nearly falls out of the chair trying to fix it, and Ace cackles.

After several hours and no new answers, Elodie brings him food. Chicken and rice and some grilled vegetables. Felix takes a break from reading and allows himself to eat more slowly, enjoying his rest from work. He zones out a little bit, just relaxing for a while. At least, until he hears a snicker from the bed to his left.

He turns over to see that Ace has snatched his journal. He has a pink pen in his hand, and is doodling over the faded writing and sketches on the pages. "What are you doing?" Felix whisper-yells, knocking the pen from his hand. He tries to nab the journal as well, but Ace turns away, holding it just out of reach.

"I'm just making some revisions," he said. Felix stares at the pink scribbles, which are certainly are not improvements.

"Where'd you even get that pen? Give it back!"

"It was on the desk in the library. And, no, I don't think I will."

Felix lunges for his journal again, only succeeding in jostling Ace's arm a little bit, causing a small "click" to come from the back of the book.

"Ooh, what's this?" Ace asks teasingly, and Felix's blood runs cold. Ace opens up a hidden compartment in a journal, and half a dozen polaroid photos fall out. "What are these? Are they of you?"

Felix gets out of the chair to grab at them, but Ace kicks the chair out as he tries to get up, causing Felix to slip on to the ground. Ace pins him down. "Just a sec', I wanna look at these real quick." Felix just freezes, giving up completely. He's too weak to fight back; he can't argue and yell or Elodie will hear. He's completely stuck.

"Oh, is this a young Elodie?" asks Ace, holding up the first picture. Felix knows the photo of him and Elodie sitting on a tree branch on Dyer Island. "She was adorable, and you… well the bowl cut wasn't a great idea."

"Ace, please stop," Felix says desperately, angry at having his privacy completely invaded. The demon doesn't listen, he just keeps flipping through the photos until he comes to the last one.

The last is Felix's favorite. He's seventeen in that picture, which Elodie took. It shows him and another boy, just a year older. The other boy is looking at the camera, a look of pleasant surprise on his face as a young Felix leans in and kisses him on the cheek. "You never told me about a boy in your life," says Ace. "You've got good taste; how come he's not out here hunting demons?"

With renewed anger, Felix stands up, making another attempt at grabbing the photos. He catches the one in Ace's hand between his fingers and tries to pull it away, but the photo rips in the process, causing Felix to stumble back down, eyes beginning to water.

"Well now look what you've done," taunts Ace, picking up the pieces of the photo and turning them over. "Oh you left him a note on the back. 'Dear Sebastian, you'll always be here, in my heart. I-'…Oh fuck." Ace trails off and a genuine look of remorse crosses his face. He doesn't finish reading the photo.

'I miss you.'

Felix is crying now. He'd just destroyed the last photo of him and Sebastian, his first love, and one of his best friends. There was so little left from the Pariahs, and now, another artifact had been destroyed.

"Sorry," mutters Ace. But it's half-hearted. Felix doesn't respond, just sitting down on the bedroom floor and sobbing, holding his head in his hands. He stays like that for a long time. Ace is mercifully silent.

When he finally composes himself and stands up, he doesn't look at Ace, though he can feel the demon's stare directed towards him. Instead, he turns to the desk, where he sits down and opens the next tome. The demon has caused enough pain already. It's time to send him away.

Final Note: Ace obviously crosses a line several times this chapter, and while it's not a surprise due to his demonic nature and the situation he finds himself in, it does raise some concerns about the progression of Felix and Ace's relationship. Obviously, a lot of fiction contains unhealthy, toxic relationships. But I know a lot of folks don't jive with that, myself included. So without causing any spoilers, I just want to let everyone know that Felix is not about to be a pushover this fic, and Ace has a lot of reflecting to do before any sort of relationship is possible between them. The tension and Ace's ass-hattery will not be swept under the rug in a would-be unhealthy relationship. Thank you for reading, and I appreciate any and all feedback.

#dead by daylight #ace visconti #felix richter #riconti #dead by daylight fanfic #rip my sleep schedule

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diamond-punk0963 · 2 years ago

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RWBY/MCU AU; Interaction Head-canons #1

Hello everyone! Diamond Punk here! I know it's been awhile since I've made a decent post on things related to pop culture aside from re-blogging.

Due to recent events and interests, I've decided to make a little series of my own. Taking two of my most obsessed franchises and putting it together into a cross over series; I'm making a series upon the scenario of RWBY characters meeting MCU characters!

To start this series, I'm gonna kick off with everyone's favorite red rose reaper: Ruby Rose! She'll be meeting two of the newest supernatural heroes to come across the MCU scene. I hope you guys enjoy this opening into the new series!

~Silver-eyed Reaper meets the Fist of Vengeance~

1. Ruby would be in awe of Marc's cape as Moon Knight and shows him her cape as well. They're cape buddies from there.

2. Adding into Moon Knight's outfit, she would be in awe of the entire outfit as well. She'd be curious of how Marc was able to have his weapons embedded into his outfit as well. Not to mention, how he was able to send bullets back with said cape. (She’s secretly taking notes)

3. "I'll show you my special trick if you show me yours!", Ruby, wanting to exchange displaying her silver eyes with Marc showing his special tricks as Moon Knight as well.

4. Upon meeting Ruby and having interactions with her, Marc would be a tired dad (Qrow??) towards her while Steven is soft, supportive uncle, and Jake being the quiet, protective Tio as well.

5. Ruby is probably one of the few people (besides Layla) that listens to Steven ramble about Egyptian Mythology. Mainly because she wants to understand the whole thing with Egyptian gods since him, Marc, and Jake are tied up upon that scenario. It's good to know what kind of environment you're falling into.

6. Holy shit, Steven and Ruby are nerds for completely different reasons. Steven's a nerd for Egyptian mythology and Ruby's a weapons nerd. The two bond over this which becomes useful within the scenario of using the right weapons upon a fight and what kind of gods and threats involving Egyptian mythology they come up against. (And yeah, this is me standing on the headcanon of Ruby being autistic)

7. "So a bird gives you powers?" " . . . . . . . Pretty much. How do you get the special abilities you have?" "It's my semblance that makes me go fast. Aside from that, my eyes were something I inherited from my mom." "Oh . . . Wicked." (Convo on their abilities. Steven was curious)

8. Upon their down time, Steven does give Ruby a tour around London. She shows her the museum and all of the places he usually hang around at with a few tourists spots. Marc takes her to a few restaurants to chat about her life at Remnant. As for Jake, he doesn't interact too much but sometimes, he leaves little gifts for her. (Cookies, Strawberries, and weapon magazines)

9. In the beginning, Ruby was confused about how the whole scenario of Marc/Steven/Jake until Marc explained to her that he has Dissociative Identity Disorder. From there, she did more research on that matter to understand those three better.

10. All and all, Marc doesn't mind having Ruby around. Makes his time in London less lonely. Steven likes having Ruby around because of their bond on their nerd side and her kindness towards him. As for Jake, he doesn't talk to her too much but he does protect her from any form of threats.

11. When the two began their patrols at London, Ruby was excited to see Marc when he entered the fray. It got to the point where she literally yelled out, "Deadly Croissant Man!!!" when she saw him jump in. A week passes; Jake wouldn't let him live it down while Steven is still laughing on the floor while he's secretly agreeing with her.

12. "Hey Moon Knight, how do you make your cape like that?", Ruby asking Marc about his cape. "It's just apart of my outfit that Khonshu has granted me, Ruby."

13. Speaking of nightly patrols, Ruby has used petal burst when it came to quick escapes. First time she did so, she nearly scared the crap out of Marc, Steven, and Jake. Since then, she has to make sure to let those three know when she was going to use her petal burst. Marc still isn't used to the idea of traveling in the speed that she goes through.

14. "I swear, kids are getting crazier these days.", Marc, after seeing Ruby fight with a huge scythe. He isn't used to seeing young people within the fighting field. Especially, one being able to shoot light out of their eyeballs.

15. Aside from their difficulties upon their abilities, they handle each other pretty well within a fight. Ruby being able to do well within long distance attacks and close by with her scythe while Moon Knight is basically like a tank, being able to redirect attacks and protect himself and ruby with enemy attacks with his cape.

16. There were a few instances where Ruby went off with Marc on missions on Cairo, which is also she met Layla. (That's a story for another day) The place did remind Ruby a bit of what she heard about Vacuo; the desert environment and hot climate. First day, she had to cling onto Marc so that she wouldn't get lost within the large crowd. She had no idea Cairo would be as big and packed as it was.

17. Even though he doesn't admit it, Jake does have a nickname for Ruby. (pequeña rosa = little rose) The first time he called her that, it was an accident. He wanted to take it back but . . . Ruby liked the nickname so he kept it.

18. You can’t look at me, dead in the eye and say that Jake WOULDN’T spoil Ruby when it comes to weapons. The guy wanted to have someone to share his weapons interest with and he found the right girl. This has left Ruby, scared and confused to find a set of blades and guns by her side and Marc, pushing Jake away from Ruby for a few months since then.

19. Getting into some angst here (*looks at volume 8*), I feel like Moon Knight would help Ruby out in the scenario that she’s going through a mental break down (if we’re connecting this to Vol 8). Steven would comfort her with him either letting her vent her emotions or talking about Egyptian mythology to take her mind off of things. As for Marc, he would act more of a mentor towards her. He understands her struggles and wants to let her know that she isn’t alone. As for Jake, he’d be rather perplexed on how to help. Thus, he’d just leave small snacks and video games ("Kids are into this, right?") for her.

20. Upon finding out about Yang, Marc would be HIGHLY PERSISTENT on reuniting Ruby with her older sister. Given how he lost his younger brother at a young age, he doesn’t want the same thing to happen to Ruby. (Steven’s curious on meeting her while Jake is going to make sure that there’s not a single hair damaged on either of the girls)

21. Meeting Jake for the first time, Ruby was cautious about him. (Mainly because she wasn’t sure that he was going to be friendly towards her) Which to her surprise, he’s very chill with her. Granted, he acts more like (somewhat because Marc got involved about him being around her) a chaotic uncle. He’s definitely got his eye on crescent rose, wanting to know how Ruby made her weapon which leads to them sharing tips on weapons. Ruby becomes Jake’s sparring partner from there. (He makes sure that he doesn’t go too hard on her. Otherwise, Marc’s gonna have a word with him)

22. Ruby telling the Moon Knight system about Remnant would lead them to be curious on a few things. Marc’s surprise about Salem and how her and her friends are being pulled into a larger than life war. (He’d jump in to help her at any chance he gets) Steven would be more curious about her team and friends. He’d like to get to know Blake (Aside from tea and book interest) and more about the situation with Faunus upon her world. As for Jake, he’d be similar to Marc but being the weapons expert that he is, he’d love to learn how to make fusion weapons. Not only that, he’s also want to learn how to get dust incorporated into said weapons.

23. Upon the nightly patrols that Moon Knight has with Ruby, Khonshu has also been given an interest towards her. It didn’t happen at first, seeing that the moon god found her upon the same level of annoyance as he held Steven towards in the beginning. However, given her silver eye capabilities and skills as a huntress, the idea of her being a potential avatar for him wasn’t too far off. This idea was somewhat hinted as he started to make himself visible towards Ruby (ex: Her hearing his voice and seeing silhouettes of him) but it was given to a halt as soon as Marc started to see what Khonshu was doing. (Even though Khonshu was doing this as a tactic to keep Marc, Steven, and Jake as his Avatar. Similar to what he did with Layla)

24. Ruby has been thinking about of a team up name between herself and the Moon Knight system. When it’s her and Marc (in the suit); Rouge Lotus. For her and Steven (in the suit); Crescent Kebechet. (Ruby had a hard time pronouncing the god’s name. Steven had to help.) And for her and Jake; Crimson Medjay. (Jake doesn’t really care much for the team name. Steven liked the idea and helped her with their team name. Marc secretly likes it.)

25. The two first met one night, Marc was doing his usual night patrols when he saw a lost girl that seemed in danger. Naturally, he went to see what’s going on. That’s when he saw Cresent Rose in action. (Nearly scared the crap out of him and Steven; "Who the bloody hell lets a child keep a scythe?!" "Steven, I highly doubt that she’s ‘just a child’.") Ruby was defending herself from some bad guys when she saw him. She tried to push him away but Marc had the upper hand. Once he got a good look at her, he started to ask questions. (Steven starts fronting at this point) It wasn’t too long for him to realize that Ruby wasn’t from around here. Marc wasn’t sure to trust her but Steven saw a better approach to assess the situation at hand. From there, the two slowly started to bond with each-other.

26. (Blame Vol 9 trailer for this) Another similarity I see between the two is being pulled into a war of some sorts. Marc and Steven being pulled into a god’s bidding and Ruby being pulled into a war between two immortals. If Marc found out about this ‘larger than life’ war, you can not TELL ME THAT MAN WOULD GO ABOVE AND BEYOND TO MAKE SURE RUBY AND HER TEAM WOULD BE OKAY.

27. Ruby seeing some of her dad, Tai, within Moon Knight. Like the way he helps her when she’s in a tight pinch, holds her close whenever she feels like breaking down. Steven would be there to comfort her while Marc would be there to protect her. Although he never says it, Marc deeply cares about Ruby as if she was one of his own. As for Jake, he’ll murder anyone that would dare lay so much as a finger towards her.

28. Steven giving Ruby hugs that remind her of Yang. It’s just . . . Ruby needs a hug when things get too harsh for her. Poor girl’s been through enough as it is. She probably misses home and feels like everything is falling apart for her. That being a hero is tearing her apart. With that being said, Steven would hug her and Marc would tell her to let all of her pain out. Let her let go of her emotions on the matter.

29. Getting more into the angst side of things, Ruby and Steven talking about their moms. Marc and Steven didn’t have the best luck with their mom, growing up while Ruby doesn’t even know much about her’s. Seems like a two sides of a same coin scenario; one growing up with a mom that was abusive and one not having a mom as they grew up but knowing that they were a good person from the stories that they heard of her.

30. One time that Ruby was not feeling like herself is when Jake would typically front. They would talk for hours about life and how they ended up being upon the case that they’re in. No matter how insane things got, they would still have each other. (Jake doesn’t admit that he’s growing fond of Ruby but Steven and Marc know.)

31. "El mundo te ha quitado demasiado, pequeña rosa. Déjame manejar esa carga. Un guerrero como tú no debería sufrir tanto.", Jake would whisper as he’s holding Ruby close after she had a nightmare about losing her team. He’d let her talk about it if she wanted to. (Although he never tells her at first, Jake actually made a head start on her team’s whereabouts. He knows how dear they are to her and he’ll make sure a single hair isn’t harmed on their heads.)

32. Steven making friendship bracelets for the group! Not only does it help Ruby figure out who’s fronting at the moment (besides the shift of voice) but it also gives Ruby a reminder than she’s not alone. Her bracelet is black and red, her initials in beads with a rose and crescent moon charm. He gave it to her as she was starting to find her way and who she is. She holds it very fondly. Marc, Steven, and Jake’s have a similar color scheme for their bracelet. Only difference was that the initials and and charms. Steven had a pyramid charm and an eye of Anubis charm. Marc has a moon charm to connect with Ruby’s (Steven’s idea. Marc didn’t mind) and Jake’s bracelet has a bullet charm.

33. Ruby learning about Judaism through Marc (I really hope Disney/Marvel fix his portrayal about this side of his identity in season two. It’s a huge part of his character) and how his experience was as a son of a rabbi. I don’t really see Ruby being too much into religion but I can see her keeping an open mind when he explains it to her.

34. Ruby accidentally calling Marc ‘dad’ after they nearly escaped with their lives. Took him for a loop for a few minutes before he finally snapped out of it. After all they’ve been through, Marc couldn’t help but see Ruby as one of his own. (Khonshu is probably wondering if this means that she’s his granddaughter at this point) Steven’s secretly gushing at the fact that they have a ‘chosen’ daughter at this point. Jake’s already attached to her so he doesn’t mind calling her his ‘hija’. (And if anyone asks, yeah. That would also mean that Moon Knight would also have to bring in Yang as his chosen daughter as well at some point. Siblings are a package deal, y’know.)

35. Now, Ruby can’t help but think of Moon Knight whenever she sees the moon. (Shattered or not) If Ruby was ever into getting tattoos, I can see her getting on of the shattered moon that reminds her of him. No matter where they would be, she would always see herself as a child of the moon.

~What if little red and the wolf were companions?~

1. If you know Ruby’s character inspiration, YOU KNOW HOW EASILY JACK WOULD FIT IN UPON THE PAIR!

2. They both grew up/lived in a forest environment so that would be a thing to bond on. (Going on a guess that Jack grew up in a forest? Again, don’t know much of his backstory for the MCU.)

3. First time they met, probably in the forest. (Going on an alt-Vol 9 idea that instead of Ever After; They fell into the MCU but at different locations) Jack found crescent rose while having a stroll and went to see if he could find the owner of said weapon. In which, he did and found a spooked Ruby.

4. Jack would also be Ruby’s guide through the MCU except she’d go in face first with the supernatural side. Granted, she would be taken back by the whole ‘werewolf’ thing but she would find a way to get by with it.

5. Ruby would probably get PTSD flashbacks to the hound her and her team faced, seeing Jack in his wolf form for the first time. If Jack were to somehow sense this, he’d probably give her some comfort. (She tenses up at first but once she realizes what he’s doing, she’d let him in)

6. Jack being curious about her silver eyes would be an interesting scenario to watch. He’s never met anyone with Ruby’s eye trait and occasionally, she’d use the flash to make a distraction for a quick escape if they were in any sticky situation.

7. At first, I feel like the two would be an awkward pair. (Ruby new to . . . Everything and Jack having another companion with him) But as time passes on and the two further develop, I can see the two becoming a interesting tag team. (Blaze-blue, anyone?)

8. If I were to label this pair with a trope, I’d say they would be a mix of unexpected friendship and the whole ‘I found this child in the forest and oh shit, I’m adopting them’ scenario. Add a dash of fairytale reference and we’d have the pair on the rise!

9. If Jack were to describe Ruby’s scent, (he’d probably have it memorized after a few weeks) it would go into two directions. If it was her in deep combat, probably sweat and ammo powder. If it was just her in a normal/typical scenario, it would be fresh roses and baked sweets. (Likely cookies? 👀)

10. Speaking of sweets, Ruby would be concerned if Jack ate anything with chocolate. She wouldn’t react in a major way. More of a "Are you sure that’s a good idea?", with a concerned tone. She doesn’t know if the whole werewolf thing affects what he can’t or can consume so yeah.

11. Expanding more, Ruby would ask Jack about the whole 'werewolf thing he does' as she puts it. She’d read a few stories about wolves when she was a little girl (specifically, Beowolves but that’s a different story) so she wanted to see if any of the stories she’s heard had any form of truth in them.

12. For the first few weeks since she fell, she did stay with Jack at his little camp site. It wasn’t too much of an issue since she’s camped during Vol 4. Only difference is that she doesn’t have a tent but she finds whatever she can to at least, make a stable form of shelter.

13. She does end up meeting Ted, shortly after. Granted, she was spooked at first. (She though he was an ursa) Jack assured her that she was safe. (Basically imagine her first encounter with little except she tripped, landing on her back)

14. "How long have you been doing this? The whole ‘werewolf’ thing.", Ruby asking Jack about his ‘condition’. "Longer that you’ve thought to imagine."

15. Ruby telling Jack about her team during campfire nights. He could tell from her voice, she misses them. More importantly, her sister. He tries to approach her about Yang but backs off when he notices Ruby’s attempt to change the subject. By that night, he makes a mental note to keep an eye out for her teammates and sister if they ever fell within the area. If it was possible that Ruby fell, who’s to say that the same wouldn’t happen for the others?

16. Going more into angst, Jack helping Ruby when the burden of being a leader becomes too much for her. He understands the important of the role but he starts to disagree when it gets to the point of affecting one’s mental health. And given Ruby’s state when he found her, she’s long overdue for a therapy session. He doesn’t persist at first but he does let her vent out her emotions and gives whatever advise he can to help her.

17. On nights where Ruby’s alone at the small camp section on full moon nights and the scenario plays where Jack encounters her in his beast form, you can’t tell me that he wouldn’t try to comfort her. If he was able to, he could probably sense the fear within her upon contact. (Like how some animals can sense fear upon their prey or around them) Ruby’s still not used to seeing Jack like that so there is going to be tensity happening upon that. It’s just her and Jack. The wolf that reminds her of the beasts back home. Yet, she could tell that he was nothing like them.

18. Long story short, Jack’s wolf form starts getting attached to Ruby as if he was one of his own. In his wolf form, he would snuggle close to her when she’s asleep. That and bring back dead prey as a way to provide for her. (Ruby freaked out, first week that happened) Ruby would also take notice of his ‘protective’ side when the scenario of fighting hunters or other monsters arises. Especially if she gets injured in any way.

19. On the scenairo where the roles are flipped, Ruby would go all ‘silver eyes’ on anyone that would act harm on her and/or Jack. Going on the scenario of her eyes having an effect on monsters but not on people, she can either use it as a distraction for a quick escape or to slow those who are after them down to where they can get out of there. Ruby would most likely use petal burst to carry herself and Jack away from the scene. Would probably exhaust herself out if petal burst was used to travel within a longer distance than she normally travels into.

20. On a more fluff-like note, why would I see Jack cracking a few ‘red riding hood’ jokes to lighten the mood? Granted, Ruby would be annoyed at first about it. (Seeing that she doesn’t like to be called little red, according to the manga) However, I feel like with the whole ‘dad joke’ approach Jack would give into it, it could turn into something wholesome. (Also, kinda sad at the same time since the dad jokes would remind Ruby of either Yang or Tai)

21. Ruby learning Spanish from Jack. He teaches her a few basic words. Mainly used so that the two would find another way to chat with each other upon a conversation for only the two, and it helps Ruby learn more about the world she fell into. (You can’t tell me he would also teach her a few swear words in Spanish and it ends up to the point where when she DOES swear in Spanish, he’s questioning if that was the best decision. 😅)

22. Ruby helping Jack when a full moon scenario occurs. She’d help with him being chained up and making sure he doesn’t hurt anyone. With her speed, it would make it easy for her to catch up with him. At first, he doesn’t like the whole idea of chaining Jack up or locking him in a room but she would understand why it’s needed to be done. However, it doesn’t make her doing it anyways any better. (She’d peek out at times, just to make sure he’s okay) Occasionally, she’d call out to him to see how he was doing. (Regardless of any form of response she would get from Jack. Anything to see that he was still there)

23. Ruby having a ‘training session’ with Jack by an interesting variant of hide and go seek. Except it’s night and it’s just mainly her hiding from Jack and try to shake him off from her scent. (She ended covering herself with mud one time to throw him off. Only thing that gave her away was her rose petals.) It was normally used as a training session but as time passes on, she grows fond of it as a game the two would play. She’s been finding more creative ways to throw Jack off but he somehow always ends up finding her. She’s gotten close, a few times though. (Side note; you have no idea how many times Jack has accidentally spooked her when finding her. At first, she thought it was by accident but now, she’s getting the feeling that Jack likes it. She’s still determining if she should be concerned or not)

24. The two stargazing on late nights while talking about their lives. Ruby telling Jack about her dream of becoming a huntress and the chaos that followed upon her dream while Jack’s telling her about how he infiltrated the bloodstone funeral to save Ted. ("Wait. Is THAT why so many hunters have been after you?!", "That’s . . . One of the reasons.") The story upon Ruby’s side would start to go sour when the fall of Beacon and Atlas come around. Jack would notice the change of tone and would hold her hand in assurance. Similar to Moon Knight, he would give her that similar sense of comfort.

25. Ruby noticing some ‘behavioral traits’ in Jack when he’s in his normal form and questioning if she saw what she saw was real. (Him being close to her, liking head pats, staring at a squirrel with a concerning amount of focus, etc.) At first, she thought of it to be a simple slip up. Nothing much to think about. However, as she started to see it become more frequent, she starts asking questions about it. Jack normally doesn’t even realize he’s doing it but from the moment she notices that smirk, Ruby realizes that he’s just doing it to mess with her.

26. "I swear, why is he like an overgrown Zwei?!", Ruby, some point after Jack’s wolf form has gotten fond of her to the point where he’s resting on her lap and she can’t get up. (And won’t. She doesn’t want to wake him up)

27. Ruby hearing about Elsa through Jack’s story about saving Ted. She’s glad to hear that there’s someone else out there that’s by his side, other than herself. More so, the fact that huntsmen and huntresses still exist within the universe. (Sort of) Only difference is that they hunt monsters rather than Grimm. (The flawed perspective between this world’s hunters and monsters is still something she thinks about to this very day.)

28. Back to them having games to pass the time, there are scenarios where Jack would race Ruby to to a certain point in the forest to see who would be the fastest. Originally, the game was made to see how quick her petal burst was. Now, they made it as a form of training to scout for any safe spots and prepare themselves should the scenarios of being chased can ever come around. (The only game Ruby can actually win. Unless Jack’s in his wolf form, she has a hard time keeping up with him.)

29. Going on the case that Ruby having her scroll in tact, her showing Jack photos and videos she took for when she was back at remnant. Seeing the rest of her team and some of her friends, he would want to meet them some day. (It would be a little awkward if the next person he met was Blake.)

30. Although it wasn’t intentional, Ruby asking about Jack’s age would be an interesting scenario. Taking the whole ‘werewolf’ thing into account, she didn’t think that being a werewolf would also have an effect on age. (Appearance wise, she thought he would be around the same age as her dad. When she mentioned it to Jack, he played around with her by acting flattered that she thought of him to be so young.) The look of pure shock on his face is something that’ll always crack a smile onto his face.

31. Among their many conversations during late nights at their camp, them talking about what the moon is like would be another interesting scenario to play out. Ruby’s never seen the moon either full or in phases, as it is within the marvel universe. (Probably the first sign for her to realize that she’s no longer in remnant) Upon looking at the moon, she would often wonder if the rest of her team have fallen down in the same world that has. (👀)

32. Ruby showing Jack her playlist from her scroll. First off, Jack had no idea how to use a scroll so an hour was spent on Ruby showing him the ropes. (He isn’t used to modern tech all that much. 😅) Once he found the music app within her phone, she ended up showing him her usual playlist. Music within her universe and the one she fell into wasn’t all that different upon comparison. (At the least, she felt comfort upon that similarity)

33. If the point ever arises, I can totally see Jack teaching Ruby about Día de los muertos. Possibly bringing her into an event like that, she would find great interest upon the flowers and skeleton makeup that’s used for the occasion. It could offer the chance for Ruby to grieve about her mother. (Something that she doesn’t do often in the canon show) It’s hard for her at first but Jack helps guide her along with grieving process. Aside from that, Ruby would be in love with all of the vibrant colors that the holiday brings. (You can’t look at me, dead in the eye, and say that she WOULDN’T want the skeleton makeup on her face.) Having the dress and flower by her ear, she’d easily fit in and discover all of the activities with Jack as her guide.

34. Going more into the whole scenario of Jack pulling Ruby into a nighttime event of día de los muertos, it becomes one of the few times that he decides to show off his ‘secret talents’ to Ruby. (That being that Jack can sing) It was a unexpected scene to occur. Ruby was grabbing some sweet bread from a kart when she heard Jack’s voice. She didn’t think it was him at first and was looking for him among the crowd. Took her an hour until she found him. She nearly choked on the piece of chocolate sweet bread she had in her mouth when she saw him on stage. Jack may or may not have had a small smirk on his face when heard Ruby within the crowd. (Heightened sense of hearing, one of the many benefits of being a 200-400 year old werewolf)

35. Among everything else, Jack does end up seeing Ruby as one of his own. Someone that even in wolf form, he could trust. His little ‘roja guerrera’, as he grows to call her. She doesn’t mind the nickname from him. Ruby’s nickname for Jack is Onyx. (A name of a character she read about in a book when she was little) They stick by each-other’s side as the wander into the dark, fighting whatever lies within the shadows and looking for those that may be lost along the way.

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On Bubble, Jihyo said that she'd like to visit ONCE's homes over food and spend the night. Say it with me now: The Fic Writes Itself. -SenhorToque

YUP YOU ALREADY KNOW THE VIBES👀👀 THE FIC DOES IN FACT WRITE ITSELF

its almost like she knows😵‍💫maybe she be wanting it too👀

Incoming Call from Unknown Number

“Hi! This is Park Jihyo from Twice! Thank you for adding your application to my Jihyo x ONCE world tour! I looked over each application thoroughly and yours is perfect for my trip! You’ll be accompanying me on the last leg of my trip based on your current location. You will be my travel buddy, tour guide, and house mate for the last 2 weeks of my trip. I hope you’re ready! Transportation, housing, and meals will be fully paid in advance, so you don’t have to worry about any of that! I’m looking forward to meeting you and getting to know you^^ -Jihyo”

-Time Skip-

It’s been the best 2 weeks of your life. You and Jihyo clicked immediately. You were nearly shaking as you stood at the airport holding up a sign with her name on it. When she walked out of the gate you almost lost your breath.

“Hi!” The two of you excitedly introduced yourselves to one another and got acquainted before heading back to your apartment.

Jihyo was one of the best people in the world to travel with. She loved being outdoors and discovering new places and things to do in each respective place. She was hesitant at first but opened up to trying so many new foods. She loved a good night out, experiencing the local nightlife and contrasting it to the bustling daytime. She was also a great housemate. Even only after 2 weeks of living together, she got the hang of how you lived. She helped with laundry, occasional cooking, cleaning. Jihyo was just all-around great to be around.

Somewhere during the weekend between the 2 weeks, something had changed. The two of you seemed very comfortable around each other, everything was so easy and simple. Everything moved smoothly and you got along really well. You didn’t know if she was like this with the rest of her travel buddies she’d found, but she also mentioned that you were the only male one she decided to take on. You wanted to ask why but decided best to just go with the flow and not make anything weird between you. You didn’t know what would happen after the two weeks if you’d stay in contact with her if she’d even remember you if you got free tickets to the next Twice concert, but for the time being, you couldn’t care less. You had Park Jihyo walking around your apartment in nothing but a blueish pullover and short shorts, her hair in a messy bun, just woken up, getting ready to start the day.

Jihyo comes into the kitchen where you’re making a fresh pot of coffee and raises her arms above her head, yawning. “Ahhh I’m drained after yesterday’s hike, we were in the sun for so long! Let’s take it easy today.” She smiled and walked over to you, pulling a mug from the cupboard. At that moment, seeing her in the morning sunlight, the revenants of sleep slowly wearing off of her, you knew you wanted more than just 2 weeks with her. She looked at you with big eyes as you poured her cup of coffee.

“I was thinking the same thing. Why don’t we have some coffee, go for a little walk then spend the rest of the day inside!” You suggest handing her the mug.

“That sounds perfect!” She flashed a gummy smile and went to sip her coffee by the window.

-Time Skip-

You had gone out to the park for a walk in the morning then spent the day watching various YouTube videos, shows, and movies on the couch with Jihyo. At one point you decided to watch a scary movie and she instinctively got closer to you, practically jumping into your arms at each jump scare. You eased your arm around her shoulder to hold her close when you yourself felt tense at a heated part in the movie. You stayed in that position with her until the movie ended. The night ended with one of Jihyo’s favorite movies, Thor, where you busted out laughing at her impression of Thor throwing his hammer. She stood there with a wooden spoon in hand pretending to whip it around and throwing it on the couch, putting her hand out expecting it to return - of course, you picked up the spoon and brought it magically back to her hand. The two of you crashed onto the couch laughing.

It was starting to get late so you asked Jihyo to order some food while you went to take a quick shower. “I’ll get cleaned up then we can eat and watch some more! Order whatever you want, surprise me!”

“Okay!” Jihyo held up a thumbs up and made a determined-looking face.

You showered and wrapped the towel around your lower half before walking back to your room to get dressed. Upon arriving at your room you realize you left your phone in the bathroom and head back to get it. You open the door surprised to see Jihyo fixing her hair in the mirror.

“Oh fuck! You scared me…” You say, your towel almost dropping as you practically jumped.

“Ah sorry, I thought you were done” Jihyo giggles

“It’s okay haha I just forgot my phone.” The two of you were now in the close space of the bathroom and the hallway. You notice Jihyo scan you up and down, the first time she’s seen you shirtless, basically naked in only a towel for that matter. You step closer to her as she’s in the doorway before reaching around her small body to grab your phone on the counter, she steps to the side to allow you easier access. Now the two of you are face to face in the doorway, your backs to each side of the door frames. No words are shared as you feel the tension rise between you. Instinctively, you move your hand up to her face to brush some of her stray hairs behind her ear. The close distance allows you to practically be at a face-to-face level. To your surprise when your hand brushes against her face, she seems to lean her head into it. You stare into her eyes before taking the leap of a lifetime. You move your hand back down across her cheek to caress her face before pulling her slowly in for a kiss. She reciprocates and your heart does a backflip. Her lips touch yours and they fit perfectly together, the kiss quickly turns passionate as you pull her closer to you with your other hand on her hip. She reaches up to wrap her arms around your neck pulling you into her. You back up against the door frame and her body presses against yours. Your hands take their own path and slip under her pullover to grip her small waist. You lick her bottom lip, begging for permission to taste more of her. She obliges and opens her mouth, now your tongues are dancing together. She bites your bottom lip and pulls it out, looking up into your eyes - hers are now filled with lust and passion. She pulls away for a moment, kissing your jaw up to your ear.

“I need you.” She whispers into your ear before biting your lobe. You grip her hips harder and lift her up. Her legs wrap around you and you feel your shaft beginning to harden under your thin towel. Your left hand holds her ass while the right drags up under her sweater along her naked back and gripping at the back of her neck. You continue the heated makeout session and bring her to your bedroom. Tonight, Jihyo was not staying in the guest bedroom... and little did you know that after that night, she would never be sleeping in the guest bedroom again. Jihyo could have stayed with any other person in this world, but she decided to stay with you, in your apartment, and now in your arms. There has been an undeniable tension between the two of you and now was the time to let it out.

You toss her onto the bed and she scoots up to rest against the headboard. Surprisingly, your towel has held up this whole time. You crawl up in front of Jihyo and reach out to pull at the bottom of her sweater, she gets the hint and pulls it off then you move to help her out of her shorts. You’re suddenly caught in a daze, staring at Park Jihyo sitting on your bed naked. You take in all her beauty, hypnotized kneeling before her. She snaps a finger at you and raises an eyebrow while looking at your towel.

“Oh right.” You nervously laugh and pull it off. Jihyo’s eyes widen as she takes your body in as well.

“Looks like I made a good choice with you.” She smirks while tapping her chin. “Don’t just sit there, come here and kiss me”

You lunge forward, one hand on her jaw and the other holding you up on the headboard. You kiss her passionately and she snakes a hand down to lazily stroke your length. She takes her thumb and rubs your precum from your tip around it.

“Fuck” you moan at her heavenly touch. “I wanna taste you.”

You switch positions so now you’re laying on your bed and you motion for Jihyo to take her place. You lick your lips as Jihyo kneels above you straddling your face. The sight of her moist folds entices you like a 4-course meal and your mouth waters. She lowers herself down and you stick your tongue flat out. Jihyo starts furiously riding your face with a fistful of your hair in one hand and the other digging into the headboard. She moves her hips back and forth and in a circle, your tongue slipping through her folds. Soon you find your tongue inside of her and she loses control, her clit brushing against your nose and her juices flowing down your chin and jaw. Her moans are like music to your ears, urging you to keep pleasuring her. Your hands grab at her ass aiding her maneuver over your face. Your forgotten cock strains against your stomach and Jihyo looks back to notice it. She hastily turns around and bends down over your body to take your length into her mouth. You moan into her folds at the new pleasure and angle. From here you can easily dip your tongue in and out of her hole while also teasing her back entrance with your finger. Your tongue switches between fucking her and circling her clit. Jihyo bobs her head up and down and moans around your cock sending jolts of pleasure up your spine. Soon, you’re bucking your hips and the tip of your length is hitting the back of her throat. You continue sucking and licking at her dripping pussy and slide a finger into her ass. At this, she pulls off your cock for a minute to sit up and moan loudly

“Oh fuck yes that feels so fucking gooood”

Before continuing her assault on your cock. She massages your balls with one hand while swirling her tongue around the tip and bobbing her head up and down. You piston your finger in and out of her ass at the same rate you tongue fuck her. The pleasure is too much for her and you start to feel her pussy walls pulsate on your tongue.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum soon if you keep doing that”

“That’s the goal isn’t it baby?”

You piston your finger faster and suck on her clit. Jihyo counters by sucking harder on your cock before taking it to the final level. She slightly adjusts her body to slide your cock between her tits.

“Holy shit Jihyo your tits feel so fucking good”

The newfound pleasure is too much for you and you can feel your stomach start to knot. You take your fingers out of her ass and switch it up too. Now your fingers plunge into her pussy and your tongue takers their place on her asshole. Jihyo fucks you with her tits while licking the tip every time they come above her mounds. She yells out in pleasure when you curl your fingers and find her spot while your tongue plunges into her asshole.

“Shit I’m gonna cum soon!”

“Me too Jihyo”

“Mmm yeah cum all over my big tits, empty your balls all over me. Let me cum all over your pretty face”

You both increase the speed of your jobs and soon it’s too much to handle. The pleasure from the sex mixed with the fact that this wasn’t a dream is too much. You buck your hips into Jihyo’s tits and your cock pulsates while spurting ropes of thick cum onto them and into her mouth. The sight and taste of your cum sets Jihyo off and her pussy clenches around your fingers and her juices leak all over you while she quivers and moans on top of you, her hips bucking back into you. It takes a while for you both to come down from your intense orgasms. Jihyo slowly rocks back and forth as you lap up her sweet nectar and you slow your hips in and out of her tits. She finishes cleaning off your cum from her mounds and rolls off and laying next to you.

Both of your chests heaving up and down as you take in everything that just happened. You look at each other not knowing what to say. Finally, Jihyo pipes up.

“Well.. I definitely didn’t have that on my itinerary for this trip” She giggles and smiles up at you

“You’re beautiful when you smile” You reply, partially still in a post-orgasm haze. Jihyo snuggles into your chest and you wrap your arms around her small body before you both easily fall asleep.

#anon #twice smut #jihyo smut #twice jihyo #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #twice oneshot #kpop oneshot #jihyo oneshot

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hoopdiddies · 6 years ago

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I'm Not Over You // Ben Hardy x Reader (Part 5)

A/N: Oh gosh, my stomach hurts. Question: Was it unlawful of me to pour the milk in before the cereal?

Anyway, enjoy part 5, I'll get to writing 6 by the time the bacteria in my digestive tract stop roughhousing uwu

Summary: You had always loved Ben ever since you two met in university and became the best of friends. That feeling went out like a candle flame when the two of you parted ways until he re-entered your life...but this time with someone who has already occupied his heart.

Warnings: Mentions of drinking and alcohol, angst, fluff and (jealousy?)

Word count: 3177 (oops?)

Tags: @mickmoon @ziggyspurplehaze I honestly need more people to permanently tag in this series, please let me know 😁

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

"What the hell, Y/N? Did you lose your way into the place?" One of your colleagues snigger at your delay in finding them. Eager to get this night done, you brush off his comment and pull out a seat next to him, finding yourself looking over where Ben is seated. Not a text or a call from him that would have 'warned' you that he'd be out for a drink in the exact same place you thought would help you eradicate 'that' problem. In hopes he wouldn't catch you or take heed of your presence, you turn away and participate in ordering your drinks, suppressing the urge to glance over your shoulder and blow your cover.

The waiter arrives with your orders and the rest holler in satisfaction as he distributes your drinks. You've ordered a martini but just because you decided to start with something light doesn't mean you'll stick with it in the following hours. It's just one night anyway, what have you got to lose?

Later on, Joe arrives at the pub alone, scrutinizing the place from top to bottom before marching in, straightening the collar of his button up shirt as his eyes rove every occupied table just to find you. To your demise, a large hand rests upon Joe's shoulder and spins him around, the hand belonging to an astonished Ben with a glass of whiskey in hand. "Mate! You're here!"

Joe's nonchalant expression flits into a surprised one at that, a little concerned on the inside since he knows you're here as well and he hasn't found you yet. "Ben, buddy! Great to see you again. " He throws an arm around Ben and pats his chest.

"You're back in London, what brings you here?" Ben asks, raising a thick, disheveled brow at him. Joe trails his bottom lip subtly with his finger as he debates on telling the truth or not, taking in account that you're here with your colleagues and nowhere did you mention anything about being with Ben.

But he just doesn't feel like lying to him, and so with a sincere apology reserved for you, he replies, "Y/N invited me over."

The crinkles under Ben's eyes fade out and he allows a stiffened sigh to slip past his lips with almost nothing more to add. "She's here?"

Joe nods as a matter of fact

"You two on a date?" The question sounds forced coming from Ben and Joe did not see that coming. He had forgotten that you had projected a fake relationship with him during Ben's birthday and now it came back hitting him like a mallet. He scratches the bridge of his nose awkwardly, avoiding Ben's scouring gaze. "Y-yeah, I gotta go find her, bud. We'll catch you later." In utter haste, Joe firmly pats Ben's shoulder before whisking past him to continue his search for you, leaving Ben standing a feet away from his own table, chewing over his thoughts. He snaps out and returns to his own circle, prompted to turn his head around the place to find you.

"Yes, I need another one of this!" You demand bluntly, slamming the seventh shot glass you've drunk from on the table but not hard enough to shatter it. You really stuck to your thoughts about intending to subject yourself to intoxication. Although it's not the best way to let go of everything that's bugging you, it was tempting. And besides, a little fun wouldn't harm you entirely, right?

Three out of six of you have indeed succumb to the influence of alcohol, and the sober half is trying to get you momentary drunkards upright, one of which is you who is getting real squirmy. "Y/N, I think you've had enough." Debbie, one of your sober colleagues, stop you from getting another shot.

"I think nooot." Your speech is becoming slurred as you prop your elbows on the table, grinning mindlessly.

"Please, this isn't becoming-"

"Let me handle her." A certain redhead volunteers from behind you, making Debbie's brows perk up as she suddenly recognizes Joe.

"Hey. Um, sure. She's had too much already and it's concerning."

Joe nods with a crooked smile and peeks at you over your shoulder with his hands positioned on either side of your arms. "Y/N, hey. You alright? "

You whip your head at Joe too quickly and end up headbutting him by accident. The both of you yelp at the impact but you recover easily, your droopy eyes widening a little as you recognize Joe, who's rubbing and squinching from the bump. "Heyyy, you're late." You giggle and pinch his pale cheek, leaving a faint mark.

Joe chuckles softly yet briefly and he sweeps your ends of your hair off your shoulder. "I'm sorry, got stuck in traffic."

"That's not nice."

"Look, Y/N, you're drunk. I think I may have to skip joining your 'party' and take you out of here." He says, worry filling his eyes but you whine childishly and slump on your seat, a pout on your lips. "I just want one more shot, just one more, no more no less."

"Y/N, come on," he looks down at you in all seriousness and is not taking any of that drunken stubbornness tonight. You angle your head to one side, eyes heavy and skin flushed from the heat produced by all the drinking, staring plainly at Joe whose expression could serve as a plea to you.

You sigh inwardly. "Nope."

To your inconvenience, your adamancy would now lead to something unwanted, something Joe reluctantly just thought of. "Okay, I might not get you to budge. Your boyfriend can't make you, right?" Joe presses his lips together and his brows arch teasingly. You shoot a rather lazy yet baffled smirk at him and he shrugs apologetically. "But your best friend might." He turns around and marches to get Ben but of course, being drunk, it takes a good minute for Joe's plan to sink in to your brain.

Not a minute later, he returns true to his word with Ben looking uneasy from worrying. He had to willingly excuse himself from Rosy and his friends to come to Joe's 'rescue'. Ben asks politely if the chair next to you is taken and Debbie shakes her head, gesturing for Ben to sit down. He does yet despite with him and Joe flanking you, you remain hard-headed, snapping your squint at Ben who's got his arm positioned on your shoulder. "Oh. What are you doing here?" You put a mean emphasis on your words.

"I didn't know you were here as well, but regardless, you're sozzled."

"So? That's my problem." The drunk sass could never be any clearer.

Ben sighs and glances shortly at Joe who responds with a clueless shrug.

"I don't want to comment on that but please, you need to rest. You've had too much. " Squeezing the side of your arm gently, Ben tries to reason out with you. You roll your eyes at him deliberately, sniffling as you flick a finger at him. "This is just one night. Don't act like you-" you trail off for split second, feeling your stomach boil as nauseatic feeling hits you like an omen. Joe takes notice of the abrupt discomfort on your face and asks. "Y/N, is everything alright-" Restricting him from finishing his question, you push Joe and Ben aside and sprint to the lavatory, miraculously pinpointing it in spite of your current incapability to make a beeline. Fortunately, the stalls are flat-out empty and you shove one open, flipping the toilet seat up and vomiting into it.

Joe and Ben excuse themselves from your table and scurry to the women's room, considering to look away in advance in case the room is jam packed with girls which is not the case as of now.

"Anyone here?" With his head turned away, Joe asks indecisively to which he doesn't get a reply, affirming the bathroom's lack of users, except for you. He and Ben saunter in and call out for you. You've slumped up against the door after regurgitating, overcome with fatigue and sweat. You hear their murmurs but you don't bother to fish for their attention, however your heavy breathing would give you away, which it has.

Ben knocks on the door you're against, cooing your name before falling quiet and hearing your uncontrolled breathing pattern. He nods at Joe and slowly swings it open, your tired body following the movement of the door as it creaks ajar to reveal you. Joe scoops you up on your feet as Ben drapes your other arm around his neck, allowing your weight to be equally distributed. "That's it, we're really taking you home." Peering down at you, Ben softly reprimands. In his eyes, you were never one to have this kind of excess overwhelm you. He always knew you for occasionally turning down invitations to drinks and now you've got him wondering what goaded you to drink heavily.

"I think I should take it from here, buddy." Joe suggests, shifting your body closer to his.

"Mate, she's really limp. I need to-"

"Temporarily. You need to get back to your table and your girl. She must be wondering why you've taken so long."

Ben mulls over it and the redemption he would have had for not finding the time to hang out with you. He's conflicted between leaving to accompany his fiancee and staying to take care of you. But Joe's the 'boyfriend' and to him it would be unfair. And so with a sad sigh, he removes your arm from his shoulder and tips your head back to clear your flushed face of hair, nearly planting a kiss on your mouth by mistake– however agonizingly tempting for a moment– and wincing as he draws back to kiss your forehead, hoping Joe didn't notice which of course he did, and he's trying his best to prevent a smile from twitching on his lips.

"Take care of her, mate. I just wish she'd tell me what's wrong." He frowns, smoothing his hair back with his fingers.

"She'll tell you on her own terms."

"I suppose."

Joe displaces you from your weak stance and you let out an incoherent mumble as he lifts you up bridal style in his arms. He hands Ben a small smile before exiting the bathroom and briefly approaching your colleagues to tell them he's going to be taking you home. Debbie nods and wishes him luck, allowing Joe to leave.

He sets you down in the passenger seat of his car and buckles you in, at the same time making sure you're comfortable. Meanwhile, Ben makes it out just in time for Rosy to interrogate him. "Where have you been? And whatever you did, what took you so long?"

He closes his eyes for a mere fraction of a second and shakes his head, the jerking motion loosening the strands of hair he had combed back. He tugs his seat out, wishing to not feel obligated to answer for once. "I was just helping Joe with Y/N."

"She's here?" Rosy asks snappishly.

"For a supposed date with Joe." He exhales disappointingly, nodding at one of his mates as he takes his glass up to his lips to drink away.

Rosy rolls her eyes at Ben's sudden change of demeanor, oblivious to the reason he's discouraged.

With you curled up in his arms, Joe struggles to grab a hold onto the knob of your door. He teeters aimlessly in a desperate attempt to clip onto his balance, you being quite fidgety in his arms making it uneasy for him. "Okay Y/N, we're here. Let me just get the d-door." He finally lays his hands on the knob and twists the door open, nudging it wider with his shoulder and stumbling in with you. You're pretty much still conscious albeit it's not your own, self-controlled state of mind. You're just getting there.

Joe pauses in his tracks as he feels you yank on his collar. "What?" He asks, voiceless.

"Where's...Ben?"

"Probably still at the pub. Let's get you on the couch. I'm gonna get you a cup of...something." Between each suppressed grunt, Joe lays you down carefully on the fabric, adjusting his waistband and excusing himself to get you something to drink. You drop dead on your side and curl into a fetal position, your eyes bleary and fluttering shut at the beckon of sleep. Shortly after whipping up a glass of lukewarm water and some Aspirin to relieve you of a headache to come, Joe comes back with the items on a tray, finding you on your side, dozing off.

A mildly satisfied smile lingers upon his lips and he lays the tray on the coffee table before you, going back to the kitchen to prepare a towel to dry your face of sweat. He returns once again with a basin and just in time for a knock on the door to catch his ear. Placing the basin next to the tray, he dusts his hands together and slides them downwards his shirt in the act of drying them, answering the door and finding Ben with arms crossed impatiently behind it.

"What are you doing here?" Joe leans against the frame, making out his visit to be utterly unexpected.

"I just...is she okay?"

"Yeah, she's fallen asleep."

Ben hangs his head low for a brief pause before shifting on his footing. "Mind if I get in?" Half expecting Joe to decline, he does otherwise, stepping aside for Ben to enter. He thanks Joe quietly and proceeds to find you knocked out real good on the couch. Softened by how angelic you look in your drunken slumber, Ben gets down on his knees before you, laying the back of his hand on your forehead to check whether you've caught the flu or something. Joe approaches his side with arms crossed. "She's alright, Ben. Might get a hangover tomorrow but really, she's okay."

Ben falls silent for a while as he continues to observe you, your delicate features causing a smile to pull on his plump lips. "It's crazy. I had to leave ahead of Rosy and the guys just to check on her."

"You're making it sound like a bad thing, bud."

"No," Ben heaves out an audible exhale, taking the free space at the end of the couch, "well, maybe. But my point is that I've been too busy for a week that I haven't been completely in touch with Y/N. I want to make it up to her. You wouldn't mind that, would you?"

Joe descends on the chair opposite of Ben, throwing his right leg over his left. "What do you mean?"

"You wouldn't mind me hanging out with her, for possibly a whole day, right? "

And with that, Joe gets the point. Once again, for the second time tonight, he forgets about the charade you both are still up to and it just really dawns on him oftentimes that you're in this pretend relationship with him to compensate for what you mistakenly said to Ben the other night. "Yeah, no. I wouldn't mind. But let me ask you a question. It may be personal but don't take it as an offense from me," Joe shifts on his seat, resting his hands firm on the armrest, "was there ever a time you felt something different towards her?"

As if looking back on something lost, Ben sighs and chuckles to himself, a chuckle enigmatic in feeling. "Mate, chill, okay? I'm just her friend."

"I'm not jealous. Just curious. In the time you've known each other, have you ever felt something for her at one point?"

Uncertain but obliged to answer, Ben interlaces his fingers together and talks just loud enough for Joe to make out. "Homecoming."

"Homecoming?"

"Yeah," he breathes out, stealing a quick glimpse of you and remembering how similar you look during that night, "I had another a girl with me that night but when Y/N entered the room...something just snapped in me. She looked...divine." Chuckling to himself, he blinks rapidly and continues. "I easily wondered why I didn't ask her in the first place."

"Well you should've, you clueless bastard." Joe grumbles inaudibly enough to go unheard and he's got a hand for that skill. Ben shifts on his end and presses his lips together, doing his very best not to stare at you long enough to anger Joe.

"By the way, mate. You're invited to my wedding." With the words coming unanticipated from Ben himself, Joe coughs harshly as a reaction, his eyes growing wider by the minute at the news. "Wedding- you've proposed?" He's trying his hardest not to shriek and wake you up.

"Yeah? I thought you- I thought Y/N had already told you."

"No she did nothing of the sort!" To make it more effective, Joe yells voiclessly, gesticulating at the same time. It stuns Ben for a second that you didn't tell him– Joe being your 'new confidant' and all– but recovers soon enough to make it more clearer. "Well now you know."

In Joe's mind, that's probably the reason why you've gone heavy tonight at the pub, and he's correct. It affected you the most, second being your departure for medical school. He was right for gaining the prospect that Ben was going to go for it the night you two had left his birthday early. Joe regains his composure and rises from his seat, ruffling Ben's golden locks which have been at their floppiest tonight, also finding it hard to utter the words in his head. "That's great, buddy. That's just...amazing." He couldn't even articulate 'amazing' without thinking of your reaction when you had known first.

Ben nods, his mouth twitching a tad, his voice cutting deeper and hoarser. "Thanks, mate."

Remembering that you haven't had dinner yet, Joe decides to have Ben look after you as he goes out to buy you something to eat by the time you wake up. Ben inclines to it, even if it takes Joe the entire night to get you food. Trusting you in his temporary care, Joe rubs Ben's shoulder and leaves him to it for half an hour at max.

By the second Joe closes the door, Ben gets up with the incentive and takes the damp cloth from the basin on the coffee table, tenderly sweeping strands of hair away from your face, his refined touch making you sensitive and shudder lightly on the couch.

He wipes your forehead and the warm contact of the cloth elicits a quick groan from your throat, the pout forming on your lips prompting Ben to grin ridiculously. He swallows and dares to lower his forehead onto yours with the cloth still in his clutch, the warm touch of his skin on yours sending a sensation through your unconscious body, bringing a lone tear to trickle down your cheek. He whispers to you in the frailest tone he hasn't spoken in in a while, squeezing his eyes shut in the process.

"Please, tell me what's hurting you..."

#queen #borhap #ben hardy #ben hardy imagine #ben hardy x reader #borhap cast #borhap cast x reader #borhap imagine

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darley1101 · 6 years ago

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The Cat’s Meow (Nov 6 Unrequited Love)

A/N Day 6 of @meeraaverywalker 's November prompt challenge. (Yes, I am behind! I hope to catch up today though) The theme for this day is 'Unrequited Love.' I decided to take a more humorous approach to this in an effort to fulfill a promise to my friend Rosie aka @fullbeaumonty. I hope she, along with the rest of you, enjoy this. Tags are at the end of the story. If you would like to be added, moved, or removed please let me know. If you enjoyed this story, please consider giving it a like, comment, or re-blog.

The Cat's Meow

The yowling started at 4 am. It was soft at first, more of a delicate whimper that Maxwell was able to dismiss as a figment of his animal loving imagination. When the whimpering finally progressed to the angry yowl that was currently ricocheting off the bedroom walls, followed by something ramming into the French doors that led out onto their balcony, Maxwell knew he hadn't summoned up some fictional being. Something, or rather someone, was right outside the door. “Riley,” he whispered, gently nudging his sleeping wife. Riley muttered something about tickets to Cardi B before flopping onto her opposite side, one perfect looking butt cheek peeking out of her purple lace cheeky cut panties. “Riley,” Maxwell tried again. His reward was more muttering, this time about Prada and Bertrand. “Riley,” he raised his voice an octave, waited a moment, and then slapped his palm against the bare butt cheek.

“Wha....” Riley bolted upright, her long blonde hair flying in every direction and her sky blue eyes wild with shock, exhaustion, and the faintest hint of anger. “Oh my God!” She scrubbed a hand down her face before balling up her fist and slamming it into Maxwell's pec. “What the hell Maxwell? Like...what the actual hell!” Her body tensed with another yowl filled the room and the French doors rattled with the force of whatever was slamming into them. “What is that,” she whispered, scooting back against the headboard, the covers clutched to her chest. Maxwell patted her leg affectionately and slid off the bed. “Where are you going?” Her gaze jerked towards the doors. “Maxwell, no. You don't know what's out there! It could be a trap.”

The fear in Riley's voice caused Maxwell to pause half-way to the double doors. Justin's diabolical plan to over throw the crown had really screwed with Riley's head. The littlest things, such as scared animals crying outside French doors, made her jittery. “Ri,” he said softly, “I promise that its not a trap. “ It was a furry friend in need, much the way their puppers Chance the Corgi had once been a furry friend in need, but the tension on Riley's face told Maxwell it probably wasn't wise to remind her of that. “Everything is going to be fine,” he said softly. “I promise.” Despite Riley's protests, Maxwell reached for he handle of the left door. He unlocked it and then slowly eased it open. A flash of gray fur streaked past him, hissing and spitting. Right behind it trotted Chance The Corgi. “Why were you out there buddy? I thought you were spending the night with Uncle Drake and Aunt Olivia.” Chance the Corgi tipped his head to the side, giving Maxwell a puzzled look. “I'm going to have to talk to Uncle Drake about this. You know you're not supposed to be out there by yourself and he knows that as well.” Just wait until he spoke to Drake! It was very irresponsible to just let Chance the Corgi wander about outside by himself...at night no less.

“Maxwell!”

Riley's ear piercing screech had Maxwell spinning around. She was pressed flat against the headboard, the covers pooled about her waist. The gray cat was standing on her left thigh, front paws balanced on her chin while the head rubbed against Riley’s cheek. “Aw, she likes you!”

“Maxwell, please!” The cat continued to rub her head against Riley's cheek, her loud purrs filling the room.

“Just let it happen Riley,” Maxwell soothed, a besotted grin on his face. Watching an animal discover and mark their person was a beautiful thing. Whether Riley realized it or not, she'd just made a friend for life. “She's chosen you.”

“I don't want to be chosen,” Riley snapped. She tried lean back further. It was futile. The cat followed, nudging her sweet furry face into the nape of Riley's neck. “Please Maxwell, get this thing away from me.”

Maxwell couldn't prevent the gasp that shot out of his mouth. He had never heard Riley be so heartless towards an animal. The woman owned a sanctuary for crying out loud! Leaning forward, Maxwell covered the cat's tiny ears. “Don't listen to her my sweet little rosebud, you're a beautiful, fierce creature not a thing.”

“Omigod! What did Bertrand tell you about naming animals!” Riley gaped at him. “You know you're not supposed to name them. It just makes it harder to find them another home.”

“She chose you Riley,” he insistedly stubbornly. “How can you ignore that?” If the sweet little kitty had chosen him, he would be over the moon with happiness.

“We're not keeping the cat Maxwell, we already have Chance the Corgi, Fernando the Peacock, Jack and Jill the red pandas, Dreamer the horse..what's next? A flipping family of sugar gliders? No. I'm putting my foot down. We're not keeping the cat!” The moment the words left her mouth the cat looked up at her with large green eyes and let out a tiny mew. “Oh that's not fair!”

“She chose you,” Maxwell repeated. “She loves you.” Riley's lips parted. “Don't you dare say you don't love her back Ri! That would just be cruel!”

Riley stared at her, her expression unreadable. Her gaze dropped to the cat and then flicked back up to him. “Welcome home Rosie,” she sighed, reluctantly scratching the cat between the ears. “Welcome home.”

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internetreadingpanda · 3 years ago

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March 30, 2022

dear moon, my drinking buddy,

I was at Ashu's place for a sleepover and the best part was it wasn't planned at all. Ashu is stuck in a terrible love triangle, he wanted to talk to me so he called me over on Monday. His landlord has 3 sons Sahil, Masoom and Tannu and we all became friends the first time I'd met them. I never feel it's not my home his family welcomes me with whole heart.

He took me to the room on the first floor where him and his elder brother Raja were sleeping. They haven't slept last night and Bua was so mad at them that they were avoiding her since morning. Later that afternoon, Sahil and Masoom joined us, we played Uno later followed by Rummy then danced like lunatics. The best thing about playing Rummy was only I and Ashu knew hot play it but Sahil wasn't accepting that he doesn't. Whenever I was telling them a move Sahil went like, "Yes, yes, i know that's what I was saying". God, we couldn't stop laughing. Even tho I don't know his friends that well I love how nothing is awkward between us.

After playing cards I told Ashu I'm craving for Momos so I, Ashu and Sahil went to the market. I didn't want Sahil to join us because we wanted to talk about Shristi. Shristi is Sahil's girlfriend but Ashu loves her (this is the love triangle I told you about) and Shristi is aware of it, even few days ago she told Ashu she wants to end this with Sahil and Ashu was so happy but the next day they are together again. Ashu is feeling ridiculous, because he spends a big part of his day with Shristi's boyfriend, he has to laugh intentionally in front of Sahil when he talks about Shristi. Oh poor Ashu.

In the evening I and Ashu went to smoke. No, we ain't smokera we just smoke on occasions, basically we smoke when we are sad. We only do mouth puffing. We went for a walk with cigarette between our lips, talked about how Shristi has ruined his life; how he is in so much pain and how "pain demands to be felt" (from tfios).

Sahil's dad gets drunk daily and sleeps at around 10pm, and as he sleeps they take his bike and go for a ride. Ashu wanted to get high, he proposed, we should get drunk. I, too, wants to experience how it feels so I said yes. Late at night I, Sahil and Ashu went to 24seven store to get beer. On the way to the store, we crossed Cezzane's home and the Gurudwara where we met for the first time and man, it was damn nostalgic, not only for me but for Ashu as well. Sahil asked me to call her and I told him she sleeps around 9p. so Ashu said why not we take a snap of Gurdwara so she'd know we were here this late. Yes, this idea is so ridiculous but I'm a pathetic man, under the pressure of my peers I did that. For taking the snap we had to drive through the road of her colony and the guard was giving us damn suspicious looks but when I clicked the snap, god knows what happened it wasn't showing the location. We stopped on the opposite road and now 3 teenaged boys standing roadside sharing hotspot and trying to solve the glitch but end of all we had to delete the snap and again we went to her colony and this time it was all how we planned. It's when we reached the store realised they don't have alcohol. Ashu couldn't get inside the store because he didn't have face mask. I and Sahil chose the non-alcoholic drinks that tastes like beer. When we reached home, I took a sip and damn man, it tasted so awful. I couldn't drink it, it was all waste of money. It's 1 am and 4 boys fighting over what ridiculous drinks we've bought. Ashu decided we'll once again go to the store and this time we'll get champagne and Raja bhaiya will come too because he's damn a professional in the matter of drugs. On our way I checked my phone and I you won't believe what I saw, Cezzane had opened my snaps, I told Ashu about this and they laughed so hard on my tragedy and I, cried over how pathetic this life has turned out to be. Sah again pushed me to call her but I denied, it's when Ashu told me to do so I asked Raja bhaiya if I should and he said she already doesn't give two fuck so why not trying this thing too. And then what happened changed my life. No, obviously not in a good way, I called her, my heart throbbing, her images crossing my mind and it turned out to be she's on another call. They all went like, Man down, I repeat, our man down. And yes, it was all like as I've been hit by a bullet or it would have been better if i was shot by a bullet.

We brought A champagne and I asked Raja bhaiya will it make me High? I want to get drunk, I want to forget what just happened or I want to feel every single ounce of what has happened since I've met her. I wanted to rewind every moment I'd been with her. He told me, "no but if you'd like to get high I've another option. You can smoke a cigarette." I explained how I smoke but yet i don't know how to. Then he told me I'll teach you just do as i say. We bought champagne, ciggerate and something to eat.

The city is quite this late, you can see gay men selling themselves on road and police questioning them, Loaded trucks moving towards their destination with sleepy eyes, drunk drivers and 4 teenagers, with heartache and piece of universe that is inside each of us riding back home. We'd to turn the engine of the bike and pushed it inside the house to park, slowly and silently so that his dad wouldn't get up.

We went to the room and found Masoom playing Pubg, we drank and it tasted like grapes. I wasn't high at all. Then Raja bhaiya told us to smoke on the terrace because the smell might take hours to fade away. We climbed stairs to terrace, slowly, without making any sound. We lit ciggerates and started clicking pictures, it was so dark that Ashu couldn't see which end is hi lighting and ended up burning the tale of his cigarette. Raja bhaiya gave me a ciggerate and told me take a deep drag and feel it to the lungs and exhale it while relaxing the whole body. As I did so I coughed so, so bad. He patted my back saying, "As expected, you'd do better after 2-3 attempts". Ashu was looking at me and he did the same but in his case, he puked right there, I and Sahil couldn't stop laughing and so was he. We learnt how to smoke, the way Raja bhaiya taught was amazing, it hit really hard and after 4 ciggerates it was hard for me to walk properly, I realised why people smoke how it relieves stress. He told me to lean your back against the wall and then smoke. That way it even better. While all this was going on Sahil kept on acting like a pro as if he's a chain smoker. If you were there you'd have died laughing. From then on I started calling him "Sab-Pata-Hai" which means "he who knows everything" because he kept on repeating that whenever Raja bhaiya told us something.

After 6 cigarettes, lunatic laughs and heart broken shayaris we left with last 4 ciggerates. Raja bhaiya took us to the room so we could relax and have our last ones properly. I was lying on the bed in between Raja And Ashu, saadgi to humari Zara dekhiye playing in the background. Raja bhaiya saying, close your eyes, feel it to the core of your body, don't think about anything don't even feel the ciggerate between in your fingers but smoke through your lungs. On his second last drag of his last ciggerate Ashu rushed to the toilet and he puked, again. I laughed damn hard while Raja Bhaiya followed him to check if he's okay. And he was fine; he came out laughing. My ciggerate is finished too and so I the desire to smoke again. My head ached and i strolled inside the room and then we talked whole night about girls Raja bhaiya has been with. He's a player, he gave me accounts of two girls he has slept with. He taught me how to approach a girl and even while we were talking about all this all i could think of is Cezzane, how can I get her again. Vodka must be easier to swallow than the fact that she's not coming back.

We talked until 5 am, then I and Ashu went to terrace to check if any evidence is left and it was all clean. We spent the next one and a half our there talking about life while sitting on the floor. Now it's 6 am, street lights have been turned off, surrounding is enlightened by the rising sun. You could see women doing daily chores on other buildings and men in their nightwear going for a walk. I told him how our brain replays our whole life when we die for 7 minutes and how amazing it would be to see Cezzane again and feel her presence all over again. In this life i can never see her for the first time because that has already happened but what if in those 7 minutes it feels exactly like reality? As if she's again in front of me in that yellow dress emerging from the entrance of that Gurdwara, peeking inside and I don't know it's happening again. I'd love to die to feel this. She's half of my soul.

"There is no such thing as half of my soul." He says.

"Why?"

"You know, how can she be my half of my soul when she's ruined me", He's again frustrated with life.

"I guess, the quote says 'He' is half of my soul and not 'She'. Let it remain he" I replied.

"What do you mean?" He's confused.

I looked at him gesturing my hand towards him and said, "He's half of my soul, as the poets say."

He smiled and looked away and that's how I got another memory I'll be damned to rethink when I'm alone in my 60s when these people, this place, and even this time is not the same anymore.

Love&Lights,

Yushie♡

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