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[orkpup]

reminded of them trapping me under their full body weight and whispering in my ear, bullying me, calling me pathetic and stupid for even trying to get them off me

[having-conniptions]

Love In The Air episode 3 live reaction under the cut (long post)

Prapai is actually such a cutie

But so is Payu when he's smiling to himself (a smile that's usually meant for Rain)

Rain is baby tho

And Sky has their shared braincell like 99% of the time

Why is he writing on the board in English lol

And the way the camera pans over "How to date him in 30 days" and then snaps back to "him" xD

Love how Sky asks but then accepts it with no further questions <3

Also Rain keeps pretending he's only doing this so Payu will stop calling him stupid but it was Rain himself who decided that the only way to get Payu to stop was to make him fall in love (totally logical conclusion ofc that has nothing to do with the fact that he would have let Payu do whatever he wanted to him in that bathroom stall)

Rain should have brought gifts or notes to leave for Payu when he wasn't there come on dude make him think of you

OH. PRAPAI AND SKY DEFINITELY ALREADY HAVE SOMETHING GOING ON!!! Prapai was in a good mood and said it was thanks to Payu - and Sky didn't elaborate on what happened that night and just said he was fine AND NOW HE'S WALKING IN WITH A BIG FAT HICKEY ON HIS NECK boiiiis you ain't slick

Sky is so done with Rain lmao

Hahaha the dude working at the garage is the real MVP he's the shipper the matchmaker the enabler the supporter the sidekick that makes Payu's plan work I love him

PAHAHAHA RAIN FORCING HIMSELF TO BE POLITE

Payu really has a thing for politeness, huh? Or is it just about being dominant 👀

RAIN PRETENDING HE DOESN'T LIKE PAYU AND DOESN'T CARE BOIII DROP THE ACT

Rain is such a little brat I LOVE their dynamic

He's actually playing hard to get which means Payu ends up having to work for it (which only works because Payu is already interested) which does in fact help with making him fall in love

RAIN ANNOUNCING THAT HE'S HITTING ON PAYU TO THE WHOLE RESTAURANT LMAO

PAYU WANTING TO BE FED AND RAIN GOING "you have hands" I FUCKING CAN'T WITH THESE TWO who thought the cute one would be the cold one and the cool guy would be all soft and smiley

"Try replacing my 'stupid' with 'cute'" SO EVERY TIME HE SAID STUPID HE MEANT CUTE THIS MAN IS ALREADY HEAD OVER HEELS

And Rain gets sooooo shy about it awwwww babyyyyyyy and his smile is so adorable aaaaaa

Sky is still so done with Rain (same bby) and the guy behind Rain is fascinated with the taste of his pen cap wtf is going on

Rain still playing hard to get huh

And Aon getting caught in the middle of PayuRain

Every time Rain plays hard to get a little smile breaks through his stern face bc he can't contain the butterflies he gets from Payu's affection and I think that's beautiful

"What are you looking at?" - "A cutie." <3<3<3

OHMYGAWD THE CUTENESS

The shippers lmaoooo I love them

NOOO DON'T TAKE A NAP YOU'LL BE LATE

The dream tho lol

NOOO RAIN YOU GOTTA PERSIST

He doesn't accept comforting from his crush but goes to see Payu awwwwww

The way Payu packs up his things IMMEDIATELY so he can go home and comfort Rain who's been waiting for him in the pouring rain

THE WAY HE GETS DOWN ON ONE KNEE AND EXTENDS HIS ARMS TO RAIN WHO'S SITTING ON THE FLOOR aaaaaa this is so beautiful he's offering physical contact but leaving the choice up to Rain unlike Ple who squeezed Rain's arm AND RAIN GOES FOR THE HUG which mirrors how he removed Ple's hand from his arm I AM NEVER GOING TO BE NORMAL ABOUT THIS

He called him good boy oh my

How to make him fall in love with you: break down crying in his arms

"I'm here if you want to talk" THE PLE PARALLELS ARE ACCUMULATING

Payu actually helping Rain to learn from his mistakes and agreeing with his teacher but also sympathizing with him aaaaaaaa so wholesome and healthy

HE CALLED HIM NAUGHTY BOY how many more nicknames does this guy have for Rain

I just need them to kiss again please

"You'll get sick. I don't want to take care of you." HIS LITTLE SMILE WHEN HE PULLED AWAY MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME

Bonus scene: AWWW HE REALLY WAS CRUSHING FROM THE START

[darkmulti]

Hello I love your work so much, you are my fav writer I love your style and the way you paint your ideas! <3

I know you must have a lot of requests but could you please do a hard dom CEO jungkook, with innocent reader. Would be nice if you can add corruption kink, degrading and non con. Thank you!

⚠️: NON CON, DEGRADATION, CORRUPTION KINK, INNOCENT!READER, VIRGIN!READER, slapping, choking

-> I’m glad you like my work!! Sorry for the wait tho😭

-> I didn’t “add” too much corruption kink because it’s kinda hard to incorporate corruption kink and non con

-> sorry for any mistakes

��Y/N! In my office now!”

The moment you sat down on your chair, your boss called you again

You quickly stood up and hustled into his office

“Yes, Mr. Jeon. Is something wrong?”

You politely asked

“What the hell did you put in my coffee?”

“Regular, sir. Two milks and one sugar.”

“Did you check the expiration date on the milk?”

“Uh… no”

“God damnit! Are you trying to poison me, Y/N?! You can’t do the simplest tasks right! Get out of my sight.”

“Sir, I can make you another-”

“I said get out!”

You immediately left his office and sped off into your own

You closed the door gently before covering your mouth and bursting out into tears

The constant yelling and degrading was slowly breaking you down

He never appreciated any of your hard work, instead he focused on the small flaws you made

You knew you deserved better so that night you went home and wrote a resignation letter

The next day you went to work and gave it to Mr. Jeon

“Mr. Jeon, this is my resignation letter. I can’t work here anymore. It’s not good for my mental health.”

He poked his inner cheek with his tongue and crumbled the letter

“You have to give me a two weeks notice. That way I can start looking for your replacement. However, I have a business trip next week and you have to come with me.”

“What if I find someone that can take my place?”

“No, I want you to go with me and that’s final.”

Next week

You were at the airport with your carry on bag in hand and your passport in the other

Jungkook was in front of you, leading the way to the private jet

Once you both were seated, he poured himself and you a drink

“So, tell me why you want to quit.” He said, taking a sip of his Blue Label whiskey

You didn’t want to tell him the real reason, which was because of him

You thought it’d make the trip more awkward if he knew that you were quitting because of him and you also didn’t want to sound mean

So the best excuse you could come up with was that you found a more suitable job

You told him lies after lies, thinking that he was believing you

Little did you know, Jungkook could see right through you

He knew the real reason you were quitting was because of him

He was purposely cruel to you and you’ve finally reached your breaking point

It was amusing to him

Did you really think that you could trick him?

How cute

Jungkook knew that whole suitable job excuse was a lie because he keeps his eyes on you all day and night

While you were asleep, Jungkook broke into your apartment and installed tiny cameras all around

So he could keep an eye on you

He also hacked into your phone and installed a tracking app, just in case

He got access to all your emails, social media, phone calls, photos, text messages — ect.

Anyways, back to the private jet

You were in the back of the jet sleeping since it was a long flight and you get air sick

You felt something around your waist so you looked down and see a tattooed arm

You immediately recognized who it was and got up, waking up Jungkook in the process

“I- I’m sorry, sir. You should’ve woke me up and I would’ve given you the bed.”

“It’s fine, we’re about to land anyways.”

After you guys landed, you both headed towards the car in the hangar

The driver took you both to a luxury hotel

The building itself was super unique

The transparent, rooftop pool was definitely something you were looking forward to

Jungkook had paid for your hotel room

You guys had rooms right next to each other so it’s more convenient for him

It was still 10 in the morning, so Jungkook allowed you to sleep for a little while but by 12pm, you guys had to leave for an important meeting

The afternoon was packed with meetings, presentations & preparations for a small business party

You were exhausted because Jungkook kept you running back and forth while he was sitting on his ass

By the end of the day you were tired as hell, but luckily everything went smoothly

Jungkook seemed to be okay with how everything turned out

You were relieved to say the least

He’d usually find something to complain about

It was 10pm when you both arrived at the hotel

Jungkook said he was going to go shower and sleep so you bid goodnight and went into your room

Even though you were physically and mentally exhausted, your mind couldn’t fall asleep

You figured it was because of the amount of coffee you consumed

Since you couldn’t fall asleep, you decided to put on your swimming suit and go upstairs to try out the pool

Once the elevator doors opened, you were surprised to see so many people on the rooftop dancing and drinking

You still went to the pool even though it was loud and packed

On your way to the pool, you accidentally bumped into a group of guys

They notice your somewhat revealing swimming suit and offered a drink

You were going to reject but all of them were pressuring you to have at least one drink with them, so you stupidly agree

One drink turned into two and so on

You started dancing with the guys and they were all cheering you on

This was it

This was the attention you were craving for

You were a little wasted but still had your senses

You held one of the boy’s hand and took him to the swimming pool

“You said you were good at swimming… so make sure I don’t drown.” You drunkly said before jumping in

The man chuckled at your behaviour and jumped in afterward to make sure you don’t do anything dumb

After swimming, you had more drinks and danced more with everyone

The night was going so well until someone pulled you away from all the chaos

“Heyyyy, what’re you doing man? The party’s over there.” You said, pointing back to the crowd

He wasn’t responding so you tried to look at his face but the lights were burning your eyes

You looked down at his arm and recognize his tattoos

Once you realized who he was, it was too late

“M- Mr. Jeon, why’re you up so late?”

He brought you back to his room and shoved you in

Jungkook pushed you against the door and slapped you hard

It brought you back to reality real fast

“Are you dumb, Y/N?! Going upstairs without telling me anything, drinking and dancing with men you don’t know— do you know how dangerous that is?! Is your head hollow?!” He yelled in your face and hit the side of your head a couple of times, checking if it was hollow

“Do you know what they would’ve done to you if I didn’t come?! Let me fucking show you.”

He pushed you towards the bed and you slipped because of your wet feet

You started backing away from him, but you knew you were doomed when your back hit the side of the bed

“Mr. Jeon, please. I was just trying to have fun-” another hard slap landed on your cheek and this one was enough to make you tear up

“Fun? You want to have fun? Okay then, let’s have some fun.”

He pulled you up by your wrist and pushed you down on the bed

“Mr. Jeon, please! I’m so sorry! I don’t know how it all happened!”

You were sobbing at this point because Jungkook looked terrifying

He was beyond pissed and his eyes were showing it all

“You think a “sorry” can fix what you did?! You’re so fucking stupid! This is why I yell at you all the time because your dumb, little head knows nothing. Without me, you wouldn’t be living so comfortably. I give you a good pay, so you can pay rent, buy food and clothes without worrying about money. But, what do I get in return? A resignation letter…” he scoffs before continuing “… You’re just a dumb, naive, whore that would be homeless right now if I didn’t take care of you. Maybe this is why your parents abandoned you.”

Your bottom lip started to wobble and before you knew it, you were bawling your eyes out in front of him

His words were so harsh, you weren’t ready for it at all

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

You apologized over and over and over but he still wasn’t satisfied

“H- how can I make it up? Please, give me a chance.”

His hand went towards your private area and you started shaking your head profusely

“No, no, no… anything but that please…”

“Well, there’s nothing else that you have that I want.”

“I’m n- not comfortable though.”

Jungkook grabbed your face and stared deep into your eyes

“Does it look like I care?”

Jungkook continued on

He ripped your swim suit off and pulled down his pants

“Please be gent-”

You screamed when you felt him push into you

You grabbed his arms and tried to push him away but he easily dominated you

He pinned your hands above your head and spat down on his cock for some lube

Without any warning, he pushed his full length in, causing you to squirm around and cry

Your purity blood dripped down onto the bed sheets while you kept pleading for him to stop

“Mr. Jeon, please! I- I was sa- saving till marriage.” You sobbed

“That’s even better. Now we can get married.”

“No! No! I don’t want that.”

Jungkook pushed your legs apart and started going at a fast pace

“You don’t want to get married to me? Well, that’s too bad because I don’t care about what you want.”

Each of his thrust were powerful and rough

He wrapped his hand around your neck so anytime you rejected him in a way, he’d squeeze until you’d shut up

Your face was hot and red from all the slapping and choking

He covered your neck in hickeys

All night, he was fucking you

The headboard was banging against the wall so hard, it left dents in the wall

There was cum overflowing out of you, but Jungkook still didn’t stop

He pounded you until your body gave up on you

You couldn’t fight anymore

You weren’t talking, crying or moving

All you could do was whimper softly when it really hurt

Jungkook noticed you were on the verge of passing out, so he quickened up his pace and came into you before collapsing on top of you

“You would’ve been in so much more pain if I didn’t save you from those guys. So what do you say to me?”

You weakly open your eyes and look into his

“T- Thank you.” You whisper softly before falling unconscious

Decided to end it here bc I don’t have the brain power to continue writing. Sorry for any mistakes. It’s 2am

[holylulusworld]

Deals with the devil are never easy

Summary: You make a deal with the devil – will you regret it?

Pairing: Demon!Dean x Reader, Sam Winchester

Warnings: angst, kidnapping, a hint of dub-con, nakedness, smut, unprotected sex, possessive demon Dean, awkward Sam, Quorofilia / Hand Fetish 

Kinktober Special: Quorofilia / Hand Fetish

Kinktober Specials

Sequel to: Deal with the devil

“Dean, can you not let Sam out of the trunk? I agreed to stay with you.” Mumbling you glance at Dean gripping the steering wheel tighter.

His knuckles turn white and you gulp hard. “I know you don’t trust us, but I promise I’ll not risk you hurt Sam. I’ll do anything you want me to do.” Your eyes refuse to meet Dean, so you look out of the window, holding back a sob.

“Y/N…” His voice is soft for a moment. He can smell the tear escaping your eyes. “I won’t hurt Sammy as long as you keep in mind you are mine…” Large palm sliding up and down your thigh Dean licks his lips, feeling your arousal grow the longer he touches you.

“Dean, I’m sore…” You gasp as his fingers trace the outlines of your pussy. “Please…”

“Hmm…such a good girl, so polite. At the next stop I will let Sammy out for a while. He will stay handcuffed, tho but you are allowed to help him drink and eat. After that we will have a conversation about my rules for the two of you.” Dean says and you nod eagerly, relived you can get your friend out of the trunk.

“I’ll be good…”

“I know you will, Y/N.” Dipping one finger into your wetness Dean smirks seeing the goosebumps erupt all over your skin.

He’s stopping his ministrations, removing his hand to lick his fingers clean. You should be disgusted but all you can do is gasp hearing Dean’s deep rumble.

“Why do you want me? The real Dean never showed interest. I was flirting but he never reacted…” Whispering your words you glance at the demon owning you now.

“I always had a thing for you. Cute, sweet and smart Y/N, Sammy used to call you. I was close to ask you out, but you flirted with this book smart guy and I rather banged a bar shank. You saw me with her, and I saw the hurting in your eyes. Never got another chance. From this day on you kept your distance, preferred Sammy…” Dean explains leading the car toward a motel.

“I liked you, maybe even loved you. That night I wanted to…you know. I knocked and then I heard the noises and knew you found someone better. I had to protect my heart and accepted that’s just the way you are.” You shrug, not looking at Dean. “Never imagined our first time like this, thought it would be romantic and gentle.”

“I’m not the cuddly type, never was. I can go easier on your, Sweetheart. Maybe I eat you out next time.” Dean’s words are full of dirty promises and you let your mind wander to a better time.

“What now?”

“Now I’ll get Sammy out of the trunk, you will help him drink and eat before we have our conversation. Later I want to feel your legs wrapped around me…”

The dirty grin is back, and you look away, refusing to let Dean win once again. No…not Dean. The demon pretending he’s still your friend.

—-

“Let Y/N go. This was my fault, not hers. You did enough to her.” Sam cough as Dean drags him toward the room he rented for a few days.

“Shut up, Sammy. Y/N is finally mine. No book smart asshole will take her away from me once again. Now she will help you eat and drink before I make her happy again.” Dean’s eyes flash black and he pushes Sam onto a chair. “Sit and keep your mouth shut.”

You watch Dean cautious. The moment he let his guard down you will free Sam and brings as many miles between you and him as possible.

“Help him. I’m going to shower. No tricks or I’ll rip his throat out. I’m faster than you or Sam.” Dean warns the smirks still on his face.

“Can I have the water and food now. I’m pretty sure Sam is thirsty and I’m too.” Voice hard you grab the water, glaring at Dean.

While you help Sam drink and eat Dean is cursing in the showers. He can hear you whispering. Asking Sam if he’s alright, hurt or if there’s anything you can do to make him feel better.

Fist meeting the tile wall Dean yells for you, telling you stop talking to the hostage. He’s ignoring the pit in his stomach. Deep down inside, hidden underneath darkness and power Dean knows this is not the way to win you over.

—-

“That’s enough nursing. Do you need to pee?” Dean barks at his brother and you flinch. Eyes meeting Sam’s you give your friend a cracked smile before his elder brother drags him of the chair. “Pee or not. You’ve got five before you are back into the trunk.”

Jaw tense, chest heaving up and down the demon glares at Sam. Your hands start shaking seeing the tension between the brothers.

“Dean, please. You promised not to hurt Sam. Your word, you gave me your word. I know you are not my Dean, but he always kept his word, no matter what.” You choke out. “Please…”

“Fine.” Pushing Sam into the bathroom Dean opens the handcuffs. “No tricks or she will pay the price. You can sleep in the bathtub. Y/N bring a pillow and the spare pillow.” You want to protest but everything is better than the thought of Sam being trapped in the trunk once again.

—-

Back resting against the headboard, only wearing his boxers Dean watches you stripping your clothes off as he asked you to do. He’s smirking, licking his lips as you drop your clothes to the floor.

“Come here, Baby Girl. I wanna touch you.” Dean watches you crawling onto the bed. Hesitating for a moment you look at the anti-possession tattoo at his chest. “Waste of time and money. Never thought you would turn into a demon…”

Dean ignores your words, grabbing your waist he forces to straddle his lap. Your hands grab his shoulders to steady your body. For a long time, Dean drinks, you in. His eyes roam your body. The little freckles on your tummy, the tattoo of a bird on your hip…the swell of your breasts.

When his hands reach out for you a gasp escapes your lips. Rough hands touch your skin gently. Simply exploring every curve of your form Dean moans at the feeling of your breasts in his hand.

“You’re beautiful and all mine. Look at this body. Can’t understand Sammy never tried to bend you over his bed and take you hard.” Dean growls and you wake from your trance.

“Sam is not like this, we are friends. He doesn’t see me as an object he can use, own and toss away the moment he gets bored.” Your words make Dean angry. Jaw tense he flips you over, burying his face into the crook of your neck, hand snaking between your thighs he nips at your skin.

“I always wanted you to be my girl. I take what I want. I know you want me too, Baby. Just give in and no one gets hurt.” Dean’s words cause you to shudder underneath him. “That’s the problem. You don’t try to seduce me, you are threatening my friend to make me obey…” Your voice is thin as Dean slip two fingers into you, causing your hips to jerk toward his digits.

“Gonna make you feel good, Baby. Want you to feel good with me. Only I can have you this way. I won’t hurt Sam…” Lips claiming yours Dean rips your panties apart as you move your hands to his boxers, freeing his aching cock.

“Dean…”

“I know, Y/N. Just give in…” Moaning against your lips Dean ruts against you. His cock nudges your entrance, but he waits, looking down at you. Hands pining yours down he let his lips wander along your collarbone down to your nipples.

Tongue teasing your hardening buds Dean slowly sinks into you, groaning against your plush flesh as he bottoms out. “You are so good for me, feels so good. Touch me, Baby, please. I want to feel your hands on me.” Dean’s hands let go of yours, allowing you to touch his body.

The first gently touch makes him moan, crashing his hips into yours. His eyes are dark with lust and you slide your fingers over his arms. Now Dean is hissing, feeling his cock twitch every time you touch his skin.

Your eyes meet his as you move your hands over his chest, feeling his muscles flex with every hard thrust. He’s caging you with his forearms at each side of your head, giving you enough space to touch him everywhere you want to.

His rhythm never falters as he speeds up in his movement. Dean is gripping the headboard, starting to pound you with all he’s got as he can’t stand the feeling of your hands caressing his back. The wet sound of his cock entering you along with his voice moaning your name fills the room.

Featherlight touches, your fingertips exploring his flesh let him lose all control.

Your body rocks against his as your hands hold tight onto his back now, pressing noises out of the demon you never thought you would hear.

“More, touch me more.” Dean urges you on and you do. Grabbing his ass, you squeeze his cheeks and a shudder ripples through his body. Your walls start contracting around his twitching length as a strangled cry leaves the demons lips.

“Was that … good?” You ask as Dean rolls off you, not looking at you for a moment. “I like your hands. Always wanted you to touch me with these fingers.”

“Hands…I see…”

“Next time touch my cock. I want these tender hands touching me there too. You’ll do as I say.” Dean mutters now seeing your soft eyes watching him.

“Why do you always have to destroy an intimate moment? I liked touching you Dean. No need to force me.” You whisper turning around to face the wall instead of the demon.

“You’re mine…I…”

“Did you have enough? Can I sleep now, or do you need to get off once again, Dean?”

—-

You wake to an odd noise. Laughter? Blinking your eyes open you can see Sam handcuffed to a chair as Dean crawls onto the bed toward you, dragging the blanket away before his face is buried between your breasts.

“She’s mine, Sammy. I’ll show you Y/N wants me…she wants to touch me.” Dean mutters nipping at your collarbone.

Your fingers slide though his longer hair and the demon looks up at you with emerald eyes, not moving for a moment, simply enjoying the feeling.

“Dean…”

“Hmmm…”

“Can we not do this in front of Sam? You may not feel ashamed, by I do…” You whisper and Dean nods, sucking a hickey above your left breast.

“Later…”

You nod, watching Sam sliding one hand out of the handcuffs. He looks at you, silently telling you distract Dean, so you move your hands to his back, gently stroking his skin.

Dean closes his eyes, moaning once again. He doesn’t hear Sam getting up and he doesn’t see him hitting his skull before it’s too late.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N…” Sam whispers before he handcuffs his demonic brother.

—-

“Where is she? I need to apologize Sammy. God, all the things I made her do. I forced her to suck me off. I had her in front of you and Cole. I’m a monster.” Dean curses smashing the chair against the wall in the dungeon. “She’ll hate me…”

“Dean, you should talk to Y/N. She’s still your friend and maybe, she’ll forgive you.” Sam whispers trying to get the memories of you bend over the car out of his head.

“She hates me for sure…”

—-

“Can we talk?” Dean asks standing in the doorframe of your room. His eyes focused on your hands he tries to not feel aroused and fails epically. Lower lip trapped between his teeth he gasp as you get up moving your hands over your arms.

“This wasn’t a demon thing? You are into my hands, Dean?” Your voice is soft, just like your eyes when you approach him. “Do you want me to touch you again?”

“You must hate me…” Dean chokes out. “I did horrible things to you. I took you in front of Sammy. I can see the disgust all over my brothers face…”

“That was not one of my best moments in life. I mean the sex was good, hot even but I’m not into having an audience while the love of my life takes me hard.” You shrug and Dean gasps feeling your fingers slide over his chest.

“I…”

“We need to talk about a few things. Apologize to Sam but I’m tired and would like to sleep a bit right now. You can stay and I’ll touch you some more.” Dean’s eyes meet yours before his lips claim yours.

“Love you so much, Y/N.” Dean moans against you, tugging at your clothing. “Can’t let you sleep. Touch me, Baby Girl. Please…”

“Only if you promise to not turn into a demon again. That guy was an exhibitionist and pervert…but good in bed…”

“I’m good too, let me show you…” Dean growls pushing you onto the bed.

“Let’s christen the bunker…”

—-

Screams catch Sam’s attention and he runs toward your room, kicking the door open, gun aimed only to see his brother plunging into you, growling as you grab his shoulders tightly.

“Give me a break here!” Sam yells awkwardly covering his eyes. “Can you not do this in front of me all the time?”

“Get used to it. She’s all mine. We have a new deal…”

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Just You Wait Part 1

Yes, I know. Yet another fic. This was supposed to be a one-shot, but it started getting too long. Idk how long this will be, or how often updates will be, but I like how it looks right now. I just felt like writing and A/B/O fic.

Read it on AO3 HERE

Alexander let out a long huff as he plopped onto his lover’s couch. He loved the smell of his house. It smelled just like him. Blueberries and raspberries. “I’m telling you, Thomas, He’s going to find out one of these days, and that’s probably going to be the day Charles loses it.” He felt a dip in the couch and moved so his head was resting in Thomas’ lap.

“I know. I’m telling you, you should file for divorce and a restraining order. That way when he gets the papers for the divorce he can’t even come near you.” Alexander closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Thomas’ fingers running through his raven hair.

“You know it’s not that simple. He’s still technically my mate, which means it would be that much harder for everything to go through. Until I can get the Omega bill through and in place, I can’t even legally file for divorce!”

“You can always go talk to Washington. I’m sure he’d be able to get one to go through. He knows Lee as well. He’d seen how shitty he treats you.”

“I just hate this. Being treated like an object to society. Nobody cares about what I can do. All they care about is if I submit or not.” He shot up, arms flailing about.  He felt Thomas wrap his arms around him, leaning into him with a sigh. “It’s not fair.”

“I know mon cher. But I’m telling you. At least try to talk to Washington. He really might be able to help your situation here.” Alexander closed his eyes once again.

“Fine. We’ll talk to Washington tomorrow. Get it over with.” He felt Thomas kiss the back of his neck, nuzzling his scent glands, seeming to bask in the small mewl it pulled from the omega.

“That's all I can ask my love.” Alexander turned around to kiss the alpha, settling himself so he was straddling him. Thomas ran his hands over Alexander's sides, sliding underneath his shirt.

“Love you,” Alexander mumbled against Thomas’ lips.

“Love you too dear.”

---

Alexander awoke the next morning with dread in the pit of his stomach. He knew Charles was going to flip out on him for not coming home the night before. No. He was going to solve that problem. He wasn’t going to let himself get beat around like that anymore. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, looking over at Thomas who was still asleep.

Reaching for the phone, he saw it was still early. They had at least two hours before they needed to leave for work. He pecked Thomas’ forehead before slipping out of bed and heading to the bathroom to shower. Turning the water on as hot as it would go, he looked at himself in the mirror, focusing on the hand shaped bruises from being hit.

As much as Alexander hated to admit it, Thomas was right. He needed to get out of his relationship with Lee before it got worse. Others at work were already getting suspicious when he’d flinch at being touched in even the friendliest ways. His eyes traveled to the hickeys that had formed along his collarbone. Unlike the bruises from being hit, these came with good memories. They had always been careful with it, making sure they could easily be hidden by hair or a shirt, and Alexander was sure there was one just over the scent glands behind his ear.

Before he could overthink anything, he got into the shower, taking his time in washing his hair, doing his best to wash Thomas’ scent off of himself. Lee was sure to accuse him of something today. It’s not like he was wrong about his suspicions. He would just be extra with his beatings when Alexander didn’t come home without an excuse for being out all night.

When he eventually emerged to grab some clothing, Thomas was no longer in the bedroom. Assuming he had gotten up to make breakfast, Alexander got dressed and made his way to the kitchen. He saw Thomas cooking them breakfast, and smiled at the sight. It all felt so domestic, and without noticing it he realised that he wouldn’t mind this being what he woke up to every morning. Finally deciding to reveal himself, Alexander walked closer and hopped onto the counter. “Morning.”

“Good morning.” Thomas gave him a smile before turning the burner off and walking over, pulling Alexander into a kiss. It was light and quick before the alpha turned his attention back to the food so he could serve it between two plates. Alexander followed him to the dining room, gratefully accepting his plate of food. They ate in a tense silence, both of them obviously nervous.

If everything went wrong with Washington or someone else found out, it could mean the end for the political career Alexander had worked so hard for. Thomas was the first one to break the silence. “Everything is going to be okay. I promise. And if anything goes south you know I’m always here for you.”

Alexander let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding. “I know, I just, I’m fucking terrified. What… what if he finds out before we get the chance to talk to Washington? He could report me as a runaway… Hell just for not having a decent excuse for not going home last night he could report me… I fucking hate it. The sooner we get that bill through the sooner the whole idea of freedom this country was founded off of becomes a reality.” the omega snorted. “Treating half the population like objects really doesn’t help.”

“I know. Once we get the ball rolling for getting Lee out of your life, we can focus on the bill. Pushing it through right now would make it seem like favoritism, as the president is known for having a soft spot for you,” Alexander opened his mouth to protest but Thomas continued before he could. “No. Don't try to deny it you know it’s true. Pushing the bill now would make it seem like the only reason it made it through was so that you could get out of your marriage.”

As much as he hated it, Thomas was once again correct. It would only help the suspicion that the only reason Alexander had his current position was that he was the president’s lap dog. “Hey, We’ll get through it okay? Even if he gets everything but your clothing and such you know you always have a place here.” Alexander nodded in response and pushed his plate away from him. He had barely eaten, but with his nerves acting up he couldn’t stomach more than a few bites. Thomas seemed to get the message and despite Alexander knowing Thomas wanted to tell him to eat, it was probably for the best.

Thomas took the plates and went to clean up, Alexander getting up to go get his things together. Before he left he stole another kiss from Thomas. “If anyone asks, I spent the night in my office, you stayed late as well.” Thomas nodded and the next thing they knew Alexander was walking out the door to head to work early, hoping nobody was there.

---

When Thomas received a text from Alexander simply saying “He knows. Help.” He felt his heart stop for a moment. The next thing he knew he was tossing his items in his car and rushing to the White House, hurrying through security. He made his way to Alexander’s office without hesitation, rushing inside when he got there. The scene before him was terrifying.

Charles Lee stood over Alexander, who was cowering in a corner. Upon further inspection he could see the red handprint on his face, and what looked like blood dripping from Alexander’s nose.

“You stupid little whore! I knew I should have kept a closer eye on you!” Alexander was crying, a hand covering his nose that was quite possibly broken.

“P-please, I-I’m sorry I-I won’t-”

“Shut up! You don’t deserve your position. You’re just a stupid, weak little omega who should be at home, taking care of kits, cooking and cleaning. It’s all you’re good for.”

Something snapped in Thomas when Lee raised a hand to hit Alexander again. Dropping his things, he rushed over and grabbed his wrist, preventing him from smacking the poor man curled in the corner. He didn’t do anything more then make sure Lee couldn’t harm Alexander, as they all knew how much trouble Lee could be in if anyone saw what had happened. He had just hit a government official, who also happened to be his spouse. Even though omegas were treated like property, hitting your omega was still frowned upon.

“You little shit! Calling for your little toy to come save you?”

“I suggest you shut your damn mouth right now.” Thomas slowly made his way to the door, dragging Lee along. He put up a fight, but Thomas admittedly had a few inches on him. He eventually wrestled him out of the office and got the door closed, locking it as soon as he did so.

Alexander was looking at him with wide eyes full of tears, and without a moment’s notice he ran over and gathered the small omega into his arms. Something snapped in Alexander and he began to cry, Thomas only holding him closer while he cried into the alpha’s shirt. Sure, there would be blood and probably snot on it, but he had a backup. He could always change. Besides, his shirt wasn’t his worry right now.

“Hey, shhh. It’s going to be alright love.” It took a while, but once Alexander calmed down enough, he let Thomas examine his injuries. “Your nose is almost definitely broken. The mark on your cheek may bruise a little… Did he, hit you anywhere else?” Alexander nodded in response. “Can you tell me where mon cher?”

Alexander nodded again and managed to choke out, “K-kicked my-my rib-s. On-only a few t-times tho-though.” Thomas nodded and helped Alexander get his suit jacket off, asking silently for permission to take off his shirt. Alexander nodded again, and Thomas slowly unbuttoned it. Before it was even fully off, he could see the bruise already forming.

“Lexi, We need to tell Washington now. You can’t go back to that. Who knows what he’s going to do if you go back home with him?” As much as it seemed to pain Alexander, it was obvious he understood the had to. It was too unsafe to continue living with Lee.

“O-okay. C-can you get-t him i-in her-e?” Thomas nodded and moved over to the desk, pulling out the hoodie he knew Alexander kept in there. The alpha went back over and helped him into the sweater, then onto the couch before calling to the president’s office to request him to come down. As soon as Thomas told him that it had something to do with Alexander, he said he’d be over as soon as possible.

While they waited, Thomas sat down next to Alexander, who curled himself up unto Thomas’s side. It took almost forty-five minutes, but when Washington finally entered his face seemed to fall. It was only then he realised how bad Alexander must look. His hair was a mess, his eyes red and puffy from crying, and the mark on his face was more prominent then it had been before.

“Might I ask what the hell happened to him?” Washington said, giving Thomas a stern look.

Thomas was about to respond when Alexander spoke up. His voice was hoarse and croaky still, but it was understandable. “L-Lee. H-he b-beat me up-p. S-said I was a use-useless w-whore.” The president’s eyes widened. “W-want to l-leave him.”

“Son, I’m so sorry. How long has this been going on? Thomas, how long have you known about this? You should have said something sooner-”

“T-told him not t-to. D-didn’t want him i-involved.”

“Alexander, I need you to listen to me. You’re not to return to him. I’ll do what I can, and he’ll be gone by the end of the day. I don’t suppose whatever this is-” he gestured between the two, “-had something to do with setting him off?’

“Yes…” The pair responded in unison.

“Okay then. I don’t suppose you’d mind if I put you in Thomas’ care then? For the time being, why don’t you two head home? It’s going to be a long week getting this sorted through.” They nodded and with that, Washington left them alone again. They ended up resting there for another hour before getting everything together and leaving. They got weird looks, at the way Thomas protectively held Alexander to him, but nobody said anything.

They got home without a problem. Alexander collapsed on the bed, Thomas not far behind. As soon as Thomas was laying down, he pulled Alexander to his chest. Alexander smiled a little and nestled himself as close as he could be in the moment. They fell asleep like that, finally calmed down from the eventful morning.

---

Alexander was terrified when he awoke later that evening alone. He began to whimper, looking around the room for any sign of Thomas. When he found none, he got up and made his way out of the bedroom to look for him. He ended up finding him in the kitchen, pulling boxes of takeout out of a bag. He sighed in relief upon seeing him there, quickly moving over and nestling himself into his side. “Thought you left me…” He mumbled, his Caribbean accent showing in his sleepy state.

“I never would. I was just about to wake you up though.” Thomas handed him a box of the food and a fork, and he took it gratefully. They made their way to the couch, Alexander staying as close to Thomas as he could. Once they got settled down, the small omega sat practically in the Virginian’s lap. Thomas let out a small chuckle, but let Alexander be, eating his food in the comfortable silence. Alexander continued to try to get closer, hating the feeling in the pit of his stomach.

He knew he was probably starting his heat. The way he didn’t feel like he couldn’t get close enough to Thomas. It always happened at the start of his heats. He also noticed that Thomas seemed to become extra possessive over him. When he was just being needy Thomas ould playfully shove him and they’d make jokes about it. Right now he was holding Alexander close. When they were both done, they just stayed there, laying on the couch wrapped in each others warmth.

The shrill ring of a phone was the first sound in a while. Alexander huffed and moved to grab his phone, answering it. Had he not noticed it was the president he would have laughed at the look Thomas gave the phone. “Hello?” He said into the device.

“Alexander! How are you feeling?”

“Alright. Why did you call?”

“I figured I’d let you know that for the time being, I was able to pull some strings to get a restraining order and that there is no worry of him trying to report you’re a runaway. They know I’ve placed you in Jefferson’s care for the time being so you don’t have to worry about getting arrested.”

“Oh thank god.” He felt Thomas nuzzle his scent glands, barely restraining a mewl.

“Alright, well I should get going. Make sure you get some rest, son.”

“Alright. Thank you. Goodbye.”

“Goodbye.” Almost as soon as he set his phone down Thomas was on him, pinning him down to the couch and kissing him deeply. That had to be his favorite part about this. As much as he prided himself on being just as loud and powerful as any alpha, he loved submitting to Thomas just as much.

It was intoxicating, and with his oncoming heat, the pure need he felt just from a simple kiss overtook his senses. He tilted his head back, letting out a soft moan as Thomas began to attack his neck. It was the first time Thomas had marked him where anyone could see, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. The alpha brought his knee between Alexander’s legs, and Alexander unconsciously began to rut against it, seeking any friction.

It all was beginning to feel like too much, but not enough, that familiar feeling he got every time when Thomas pulled away. He let out a whimper but was quieted with a quick kiss. Before he could argue much more, he was being scooped up and carried to the bedroom, where he was gently tossed onto the bed.

Everything after that was a blur, unable to be remembered in their heat-clouded minds. It was common for such to happen, the small omega being too lost to pleasure and the alpha being too lost to protecting and making his omega happy to care.

---

Alexander awoke the next morning with a sharp pain in his neck. He groaned, knowing he probably looked like a mess. He turned around to face Thomas, who was still asleep. The sight made him smile, although any innocent thoughts were gone when the familiar feeling in his stomach returned. In a spur of a moment decision, he moved so he was straddling the alpha, gently humping against him in search of friction. It seemed to wake him up, and he lit up.

When Thomas opened his eyes, however, he stopped moving, eyes widening. Alexander paused, able to see past the need in his gut and the slick that now had started to run down his thighs. “What’s-” He was cut off by Thomas gently pushing him off and getting out of bed. He looked over to him, confused and utterly helpless.

“Go look in the mirror…” Thomas muttered.

“I know I probably look like a mess but-”

He was cut off. “That’s not why I said go look in the mirror Alexander…” It suddenly hit him. He knew when he was in his heat he always felt the need to submit. He hadn’t noticed it before but that need had suddenly amplified. He realised it before he saw it. He got up and rushed into the bathroom and there it was. The mark clear as day where his neck meets his shoulder.

“Shit…” was all he could say. He didn’t remember it happening, and he hated that. It was the same way he had gotten stuck with Lee for so long.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t- I don’t even remember…” he moved to go wrap Alexander into a hug, but when he got close the omega flinched away. “I’m sorry… I don’t want to force you into anything… I’m so sorry Alexander.”

Alexander had begun crying. He felt bad for flinching away, but he couldn’t help it. This was exactly how Lee was in the beginning. Kind and understanding. All the way until he convinced Alexander to marry him. That was when all of the bad stuff started. At the same time though, he knew Thomas wasn’t like Lee. Lee who he would never have to see again thanks to Thomas. He immediately felt bad. As much as he wanted to yell, it was both their faults. He knew Thomas- even one who had almost no idea what he was doing- wouldn’t have done it unless Alexander had asked.

Without another thought he moved to lean into Thomas, letting the tears fall. They stayed like that, And Alexander was thankful nothing was said. Thomas eventually moved them over to the bed, letting Alexander curl into him and cry. He was trying his hardest to avoid the once again growing feeling in his gut. The need to be fucked senseless by his alpha, but eventually gave in when Thomas caught a whiff of the slick that now coated the inside of Alexander’s thighs.

[thedoodlezoo]

When You Get Hit On HCs (DEH x Reader)

Connor:

-Lowkey pissed. Actually, highkey. He flips his shit.

- “Can I help you?”

- Connor was positive that you date him out of pity, and would much rather be going out with a dumb jock.

-He moped until you managed to convince him otherwise

-At first, he’s all offensive and angry, but as the relationship progresses, he finds a better alternative

-When anyone even thinks about approaching you, he’ll wrap his arms around your waist from behind and kiss your neck, or gives you a rough smooch. He wants people to know who you’re taken by.

-“Hey, man. Do you like my boots? How do you think they’d look kicking your ass?”

-Once, a jock smacked your ass, and after pummeling him, he bought you a dozen roses that fell out of your locker the next day.

-Sometimes he’ll just say he loves you really loud as you walk down the halls

-Connor left hickeys where he knew people would see them. He wasn’t messing around

-Loves the idea that only he can do what he does for you

Jared:

-Jealous asf.

-He’ll see a guy talking to you, and he swAGGERS OVER like

-“That better have been a drug deal I just witnessed I swear to God”

-Definitely hacks a nerd’s Wizard 101 account after they talked to you

-“Yeah, I get it, but I just don’t see why he had to get chem notes from you specifically. He could have chosen anyone in the class!”

-Generally dramatic but is fully aware of it and shows zero signs of stopping

-“Did [name] invite you to their barbeque? No? Then why the fuck are you all up in their grill?”

-Jared just wants you to himself and wants to love you a lot because he feels like the luckiest guy ever

-Definitely the type of guy that would get you jewelry with his initials

-Wants to reassure you that he’ll fight for you

Evan:

-Not very assertive

-Will kinda tug on your shirt or something if you’re talking to another guy, like when you wanna leave a family party early and need to convince your mom.

-He starts being more public about your relationship.

-Like, he’ll start posting more pics with you on social media, or kissing you before you part ways for class.

-Also LOTS OF BIG HUGS

-Often gets Connor or Jared to scare/fend off people that hit on you because he’s too nervy to do it himself

-Won’t get angry when people hit on you, but rather, is all giddy

-It’s bc he knows that out of all those dudes, you chose him, and that just makes him all the more grateful for you

-You hate when dudes hit on you, and Evan always uses it as a chance to shower you with admiration.

-“I mean, you are the cutest, smartest, most beautiful being in the entire multiverse”

Zoe:

-A lot like Connor, she’ll be grumpy when someone hits on you.

-She’s a lot better with recognizing a flirt vs a friend, though

-She also tends to figure out when they’re flirting vs being nice, and is almost always right

-Very cuddly in public, and isn’t afraid to hANG on you when you’re chillin

-Very polite but sassy when someone tries to get with you

-“Hi, um, excuse me? They’re with me,” and she just kinda bats her eyelashes

-Nonchalant hand holding. Everywhere.

-Gets you two matching bracelets bc cute shit

-If a really pushy boy keeps trying to get with you, she’ll come up to you and be like, “Oh, hi babe!”

-And she’ll just be v gay with you until they leave

Alana:

-Very busy, so she isn’t usually around when you’re hit on

-Even so, if you bring it up, she’ll ask you about the details constantly

-When you insist it isn’t a big deal, she insists that you at least give her a name. You usually don’t hear from that person after that.

- Takes pride in all of her titles, but she’d take being your girl over being president of any club

- Like even tho she isn’t huge on PDA she loves you more than anyone in the galaxy and wants to scream it from the rooftops

- “What do you need from [name]? I bet I could get someone who can help you” *death glare*

-She is so ready to fight at all times, but rarely shows it

-Asking your permission first, writes her name on your bag with little stars and hearts

- “Now everyone will know better than to try and get with my love”

[like-a-bag-of-potatoes]

Woman of Letters - 10

A/N: So it seems like I have gotten the groove back for this series. YAY. Thank you all for your feedback, and as always, a special shout out to my beta @thorne93, she's fantastic.

Characters: Dean, Sam, Louisa (OFC).

Warnings: Talk about a crappy relationship, not much, but it's there. Italics are flashbacks.

Wordcount: 2088

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Sam, as usual, was the first one up the next morning, and from what he could tell it was gonna be a while before the other two got up. Empty bottles and glasses littered one of the tables in the library from the night before.

After Sam had cleaned up in the library, he started on breakfast. He knew very well that the moment that the smell of bacon hit Dean's nose, he would wake up. While Sam was cleaning up, he had received a text from Garth, pointing him in the direction of a case, so he needed his brother up, fed, and ready to go.

Dean was the first to emerge from his room, his hair sticking up in all directions and his old man robe hung loosely on his shoulders.

“You look like death,” Sam noted, looking up from his newspaper.

“I look better than I feel then,” Dean mumbled as he poured himself some coffee. “Did I smell bacon?”

“In the oven.” Sam folded up his newspaper. “We have a case.”

“Shoot.” Dean's voice was muffled from all the bacon he had just shoved in his mouth.

“Well, Garth seems to think it's a demon collecting his deals early. So far there has been two deaths, a man and a woman both in their thirties, both getting successful overnight a couple of years ago, both died in weird accidents,” Sam explained.

“Sounds like it's worth looking into,” Dean said just as Louisa joined them.

“Good morning,” Sam offered with a wide smile.

“Too loud.. And too enthusiastic this early,” Louisa said grumpily, walking over to the fridge and getting a bottle of water. “And there's nothing good about this morning,” she said after taking a big gulp of water, joining the brothers at the table.

“You ready for your first case?” Dean questioned.

“Today?” Of course it had to be today when she was nursing the worst hangover in history.

“Yes, today. We leave in a little while.” Dean ignored the look he got from his brother, Sam was clearly shocked that he invited her to tag along.

“I'm gonna go grab a shower and pack, and I'm good to go,” Sam said, excusing himself from the table.

Silence fell between Louisa and Dean, neither of them knowing how to start a conversation after last night's confessions.

“Soo…” Dean started.

“Soo…”

“About what you told me last night, you know, about your ex…”

“Look.. I blame the alcohol. I didn't mean to unload all that on you,” she said without meeting Dean's eyes.

**

Louisa’s phone kept ringing, but she kept sending it to voicemail, until she just turned off her phone completely. Dean was curious to know who kept calling her at this hour, but he didn't feel like it was his place to ask. After she had turned her phone off, her smile disappeared from her face and it was like she got a little withdrawn, a look of sadness in her otherwise bright, blue eyes. Dean felt anger rise within him, anger directed to whoever was on the other end of that phone, and with another sip of his whiskey he got the courage to ask.

“Who keeps calling at this hour?” he asked, trying to sound as casual as possible.

“Just my ex. Probably drunk dialing me.” She shrugged.

“And you don't want to talk to him?”

“No.. I just..  I need a new phone number,” she said, nervously picking at the label on her beer bottle.

“Bad break up?” Dean pressed.

“Bad relationship.. Quick break up. We broke up the day that I came here,” Louisa explained. “I wasn't planning on breaking up with him, but he told me that if I left it was over. I'm really glad now tho. Now that I’ve had a little distance I can see that it wasn't exactly a healthy relationship.” She had no idea why she was telling him all of this. For one, she wasn't exactly the type of person to get so personal, and secondly, she hardly knew Dean.

“Does this have anything with why you froze tonight, with that douche?” Dean asked when an eerie feeling settled in his stomach.

“Maybe… I guess. There was something about him that reminded me of Heath, that might have played a part in it.”

“Did he ever hurt you?”

“Nah.. It wasn't like that. It was more a total disregard for my feelings. Like he didn't help me clean out my father's apartment after he died, because he had plans with friends and then he came crawling through the door at two in the morning with a hickey on his neck.  And he had a tendency to turn into a massive dick when he was drunk, and he was drunk a lot. But he never physically hurt me,” Louisa reassured.

“He sounds like a dick,” Dean said, taking another sip of his whiskey. He couldn't help but be angry at this guy, and he couldn't help but feel like there was more to the story. “Anything else you’re not telling me?”

Louisa looked up at Dean. She felt safe with him. She felt like he actually wanted to know, that he wasn't just asking to be polite. She battled with herself for a moment before the words just started spilling out. She told Dean that Heath had become more and more controlling and manipulating the further they got in their relationship. “I think that when he started cheating on me, that he feared I would do the same to him, so he started putting me down. Eventually I just figured that my life would be a lot easier if I just let him do his thing and not protest or argue with him too much. I understand now that I could have saved me a lot of heartbreak if I had just left him earlier, but I was starting to believe the things he said about me, and he had me convinced that he was the only one who would ever love me. So I stayed.” She blinked away a few tears, but not before Dean had noticed. He walked over to her and wrapped his hand around her, hugging her to him.

“Want me to kick his ass?” Dean asked in a soft voice.

“I kind of do,” Louisa answered with a slight chuckle.

 **

“You know you didn't deserve all that, right?” Dean asked, looking into her eyes.

“Look, I appreciate that, but I really don't want to talk about it.”

“That's fine,” Dean said as he stood from his chair. “If you change your mind, I’m here.”

“Thank you.”

**

Louisa didn't eat anything for breakfast, she knew that the best hangover cure for her was a gallon of water, some sleep, and after that, the greasiest burger she could get her hands on.

When they had loaded everything in the car, she laid down in the back seat, using her jacket as a pillow, and within minutes she had fallen asleep. Dean kept stealing glances at her in the rear view mirror. She looked so peaceful when she slept, and for a second he let his mind wander, imagining how it would be like to fall asleep next to her, to have his hands wrapped around her as they slept.

The stolen glances didn't go unnoticed by Sam, but he chose to let it be. He had been a little smitten by Louisa at first, but she had become more like a sister to him and all those feelings had gone away. Now he was rooting for his brother. Dean had been forced to grow up way too soon when their father had set out to avenge the death of his wife, their mother. Dean had done his absolute best to take care of his brother, but Sam hadn't always made it easy on him. It wasn't until he had grown up that Sam realized how much his brother had sacrificed for him, to give him a chance to be a ‘real’ boy. Dean deserved to be happy, he deserved to find love. And Sam had no doubt in his mind that it could be with Louisa.

**

They had been on the road for a couple of hours when they stopped for gas. While Sam went in to pay, Dean had taken off his jacket and carefully laid it across Louisa’s sleeping form. She stirred a little, but she didn't open her eyes. 

Three more hours went before Louisa finally woke up. “I need a giant burger, and all the mozzarella sticks,” she said, her voice groggy from sleep.

“It's aaaliiive,” Dean joked, meeting her eyes in the mirror.

“Yeah, yeah… now.. Where did we land on the food?”

“We still have a few hours of driving ahead, but I'll stop at the next diner.” Dean suggested.

“Awesome.”

**

When they reached the hotel, Louisa was finally starting to feel human again, but she was grateful that it was late and actual work would have to wait until morning. Sam had gone to the police station to see if he could get the case files so that he could start going over them, and Dean had gone out in search of more food, Louisa took the opportunity to grab a shower before the boys got back.

Sam and Dean had both apologized profusely for only getting one room, but she had tried to assure them that it was okay. There was only two beds, but there was a small couch she could curl up on. Hopefully it was just for a couple of days.

Louisa stepped out of the shower and dried off, cursing herself when she realized that her bag was still in the other room. She carefully opened the door. “Sam? Dean?” No response. She wrapped the towel around herself and then stepped into the room to get her bag. She had just picked it up when the front door opened and Dean walked in.

“Oh.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean.. .I should have knocked,” Dean rambled, locking his eyes on a strange stain on the carpet.

“It's fine, Dean. I'll just go get dressed,” she said. The whole thing felt a little awkward, but she tried to just shrug it off.

She got dressed and brushed her hair in a hurry, and when she came back into the room, Sam had returned.

“So, did you get the files from the cops?” Dean asked as they started on the pizza he had brought.

After that they all fell into a conversation about the case. Louisa didn't say too much, she just sat back and listened, watched them work. She wanted to soak up every last detail, she wanted to learn. Besides, it was hard to take her eyes of off Dean as he concentrated on reading the files. His eyebrows scrunched together, his jaw clenched, and his emerald eyes turned brownish.

“I think I'm gonna try and get some sleep,” Louisa said, following up with a yawn. She took a pillow and a blanket from one of the beds and then curled up on the small couch.

“You can take the bed, and I'll sleep on the couch,” Sam offered.

Louisa gave him a snarky look. “Dude. You’re like forty feet tall. I appreciate the chivalry, but I'm good on the couch,” she said honestly. She wrapped herself in the blanket and closed her eyes, effectively stopping the conversation.

Sam and Dean weren’t far behind her. They knew that tomorrow was going to be a long day, and for once they had an opportunity to get a few extra hours of sleep, so they took it. Sam took the bed that was closest to the bathroom and Dean got the one closer to the couch where Louisa was curled up. There was a small stripe of light coming from between the curtains, that hit Louisa’s face, and Dean couldn't help but stare at her. He regretted how he had treated her in the beginning, that he hadn't even given her a chance. If he had, he might have noticed sooner how amazing she was. She was smart, funny, strong and independent, and she was quite possibly the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He didn't like the realization that dawned on him in that moment, that he was absolutely captivated by this girl, that he was falling for her, that he had started imagining a future with her. He laid awake for a while, just looking at her.

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