#that she spends the whole lesson shivering and crying every single time we start doing something new

[oldtestleper]

this kid is a better and certainly more productive teacher than I am but like he’s been terrorizing this little girl every week bc he keeps trying to get her comfortable and then like. dunking her. just stop it. either you can be bad cop and dunk her or you can be good cop and do what you say you’re gonna do, which is be a safe place for her to hang out

[didsomeonesaydaddydraco]

Secrets | d.m imagine

Hermione and I are on our way to the Great Hall to have breakfast with Ron and Harry. We accidentally overslept this morning because we were up late last night studying for our upcoming DADA test. She tries to hide her yawing, but I can tell by the dark circles under her eyes, that she is as tired as I am.

- You know what I don’t understand? – She looks at me confused – How on Merlin were you sorted into Gryffindor with that attitude of yours? Don’t get me wrong, you know I love you, you’re my best friend, but the amount of sass you have and how determined you can get, you’d be better off at Slytherin, but you still ended up at Gryffindor.

I freeze for a second, memories flashing right before my eyes from a couple of years ago.

*4 years ago*

I’m aimlessly wandering around the caste with my fellow schoolmates around me. A bunch of 11 years old, who are very much eager to start their school year at the famous Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The endless corridors amaze us, and the living pictures scare most of us as they welcome the new students with a few nice words. We’re waiting by a huge old wooden door for Professor McGonogall to let us in so we can be sorted into our Houses. I know a lot about this School. My brother was a student here, along with my parents, their parents and basically my whole family.

- Follow me, please – an elder student comes up to us to lead the way. We’re called to a chair and the Sorting Hat is placed on our heads. For some student he doesn’t have to think much which House he should put them, but for a boy, named Harry Potter, he thinks a lot. It looks like he cannot make a decision, but suddenly he yells out Gryffindor.

- Next is, Miss Y/F/N – as Professor McGonogall calls my name, my knees start to shake, and my palms get sweaty. Without any shown emotion, I sit on the stall, my legs not being long enough to reach the ground. My breathing is getting heavier second by second as the Hat is getting put on me.

Please, not Slytherin. Please, do NOT put me in Slytherin.

- Hmm, what do we have here – the loud voice of the Hat starts and I feel like I’m going to faint soon – Oh, wow… - he hums – Very interesting mind. A huge knowledge, and bravery – for a second I feel a slight relief as he’s listing the Gryffindor characteristics – But I see creativity, with a very strong determination and ability to be a great leader…just like a true Slytherin.

Please, I’m begging. Do NOT put me in the Slytherin House…

- Exciting thoughts you have here, young Y/Fam/N – the Hat chuckles but yells out my house finally – Gryffindor!

 *Present*

- Hey, are you OK? – Hermione asks me. I zoned out after the flashback. All these years, nobody asked be why it was so hard for the Sorting Hat to choose my House. They still think I’m just a rather complicated person with quite a twisted personality.

- Yeah, sure – I smile weakly at her – I’m just tired, hungry and nervous about our DADA test, that’s all – I shrug and fasten my walking to the Great Hall. Never in my years at Hogwarts have I thought that maybe my secrets will be exposed one day. And that day was closer than I imagined.

Two weeks have passed since Hermione’s question, and ever since than I’ve tried everything to avoid that specific topic, but she doesn’t seem to want to. Every chance she has, she would ask about my family and why in Merlin’s love I’m not talking about them or about my life outside of Hogwarts. Last night we even had a fight about it in front of half of the School, when she pushed her questions on me during dinner. I got enough of her obsession with my family tree and rushed out of the Hall. But on my way out, I saw Draco Malfoy looking at me with a knowing smirk and some foreign flame in his eyes. Something, that looked very close to sympathy.

- Hermione, I think you should drop it – I hear Harry trying to convince her – I bet those are just rumours. You know how bad they can be.

I walk up to them but before I can sit down on my usual spot next to Hermione, she jumps up and looks at me fumingly. I immediately know that she knows. Of course she does.

- Could you tell me when you wanted to tell us everything? – Her voice is louder than usual and it attracts the attentions of the students at Great Hall. They loved a great drama during dinner time, so they could talk about something after it at their Common Rooms.

- Hermione – I warn her that neither the place, nor time is right for this conversation. But when I try to ask her to talk about this somewhere more private, she cuts me off.

- Do not Hermione me, Y/N – she screams at me with pain in her eyes – A couple of weeks ago I asked you how you were sorted into Gryffindor, when you clearly have the characteristics of a Slytherin. You zoned out and didn’t give me an answer – she starts her story – Silly me thought, it must be a misunderstanding, or you were just going through this weird faze when you act like a total jackass. I tried to talk with you about this, but you changed the subject every single time – she is playing with her wand like she was some kind of teacher, trying to teach us the lesson – So you gave me no other choice than to do some research…

- Hermione, I think we should – Harry stands beside her, tugging on her robe to pull her away from me. Ron stands up too and looks worried. At least he is worried. People are gathering around us, eager to find out what this whole drama is really about. I spot a platinum blond head in the crowd, Draco’s eyes burning my face as he is trying to read in my mind.

- We should do what, Harry? Hmm? – Hermione pushes off his hand from her shoulder and looks back at me – We should just live with the fact that one of our oh so called best friend is actually supposed to be a Slytherin, being the descendent of one of the most ancient pureblood wizard families? Or you just want to avoid the fact that her father was sentenced to death by a Dementor’s kiss, and her brother is probably die in one of the most guarded cells of Azkaban because they were loyal to Who He Shall Not Be Named and served him? Almost everyone in her family was, or still a Death Eater.

Everyone around us gasps. Silence fills the Great Hall as Hermione yells out the last words. Everyone is surprised, except Malfoy. He looks like he knew about this the whole time, and he probably did. His parents being Death Eaters as well, they might had known my father.

- Your mother changed your name, used her middle name as your last name so it might confuse the Sorting Hat – she takes a step closer to me, her wand still in her hand as she was afraid I might hex her. And in this moment, I really want to do that, but I won’t – That’s why the Hat was confused. That’s why the Professors acted like they had no idea who you were, but they all knew.

- You couldn’t keep your nose out of my business, right? – I scoff and look at her. The girl, who I thought was a friend. Whom I thought would never judge me – Are you happy now? You know this too. Does it make you a better person? Do you think you can use this against me?

- I… - she opens her mouth, but this time I’m the one who cuts her off.

- I hope you are finally satisfied. But for your information, private life is called private for a reason. And if you don’t want to cause any trouble for yourself in the future, I suggest you to stay out of other people’s business. Not everyone is as nice as I am – I say to her with ice cold voice and leave the room in a rush.

I’m literally running all the way up to the Astronomy Tower. My tears blur my vision, and I almost fall a couple of times, but all I want is to be as far from Hermione as I can. My knees give up, and they can no longer hold me on my feet. I collapse to the ground and let myself cry. My father was indeed a Death Eater, but he was a good man. He never meant to hurt anyone, he just made all the wrong choices, along with my brother. They loved their family endlessly, and would have done everything to protect Mom and me. And they did. That’s why they were both locked up at Azkaban for years. Than the Ministry made their decision about Dad, who refused to give names to the judges. So he got a Dementor Kiss. Elvin, my brother, was only sentenced to spend the rest of his life at Azkaban.

I hear footsteps from behind me, but I refuse to turn around. I don’t want to face anyone now, I just want to be alone with my shame, grief and thoughts.

- I don’t care who you are, but I don’t want to speak, nor I want company – my voice is filled with sorrow, and the cold November weather makes me shiver. I just started to feel cold. I must have been too angry to feel anything but the fire burning inside of me which wanted to hex Hermione for being so nosy.

- The Towers tends to be quite cold around this time of the year – I’m shocked by the voice. I thought Hermione ran after me to finish her story about my own damn life, or if it wasn’t her, I thought it was going to be Harry or Ron coming after me, to make sure I’m okay, and to ask me if she was right about all those things she had said in the Great Hall. But for my surprise, it was no other, than the Prince of Slytherin, who had been watching me for the last couple of weeks, and who couldn’t look away from my face during Hermione’s “attack”.

- Here you go – he says softly as he wraps his Slytherin robe on my shoulders. I look up at him, just to see his facial expressions. All I can see is sympathy and kindness on his every cold and emotionless face. His pale skin looks like it’s glowing in the moonlight, and his eyes are sparkling just like the stars on the jet black night sky – I come here often. When I want to be alone and need to think or just let out everything that I’ve been hiding in my mind.

I follow his movements, as he sits down beside me. So close our arms are brushing to each other, a sudden warm feeling going through my whole body. Draco was a jerk. He was full of himself, and lived for terrorizing everyone who wasn’t a Slytherin or a pureblood witch or wizard. Somehow, he never had anything bad to say to me; he never called me Gryffindork, or any other insulting names. But at the same time, he never really talked to me – only when we were paired to work together for essays or at Potions class a couple of times.

- You knew, didn’t you? – I ask him after a rather long silence – That’s why you left me alone, not calling me names and picking on me. You knew who I was, and who my parents were…and that’s why you were around me these couple of days. You knew she was going to figure out, right?

He only answers with a small nod. He doesn’t look at me. I turn my gaze away from his side profile, and stare at the sky. We sit there is silence, the only noise our slow breathing, and the sound of the wind dancing through the columns of the Tower. Out of nowhere, Draco grabs my hand, and holds it in his. His thumb is drawing little circles on my wrist and my quite sobs start to calm down and fade.

- I’m not them – I sigh – I’m not my parents or my brother. I would never be a Death Eater. I wouldn’t be able to kill someone, even if they deserved to die. My father and Elvin never killed anyone. They were only…

- Shhh – Draco pulls me closer and lets me to rest my head on his shoulder – You don’t have to explain anything to me. I know how hard your life must have been. And it still is. To be honest, it’s never gonna change. You can only learn to live with this, keep it as a secret and pretend it won’t affect your future – he plays with my fingers, and I know, this time, he’s not referring to me only, but to himself and his future as well – But the truth, it will. We just have to be strong and smart enough, to bare it.

- I don’t know if I can do this alone – I whisper, a single tear rolling down my cheek, dropping on Draco’s hand. He turns to me, and places his free hand on my cheek. I watch his light pink lip running along his bottom lip, his lips curving into a small, but genuine smile.

- Who said you have to do it alone? – he asks me – I’m pretty good at keeping dirty little secrets.

- I bet you have tones of those – I finally laugh a bit. At the sound of my laughter, his smile grows wider, and a cheeky little fame appears in his almost grey eyes.

- Oh, trust me darling, I do – he laughs as well – One of them being having a crush on you…

From that night, Draco did everything in his power to protect me, and I did the same with him. It took me a while, to be comfortable again inside the walls of Hogwarts. I lost a few friends, but at the same time, I gained a few more. People, who were on my side, no matter what. After summer break, Hermione and I apologised to each other. She finally accepting that fact that she might be way too nosy, and wanted to grow as a person, and learn to stay out of other people’s business for her own good. And I told her everything about my family, friends, childhood, fears and dreams. Of course we had a fight about me dating Draco, but when I explained her, that he would never ever hurt me, she finally accepted him at our and in the Gryffindor’s common room as well. As for Draco, it took me a couple of months to get used to the idea, that that arrogant asshole really had a soft side and he loved to show it to me. We never told the whole school that we were, in fact, a couple. Some people knew, some had no clue. We loved the idea of being each other’s dirty little secret.

[imagining-hogwarts]

Forever - Draco Malfoy imagine

request: Hi! Before I send you a request ,I'd like to say ,that I love your posts and fics! I was wondering ,if you could do Draco x reader. Plot - there is an American exchange to Hogwarts [for half year] and then reader and Draco ,in the beginning are enemies. Later they start to see each other in the different light ,but don't want to admire it. When the farewell comes ,they kiss and promise to see again. Then ,after the war [or something] , Draco is Astoria's husband and reader just has to reconcile

A/N: takes place sixth year. This is sad..

Words: 1965

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“Would you please take your head out of your ass once in a while?” You groaned. “I know you don’t like me, I don’t particularly like you either, but it’s just one hour.”

The blond haired boy didn’t even look at you. “I’d rather spend my whole christmas break with Potter, than partner up with you.”

You rolled your eyes. “You’re just a spoiled little brat.” You sighed as you opened your potions book infront of you.

“What did you say to me?” I looks could kill..

“Well that’s what you are aren’t you? Go run along and cry to your daddy.” You mocked.

Draco was just about to say something when Snape had stepped up to your table, furious. “If you two can’t put your stupid squabbles aside for one hour, I’ll have you both in detention for the rest of the week!” He exclamied, giving you both a stern look before he turned on his heel to continue his lesson.

The last two months had looked pretty much like that. You had thought that it would be exciting, getting the opportunity to be this years excange-student. Being able to live in scotland for half a year, studying at a different school and possibly gaining friends for life. Well, you had gained a few really good friends. Especially Ginny. She had taken you in right from the start, seeing you eating alone at dinner that first evening. Since then you two had been quite inseparable. She was the one who had told you about Draco Malfoy, when you had asked about him a lunch that second week. She hadn’t really described him as the nicest person, and after being her for nearly 2 month, you could understand why.

You wasn’t even sure how it all started.. But could barely count the times you two had been at each other’s throats. Arguing and fighting over the smallest things. You had decided you’d try to ignore him the rest of the time. It was only a few months left at Hogwarts after all, and you didn’t want to waste it on Draco Malfoy of all people. That was until that day you were walking through the castle late at night and something stopped you in your tracks. You could hear something from somewhere down the corridor. Was that sobbing?

Peaking around the corner, you saw a figure in the dimly lit corridor, sitting down against the wall. Since the person had their knees brought up against their chest, and head in their hands it was hard to make out who it was. But you couldn’t just stand there could you? The person, whoever it was, was clearly having a terrible hard time and you couldn’t just leave them there in the middle of the night. So you took a breath and slowly walked towards the figure.

As you came closer, you noticed that the person was a guy, and it looked like he was shaking. You also noticed the pale color of his hair.

“Draco?” He looked almost as shocked as you felt when he lifted his head to look at you. But his suprised look quickly turned into annoyance.

“Oh, you of all people.. great” He tried to act casual as he wiped his tears away from his face.

You just looked at him a little concerned, unsure of what to say.

“What?” He asked, still annoyed. “No snarky comments?”

You sighed, this was no time for arguing. “Are you alright?”

It seemed like he aswell hasn’t in the mood for arguing at the moment. He looked down at his hands, avoiding your gaze. “Why do you care?”

“Well I know we’re not friends but.. You look like you could use one.” After a few moments of silence you walked up to him and sat down next to him. You didn’t talk, or touch, but you were pretty sure that he appreciated your company. Even if he’d never admit it. And you sat there with him in silence for hours, until he was okey.

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About a month had passed since that night. Slowly but steadily you and Draco were beginning to warm up to each other. The arguing had stopped, you started to greet each other with a smile when you passed each other in the corridor. Eventually you’d started to really enjoy each others company. You had suddenly gone from enemies to.. friends?

You were sat in the astronomy tower, late in the evening, working on your charms essay. It was quite nice up there, especially at this hour. Everything was still and quiet, it was a nice change from what you were used to.

The sound of footsteps alarmed you as you looked around, wondering who was interrupting your study-session.

“Oh, hi” Draco sounded suprised as he rounded he corner and saw you there. “I didn’t know you would be here.” He smiled at you.

“I come here sometimes, I like the silence.” You returned his smile.

“Oh, err..” He scratched the back of his neck as he suddenly looked a little uncomfortable. “I don’t want to disturb you..”

You laughed at his sudden shyness. “Oh come on Draco, I enjoy your company. Come sit down!”

With a small smile he sat himself down next to you. Was he blushing?

“So, what are you doing here?” You asked as you put your books away to the side. You could use a break anyway, and honestly you were happy it was Draco of all people that showed up.

He was quiet for a moment before he answered. “The same as you I guess.”

You tried to catch his eyes but he didn’t look at you, he just gazed out at the mountains surrounding Hogawarts. It had only gone about a month until you had started to really get to know each other, but that look he was having right now, you knew what it meant. Something has burdening him. You cared for him, you really did, but you had learned that it was usually best to let him come to you with that kind of stuff. And usually he wouldn’t really talk that much, he just wanted someone to sit with him, just like that night.

“You know, I never really thanked you for what you did, that night” He turned his head and looked at you.

You shrugged. “I mean I didn’t really do anything..”

“You didn’t have to.. you simply were just what I needed.” Your eyes locked and you could feel a shiver run through you. “You’re pretty great you know.”

You blushed. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

Draco smiled at you, then he gazed at the view again as he shook his head, still smiling. “Well, it’s pretty late. I should probably head back to my dorm.” He stood. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You said your goodbyes and a few seconds later you were alone again. Smiling to yourself you picked up your books again and continued.

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Another month passed. Today was the day. Today was the last day for you at Hogwarts. You could never have thought that it would be this hard to leave.

You were just done saying goodbye to all your friends as a certain boy appeared in the enterance to the great hall. Your eyes met. It was Draco. He looked like he hadn’t slept all night.

“Go talk to him.” Ginny ushered you as she’d noticed what you were staring at.

In the last month you and Draco had spent most of your time together and you had grown even closer to each other. You couldn’t deny that you could feel something in the air when you were together. It was almost like electricity. Ginny had noticed this aswell. You wouldn’t say that she particularly liked the fact that it was Draco of all boys you were spending time with. But she noticed that he made you happy and what kind of friend would she be if she didn’t support you? Nothing had really happened between the two of you though. But maybe that was for the best, you were leaving anyways right?

You walked out of the great hall and now you were standing there, face to face with Draco, ready to say goodbye. Only you weren’t ready, not really.

“So.. you’re really leaving huh?” He had his hands in his pockets.

“Yeah, the carriage will be here to pick me up any minute now..”

“Right.”

There was an awkward silence. Both of you unsure of what to say.

He cleared his throat. “So I guess this is goodbye then.”

You swallowed. “Yeah I guess so.” You looked at each other for a moment, silently. “Well, goodbye then.” You could almost feel your heart breaking as you took one last look at him before you turned around. Although you didn’t get to take more than one step before you could suddenly feel a hand on your wrist.

Draco pulled you back to face him, he placed his hand on your cheek and pulled you in for a deep kiss. It felt like you were melting inside, you had been waiting for this for so long.

“I couldn’t let you leave without telling you.” He panted as he pulled away from the kiss. “I love you.”

Your eyes began to water as you looked at him. “I love you too.”

“Then why are you crying love?” He laughed as he wiped away a tear from under your eye with his thumb.

“Cause I still have to leave.”

He embraced you, holding your shaking body close to his. “I know..” He stroke your hair before placing a finger under your chin, bringing your face up. “But this wont be the last time we meet. And I’ll write you, every single day. I promise.”

You couldn’t help but laugh a little at his excited face. “I promise too. Although, I don’t want to, but I really need to go now. They’re waiting for me.”

“Yes ofcourse.” He wiped away the last tears from your face before he kissed you one last time. “I love you. Forever.”

“Love you.” You turned around and walked away.

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20 years later

You were standing at the 9 3/4 platform giving your son a kiss on the head.

“You’re going to be fine Andrew.” You smiled down at him. “You know, I only spent half a year at Hogwarts, but it was the best time of my life.”

Dean Thomas was standing beside you, arm around your waist. “It was there we met actually.” He kissed your cheek.

“Ew stop it!” Andrew looked at you, disgusted. You couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“Run along now, you don’t want to miss the train.”

You gave your last goodbyes before Andrew stepped on to the train. You gazed at the crowd of people, parents, sons and daughters, as something catched your eye. Or rather someone. It couldn’t be, could it? The pale-haried man turned around and there he was. Draco Malfoy.The boy you had loved so deeply. The boy who would always have a special place in your heart. And by his side, a woman and a young boy. He looked happy.

“Y/N?” Dean woke you from your transe. “You ready to go?”

“Yeah” You smiled at him and Dean gave you a quick peck on the cheek before he took your hand and started to lead you away from the crowd.

You took one last longing gaze over your shoulder at Draco. Thinking about what could have been. At least he was right about one thing. It was not the last time you’d see each other.

For a moment it looked like he had noticed you aswell. But you had already turned around and walked away. Forever.

[teamkaiforever]

FRENEMIES                                        - Part II Kai Parker x Reader

(Part I) word count : 2 575 *not my gif _________________________

Whatever Kai’s idea of fun was , it definitely wasn’t the same as Y/N’s. Not all the time at least. He was capable of being the most dangerous being one minute and the sweetest caring one the next. He’d stab her with a knife just to see how long it would take for the Prison World to heal her , or tie her up and practice his magic on her before making her dinner and telling her jokes to make her laugh. Y/N’s first week with Kai had been rough. As much as she hated everything he was doing to her , a twisted part of her was actually starting to like him … up until the point he killed her again , when she hated him all over again.

* * *

“Wakey wakey.” Kai’s voice woke her up. She opened her eyes , turning towards him. Kai was laying on the bed next to her , his hands behind his head and his gaze fixed on her. “Kai !” she pulled away startled. “I thought we talked about this…” A few times the past few weeks he had sneaked into bed with her instead of going to sleep on the couch as they had discussed. They’d take turns each night but somehow he always ended up wherever she was sleeping. Sometimes she’d go to sleep on the couch and wake up in his bed with him starring at her. It was making her nervous because clearly he didn’t get the whole ‘boundaries’ thing… “Yeah , we did but I don’t care much what you have to say and I was bored.” he said grinning. “Awh don’t look at me with those big eyes. I made you breakfast , you are going to love it ! Come on.” Y/N sighed. There was no way to reason with him , if this kept on happening she’d rather spend eternity alone.

Later that day Kai left her alone for a few minutes and she used her chance to sneak out of the apartment and run out of the building. When Kai came back to the living room and didn’t see her around something inside him broke. Using his vampire hearing he heard her running outside. “Damn it.” he muttered and chased after her , catching up with Y/N in the town square. He raised his hand and she ran into an invisible wall knocking her a few steps backwards. “Life is so much easier with magic.” he laughed. “What the hell ?” she asked , her hands hitting the boundary over and over. She hated it when he used his magic to do things like this , knowing there is nothing for her to do. Its like he was doing it on purpose. He vamp sped towards her pinning her on the ground. “Come on , sweetheart. You didn’t really think I’d let you go , did you ?” he said gripping her hand tightly , pulling her up. He didn’t sound angry , he sounded hurt which completely took her off balance. She turned towards him , wanting to see his eyes but he wouldn’t look at her just kept pulling her with him towards his place. “Kai … Let go of me.” she said out of breath. “You are hurting me.” He didn’t seem to hear her at first , but then loosened the grip a little and she ran again , a moment later the world turned black. “That’s about enough of this..” Kai said annoyed , flicking his wrist magically snapping her neck. He vamp-ran towards Y/N , catching her body before she fell on the ground , lifting her up and pulling her closer to his chest. “I hate how you make me do this to you again and again…” he sighed. “Oh well … maybe one more time won’t hurt.”

Kai carried her to his bedroom and let her down on his bed , stroking her cheek. “What am I going to do with you ?” he whispered. He had been so terrified she’d leave pretty much since they had met and his worst fears had been confirmed more than once already. Y/N was the closest thing he had to a friend and he just couldn’t bring himself to let her go , the thought of her being gone hurt him for some reason.

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Y/N woke up from a sharp pain in her leg. She tried to move but couldn’t. Kai was using his magic to keep her pinned down. Her vision was blury as she opened her eyes and then another loud crack came followed by a really sharp pain in her other leg , sharper than before. “W-what are you doing?” she asked accusingly trying to focus her eyes on him. “Oh , don’t look at me like that sweetheart.” he said faking a pouty face. “You must’ve known this would happen. I told you not to run…or did you think there wouldn’t be consequences?” he said suddenly serious. “Why are you doing this?” she hissed at him. Of course he’d do something like this… “I told you sweetheart. You shouldn’t have ran…” he paused for a moment , slightly tilting his head. “Maybe if I break another bone , you’ll learn your lesson.” “No , Kai , don’t ..” she said screaming out in pain again as another bone broke with a loud crack. Kai looked at her slightly amused , watching her squirm in pain for a few more minutes before healing her broken bones. “I am getting better at this.” he said proudly. He lifted her body up and pulled her into a hug gently rubbing her back as she started sobbing. “Awh , don’t cry. I can do a lot of things but I don’t know how to make you stop crying.” Kai felt something in him shift again listening to her sobs. He had hurt her multiple times the past few days including less than 5 minutes ago , yet she held on to him as if her life depended on it. Y/N tried to run away from him, it wasn’t as if she had given up yet , but something always pulled her back towards him. “Stop doing things like these to me , maybe I will.” she said snuggling closer to him. It was absolutely insane … he kept hurting her and kept comforting her after and she was letting him do both. Earlier that day when Y/N had run off , he had felt as if air was being pulled out of his lungs. He didn’t want to spend eternity alone , that’s why he had chanced her , it’s why he had hurt her but now a part of him was starting to wonder maybe this was only pushing her away and at some point he’d actually end up losing her. Y/N looked so fragile in his hands and suddenly he found himself wanting to protect her , except he’d have to protect her from himself.

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The next two weeks were strangely calm. Kai acted super nice to her , refused to feed on her and payed so much attention to her , she was starting to get scared , more scared than when he was torturing her. This has been the longest he’s gone without hurting her. Sometimes she’d catch him looking at her with those beautiful blue eyes , he’d smirk at her and then look away or he’d just look away. Ka was acting weird and a few times she tried to ask him what was wrong , but he’d just say ‘nothing’ and change the subject.

Kai was sitting on the couch watching some movie on the DVD. His eyes had started to turn black the past few days and Y/N was starting to get worried. She finished her lunch (which Kai had made her) and sat for a while looking at him. “Stop starring at me. Its annoying.” he snapped. Y/N sighed , last thing she needed was Kai getting annoyed at her , things never turned out well for her when that happened. The past few days Kai had shown her a side of him probably no one else had seen before and she kind of started to like him and ‘get ideas’. She turned her gaze away towards the window , it was annoyingly sunny as every other day. Part of her missed the rain , the snow … but in the Prison World the weather never changed. Y/N glanced at Kai who was now starring at her , watching her every move. She got up and walked towards him , sitting on his lap her legs on each side of him. “What are you doing ?” he asked trying to push her off. “You are hungry , Kai. I’m not stupid.” she removed her hair from her neck , pushing it away exposing her neck. Y/N could see his eyes flicker with hunger and the purple black veins under his eyes started to show , but a moment later they disappeared. Kai’s hands were on either side of her waist , unsure if he should push her away or not. “I don’t … I don’t want to hurt you , Y/N.” he said , surprising her with his answer. Y/N hadn’t seen this coming , considering how much he seemed to enjoy hurting her the past few weeks. She slided her hand in his pocket and took out his pocket knife , opening it and making a small cut on her neck. Kai could smell her blood before a single drop had shown on the surface. She watched as the purple / black veins under his eyes showed up again , his fangs coming out too. “It’s OK Malachai. I want to.” Y/N said reassuringly. Kai glanced at her and she nodded. “Go for it.” Kai sank his teeth into her neck , his hands pulling her closer to him as she threw her head back a bit , wincing at the pain. In all his times feeding on her , he had gotten better at it and now there was very little blood dripping down her neck. As he kept feeding his hands tugged at her shirt a bit , his fingers touching her skin , the cold of his rings sending shivers through her body. A few minutes later he pulled out , Y/N’s head feeling dizzy from the bloodloss. He wiped a few blood drops from her neckwound and pressed his hand against it muttering a spell. She felt warmth spread through her where Kai was touching her bare skin as the wound healed. Kai’s eyes were locked on hers , the beautiful blue / gray shade had returned and his eyes were glowing. “See , that wasn’t so bad. Didn’t hurt as much …” she smiled at him , starting to get up but he wouldn’t let her. “Kai wha-” Kai’s bloody lips smashed against her , his tongue going deep inside her mouth. The kiss was demanding , Y/N tried to pull away confused by what was happening , he didn’t let her. His hands on her waist were pulling her closer to him , making her grind against him and a moment later she let go. His touch felt like fire and she wanted more. His lips moved towards her neck , a low growl escaping from his throat. “No … we can’t … we can’t do this.” Y/N said , pulling away and tossing herself on the couch next to him completely out of breath. She couldn’t wrap her mind around what had just happened. Kai leaned in , pressing her body onto the couch as his lips founding hers again. His eyes were black again , this time from a different kind of hunger. Kai slided his hand under her shirt pulling it up a little. Y/N wasn’t sure what was happening in that moment , all she knew was his touch felt so good and she didn’t want to fight it. “Sweet innocent Y/N…” Kai whispered to her , brushing her cheek , her eyes following his touch. He lifted her chin gently his eyes piercing into hers for a long moment before pulling away from her. Y/N’s heart was beating so fast and her breathing uneven , she got up quickly and ran into the bathroom , locking the door a resting her back against it sliding down towards the floor.

A few minutes passed in complete silence and then he knocked on the door , trying to open it. “Y/N? I’m … I’m sorry , I don’t know what …” he started to say but didn’t seem able to finish his sentence. Wow , Kai speechless ? That’s new. she thought. Usually he never shuts up and always had something to say. “Please open the door.” Y/N hated how he made her feel , she hated him and liked him at the same time and what had happened earlier had her emotions completely mixed up. She could hear him sit by the door , waiting for her to come out which eventually she will have to. Part of her was wondering why he hadn’t knocked down the door yet… About half an hour later she opened the door and found him sitting by the door just as she had expected. He got up in a flash , standing a few steps away from her. They locked eyes and for a moment none of them said a word. “I’m not … I’m not going to do that again .. unless you want me to. I didn’t want to scare you or anything.” he said. Kai sounded so honest and Y/N couldn’t help but believe him. Thing is , she hadn’t felt scared or anything like it. She felt confused and his answer , the way he was looking at her in that moment only added to her confusion. “Why?” she asked simply. “Why would you … kiss me ? You don’t even like me. The only reason I’m here is because you don’t want to be alone.” A look of hurt passed through Kai’s face , he reached for her hand and she took a step back. He sighed and looked at the ground. “I … It will sound weird but , I care about you. I don’t know or understand why - you are so annoying …” he laughed nervously. “You care about me?” Y/N asked thinking she had heard him wrong. Then she remembered how nice he has had been the past two weeks and before how even after he hurt her , he always found a way to comfort her. Maybe he was telling the truth. “Yes. It’s annoying , all those feelings and everything.” he said. “And you are right. I don’t want to be alone. I’ve spent most of my life in isolation , Y/N. I don’t want to spend eternity by myself.” he reached for her hand again and this time she didn’t pull away. “You are the closest thing I’ve had to a friend … I don’t .. I don’t want to lose you.” Y/N couldn’t take her eyes off him. What had happened to Kai ? He sounded and looked so different. “You are not going to spend eternity alone , Malachai.” she said with a small smile. “Can we go out on a walk ? It’s stuffy in here …” Kai smiled nervously. “Um yeah .. sure , whatever you want.” he said letting go of her hand , waiting for her to go. She took a few steps towards the door , her hand holding onto the door knob for a moment before twisting it. Just as she was about to step outside , she turned towards him locking eyes with his , her breath getting caught in her throat. “Catch me.” she said smiling and winking at him before running off down the stairs. Kai laughed. “Oh I will …” he said chasing after her a moment later.

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Prompt 56 - EVERYTHING FOR YOU

Rating: G

Words count: 1675

Ao3

Summary:  Jimin is a scaredy-cat and Taehyung is happy about it.

“Jiminie! Did you do the homework? Can I copy them?” shouted Taehyung as soon as he entered the classroom, heading towards his best friend without sparing anyone else a glance.

Jimin sighed, rolled his eyes, and answered exhausted “Kim Taehyung! You ranked second of the class on the last exams, while I was 12th. Please explain me why should I give you my homework?”

“Because you love me and because yesterday I managed to kill the boss on the 54th floor of Aincrad” he replied smiling widely and already going for Jimin’s notebook.

“Wow, you defeated it. That is amazing. Of course I will let you copy my homework, it took me the entire afternoon doing them, but you are a hero” Jimin said with sarcasm. “At least now that you defeated it I hope that you will do your homework”.

“But I’m doing them” replied Teahyung innocently.

“On your own!” hissed Jimin, but Taehyung was to busy coping the exercises for paying attention to him, so he just went on daydreaming waiting for the teacher to arrive and start the lesson.

After a whole long boring and exhausting day (the gym teacher should have been in a really bad mood) the only thing Jimin wanted was to get home and doze in front of the TV. But no, his annoying best friend had other plans.

“Jimin let's go eat something and then go to the cinema. There's the sequel of The ring. I really miss Samara” he said brightly, too brightly for the movie he was talking about.

“Tae...I don't want to” whined Jimin shaking his head from left to right.

“Why not? In seven days we have to hand over the paper for Mr Kim, so let’s try and see if we will still be alive”. Jimin rolled his eyes at his friend’s words. Taehyung was always searching for a way to not do the homework, but this was way too much even for him. “This way we don’t have to them. And if we still be alive we can blame it on Samara, because she didn't come for us”.

“You are crazy” stated Jimin, before starting to laugh and walking in the direction of the cinema, opposite to his house.

“I am, but you love me” beamed the younger.

And truth to be told, he did love him. Not the kind of friendly or brotherly love, but the one where you want to hold hands, to kiss, to spend every second, every minute, every hour with them. Where you want to be the reason of their happiness. And so Jimin was willing to watch the sequel of a movie he didn't even saw, because he knew it was horror, and he hated horror movies. Everything for the smile that would make butterflies fly inside him and make his heart race like it was about to pop-out of his chest.

“It wasn't good like the other ones” complained Taehyung, while they exited the cinema and Jimin was still wiping away some tears that he couldn't keep in.

“I don't care. I won't watch another horror movie ever in my life” Jimin whined loudly and a few people turned to him. One of them laughed and Jimin blushed, recognizing him as the guy who was seated near him that snickered every time he screamed in absolute terror.

Taehyung placed an arm on Jimin shoulders and looked threateningly at the guy that dared to laugh and walked away. They walked like this until they reached Jimin's house. Jimin didn't even realized they arrived, his mind was to busy thinking about the fact that probably they looked like a couple and that Taehyung was so warm and that he smelled so nice and that-

“You’re parents aren't home tonight right?” Asked Taehyung detaching himself from Jimin, and the latter was about to complain when Taehyung spoke again. “Can you sleep on your own or you’ll cry like a baby?”.

“I don't cry like a baby. It's just that when I’m scared water start fall from my eyes. I don't cry” answered Jimin stomping his foot.

“Sure you don't” giggled Taehyung. They bickered some more and then, all of a sudden, the air got tense. Jimin looked at Taehyung, but soon he diverted his gaze because Taehyung was looking at him too intensely. It wasn't the first time it happened lately and he should have been used to it, instead every time his heart would race fast like ever.

“I’ll sleep with you tonight, to make up to you” he said from nothing, then he looked at the door waiting for Jimin to open it.

Jimin opened it, still dizzy for before and walked blankly towards his room and got ready to sleep giving Taehyung one of his shirts and pants. Only when they were under the cover and ready to sleep, Jimin realized something.

“Don't you dare scare me Kim Taehyung!” scolded Jimin, but even if he said that, he was grateful that Taehyung was sleeping with him, because the house was too dark and too silent. And against everything he could have done, Taehyung did the only thing Jimin wasn't ready for. He hugged him (spooned, actually).

“W-what are you doing?” Jimin asked warily, trying to remember that they were just friends. Taehyung was giving him a hard time that evening.

“I’m protecting you” stated Taehyung, his hot breath hit the back of Jimin neck and made him shiver.

“I don't need it” answered Jimin, even if all his senses were on alert at every single unidentifiable noise.

“Why are you trembling then?”

Jimin was scared to death, that was true, still, he was sure he wasn't trembling. But the feeling of Taehyung so close to him, hugging him, the feeling of his warm body against him, was something that maybe could never happen again. If Taehyung hugged him thinking that he was trembling, then so it was.

“I’m happy you're a scaredy-cat. Aren't you happy too?” Taehyung suddenly asked, breaking the silence and the slumber Jimin fell into and leaving him shocked. Who was happy to be a scaredy-cat?

When all his friends (well, aside from Jung Hoseok, but he was afraid even of his shadow) wanted to watch horror movies, but he couldn't watch them knowing that he would spend the night with his eyes open wide and the little lamp in his nightstand on. Jimin was surely not happy about it.

“Next time too, let’s go watch another horror” suggested Taehyung.

“I don't want to” cried Jimin, unintentionally gripping tight Taehyung’s hand that was resting on his stomach.

“Yes, we will. When will I be able to hold you like this?” Taehyung said the last words almost to himself, but Jimin heard them. For a moment he wasn't sure of what he heard: Taehyung wanted to hug him? That was not possible, right?

“What do you mean by that?”

“Just what I said” answered, after some minutes he continued “but if you don't like it, tell me. I don't want to make you uncomfortable”.

Now or never Jimin thought. He spent too much time with this crush, he needed to put a stop to it, hopefully with a happy ending, but if not, he was ready to let it go and remain friend.

“It's not that. It's just that for me it has a different meaning”.

“What meaning?”

“I like you”

“Well, I like you too!”

“Not like that” Jimin sighed. Taehyung was a smart guy, always getting high scores without putting too much effort in his studies, but now he was being too dense. “I like like you. I want to hold your hands and kiss you and exchange all those tooth-rotting little nothings couples say. I like you in that way” explained Jimin, letting go of months, years of repressed feelings.

“That's good, ‘cause I like you like that too. I would've held your hand before, but I like the way you fit under my arm that I couldn't resist” replied Taehyung. Jimin heart was now beating like never before and he was starting to feel too hot. Taehyung turned Jimin to face him, their lips were merely centimeters apart and they could breath each other in. “You don't know how much I wanted to kiss you earlier, but I was afraid of your reaction. Now that I know what you want, like hell I’ll stop”.

Without missing a beat Taehyung kissed Jimin, slowly and softly. Jimin didn't realized what was happening until he felt Taehyung's lips on his and, like an involuntary reflex, kissed back.

The kiss was too short and when Taehyung broke it, Jimin let out an unsatisfied noise. “Now that I think about it” said Taehyung “I made a huge mistake”.

Once Jimin registered those words he felt the tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. For Taehyung kissing him was a mistake, what did he hoped for? He felt so dumb for thinking that something could have happened between them.

“I don't like you”.

Here it comes, the rejection.

“I definitely love you”.

Wait...what?  

“You!” Jimin started crying and laughing at the same time. “Oh god!” he said hitting Taehyung. “I was afraid” another hit. “That you didn't like” another hit. “Me!” another hit, more powerful then the previous ones.

Taehyung laughed and gripped Jimin's hands to still him. “Ouch! Ok, ok. I'm sorry Jiminie. How can I not like you?” he said and kissed him as an apology.

“Don't do this to me ever again” muttered Jimin hugging Taehyung. “Ok, I'm sorry” replied Taehyung, hugging him back.

“Now you can hug me without excuses” said Jimin, after some time of silence.

“You're right” agreed Taehyung, squeezing tightly Jimin into his arms.

“So there's no need to go watch other horror movies” tried Jimin, hoping that Taehyung would be discouraged.

“No way! You're too cute when you're scared” exclaimed Taehyung.

Obviously that wouldn't work. Jimin started to prepare himself to live in terror, but at least he had someone to hold onto.