#that guy never had to yell 'STAY OUT OF MY ROOM! DON'T TOUCH MY STUFF!' at anyone

[nero-neptune]

re: teen wolf being a show about a bunch of teenaged only children (bc i'm thinking about it more), yeah, there's no other explanation for why stiles stilinski is the way he is but for the fact that he didn't grow up with siblings keeping him on his toes. there's no universe where that guy Isn't an only child. like, just Look at him.

[hellisharchive]

Some Adam smut with a fangirl? I mean he did mention a band.. so that means he would have a ton of fans across the music genre! And one in particular likes HIM the most. How would he handle that? Just like another groupie? Or maybe something more? Please have fun with this!!

・﹒・ diggin' on the guitarist - request

Summary: You wanted him to notice you- but you were too scared to make yourself known. You were his biggest fangirl but too shy to say something. However, he finally noticed you in ways you never could have imagined.

Warnings: 18+, fingering [reader receiving], aftercare

Pairing: Adam x Fem!Fangirl!reader

You went to his every show, but not feeling confident enough to go up and meet him as you would probably find someway to mess up. You had the biggest crush on him, biggest fangirl this side of Heaven regardless of what everyone else says. He was just so hot, you would kill just for a little wink at you. This show was no different as you jumped up with the crowd as you yelled along to his lyrics, always so passionate about his music, you loved the energy. By the end, you were exhausted and had another amazing time. Starting to leave after mostly everyone filed out, you felt a hand grab onto your wrist. Turning around, you saw that it was Adam himself. What did he want? With someone like you?

"Heeeyy now, where ya goin' hot stuff? Don't think I don't notice ya at every single show of mine. Gotta say, I'm always sad when I see ya leave. Not this time" He had on a smirk as he let you go, only to get right up in your personal space. Only then did you realize just how much bigger than he was from you, he had to lean down a good few inches just to be above your head. Face growing hot from the size difference, you panicked and looked around the now completely empty venue- it was just you two. Was this really happening? Did he actually notice you every single time? Freezing, you had no idea what to say and how to respond. He was your idol, your true love, and he actually noticed you. You felt like an idiot, like you were back in high school with a stupid crush on a guy. But, you try and muster up something and fail spectacularly.

"I uh- I just uh. Uhm-" A slim finger rested itself on your lips, promptly shutting you up. Eyes wide, you saw his mischievous ones as he pulled his finger away, grabbing onto your waist and walking you backstage into what looked like a sort of lounge room. You were shaky and unable to fully process everything that was happening. The Adam, the first man eas hitting on you, touching you, and bringing you on stage. Your dreams were all coming true.

"You don't have to say anything Babe, it's ok, I know I'm too awesome that I make you speechless. Now- sit down" You stayed silent as he gently pushed you onto the pale, golden couch, opting for being quiet that as the bst option so you don't keep making a fool of yourself. You didn't know what he was planning but you did as he asked, sitting on the cushions as he stood and hovered right over you.

"You ready to be pleasured by the original dick, Babe?" You nodded egarly and he chuckled before telling you to take off your clothes. You hurriedly rushed as you ripped them off while also being careful not to damage them, you felt the cold rush of air hit your now naked body. Staring up at the man, he took off his mask to reveal a handsome face with brown hair and gold eyes. It then occurs to you that you've never seen him without his mask, or anyone has.

"I know, I'm fucking handsome. Now sit back and relax as I give you a special show for my favorite fan" Before you could fully register that he said you were his favorite, he smashes his lips against yours and grabbed onto your tits. You moaned in his mouth as he tweaked your nipples, already making you so aroused as you grabbed onto his hair and tugged it. After a few minutes, he pulled away and took off all his clothes except his underwear. He then slid himself between your thighs, sloppily kissing your neck, causing you to moan loudly. He nipped and sucked until the point where you're sure there were at least 2 hickeys that would form. As he was doing that, he slipped a finger to your pussy, which caused you to jump in his hold. The first man moved down to suck on your tit, picking the nipple as he gently moved his finger right where your clit was, flicking it and gently dipping it into your folds.

"Adaaaammm..." You moaned, from the tit sucking to the feeling of his finger penetrating you was getting overwhelming. Squirming, you tugged on his hair and gripped it as he started to move in and out of you, switching the breast he was sucking to the other side. He then added a second finger, going faster as you could feel that familiar pool gather in your stomach, at this rate, you were going to orgasm in a little bit. Biting your lip, your breaths became fast and unsteady as he knew exactly how to move his fingers inside you as a guitarist.

"Keep moaning my name, its hot as fuck" Before you could release, he pulled his fingers out of you, making you whine from having your orgasm robbed from you. Chuckling, he took off his underwear to reveal an average sized cock, but it was pretty thick. Gulping, you wondered if it would even fit. Looking back up at him, he pulled you into a kiss- a softer one this time- as he lined himself up.

"Tell me if it gets too much, alright? Or tap me or some shit I don't know" Nodding, you took a deep breath as he slowly started to push in, with just his tip you were already feeling full. Grabbing onto his arms, you closed eyes and curled your toes as he was making sure to be gentle. Taking deep breaths, you felt kisses on your untouched side of your neck as he finally pushed all the way in. Opening your eyes, you saw him have a soft look on his face before he asked if you were ready. Saying yes, he started thrusting in and out. Yelling out his name, you moaned the entire time as he went slower at first before quickly picking up. Your arms were wrapped around his neck as you tugged on his hair hard, causing him to fuck you into the couch harder. Tears formed in your eyes from just how good it was- heavenly- if you will.

"Keep sounding like that and I'm gonna have to claim as mine, fuck" You could barely register what he said as he pounded into you mercilessly, the feeling of an orgasm quickly returning. You started sobbing as you finally orgasmed, moaning out his name so loud you swore all of Heaven heard you. Breath slowing down, he slowed down as well, hair all messy from your tugging, sweat covered both of your bodies as you stared into each other like old lovers. He gently slid himself out of you and you already missed the feeling of being so full. His cum and your fluids mixed as they leaked out of you. You watched as he grabbed a towel that he slightly wet and a water bottle and set them on the couch.

"Drink" He noticed you were out of it and shaky, so he opened the bottle and lifted the opening to your mouth, slightly leaning your head back as you drank some water. He set it back down when he thought you had enough for now and started to clean you off. He was being so gentle as he made sure to get every single part of your body. He went to grab your clothes when you tugged on his wrist, even if weakly, but it was enough to signal him.

"Can you uh...can we uh..." Your voice was hoarse from all the screaming and the water only did so much, but even after he fucked you silly, you still couldn't ask to cuddle with him. Smiling, he shook his head as he pulled away and grabbed a random blanket on a chair and walked back over, laying you down softly on the large couch. Resting the blanket on top of you, he crawled in behind you as he was much larger than you. Wrapping his arms around you, you felt him kiss your head, making your chest warm.

"Thank you for being my favorite fan"

[crazyunsexycool]

I want a day of chaos, where everyone is on a mission and Peter is left in the tower with all the super babies with babysitter duties!

Henry, Lottie, peanut and Bee!

Poor Peter.... Let's do this!!!!

From Spiderman to Babysitter

warning: dirty diapers (nothing descriptive), gagging?,

A/N: Just some fun and shenanigans from our favorite super kids!

"Ok Peter, you're only going to be with them for an hour. My dad will be here by then. " Sugar says as she rocks her youngest to sleep. "Peanut should remain asleep the whole time. If they wake up and you're not sure what to do, I left instructions on the fridge and Henry knows what to do."

"Ok, Mrs. Barnes."

Peter was nervous. He'd never babysat before. Stopping bad guys? Sure he could do that in his sleep. But possibly changing a dirty diaper? That was the stuff of nightmares.

"Steve, I don't think this is a good idea." Honey says in a whisper. She's hovering around Steve while he also rocks their baby to sleep.

"He's a good kid. Everything will be fine. Henry and Charlotte are here too and they know how to calm Bee down. Eddie will be here within the hour." Steve kisses her forehead. "Don't worry, Honey. I trust him."

Now Peter had even more to prove. The Captain America trusted him and he wouldn't let Steve down.

"Hey kid." Bucky says with a stern expression on his face. "If something happens to the kids, you'll have me to deal with. You understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Sergeant Barnes."

"Babe, stop trying to scare Peter." Sugar walks back into the living room of her house. "Peanut is down for their nap. Bee is in there too. They should stay asleep. Our mission should only last about 3 to 4 hours. If it's a medical emergency-"

"I take them straight to the medbay."

"That's right. I also left my brother's phone number on there. If you have any questions call him. It'll be over before you know it." Sugar squeezes his shoulder reassuringly.

"Have a good mission." Peter calls out to the four of them.

The whole team was heading out and due to some scheduling conflicts Peter was the only one available. Even Honey would be needed to collect samples or something. Peter was so nervous but he was determined to prove that he could be trusted.

"Can watch moobie?" Lottie crept up behind Peter and he jumped at the sound of her voice.

"Yeah, of course we can watch a movie." Peter locks the door and steers Lottie towards the living room.

"Can habe candy?"

"Oh you want a snack with the movie?" Peter asks Lottie and she nods excitedly.

"Peter, mama doesn't let her have candy at this time or else she won't go to sleep at bed time."

Peter looks from Lottie to Henry. "Oh, I didn't think of that."

"Bubba but I wants candy. Pwease?"

"Maybe just a little bit of candy?" Henry says.

"A little bit of candy it is, then."

****

30 minutes passed since the team left when Peanut woke up and started crying. Which would have been fine but then Bee woke up because of Peanut. Now Peter was trying to calm down both babies but it wasn't working.

"I can take Peanut." Henry says while extending his arms.

"Are you sure, buddy?"

"Yeah, I do it all the time. I can help." Henry takes Peanut and sits down on the couch. "It's ok Peanut, you can go back to sleep." Henry rocks Peanut softly.

"Awesome job, buddy." Peter says while following Henry's lead and rocking Bee.

****

"Uh-oh." Lottie says. "Sowwy Pet-uh."

Peter runs into the play room to find a mess of paint and glitter on the kid's table. His eyes widen and his mouth is hanging open as he takes in the mess. Lottie's hands are covered in the mess she'd made but at least she looked sorry.

"Oh, ok. Lottie lets go wash your hands. But don't touch anything."

"Kay." Lottie hops off her chair and follows Peter to the bathroom.

"Just hold still okay."

Peter helps Lottie wash her hands but now the sink is full of red paint and blue glitter. As he helps Lottie one of the babies starts crying.

"Oh shoot. I have to get them."

"I got it." Henry yells as he runs towards Peanut's nursery.

Peter rushes out of the bathroom with Lottie still in his arms. In the nursery Henry is holding Bee at arms length, his face scrunched in disgust.

"Peter, she needs her diaper changed."

"Ok. Alright. We can manage that. right?" Peter nods. "Maybe let me call your grandpa to see how long it's going to take him." Peter puts Lottie down and runs back toward the kitchen where Sugar left the phone numbers. "Hi sir, my name is Peter and I'm looking after the kids and I wanted to know how long it's going to take you to get here because I don't know how to change a diaper and Mrs. Barnes said you would be here within the hour but it's almost the hour."

"Peter, take a breath." Eddie chuckles on the other side. "Unfortunately, I'm stuck in traffic. I think it might be another hour. If you don't know how to change a diaper, take the kids to the medbay, Ivy can help you."

"Oh, but Peanut is sleeping. Should I wake them up?"

"No you don't want a screaming kid on your hands. I'll call the medbay for you."

"Thank you sir." Peter hangs up and takes Bee from Henry. She's wiggling in his hold and crying. "It'll be just a minute, Bee I promise."

It wasn't just. minute, Ivy wouldn't be able to come to the house for a while so Peter did the next best thing. He watched a tutorial on YouTube. He gagged at the smell of the dirty diapers but he managed anyway. To make sure it didn't smell anymore, Peter cocooned the discarded diaper in web fluid.

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The house was vibrating as the four parents got closer. As Sugar opened the door the music was blaring. The lights were flashing to the rhythm. When she turned into the living room, Sugar gasped. It was a mess. Bee and Peanut sat in spiderweb swings. Henry was swinging from a thick rope of spiderweb. Lottie was on the coffee table dancing. And Peter? He was on the ceiling dancing too. The couch cushions were all over the place, there were candy wrappers on the floor, forgotten juice boxes thrown to the side.

“Friday, shut off the music.” Bucky yelled.

The house fell completely silent.

“Daddy you’re home.” Lottie ran into his waiting arms while Peter jumped down. “Wook it daddy, am just wike you.” She held her left arm up which was all black and gold.

“What the hell is this?” Bucky looked between Lottie’s arm, her face and Peter who looked like a deer in headlights. “What did you do to her arm?”

“It’s temporary?”

“Are you asking or telling me?”

“Telling.” Peter says again, but it still sounds like a question.

Sugar and Honey both took the kids out of the makeshift swings and check to make sure they’re ok.

“Why is Bee’s diaper backwards?” Honey asks.

“Um, because I had to change her. I’ve never done it before so I had to look for instructions online.” Peter was definitely in over his head with this one and he knew he messed up but he tried his hardest.

Steve is standing beside Honey cooing at Bee and trying not to laugh at the murderous look on Bucky’s face.

“I’m going to-“

“Bucky.” Sugar sent him a warning look and Bucky kept his mouth shut.

“Peter, sweetie why are you still here? My dad was supposed to take over three hours ago.”

“Mrs. Barnes, your dad got caught in traffic. There was an accident and he’s still waiting in his car ma’am.”

“I’m sorry Peter, this should’ve never happened. Thank you for looking after them. Why don’t you head up to the main building.”

“No.” Bucky stops him from leaving. “He’s leaving after he cleans this place up.”

“Sure I can do that.”

“No, it’s ok Peter. I’ll do it.”

Peter stands there looking between Sugar and Bucky before he slowly takes a step back.

“Have a goodnight Peter.” Sugar says.

“Good night.” He says and heads for the door before turning to face the four adults. “Also Charlotte found a stash of glitter. I tried to clean it up but she mixed it with paint in the playroom. Bye.”

Bucky groans and Lottie giggles.

“Made you a picture daddy.”

“I’m sure you did.”

Lottie kisses his cheek before wiggling out of his arms and taking him by the hand to the play room. The last thing anyone hears is.

“Charlotte Elise Barnes.”

And laughter from the girl herself.

[soupandsorcery]

Day 5 - Dreams & Reality, 750 words

Jamie's resolve lasts all the way through training and a long shower, but standing in the doorway to the coaches' offices, he starts to lose his nerve a little.

Roy's got his angry eyebrows on, scowling at a notepad on his desk while he scribbles something and then scratches it out like it's gone and offended him somehow.

Half of Jamie's brain is yelling at him to bail, to come back and do this later or...or somewhere else, but the other half has a good point that if he doesn't do this now, he might lose his nerve and never do it. And then slowly die of wanting to be touched by Roy Kent, which would be a horrible fate for the world.

He's still in the middle of his mental argument when Roy looks up and catches sight of him.

"What are you still doing here?" he asks, glancing past Jamie to the empty locker room. All the other lads have cleared out by then, leaving just Roy and Jamie alone.

Unless Beard is lurking around somewhere, which is always a possibility. Weird fucking guy.

"I uh. I wanted to talk to you about something," Jamie manages. He sounds nervous as he says it, but some things can't be helped. He rocks back on his heels, shoving his hands into the pocket of his jacket.

Roy sighs, sitting back in his chair and leveling Jamie with a look. "You quitting the team?"

Of all the things he could have said, that throws Jamie for the biggest loop. "What? No! What? Why the fuck would I be quitting the team? This is...Richmond's my team."

"Yeah, but you've got to know that you've got options, Tartt. The way you've been playing this season, you could go almost anywhere and they'd have you."

This is not at all how Jamie envisioned this going. He stares at Roy for a long moment, blinking, trying to find his footing in this conversation. "Do you...do you want me to go to another team?" he asks, suddenly fucking terrified of the answer. "I mean things have been good, yeah? I know Ted's gone and all, but we've been fucking crushing it this season, and the lads and I have the whole thing down, and I thought—"

He's babbling. He knows he is, but now, in addition to being scared of getting rejected, he's worried about being sent away, which he didn't even know he had to be worried about in the first place.

"Fucking breathe, Jamie," Roy cuts in. "I'm not trying to get rid of you. I just. You've got potential. So much fucking potential. And I know firsthand what it's like to waste it because you feel like you're invincible and you've got all the time in the fucking world. I don't want you to end up a bitter old fuck like me, wondering if you wasted your life."

"Oi, you're not that old. And you're not even that bitter these days. Saw you laugh just yesterday, granddad." Jamie gives him a shaky smile that doesn't fool anyone.

Roy doesn't smile back. "Jamie. I'm being fucking serious, okay? You've got to think about what you want. Long term."

That's all I've been fucking thinking about.

Any other time, Jamie would be fucking preening from the praise. Roy Kent, talking about his potential, telling him he could go to any other team and fucking nail it. It's the stuff he used to dream about when he was fifteen and afraid he was as worthless as his dad always told him he was.

But now it's not really what he wants to hear.

"What if I want to stay here?" With you, Jamie doesn't say. "What if I'm happy here?"

"Then that's fine. But you have to be fucking sure. I don't want you to stay just because it's safe or whatever."

They're just looking at each other now, and the silence in the office is thick. Jamie thinks of what he came here to say and bites his bottom lip, weighing his options. It feels weird, to say it now. Like the moment has passed and something has shifted and Roy's... Jamie doesn't fucking know. Feels like Roy's trying to say goodbye before they've even started.

His dream about the two of them feels far away, and he just nods. "Yeah," he says. "I'll um. I think about it."

"Good lad," Roy replies. "I'll see you tomorrow."

It feels like being dismissed, so Jamie goes.

[cottagecheese1]

What about me?

Summary: You're Ari's girlfriend, but you slowly get replaced by someone who isn't you. Ari thinks this isn't true but figures it out he's wrong after it's too late.

Paring: Ari Levinson x reader x Jake Jensen

tw: literally just Ari being an asshole, fluff

"Sweetheart, you have to let me get dressed."

You pouted, wrapping your arms around Ari's muscular shoulders and burying your head in the crook of his neck desperately trying to get him to lay in bed with you a little longer.

"But why? can't you stay and cuddle for a little longer..."

Trying to give Ari the most convincing puppy eyes you possibly can, but falling to do so when you see he doesn't even spare you a second glance as he buttons up his baby blue dress shirt.

"No. Sorry baby, I promised Andrea I would meet her for drinks."

You paused for a moment. his just now current sentence throwing you off on so many levels. Who the hell is Andrea? And most importantly, why is she going out for drinks with your boyfriend?

"Who is Andrea, and why are you having drinks with her?"

Ari rolled his eyes annoyingly and looked at you with a scowl.

"Why do you always need to know everything I do. It's really annoying and overbearing."

You got out of bed and furrowed your eyebrows, trying to figure out how you were being 'annoying and overbearing'. Ari even knew before you guys got into a relationship that you had always been insecure about stuff like that, so it took you a little bit to get comfortable about some of the domestic things he tried to ease you into.

"Me? Annoying and overbearing. You're the one that's going out with another woman and getting drinks with her, and you don't believe that I have the right to ask you why?"

Ari looked at you angrily before putting his pants on and walking out of the bedroom grabbing his wallet before heading towards the front door.

You followed him not wanting him to leave angry with an issue that was not talked about between the two of you.

"is that it? Do you expect me to just sit here and be alright with you drinking with another woman?"

Ari paused and turned around setting his keys on the table beside him.

"yeah, maybe I do expect you to sit there and let me do what I want, it's not like I'm hooking up with random women."

"I trust you Ari I just don't want you doing anything you might regret later."

Ari scoffed

"yea sounds like you trust me a lot right now."

You looked at him like he was crazy, his voice getting louder and louder as he spoke.

"You're So Fucking clingy. Why can't you be more like Andrea!? She's pretty, skinny, I can fuck her better. She's perfect. you'll never be like her!"

As he yelled at you all you could do is cry and think about what he just said to you. Ari cheated on you and he didn't even try and pretend he wasn't.

Once the screaming stopped you looked down at the ground and stopped crying a little.

The minute Ari's words sunk in, you were angry.

"FINE. Go have a great time with Andrea I won't stop you."

You walked into your room and took a couple of boxes out, Walking back into the living room you put them on the table in front of Ari.

"Since you hate me that much you can take yourself and all your things out of MY house by tomorrow goodbye Ari."

Ari looked at you silently and followed you when you went back into the bedroom."

"I didn't mean that Baby, I'm sorry you know I love you"

"No, no you don't Ari don't say that"

You cried silently sitting on the couch with your elbows propped on your legs while your hands cover your eyes.

Ari makes his way over to the couch trying to wrap you in a hug and kiss your forehead. You push him away and stand up still crying.

"don't you dare touch me Ari"

"Please sweetheart we can talk about this-"

"Get out of my house. Please."

Ari attempted to come towards you to hug you once again but, you pushed him away.

"Are you sure I can sta-"

"GET. OUT"

Ari gave you one last guilty glance and made his way toward the door, slowly grabbing his keys on the way out.

2 weeks later

After the fight with Ari, he did come to your house and get his stuff in the mean time he was trying to find some reason why you should forgive him.

Your house was covered in pizza boxes, paper plates, and empty soda cans, along with take out boxes that should've been thrown out weeks ago. What have you done to yourself?

In the two weeks while you were downcasting in self-pity, Ari nonstop sent you multiple texts and calls to which you did not answer, threads of text messages that varied.

'I love you, baby'

'Please take me back'

'I'm sorry about what I said, and it'll never happen again'

'I dumped Andrea. Can we talk now?"

'I'm sorry, my love, please answer'

'U up?'

'You okay, baby?'

'Can I please come over so we can talk about this?'

'I really miss you, sweet girl'

'You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. Please answer..'

'You're absolutely perfect. I didn't mean anything I said to you, sweetheart'

Along with 98 missed calls from Ari

You couldn't bring yourself to put you in that down spiral of pain again, so you just ignored him.

While you glanced at the messages Ari sent you, you suddenly got this boost to go out to the land of living again.

You got in the shower and washed yourself, got dressed, grabbed your purse, and left your house.

What did you do once you got outside? To the coffee shop, of course, what better way to build your self-esteem back up than to order a coffee and sit down to catch up on some work.

Once you ordered your coffee, you sat down at a two person table and got your computer out waiting for them to call your name.

When you finally got your coffee and yourself settled, you heard the chair across from you creak across the wood floor and a voice that came with it.

"Um, hey, I was wondering if I could get your number?"

The voice across from you peaked your curiosity. You looked up from your computer to see a cute blonde boy with round glasses and an awkward smile on his face.

You smiled back at him, and that made him grin even more. You didn't need Ari anyway when you had this cutie in front of you.

"Whats your name?"

He paused and stumbled over his words a little bit.

"Jake Jensen, I thought you were really pretty and thought maybe I could have any chance of taking you out some time."

The smile on your face couldn't have gotten any wider. You felt like you were in high school again, giggling when your crush looked at you.

"I'm (name), I'd love for you to take me out some time, you're really cute too, so I don't mind that too much either.."

Jake's cheeks tinted pink when you said he was cute to, he was ecstatic that you said yes, very surprised that a pretty girl actually found his geeky persona attractive.

He handed you his phone, and you took it and put your number in his phone. Once you handed him his phone back, he gave you a quick bye and darted out of the front door of the coffee shop.

When you got back home, the first thing you did was take your shoes off along with your bra and change into something more comfortable. You spend the next two hours cleaning your wreck of a house, then you check your phone.

You unlock your phone and see a text from a number you don't recognize, but it can only be one person.

'Hey, it's Jake from the coffee shop. I was wondering when you wanted to meet up sometime?'

You paused for a moment, trying to think of the right thing to say.

'Of course, I'm open every day past 3 o'clock, so whatever works for you is ok with me!'

'Does 5:30 on Monday sound alright? Or I'm pretty much free to whenever you want to.'

'Of course 5:30 sounds great, see you then, Jake!'

Wow, you can't believe how excited you are. You immediately go to your room and pick out an outfit for Monday.

On Monday, you forgot how long it's been since you've been on a date because Ari never took you on them. Maybe that's why you were so nervous?

Jake texted you the details about where you where you two were going. you stood in front of your mirror and did your hair and finished up your make-up. You never really felt pretty, but right now, you felt beautiful.

You heard a knock on your door. You hurried to see open it and saw Jake standing there with a bouquet of flowers and a nice dress shirt and pants.

"These are for you."

He handed you the flowers, you smiled and took them

"Thank you so much. You can come inside if you want."

"If that's ok with you"

"I'll put these in some water then we can leave"

He took a deep breath as you turned around to face him, looking up at him.

"Wow, you do look gorgeous"

You went up on your tip toes and gave him a kiss on his cheek, Jake felt himself blushing slightly.

"You also look very handsome"

Jake gave you a chuckle and asked you if you were ready to go. You said yes.

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After the date, Jake drove you back to your house and walked you up to your doorstep. He took a deep breath and leaned in to kiss you, which you greatly accepted. After about a minute of him softly kissing you, you both pulled away from each other.

You gave him one last kiss and looked back up at him sweetly

"I really hope I get to see you again, Jake. You can always come by my house anytime if you ever need anything or wanna hang out sometime"

"Well, I definitely enjoyed tonight, and I do hope I get to see you to some time.. I'll definitely come by sometime, goodnight (name)"

"Goodnight Jake"

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And he didn't lie. Every single day, Jake would come to your house, to say that you guys liked each other was an understatement.

The past few weeks were amazing, and that made you almost completely forget about Ari. So much happened. One thing led to another, and here we are with you and Jake in a happy relationship cuddled up on the couch with your head laying on his chest with his arms tightly secured around you, watching some nerdy TV show that Jake insisted on watching.

What broke the peace was a knock on your front door, Jake pecked your forehead and got up.

"Don't worry, I'll get it, baby"

You groaned, annoyed that your personal pillow is leaving.

Jake opened the door, and before he could say anything, a man that was about the same height as him with dark shoulder-length hair and a beard started a speech

"Sweetheart, I am so sor- who the fuck are you?"

Jake looked at the man with confusion and an annoyed face.

"I'm her boyfriend. Who the hell are you?"

Ari raised his eyebrows, trying to look past the man to find you.

"No. I'm her boyfriend or, well, soon to be once I get her back."

"No your not-"

Jake was cut off by you sleepily wrapping your arms around his waist, peeking around to see who it was. Your eyes widened to see that it was Ari at your front doorstep with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"Ari. What are you doing here?"

Ari slightly smiled

"I'm here to apologize, I miss you so much, baby, please can we talk"

Jake looked down at you in confusion

"Is he your ex-boyfriend?"

You looked back up at him

"Yea, and he was also fixing to leave to because he cheated on me and also because I have a new boyfriend which I love very much and he would never do anything to hurt me because he's a sweetheart. Goodbye Ari."

"Wai-"

You were fixing to slam the door when Ari blocked it and opened it

"What about me? you're gonna choose this weirdo over me?"

You paused

"Um yea, he's nice, sweet, gorgeous, funny, smart...the list goes on.."

You slam the door and lock it, ignoring Ari's yelling. You drag Jake back to the couch and kiss him, rubbing your hands over his muscles while he holds your waist. You pull away and sit up on his lap.

"I can show you what else I love about you.."

He smirked and gave you a teasing look, feeling you through his shirt that you were wearing right now.

"Oh yea? Why don't you show me then?"

You made your way between his thighs.

"I'd love to."

A/n- I had this in my drafts for a while it kinda sucks lol but it's definitely something (I did not proofread this at all).

[keenzinemugstudent]

Lookism Vasco x black fem reader! Misunderstandings!

You are best friends with Daniel and Vasco thinks you two are in a relationship.

"Daniel!" You and ran at the tall boy full speed than jumped on his back making him let out a surprised grunt from you

"Y/n be careful you might fall off!"

"Oh hush i'm not going to fall and besides your strong enough to carry little old me!"

"Little my ass..."

"What was that?!" You pulled on his ear making him yell out in pain.

"Also think of this as punishment for making me do your homework! Again!!" You say while putting him in a headlock causing him to chock and try to prior arms off of him which was difficult.

"O-oh come on I said I'd make it up to you! Y/n please have mercy!"

"You said that last time you dweeb!" As this was happening Jace and Vasco were walking by and watched the scene.

"Looks like Daniel once again has managed to piss off Y/n." Jace says shaking his head watching you killing the poor boy Vasco just stayed silent.

"Vasco you good buddy?"

Jace to look at what his friend was looking and of course it was you watching a smile on your face. Jace winced he knew his best friend had a crush on you the girlfriend of Daniel Park and it hurt to see Vasco sad that the girl he liked was already taken.

"H-hey don't sweat it man there's plenty of other girls out in the world out there who would like you!"

"But I don't like other girls I like her..." He says still looking at you.

Damn that hurt. The first time Vasco had met you was in the cafeteria where you stood up for a girl who's being bullied by boys Vasco immediately came to your defense but you already handled the issue by punching one of the guy's in the face for trying to touch you he was out like a light. Vasco was surprised that such a small girl like you could have pack a punch not only that you were sweet and kind always there to help others that was one of the main reasons why Vasco liked you so much because of your kind heart and that you always gave him some food and snacks along with nice cold milk.

"Hey! Vasco!"

Both boys look up and see you running towards them causing the Burn Knuckle leader to sweat nervously a tiny blush appearing on his face.

"We still on for cleaning duty right?"

He nods his head unable to speak any words you give him a grin.

"Alright than let's go!"

You grab his arm and drag him to the class Vasco looks back at Jace with a nervous look but all his friend did was give a smile while giving a wave.

(Later)

You and Vasco were in the art room cleaning you had to move some stuff not like you got an issue with Because You Loved art class the issue is that you were going to be doing it by yourself and nobody wanted to help which it was when Vasco took the opportunity to volunteer and help which was really sweet of him to do considering how busy he usually so you were lucky he was here cause you were to small to reach some things is standing up on chairs always made you scared you were going to fall backwards and hit your head.

"Thanks for volunteering to help me out Vasco I really appreciate it."

He gives you a nod taking a heavy box of paint out your hands he flinched as his hands laid on top of yours he quickly took the box out your hand and apologized.

"S-sorry! I didn't mean to do that!"

"Haha It's fine Vasco don't worry."

He blushed hearing your laugh it was so cute but he was embarrassed that you were laughing at him. Next thing he knew you walked towards him and gently grab a hold on to his hand making him freeze up at your gently touch.

"Wow I never noticed how big your hands were compared to mine!" You say amazed while in twining your hands together with his Vasco felt a bit faint you were so close he never has been this close to a girl before and having you holding his hand while standing so close just did not help it just made his feelings for you grow bigger. He of course tried to suppress them knowing that you were his friend's girlfriend but at the same time he wasn't sure if that was true or not seeing as they were just rumors he heard but he wanted to know for himself so this was the perfect opportunity for him to find out so he can confess his feelings for you!

He took a deep breath getting your attention he looked you dead in the eyes with a serious face expression.

"Y/n if it's okay can I ask you something?"

"Sure ask me anything I'll be completely honest!" You say smiling not letting go of his hand they were just so warm you didn't want to let go.

"What is...what is your relationship with Daniel?"

Well that definitely caught you off guard you tilted your head at him confused at the strange question.

"Huh me and Daniel? Oh we've known each other since we were kids, we're really close!" You say looking at him with a soft smile making his heart beat faster.

"Your that close huh?" He held your hands tighter not enough to hurt you of course but just enough to know that he did not want to let your hand go.

"Yeah. Though he can be annoying sometimes and no matter how many fights he gets himself in I still love the idiot."

And there it was Vasco's heart broken in a million pieces at your words and felt his shoulders drop down.

"O-oh I see sorry." He let go of hands making you look up at him shocked at the loss of his warmth.

"I-i should probably leave now I'll talk to you later Y/n..." Before you could say anything he walked out the class with his head down making you worried. Since that conversation Vasco has been avoiding you like the plague and doesn't help you with cleaning he had gotten someone else to take his spot, it honestly made you upset that even Daniel tried to talk too him but didn't get any information so you talked to Mira a about it at lunch.

"I just don't get it Mira!"

"And you say he's been avoiding you since that day?"

"Yes! It's been bugging me I don't know what to do!"

"Okay run this by me again from the beginning."

"Well he asked me about me and Daniel's relationship and I told him that we've been closed since middle school."

Uh huh.

"And that no matter how much trouble he gets himself in I still love the idiot. And he got sad than left." You say taking a sip from your drink Mira froze turned to look at you eyes wide.

"You love Daniel?!"

"Well yeah he's my best friend why wouldn't I love him?"

"You mean you love love him or do you love him as a friend?"

"As a friend of course!" You stared at her with confusion as she let out a sigh looking at you with a frown.

"Oh Y/n you are so oblivious sometimes ya'know that?"

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that I think Vasco got the wrong idea of what you meant by you loving Daniel."

"The wrong idea?"

"You really don't know?!"

"Know what?"

Mira nearly threw her food at you but stopped herself she didn't want to be a violent person unlike Zack.

(Zack somewhere in class sneezing)

"Oh my god are you serious? You're the smartest student in school how do you not know?!"

"Just tell me what I need to know woman!!"

"Ugh! Y/n! Vasco likes you!" Mira yelled at the top of her lungs glaring at you making you drop your food eye's wide as dinner plates. He likes me? Vasco? The Burn Knuckle leader likes me?! Me? Of all people me?!

You sat there silent making Mira look at you worried before she could touch your shoulder you stood up cleaning up you food and running towards the door.

"W-where are you going?!"

"I'm going to that idiot!"

"Which one?"

"Vasco! And I'm going to get so damn answers from that boy!" With that you ran full speed looking for him Mira stared after you letting out a small sigh and a smile on her face shaking her head Vasco was in a lot of danger and she'd hoped that he could manage how to explain himself to you.

(Listen to this while reading👇)

As you were running in the hallway bumping into some people who glare your way telling you off but you honestly could care less all you were focused on was findng Vasco you looked everywhere you run into Daniel's class he looked up and saw your face flustered from running.

"Y/n you okay?"

"Where is that idiot?!"

"H-huh? Who?"

"Vasco! That's who now where the hell is he?!" You say everyone just looked at you confused and slightly scared because you sounded angry.

"U-um?"

You turned to look at Jiho who had his hand up looking at you nervously.

"I think he's in his class."

"Thanks!" You left Daniel got up from his seat.

"Y/n wait!"

Daniel called out for you to be was about to run after you to see to see if you needed help but Zach held on his wrist causing Daniel to look at him confused Zack he just shook his head with a annoyed look on his face.

"Don't even try it pretty boy she's on a mission."

"A mission?"

Zack just went back to sleep ignoring Daniel's question as for you, you got into the architecture department you saw the burn knuckle gang and they turned to you hearing the front door slam open.

"Is *huff* Vasco *huff* here?"

"Uh he just left."

"Yeah ya just missed him."

you let out a groan in annoyance and continue to run you were honestly tired but you forced you legs to keep going hey you thought back at his sad face and when you told him that you love Daniel which you wanted to kick yourself for because how did you not notice that he liked you honestly why didn't he tell you that he liked you? You were going to get answers out of that boy one way or another! You got to the front entrance and you could see him just his back though you ran out the door full speed then called out to him in rage.

"Vasco!!!!!!" He turned around with a frown but then his eyes got wide when he saw you running at him his face went from confused to terrified at your face expression (face👇)

"Don't you dare take another step forward!"

He looked scared Jace who was standing next to him slowly slides away not wanting to get hit by the deranged angry girl running towards his friend.

"You're not going anywhere until you answer some questions!"

"Y-y/n clam down!" Vasco held his hands up trying to defend himself but you just continued running at him than jumped at him arms wide open he held his arms out to catch you and when he did he held you close arms around your waist and spun you around he even feel backwards with you on his chest.

"Y/n! Are you okay?!" He asked in a panicked voice checking to see if you were hurt anywhere you just hide your face in his chest.

"I'm not going to look at you until you tell me that God honest truth!"

"T-the truth?"

"Is it true that you think that me and Daniel are dating?"

"Y-yes."

"When I told you that I love Daniel that is the truth I love him."

"I know..." He frowns down at you hands holding your smaller ones you than looked up at him with a frown.

"As a brother!"

"H-huh?"

"I love Daniel as a brother! I've known him since we were in Middle School we grew up together and I've never once saw him in that way so what I meant that 'I love him' I meant love him as family!" You held his cheeks making him look into your eyes, his were wide and had tears in them poor boy was getting emotional.

"So-so your not dating?"

"No!"

"And you aren't in love with him?"

"Yes!"

"W-what? I thought you said you weren't?!"

"Huh? No I meant yes as in yes you're right I am not in love with Daniel!"

"O-oh." He blushed making you frown at him you got up turning you back at him arms crossed.

"Ugh! Your such a fool sometimes Euntae Lee!" He flinched at your angry tone and at you using his full name.

"But I guess that's one of the reasons why I like you so much." You say softly still not looking at him because your face was red. He let out a surprised gasp along with Jace who was standing on the sidelines.

"You mean it?"

"Yes."

"You like me?"

"Yes."

"And not as a friend?"

"Yes!" Next thing you knew you were being picked up and hugged by the tall boy who was hiding his face in your neck crying tears of joy.

"I'm so happy! Y/n I'm so happy you like me back!"

"H-hey stop it your getting my uniform dirty come on!" You say kicking your feet in the air trying to remove him from you. But he didn't listen and just hugs you tighter making you blush a bit but you're blush only deepen once you heard the loud cheers and clapping from your classmates, your friends and the Burn Knuckle gang.

"Woohoo go Vasco!"

"Its about damn time!"

"She did all that running just to confess her feelings?!

"How romantic!"

"Wish someone did this too me one day!"

"Uh I have you chocolate for your birthday babe?"

"Shut up that's not the point!!!"

"I feel like I'm living in a TV drama this is so cute!"

"Those two? A couple? I mean good for them but what about me?!"

"Oh shut the hell up man! This isn't about you!"

"I'm so happy for you Y/n and Vasco!" Yelled Daniel smiling along with Jay who was also smiling, Zack just rolled his eyes.

"Congratulations Y/n and Vasco!" Yelled Mira yells out clapping with a goofy smile on her face you just shot her a bird behind hiding your face in Vasco chest in embarrassment.

"Thank you everyone!!!!" Vasco yelled at the top of his lungs grinning like he's won the lottery all you can do is just shake your head and hide your blushing face still In the boy's arms.

"I'm never going to live this down."

"Jace your the best man at our wedding!"

"Huh!??! Already!?"

"Yes and we'll have five kids together Y/n I want to be with you forever!"

"Five?! We are NOT having five kids Euntae Lee!"

"That's the second time you've said my name your so cute Y/n!" He spins you around in circles making you scream in his arms.

"Stop it you goof ball!"

Jace just shakes his head smiling at the couple.

"Those two are going to make this year a wild ride."

I had fun writing this honestly lol hope y'all like it

[chubbygirlfics]

Can i request a tate Langdon x plus!size reader. Where the reader finds out she is pregnant and is scared to tell tate because she thinks he will make her get an abortion and when she finds out about how tate is dead she stays calm so she doesn't add a lot of stress to herself and the baby maybe she is walking home at night and some guy tries to rob her and then kill her but tate gets there and saves her she finally tells him and he tells her how much he loves her and can't wait to be a father. He says this behe is so deeply in love with the reader. (sorry if its long you don't have to write it)

Tate Langdon x plus-size!Reader

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, assault, robbery, and abortion.

Summary: at the top! I hope you like this fic!<3 also it isnt proof read

You don’t really know how you ended up in this situation, pregnant with Tates baby, afraid of what he would say or do if you told him, worried he might make you abort the baby.

You always knew Tate was a deeply disturbed person, you overheard the conversations he had with your dad, he’s a therapist and has a home office for his patients.

Your dad always told you to stay away from him of course in the beginning you did but then Tate started wandering the house when your dad thought he left, he made it up to your room one day, watching you threw the crack in your door.

Man he thought you were gorgeous, when you noticed him peeking he got scared of how you would view him, would you think of him as a creep?, as a stalker?

His worries went away when you invited him into your room

‘Oh hi I’m Tate I live next door’ he said shyly breaking eye contact with you, you have him a assuring smile ‘I know who you are Tate, I see you with my dad from time to time, so what are you doing up here’

You ask Curiously ’i was just looking around sorry if I looked like creep earlier I just thought you looked cute- ah sorry I didn’t mean to say that’ he says cutting himself off

‘It’s okay I think your pretty cute too’ that helps him feel less awkward and it’s not like your lying

Ever since that day you two have practically been inseparable, he’s always in your room hanging out, listening to music, watching movies.

After you guys got to know each other better things escalated which got you into the situation you are in now.

Sitting on the bathroom floor with a positive pregnancy test, cursing to yourself, why just why did this have to happen to you.

Lost in your thoughts you over heard someone talking, you quickly hid the pregnancy test and got up to see who it was.

It was Tate and Constance, Tates mother, you never liked her the way you’ve seen her talk to him but you’ve just stayed out of there business because Tate asked you too.

‘Tate how many times have I told you to stop talking to this girl, if she find out your secret, it’ll be over’ she whisper yells at him

‘Mom, she’s not gonna find out I’m dead, she’s never asked me out the house so you don’t have to worry’

Dead? Dead. It made you dizzy, what does he mean dead, how is he talking to you touching you if he is dead.

It makes so sense, whatever he meant or means you know you have to keep calm in order to not put stress on yourself or the baby, even if Tate doesn’t want the baby in the end you do.

After you hear them walk you away you need fresh air to get your kind off of everything.

You put on warm outdoor clothes considering it’s already dark at night , once you get outside you decide to head to the supermarket to get some stuff to snack on.

You got there grabbed some chips and drinks, you had some spare cash that you could use, you bought your items and headed back.

When you got to the yard of your house some random man came out of the bushes and started covering your mouth

He put a knife against your neck ‘I swear if you make one sound I will cut your throat right here bitch, now give me everything you have.’ You are pulling out your wallet and just give it to him the stuff you bought from the store too.

After you give him everything your shaking still trying to keep calm cause all your thinking about is the baby, ‘you know what I’m gonna kill you anyways’

As he’s about to hurt you Tate comes out of the shadows ‘don’t fucking touch her’ he says slamming a rock against his head more than one time

It definitely knocks than random man out, you never felt so relieved, Tate saved you

‘Oh my god y/n are you a okay? Did he hurt you?’ He says pulling you into a hug, ‘it’s okay Tate I’m fine can we please go inside’ you beg ‘yeah of course baby’ he says grabbing your stuff from the ground and leading you inside

When you got to your room you started breaking down crying, ‘hey, it’s okay y/n your safe now’ he says giving you a kiss at the top of your head,

‘I know tate that’s not why I’m crying’ you say looking at him ‘then what’s wrong?’ He says confused

You take a deep breath ‘I’m pregnant tate and it’s yours, I’m sorry’

He’s speechless for a good minute, you take that as a bad sign, ‘really?’ He asks you see some excitement in his eyes which makes you relieved

‘Yeah I was having a lot of symptoms so I took a pregnancy and test and it was positive but I understand if you don’t want the baby but I’m not getting a abortion tate’ you state

‘No no I don’t want you too, I can’t believe I’m going to be a dad, to our baby , I’m so happy y/n I love you so much and I would never make you get an abortion I want the baby just as much as you do.’

Your smile got so wide and then you remember what him and his mother said.

‘Tate, what did you mean earlier when you said you were dead?’ His eyes go wide.

‘It’s a long story y/n’



[mimiwritcs]

FIGHT FOR YOU (4/?)

FANDOM: Divergent

PAIRING: Eric Coulter x Fem!Reader

SUMMARY: this is after four+eric's initiation and before tris'. this will be the build up of the characters as we got introduced to them as well as maybe the society. not just a love story but we aim for characters' growth and storytelling.

WORDS: 2.5K

A/N: so the slow burning is already starting, trying to make everything very realistic. i'm currently on vacation and haven't had much time, hopefully you are able to trace along my imagination and with time i'll improve with these action scenes, enjoy bc next one will be a ride

Although you weren't sure how much time had passed, you didn't believe it would be enough. You were faced with a ton of work, several weapons that were quite similar, and many that you had never even seen in person. Nevertheless, you believed that you needed to learn as much as you could before tomorrow in order to be ready for everything. Even if you received the book, your situation did not improve. Even though you hadn't said anything irrational, you still caused yourself a lot of trouble and perhaps even Four as well. You had to figure out how to fix it.

"What are you supposed to be doing?" You heard someone asking as you looked up to see Rose, the girl who made a ruckus the first day on tour. "It's a long story…" you commented without much desire to talk about it. "Are you aware that you are no longer in Erudite. Why did you choose Dauntless to end up locked in a room with a damn book?" she asked you. "It's a direct order, okay?" As you gathered your belongings, you hissed, "Mind your own business." She managed to touch on a sensitive subject for you and immediately put you in a poor mood: your clear Erudite behavior.

You were aware that if they had permitted you to, it wouldn't have been as unusual, but you didn't appreciate staying locked up while studying this with everything going on outside. You didn't mean it to end it this way, you just wanted to have some paper to back up in order to review. But it was obvious that, whether intentionally or not, you had earned it. What time would it be? You questioned as you felt your stomach grumbling as you were walking. As you walked toward the cafeteria, you noticed that the majority of them had already left. You quickly took the first thing you saw that was left and ate fast at a table that was only partially occupied. You scanned the room to see who was still present. People were chatting and laughing, and you were sitting with your book. You felt extremely foolish and out of place.

Winter and Milan yelled, "Y/M we've been looking everywhere for you! What are you doing?" they asked you while you updated them on the situation. "God, you couldn't shut your mouth, you seem from Candor" Milan teased you as he took the book from you quickly flipping through the pages. "You all thought the same, it was too much information. We have a lot of pressure, I just wanted to be one step ahead even though I think I've done three behind" you grumbled as you tackled the dessert.

"Well don't worry, you were very smart, surely if you answer the questions well they will forget about it" Milan encouraged you. "Of course, you'll see" Winter said as she reached across the table to caress you. Then you realized, "You guys went to get a tattoo!?" you exclaimed, changing the topic of conversation as you grabbed Winter's arm and admired her new tattoo. "Do you like?" Winter asked you while her face lit up. "It was Milan's idea, I never imagined myself with one but I thought it would help me in with the transition" Winter spoke. "It's beautiful, damn and meanwhile I'm locked up there with all my problems, let's see yours" You asked Milan while he was showing it to you. "That's cool, this stuff really suits you, even you Winter, I already see you different" you laughed.

But it wasn't a joke; it was real. As you saw your buddies develop into outstanding initiates, a part of you was wounded, as you continued going back to your old behaviors. Why was it so hard for you to do? You were talking a little more, Milan left while Winter stayed helping you review, asking you questions and learning something else along the way. "Thank you very much, you didn't have to" you thanked her once in the bedroom preparing to go to sleep.

The following morning, you awoke a half-hour earlier than anticipated; just one person was having a shower, and the rest were still asleep. You weren't sure if this was due to nerves or for some other reason. You quickly changed into your clothes and stayed in the hallway where more light was coming in to review what you had learned. You discovered that you had learnt all the weapons that you had prioritized and that were in the armory, and that despite having numerous words floating around in your head randomly, you knew a good number of them. You hoped that would be enough.

When you noticed that there were just ten minutes left, you walked to the room to leave your things, people were already starting to get up and you went directly to the training room. Four had arrived earlier. Both of you were alone. Lucky you. You took a big breath of bravery and said, "Good morning" as you pulled your hair back in a high ponytail. He greets you with "Y/M". He appeared irate."You truly have no idea what's going to happen to you today, so I hope you're prepared," Four advised, as he greeted the next initiate to enter. You were taken aback by his attitude, which made you wonder what he was trying to warn you, but from what? Had Eric intervened? Your arrogance was going to cause them kick you out? It would be funny if you got kicked out something they're so well aware to be, however you had put yourself in opposition to a coach and a leader, thus it was inevitable that you would face consequences.

The morning began calmly. You all went to a modest training facility where you were divided up sets on the treadmills while others performed weightlifting exercises. Changing sets every fifteen minutes, increasing the pace each time while attempting to maintain it. Even though it was difficult for you, you knew that you couldn't let your guard down today, since you felt you had to make up for yesterday's incident and knew that there would be repercussions today. You also didn't want to attract unwanted attention once more.

Even though you could run on the treadmill, it was difficult for you to keep up, even though Four was being very generous in the beginning by alternating between low and high speeds to let you start to build resistance. But in the weight room, you were far worse; you could hardly lift some of the lightest weights, and you were aware that your arms would be completely devastated the next day. There were many who had it worse off, but it didn't work for you. You knew that everything would be examined, even if it was your second day, but you didn't want to push yourself to the point of exhaustion and then have a few days where you couldn't accomplish anything. You were taken aback by Milan's and especially Winter's power. Even though the Amity girl seemed like a damsel in distress since she was so shy and gentle, you could see she was unstoppable because she was able to tolerate far stronger handcuffs than many man in the room.

The only sounds were Four's voice and the machines; you had all been practicing for an hour, maybe two, when suddenly someone entered the room without muzzling the noise. "Four," yelled Eric. Four gave the command as he moved to the side to speak with Eric, "Continue with the routine as before and don't slow down." Even though they spoke softly, you couldn't help but notice Four's annoyance as he spoke and Eric's hatred as he responded. You knew you probably shouldn't be looking there, but you couldn't stop it as you raced. Eric, who exuded a sense of triumph and self-assurance, started to look at us before his eyes locked with yours. Four grumbled as he took a few steps back and attempted to breathe normally. You instinctively looked away, you knew your time had come. "Initiates finish this round and come with me" he ordered as he approached us taking the strings of the class.

It was a good thing there aren't many minutes left because the anticipation was making it difficult to focus. Your heart was about to come out of your chest and your hearing almost stopped because of the palpitations. Eric commanded, "Come on, follow me" as Four positioned himself in the back of the group keeping an eye on everyone. You sipped some water, patted the sweat off your forehead with a tiny towel, and then you followed the group. Everyone was talking among themselves, but you were too preoccupied to listen.

They moved silently out from the compound and toward the city streets while you followed them. Eric yelled, "Let's go, we have a little path," and they started to run. Even though it was your first time passing through the Dauntless district's streets, you were still too frightened to take in your surroundings. Nothing particularly attracted your eye.

It only took 15 minut run to arrive at a desert explation where a circuit had been made. You relocated to a circle, with Eric and Four in the middle. "Well, I suppose you all know about the big incident yesterday when a supposed Dauntless asked for school supplies forgetting that this isn't Erudite." Eric commanded, "Y/M to the middle, we'll see what you've learnt." Your whole body tensed, why did these things always have to happen to you? In an effort to project the confidence that everyone knew you lacked, you straightened up. You were now unable to fail. Eric started by asking you a series of straightforward questions, during which you were able to inquire about the weaponry present in the compound. Identifying parts, reasons for use and even selecting which option would be best for the supposed theoretical case that they were proposing. You surprised yourself at your retention capacity, you had always been a good student, it was not your vocation, that was clear if you hadn't stayed there but without a doubt you had learned some things in a few hours.

And although Four seemed to look at you surprised by that ability, Eric remained rigid but you couldn't tell a hint of irritation to each correct answer you gave. He wanted you to fail. Now you saw it clearly but you knew you couldn't afford it. You were afraid that if you said everything correctly they would accuse you of Erudite but if you failed to take your task seriously, you were going to lose anyway. Even so, when the far-fetched questions began, various concepts crossed your mind and your answers were no longer so clear. If you had been taught anything at home, it was not to ask, but to affirm. So you tried to answer as precisely as possible, sometimes trying to turn a question around by answering what you did know instead of what was asked, but Eric quickly corrected you and returned to the main topic of the question.

"It's not bad, know-it-all. It's clear that your book has helped you learn something, but let's see if it helps you in your staging" he challenged while throwing a weapon at you. You caught it on the fly and recognized it. It was commonly used with neurostim darts, which simulate the pain of a gunshot. "Come on, let's see if your book helps you out with this too" He said as he advanced through the group to the other side where some sort of circuit was, you followed him while you saw the faces of your companions. You didn't understand why he made them submit to watch this show, you felt bad for wasting their time like this. The angry face was noticeable in more than one. We all had a lot to learn and improve to get closer to the level of those born here and because of you they were wasting their time.

Even though the circuit was hidden, it was protected by some wood fences that blended in with the vegetation and trees. Inside, there were a number of passages that led to various zones and were separated by metal, both of which condensed the area. All roads lead to Rome or was it like a maze? You assumed that you would soon find out once inside. The circuit was wide but above all long, it surrounded the entire field in which you were so more than one thing awaited you.

"This is a circuit of weapons, it is intended for the final stages of your physical training but surely you will have no problem doing it since you know so much. It is simple, follow the path and you will find different objectives, some fixed others not so much. Don't let anything you find in there shoot you first. See you on the other side, smartass." Eric explained while you looked at the circuit concentrated. You sighed. You took a deep breath and got into the circuit in position to shoot. You didn't know you could wait in there. Fixed targets, others not, so they don't shoot me first? Who was going to shoot me first? A mannequin? Therefore, why using neurostim darts? What did they have prepared? Whatever it was, nothing good.

Your mind was racing as you made your way slowly through the grates, scanning through them for anything you may uncover. Anything might happen. Targets, animals, people. Eric called at you from outside, hurriedly, "We don't have all day" You went a little further and decided when you saw the first shadow on your right, you turned quickly and shot, a dummy. It was after shooting it that you saw that he had a target, and you had focused on the first place you saw, they had not warned you about that. "Good reflexes, but next time wait to hit the target" advised Four and you nodded your head thinking that they could have warned you before but at least you appeared to receive assistance.

You were still moving along, taking in your surroundings, when you noticed a slight movement of the rope. Unsure of where it was coming from, you turned around and tried to find it. You instinctively looked down, but you quickly realized that it might be up through the trees. In fact, there was a rope with numerous targets attached to it, all of which had marks for shooters to aim from, and they were all moving in a circle. You made two shots, one on target and the other rather close, and you continued to move to your left. More fixed targets; too simple. There was a problem. It couldn't be that simple.

Without knowing where you were firing or what you were going to find, you turned and fired out of instinct. As soon as he received the bullet, he shouted in agony. He had a gun, too, and you weren't shot from behind. You anticipated that would also be a rule. You hastily remarked, "Sorry, take the bullet out, it lessens the pain," and ducked behind a tree to hide your back. Other initiatives had been put into the circuit. You looked and saw how much bullets you had, for the supposed fixed targets and hopefully some more for some margin of error. You figured it would be better not to waste them. You took a deep breath. It was time to fight.

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You sat there in the locker room sitting across from Max, they looked over at you quiet as you spoke up "honestly Max what I keep in here is no one's business but my own and the fact that you already seen like what 2 pages? So respectfully stay the fuck out my locker and my business" you said pissed off looking over at Max. "Why don't you just tell me about your past? Was it that bad?" "If I wanted to share it Max I would!" you yelled at them as you grabbed your ring gear our your locker.

"Y/n" "No you know what Max since you want to know so bad I'll tell you; when I was younger…." you told them everything from your past especially the dark days, Max looked over at you silently wondering how you was still going. "Well now you know and can leave me alone about it which I suggest you should do" your voice cracked a little as you tossed your journal in your bag heading to the bathroom. You changed into your ring gear going back to the locker room grabbing your makeup supplies to touch up your look more.

On the way out of the locker room you grab your hairbrush walking to the arena bathroom to continue there. You walk in the bathroom to see your best friend Ella Envy, she looks over at you "sorry I didn't mean to scare you girl" you say shutting the door quietly setting your makeup supplies and brush next to hers. "What's wrong? I can feel something is wrong" she asked as your other best friend Kenzie Paige walked in. You looked at both of them mad "I'm pissed off" you admitted as Kenzie put her stuff next to Ella's things.

"Why, what's up?" Kenzie asked as she began to do her lip liner. You picked up your mascara as you began to spill everything that had happened earlier "After I arrived with Jackson I went to the women's locker room put my shit down and leave to go get something from Jackson my fucking journal that I keep private shit in was in Max's hand while they read it" "your journal that you keep as a diary?" "yes girl that one, they dragged my past out me too because if I didn't tell them they would keep bugging me nonstop"

"That is crossing a line" Kenzie said now pissed, her and Ella can be overprotective of you and when someone messes with you they are ready to take their anger out on anyone. Jackson is your guy best friend and if anyone found out how you felt about him besides Ella and Kenzie you would die. "Did Max read the pages about Jackson?" "Yes, and now I am scared and pissed because what if it gets out and he finds out and doesn't feel the same about me?" "We will deal with Max for you and maybe talk to Jackson."

"I don't know about that" "You never know if he could feel the same Y/n, that is the risk worth taking and plus who wouldn't date you? Anyone would be lucky to have you" "I say go for it" Ella says as you all finish your makeup. "Thank you guys, and for Jackson I'll think about it" you say as you pick up your hairbrush while Ella and Kenzie leave the bathroom with their things. While you brushed your hair you thought about what they had said about talking to Jackson, was it finally time to ask him out?

You finish with your hair so you gather all your things walking back to the locker room putting everything away, you tidied up you locker space then sat down after taking a break before you had to wrestle. "Y/n can I talk to you?" "I don't have anything to say to you Max" "It's about Jackson", when they said his name that caught your attention, you looked over at Max scoffing standing up to be face to face with them. "Look I don't need you to put shit in my head about Jackson because I'm pissed at you Max."

Max looked at you "I am not trying to get into your head Y/n I-" "Whatever Max" you say cutting them off. "I don't need to hear what you have to say, I have a match up next I want to keep my head clear for it" you said as you grab the jacket to your ring gear rushing out the door trying to put on your jacket before you get to the entrance curtain. You get your jacket on just before you get to the curtain while you clear your mind trying to forget about what Max did.

Yeah Max was your friend but they crossed a line,you had every right to be as pissed as you wanted towards them. You do your little exercises before your entrance music plays; you did a few stretches then breathed in and out doing deep breaths. Tonight you have to fight Danni Bee and who ever wins gets to fight Max for the World TV Champion; so this was a big deal to you. You did your pose at the top of the ramp then walking down to the ring serious and once again doing your pose inside the ring.

As Danni came down to the ring you stretched bouncing in place to get yourself ready, you put your mouth guard in your mouth while she enters the ring. With everything on your mind with Max and now worrying about Jackson; your mind was full again making it hard for you to focus. With your mind being full you lost the match, you held your hand to your head disappointed that you lost but more angry that you lost your focus. You rolled out the ring walking backstage to see Ella, Kenzie, and Jackson; your best friends and your crush.

Ella and Kenzie gave you a quick hug to let you know that it's going to be OK then left you alone with Jackson. He walked up to you hugging you as you told him "I could of done more, I could of done more" "You did the best you could" "No there was so much going on" "You want to talk?" "I thought someone was my friend betrayed my trust, they also went through personal things of mine" you sighed as he kissed your head. "I know things are rough right now but you will always have Kenzie, Ella, and me" he comforted you as he held you close.

[slashers-gf]

Surprise visit 18+ Part 2

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!reader

Warning: smut, name calling, making out, biting, fingering

Summery: After that night billy had not made fun of you or even look at you, and you wanted that attention back

When you woke up that morning you were alone. Billy was nowhere to be found. He took everything with him. It seemed like billy was never there, that it was a dream.

~Weeks later~

Y/n pov

I was hoping to see and feel his warmth next to me when I woke up, but all I felt was emptiness and cold that day . I tried not to thing about it. I got ready to go hang out with my friends. They wanted to go to the pool since it was summer and hot outside.

After getting ready I went down stairs to see my parents making breakfast. "Morning y/n, you gonna stay and eat your breakfast?" Mom asked while she was putting some toast on a plate. "Sorry mom cant they are already here for me" I say heading towards the door. "Ok be safe" she yelled as I walked out.

I see my friends car, I run up to it and hot inside. "I cant believe you guys want to go to the pool" I say to my friends while rolling my eyes. "Come on its summer and I heard that there is a really hot new life gaurd." She said smirking. "Is that the reasons you wanna go to the pool?" I say looking that them annoyed. "Yes but also because it's summer and you never want to go out, you just stay home locked up in your room" my other friend said. "Well yeah thats because its-" I was interrupted. "To late, no going back we are already here" she said getting out of the car.

I sigh knowing I can't leave. I get out to see there are lost of older ladies there's with there kids. "So where is the hot life guard you guys came here for" I say dramatically. "Its not his time yet don't worry he'll be here." They say while getting a spot to put all the stuff down.

I rolled my eyes as I sit on a chair. I was in shorts and a regular shirt, I had my swimming suit under. I see my friend starting to show off the suits and lay down on the chairs. "Its about time" they smirk. I look to see who they were talking about. Once I look in the direction I see billy. I'm not surprising to see billy working here, there are always girls around here.

Not gonna lie he looked so hot in those red shorts. I see him flirting with the mothers, I roll my eyes. "God he's so hot" when she said that I felt a little jealous. I sigh and try not to pay attention to him flirting with every girl he walks past by. "Y/n aren't you gonna take off your clothes" she said. "W-wait oh no im good like this" I say flustered. "If you say so" I glance at billy to be him flitting with Mrs wheeler.

At that moment I lost it. I wanted to make billy jealous. I start to take off my clothes to reveal my two piece suit. "I thought you said you didn't want to" my friend said. "I change my mind" I say. "Wow you look hot in that, whos attention you want hmm" my other friend asked while smirking. "Who said I want someons attention, i just wanted to wear it " I smirked. I can feel Billy's eyes on me, watching my every movement. Not only do I feel his eyes but others too.

I look at billy and gave a inner smile knowing that passes him off because other guys were looking at my whole body. "Im gonna go for a swim" I walk towards the pool. Once I got to the pool I got in the water. A boy came up to me and stated flirting. I didn't want to talk to him but when I saw billy's face filled with jealousy I stared flirting back to the boy.

I stared to touch him on his arms and chest. I could see billy death glaring at me but I ignored it and still flirted with the guy. "You so strong" I say while touching him even more. "Thanks, you look so hot in that". I fake laughed 'your so fucking annoying' I thought to myself. "Maybe later you could without it" I try to say in my sexiest voice. He grabbed my waits a pulled me close to him. When he did that I felt something poking my stomach. "Im gonma go to the restroom" I say trying to get out of his grip. "Come back when your done" he had a smirk. "Sure" I say start to get away. 'As if i would come back to that creep'. I made it to the woman locker room. Then I hear the door open and close. I didn't pay attention until I felt someone was behind me.

I turn around to see billy there looking down at me, he did not look happy. "What the fuck was that" he said starting to walk closer to me. "Its none of your business billy" I try to walk pass him and leave but the I felt him grab my arm and push me against the lockers.

"What the fuck-" I was cut off my billys kissing me. I tried to push him off but he was not even moving and he did was get more aggressive. He grabbed my hand and pinned the by my head. He started to kiss my neck. I moaned when he found a sensitive spot on my neck. "Your such a slut" he said. "What no I-" I moaned when he bit me. "You were out there with some other fucking guy" he said looking at me. "Your mine" he sounded serious. "No Im not " he did not like that. He started to kiss me again with more force the the first.

I started to kiss back. He let go of my hand, when he did I wrapped my arms around his neck. He moved his hand to my ass. "Fuck billy" I pulled his hair. He growled and picked me up. He started to kiss me again but it was different. He looked at me "do you want this".

"Yes billy I do" he smiled and kissed me. I felt his hand go to my back and he pulled on the string. I took off my top. He started kissing my boobs while massage my other. I moaned his name. After a while he did the same to the other one.

He started to nibble on my nipples. I arched my back "please stop teasing me". He smirked and moved his hand down and pulled the two strings to my bottoms. He took the off and he started to rub my clit. "Stop its to much" he did not care and went faster. I was a moaning mess. He then entered one finger into me. "Fuck you so tight" he started to pump in and out of me. He then added a second finger. "It hurts" he then started to rub my clit at the same time to help and it did. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain but mostly pleasure. "Im about to cum" when I said that he stopped. "Why did you stop" I say angry. "I'd rather have you around my cock instead of my fingers" he pulled them out.

"Just fuck me billy please" he smirked. "Don't worry I will" he then started to take off his red shorts. His cock was a lot bigger that I had expected. He saw my face and said "don't worry it'll fit" he then started to kiss me again. I moved my hand down and started to touch his cock. He groaned when I did that. I slowly started to move my hand up and down his shaft. "Yes just like that your doing so good" I got more wet when he said that.

He then pulled away from me. He turned me around so my back was facing him. He started kissing my back leaving marks. I could feel him tip against my slit. "Your so wet you little slut" before I could say something he pushed his cock into me. I screamed when he did that. He just started thrusting in and out of me. He didn't give me time to adjust to his size. "Fuck your so tight" I could feel my eyes start to water. "It hurts " he didn't say anything.

I then feel one of his hands start to circle my clit. With his other hand he turned my head towards him and he started kissing me. With him doing that the pain was less. I could still feel it but pleasure was taking over. I moaned in to the kiss. I felt him smirk "does it feel good" I nodded. He smacks my ass "use your words". "y-yes it does" I could barely say it. My stomach felt hot and weird. "Im c-" he pulled out and turned me around to face him. "I want to see your face when you cum" he then entered inside me again. I moaned at the feeling of him filling me up again. "Fuck billy" I moaned his name. "Say it again" he said while thrusting even harder. "Say my name" he looked serious. "Billy fuck " I moaned his name. When he heard me say his name he groaned. "Billy im going to cum " I said. "Fuck cum for me baby" that's all I need to hear. I came on his cock. He still thrusted trying to reach his high. I became sensitive at the feeling. "Im close " he said. His breathing was heavy. He pulled me close to him. I was kissing his neck leaving my marks on him. "Im cumming " his cum felt hot inside me.

We stayed like that for a while, trying to catch our breath. " your mine y/n" my heart was beating so fast. I blushed at that not knowing what to say. "Say your mine please" I nodded and smiled. "Im yours billy" he smiled and kisses me with so much passion. We got dressed, as I was putting on my swimming suit he throw me his jacket. "I dont want some pervert looking at whats mine" I laughed. As I was putting it on he came from behind and whispered into my ear "after my shift is over I wanna take you on a date tonight" I blushed. He saw me a kissed my cheek and left.

I walked out after getting over how red I was when he left. I swear everyone's eyes on me. Some were glaring of course it was the girls and some looked shocked that I was wearing billys jacket. But I didn't care about any of that cause all I can think about is the date I'm gonna have with him.

The end

[little-corritrice]

BSM Fred ~ Partner in Crime

{I hope this will make up for that awful chapter before}

Being sick was never fun, but taking care of a sick person wasn't either. Or more so of taking their job of being a prankster. Fortunately, George finally got sick, meaning Fred didn't have a partner in crime. Unfortunately, that meant I was Fred's go-to drag along for his pranks. I groaned as he barged in my room, shaking me violently. "y/n! Get up already! We're going to spend some siblings time today." He said, and I scoffed. "George is sick, isn't he?" I said, getting out of bed. "George is sick." He said, and I sighed. I went to the bathroom, throwing on some clothes and fixing my hair. As I walked out, Fred was waiting by the door, already explaining his pranks he's planned. "We are going to see George before anything." I said, going to the boy's dorm. They had their own dorm because everyone was too scared to room with them.

As we walked in, George was on the bed, snuggling into his covers. "You okay, Georgie?" I whispered, stroking his hair. "I'm fine." He mumbled, groaning as he moved an inch. I kissed his forehead, hissing at the hot touch. Mom always said the lips were the most sensitive to touch and therefore the best to check temperature. "Your burning up." I cried, going to the bathroom to get some medicine. There was a yell, and I went out to see George sitting up, while Fred was laughing. "Fred!" I yelled, pointing to the other side of the room. He only rolled his eyes, but did as told when I glared at him. I went over to George who was still sitting up. "Here. You have to take this every 4 hours." I said, and he nodded. "I'll come back in tonight, okay?" I said, and he nodded. I helped him lay down and gave his head a kiss before pulling Fred out of the room.

We walked down to the common room, seeing Seamus, Dean, Neville, and a few other students in here. "So, who's the first victim?" I asked and Fred started explaining the plan and all the people we were going to prank. "No teachers today?" I asked, and he laughed. "Those are for later tonight." He smirked and I groaned. He pulled me to the bathrooms where we set up a prank for a Ravenclaw boy. As we hid around the corner, we watched as the guy fell into the trap, and suddenly had bumps growing all over him. We smiled in victory, high-fiving each other. We ran out before we could get caught, and headed through the secret passages. It was a long walk, and we finally made it to the Hufflepuff common room where the next victim was on the couch. We kept pulling pranks all throughout the day, occasionally almost getting caught.

As we walked back into the dorm, I sighed out as we finally rested. "I'm so tired." I groaned, laying myself across the bed. Fred laughed, throwing his stuff on the desk. "We still have the teachers." He reminded me, making me groan. "I'm taking a shower. Don't sneak out on me." He glared, and I raised my hands. I went over to the bathroom, going in as he was also in there. He was barely taking off his shirt, but I didn't care. "Umm-...I'm changing?" He said, and I laughed. "You act like I care." I said, and grabbed the medicine again. He made a noise, pushing me out. I shook my head as I went to the bed where George was sleeping. I made sure to dim the lights as I shook him softly, trying not to worsen his headache. "Georgie, wake up." I called, and he whined out, mumbling something. "Georgie, come on." I whispered, and he opened his eyes.

I gave him a soft smile, moving his hair from his forehead. "Hey. You need to take some medicine." I said, and he whined. I helped him sit up, giving him the medicine along with some water. "Are you feeling any better?" I asked as I grabbed the cup, putting it on the bedside table. "A little. I got this really bad headache, and I'm sweating so much." He mumbled out, and I nodded. "You will be fine by morning." I said, laying him down. "Just get some rest." I whispered, holding his hand. "Can you stay in here tonight?" He asked, and I chuckled. "Sure, but Fred might want a cuddle buddy." I said, and he nodded. I kissed his forehead, already noticing a temperature difference. He gave me a lop-sided smile. I chuckled quietly, tucking him in. I stayed there for a little before his grip on my hand loosened. 

As I went to Fred's bed, I sighed softly. I relaxed into the bed, and slowly started becoming tired. I yawned out, shifting to get comfortable. Fred finally came out, seeing me in bed. He smiled softly, jumping in bed with me. He gave my forehead a soft kiss before he turned around, turning the light off. I scooted closer, hugging him from behind tightly. "Love you, Fred." I whispered. "I love you too, bug." He whispered back, calling me my nickname. "Thanks for always being my partner in crime when George is out." He said, turning in my arms. "You know I'd always be here for you." I said groggily. He chuckled, wrapping me in his arms tightly. "Yea, I know." He whispered before we went into a calm silence. His heartbeat was echoing in my ears, and with the content of it, I slowly fell asleep, smiling softly.

[timeoverload]

So far this week has been absolutely miserable and if I don't bitch about it I think I might have an episode. We are still short so many people and I'm going to be mostly by myself every morning until at least the 10th so I have a lot more responsibilities than I normally do and I'm not really equipped to deal with it right now. My immune system has taken a shit the past few months and I'm sick AGAIN. I think it's funny how I have 2 spleens and neither of them are doing a very good job. I've taken several covid tests but they have all been negative. I'm going to test again in the morning because someone I work with has it and I still feel really shitty and it feels like I have fluid in my lungs. I don't have a fever but my bones hurt and I keep getting hot flashes. I suppose the air quality isn't the best in the house so that doesn't really help. I really don't want covid again either because it's horrible and I don't want to let anyone down right now. I also need to get my steroid injection on Friday and I'm super stressed about being too sick to do it so I hope I start feeling better soon. I've been trying to take care of myself the best I can. I'm also really nervous about having a needle in my spine. I guess I've developed a phobia of medical procedures ever since I was in the hospital for sepsis almost 2 years ago and I've had to have a lot of painful tests done since then. I'm hoping I have a better experience this time even though it sounds like it's going to be uncomfortable. Today was such a mess and it felt like everything went wrong and so many things had to be redone because of stupid shit. I also fucked up when I tried to go in the operating room while they were setting up to grab some forceps out of the closet and my jacket touched the tip of the drape so I contaminated the whole table and the tech got mad at me and I don't blame her. Luckily there wasn't a patient in there yet so they had time to deal with it but I felt really bad about it. That's the first time I've ever done that so I'm embarrassed and I should have been more careful. I can be sort of a perfectionist and I really hate making mistakes so that threw off my whole day. Not long after that happened, I got yelled at by the evening lead because he was stressed out by everything going on. I really hate getting yelled at. I don't think he intended to direct his anger at me because he's generally a super nice guy but it felt that way. I didn't do anything to deserve that. I've known him a long time and I never had a problem with him but lately I've become more afraid of him and I feel like I'm walking on eggshells more. I think things are starting to get to him too and I'm afraid he's going to snap so I'm trying to help him as much as I can. I also feel guilty trying to leave when my shift is over now and it feels like everyone just expects me to stay as long as I physically can even though they are aware of the issues I'm having. I don't expect anyone to cater to me and I feel like I'm being annoying if I say anything about it but it would be nice to get a little empathy once in a while. I try not to talk about it unless someone mentions it. I'm also getting tired of people I don't even know asking me what's wrong with me. I stayed an hour late today and everyone was still grumpy when I left. It's really shitty when I have to do pans for 20 or 30+ cases a day by myself and then I'm expected to do more heavy lifting after that. I wish I could just worry about my own stuff and not try to do everything all the time because it's going to kill me. That's what I was trying to get away from when I switched to my current position. I don't mind helping out but sometimes I feel like I'm getting taken advantage of. I feel like I can't make anyone happy lately and I'm doing my best even though I can't meet my own needs. I'm so tired but I'm too stressed to sleep right now and I can't stop coughing. I hope my test is negative in the morning and that tomorrow is a better day. I can't wait to get out of this situation because it really sucks.

[mackenzielovee]

jealous - rafe cameron

a/n: hi! im kinda a mess right now and this story is a little all over the place so im sorry if you hate it lol but i really wanted to write something based on what i think Rafe would really be like as a bf so here it is! (not my pic)

Summary: Your boyfriend, Rafe Cameron, takes you to a party.

Warnings: swearing, drug use (cocaine), alcohol consumption, mentions of sex

Word Count: 2k

my writing

You can hear the music coming from the house before you see it. It's Friday night on Figure Eight, and you already know what that means. Accompanying your boyfriend to yet another party. You and Rafe have been together for almost a year, and some days, you really think you could rip his head off.

You hadn't even wanted to come tonight. When you voiced that to Rafe, however, he told you with a shrug of his shoulders that he'd just find someone else to dance with. Of course, it started a fight, and now, you're sitting in the back of Topper's Jeep beside Rafe, watching as he stares at his phone.

He isn't talking to you or looking at you, but apparently it's enough for him that he just knows exactly where you are and what you're doing. It's not enough for you, though. You reach over and grab his hand from his phone, looping yours through it. Rafe hesitates at first, wanting his hand back so he can continue what he had been doing. When he sees your expression, his eyes soften just a bit and he relaxes into his seat and your touch.

Topper parks the car and tells all of you to hop out, which you do with the help of Rafe. You appreciate that he doesn't let go of your hand, even though you know it's only because you all are approaching the party and he wants every single person to know that you are with him.

Rafe leans over and kisses your temple quickly, then brings his lips down to your ear.

"Stay close, yeah?" he whispers, his hand gripping yours even tighter.

You know the drill by now. Of course you're going to stay close, because Rafe never lets you get more than five feet away from him at these things. You envy the way Topper treats Sarah sometimes, even though you really think Topper's a tool and would never date him.

Once you all enter the house, Rafe moves his hand from yours to around your waist, leading you through the party and glaring at any guy that even looks over at you. You all make your way into the living room area and find seats on the couch, Rafe immediately pulling you down dangerously close to him.

"Yo, who got this shit?" Rafe points to the cocaine on the table in front of him, the rolled up dollar bill tempting him.

"Bought it from Barry this morning, bro," Kelce speaks up, grinning. Kelce is always trying to please Rafe.

"Always reading my mind, brother," Rafe smirks, and leads forward to take a line without hesitation.

When he comes back up from his line, he grins and daps up Kelce, telling him it's good shit. Then, without you even moving, he leans over and kisses you roughly. His tongue enters your mouth quickly, which you accept and grab onto his neck. He moans into your mouth and then pulls away, immediately going back to the coke.

You sigh and sit back, pulling your phone out. You know Rafe will be high as a kite when you two leave tonight, which only makes you hopeful that he won't turn into an absolute asshole once that stuff kicks in.

He turns back to you with a devious smirk on his face, and before you can even ask what he's doing, he's collecting a line up on your thigh.

"I don't want that shit on me, Rafe," you grumble, but you know better than to move. He might just kill you if you spilled that shit all over the couch and the floor.

"Relax, baby," he tells you, not looking up at you. He's too focused on perfecting his line.

His friends all watch as he snorts a line up your thigh, all of them silently wishing they could do the same. You try not to roll your eyes at him and end up catching the eye of some guy standing in the corner of the room. He's watching you both, curious why you're hanging out with a guy like that. You just shrug and roll your eyes only halfway, telling the guy you're over it.

You're not sure why you do it, you suppose it's the concerned look in his eye as he watches. Nobody ever looks at you like that anymore.

When Rafe glances back up to you and sees you looking at another guy, he instinctively wraps his arm around your waist.

"I don't like the way he's looking at you," Rafe tells you, "Come sit in my lap."

His voice is raspy and his jaw is clenched as he pulls you into his lap, kissing on your cheeks and your neck as he stares at the guy. After only a minute or so, the guy is intimidated enough that he ends up walking out of the living room completely.

"Did you know him?" Rafe asks you, his eyes trailing the boy out of the room.

"No, baby," you sigh.

He catches the frustration in your voice and looks up into your eyes, reaching up and tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. This is the Rafe you love; the intimate, soft one. The one who isn't afraid to show you how he loves you.

"Are you having fun, princess?" he questions, his voice softer than it had been before.

You're not, but you know Rafe is enjoying himself and wants to stay and hang out. So, you take a deep breath and nod your head, giving him a convincing smile. Rafe smiles back and strokes his fingers against your cheek, then brings his hand down to your neck to pull you closer to him. He uses his nose to move your hair away from your ear so he can talk into it.

"I can't wait to get inside of you later, sweetheart," he whispers, feeling you instantly start to squirm against his lap.

His dirty talk always gets to you. The way his voice gets all raspy and needy just does things to your body that no other guy ever could.

"Is that right?" you tease him, bringing your lips dangerously close to him.

"Mhm," he hums against your lips, then closes the gap between the two of you.

He loves when you play with his hair, so you do. You can feel him getting excited underneath you, so you continue. One of his hands wraps around your throat and the other goes down to your ass, making you moan.

"Yo, Rafe, get a fucking room, man," Topper groans.

Rafe smirks against your lips and pulls away, gently setting you down beside him again. You try not to be mad that Topper interrupted the first ounce of attention your boyfriend has shown you tonight. Rafe leans forward to cut another line, so you stand and look around for a bathroom. When he doesn't notice you get up, you decide to just run really quick to one and then come back.

You walk from the living room into a kitchen, then see a little hallway that looks like it probably contains a bathroom. Once you get down the dimly lit hallway, you feel a hand on your arm, roughly yanking you around.

"What the fuck are you doing going off on your own?" Rafe snaps at you, his grip on your arm tightening. You can feel his nails digging into your flesh, making you wince.

"Rafe, you're hurting me," you tell him softly, gently trying to move your arm out of his grasp.

"You need to tell me when you have to go to the bathroom," he says harshly, then releases our arm.

"I'm sorry," you mumble, looking down at the floor. He brings his hand up and grabs your cheek, pulling your head up to look at him.

"C'mon," he tells you, "I'll take you."

He reaches down and takes your hand, leading you down the hallway and stopping at a random door. There's one guy waiting outside of it, who Rafe pats on the back once the two of you approach.

"Find another one," Rafe tells him.

The guy turns around and looks at Rafe like he's crazy, his eyes glancing over to you for a second. Protectively, Rafe's grip tightens around your hand.

"Dude, I've been waiting for a while. The line was long when I got here," the guy tells him, watching Rafe sarcastically smile.

"Interesting story, bro. Move along. Now," Rafe's voice is harsh.

The guy rolls his eyes and pushes past the two of you, deciding he doesn't have to go bad enough to put up with Rafe being an asshole. Rafe moves in front of the door, pulling you with him, and bangs on the door.

"Time's up," he yells, continuing to pound on the door.

The door opens up a second later, the guy Rafe had removed from the living room with his eyes earlier stepping out. Of course, you think.

"Ah, if it isn't the guy who likes to stare at my girl," Rafe grins devilishly.

"Rafe-" you start, wanting to tell him to let it go.

"Go inside, baby. I'll be right here when you're done."

He drags his hand toward the door, which in turn drags you toward the door. He lets go as soon as you're in the bathroom, then leans in and shuts the door for you. You can hear Rafe sizing up that poor guy outside, but you choose not to listen. You use the bathroom and then wash your hands quickly, trying your best to hurry so you can save that guy.

When you pull the door open again, Rafe is leaning against the doorframe with his phone in his hand. He looks up at you when you come out and doesn't speak, he just wraps his arm around your waist and leads you away, still looking at his phone.

When you get into the kitchen, Rafe suddenly pushes you up against the wall with no warning. He leans forward and grabs onto your cheeks, bringing his mouth up to yours roughly and kissing you. He quickly picks you up and wraps your legs around his waist, keeping you pinned up against the wall. You kiss him back, loving the way his hands feel all over your body. If you're honest, you're growing impatient for the night to end. You really just want Rafe to take you home and fuck you.

Rafe pulls away after a few minutes, gently setting you back down on the floor and taking his hand in yours again.

"You're mine, don't you forget it," he tells you, his voice demanding. You nod and reach up to wipe your lip, which seems to be covered in Rafe's saliva.

You watch Rafe's gaze as it lingers around the guy from the bathroom, who had just seen Rafe's explosive display of affection. You sigh, knowing that entire thing was just a way of Rafe to mark his territory.

"We're gonna go get Topper's keys," Rafe tells you, "I can't wait any longer. I need you, right now."

You give Rafe a real smile this time and nod your head, following him as he leads you through the crowd. After promising Topper you two wouldn't fuck in his Jeep, he hands Rafe his keys so you two can leave. Rafe tightens his grip around your hand as he pulls you back to the kitchen. He purposely walks past that guy again, muttering something in his ear as you two pass that you can't hear. When you look back, the guy looks disgusted.

When you two get back to Topper's Jeep, you're surprised when Rafe opens up the back door for you to get in.

"Why am I getting in the back?" you ask him.

He smirks, "We're getting in the back."

You look at the devious look on his face and figure out what he's up to, so you raise your eyebrow at him.

"You promised Topper we wouldn't fuck in his Jeep," you remind him.

Rafe rolls his eyes, "Yeah, and last month Topper promised me he wouldn't bend my nine iron when he beat up that Pogue on the golf course with my club. Trust me, baby. He owes me."

You sigh but do as you're told, watching Rafe's smirk only grow when you climb inside. No matter what that boy puts you through at these parties, the sex always makes up for it.

[seokmattchuus]

Wei as long-distance idol boyfriends

A/n: I remember I did one for Ateez way back when and I thought I'd do it for other groups, too. This is also my trial run to see if y'all would be okay with Wei content. I know there's Yohan content on my blog but like, Wei as a whole. Anyways, yeah. Enjoy if you want? P.s. I don't know if I proof read, my bad.

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Daehyeon: Likes to have over-the-camera dates when it's late at night and he's in the studio because it's afternoon for you and he knows he won't be disrupting anything. Asks for your opinion on whatever he's working on and really considers any feedback you provide.

"Babe, stop stressing and go to sleep." You said softly as you watched him pout. "Or at least let's plan out what to do when you come over?"

"Don't even worry about that." He smiled. "I already have some stuff planned." He paused as he realized he said too much. "Pretend you didn't hear that."

Donghan: Clears most of his schedule when you visit so he can take you out with him when he's supposed to be shooting vlogs because he can use it as an excuse for dates. Tries not to get distracted but can't help but look at you every now and then since he hasn't seen you in so long.

"This strawberry lemonade is the best thing I've ever had." You said out loud before putting a hand over your mouth, Donghan looking at you with wide eyes.

*A few moments later.*

"Okay, but this new cake they have is incredible, isn't it?" He smiled as he turned to you, a choke following when he realized he had to refilm that. "Whoever's editing this, I'm sorry."

"Should we just start over at a different café?"

Yongha: Always tells you when he's planning on doing a vlive so you can get a heads up on being able to send in requests. Treats these the way he treats any other over-the-camera date and replies mostly to you. He knows he's being obvious by giving you extra attention, but he really doesn't care. (little lovesick puppy god I love him)

"Can you do the ottoke song?" He laughed as he read the comment aloud, his face reddening as he started the song. "Maybe I should do more songs. Any other recommendations?"

Yohan: Always the first person you see outside the airport since he's adamant on picking you up. Doesn't let you touch your bags. Or the door handle. Has your favorite food ready at the dorm along with a bunch of new movies and a full schedule for your stay.

"I also got us tickets to a standup show tomorrow night," He smiled excitedly. "So, we can watch all of these and sleep in tomorrow."

Seokhwa: Refuses to do any skin-ship in front of the guys because he's still shy about it. So when the guys are around, he just sits and watches as you guys talk. He'll get jealous when they get a bit too playful and he'll make little remarks, especially when you get playful back.

"At least threaten me with a better member." He cleared his throat as he watched you and Yongha laugh over the show you were watching. "He's pretty boring, y'know."

"At least he spends time with me." You huffed. "Unless you wanna join?"

"Coming."

Junseo: Tries his hardest to plan any phone dates because he swears the boys are trying to steal whatever time he manages to get from you, even going as far as locking the door to his room. It never lasts because someone always has to interrupt.

"I can't wait to see yo-"

"Is that y/n?!" Donghan cut you off with a yell as he overheard the conversation, taking it as a 'yes' when he didn't get an answer. "Hi y/n!!"

"Will I ever get you to myself?" Junseo laughed as he shook his head.

[soyouthinkucanwrite]

The money thing (part 1/2) - Daniel Ricciardo

It's always the little things, isn't it? The smallest stupidest things make almost no difference and then make all the difference in the world. They make everything special, but they also have the power to tear everything appart.

You and Daniel fight about money for the thousand time and he's had enough of it.

Warnings: super angst, but with a happy ending :)

Guys, this turned out WAY BIGGER than I expected, so I'm just gonna do a part 2, okay? Okay, thanks for understanding!

Song that inspired me: A list by HVOB

You and Daniel had been dating for a couple months now, having met through a common friend and hitting off almost instantly. You lived in Amsterdam and he, well he lived all over the world really, but his "time off" (meaning not racing) was spent between Monaco and London (for work), and Amsterdam now too, of course.

The changes were small and subtle at the beginning, like your weekends being spent traveling to meet him wherever in the world he was and consequently spending almost all your savings on plane tickets. You never complained to him (you planned on spending the money traveling anyway, so you didn't see the point), but didn't accept when he offered to buy your tickets, either. There's been some awkwardness around the subject but it usually died on its own.

*beginning of flashback*

"You’d have gotten here in time if you'd gotten the early flight like I told you" you remembered him saying that time you got in the paddock after the qualifying session had begun and couldn’t kiss him good luck.

"Baby, I told you. It was crazy expensive! Absurd even!"

"(y/n) for god's sake! What are we saving money for? I told you, you have my credit card number, I've offered to get you one, this is ridiculous, I can't believe I literally earn millions and my girlfriend wasn't there with me because the ticket was too expensive! I'll fucking fly you private if I have to!" he was almost yelling in his driver's room. You could only stare from the corner.

He took a deep breath running his hands through his hair. "Sorry. It's just... it was crap out there. I needed you" you grimaced at his words.

"Sorry. I really am..." you tried to approach him. "I'm here now?" you touched his arm. "It can't have been that bad, you're still on the top 10 and we both know what you can do from the 8th car..." you smiled at him.

*end of flashback*

He started to spend much more of his time off with you at your place, so you decided to get a place by yourself (having a roommate was great for company and splitting the rent, but having a roommate there while you guys just wanted some much-needed privacy was not working). Then there were more traveling to meet him, furniture for the new place, clothing for all the events (GPs or not), uber rides here and there... all of that without mentioning that you weren't being able to get the freelance jobs you used to get to make some extra money, so yeah, to say things were tight was an understatement. You tried to do all your shopping alone, so he wouldn't offer and you wouldn't refuse or be awkward about it, but Daniel seem to be glued to you whenever you were in the same city (not that you’re complaining).

He started to spend much more of his time off with you at your place, so you decided to get a place by yourself (having a roommate was great for company and splitting the rent, but having a roommate there while you guys just wanted some much-needed privacy was not working). Then there were more traveling to meet him, furniture for the new place, clothing for all the events (GPs or not), uber rides here and there... all of that without mentioning that you weren't being able to get the freelance jobs you used to get to make some extra money, so yeah, to say things were tight was an understatement. You tried to do all your shopping alone, so he wouldn't offer and you wouldn't refuse or be awkward about it, but Daniel seem to be glued to you whenever you were in the same city (not that you’re complaining).

The thing is, you always had trouble dealing with money. Sure, you liked to pay for your own stuff so as to not owe anything to anyone (especially boys), but it was so much deeper than that. Ever since a kid, you hated asking for money from your parents, and sometimes even the thought of buying stuff that was a bit more expensive made you sick. You couldn't explain why, you just felt guilty having so much and knowing that most people have never even seen that amount. It's not that you didn't want to spend it and save for the sake of it, you just didn't handle the idea of money very well. Needless to say, dating a millionnaire was bound to cause trouble in the relationship for you.

You were currently at his place in Monaco. It was the summer break and you had decided to spend some days just chilling at home, just the two of you - which you were glad since going out means hair, makeup, clothes, accessories, shoes... and, let's be honest, the kind of places he usually took you is not the kind of places you just throw something together last minute (the Instagram models and other driver's girlfriends looking you up and down were enough to make you think about spending money you did not have to hire a stylist or something like that). The whole situation was really stressing you out and you knew you would have to be honest with him eventually, instead of only dodging the subject and refusing most of his offers to pay. You tried to. You kind of tried. You suggested staying at home, in bed, most of the time, and he gladly agreed, but that strategy wasn't gonna work forever. You had to be honest with him. But at the same time, you knew what he was going to say and do, and the thought of him spending money on you, even if just by handling the restaurant bill, wasn't something you were much more comfortable with. Besides, it was only a matter of time before the "gold-digger" term starts to fly around in the small world that was the F1's.

You were laying on his couch, the Olympics playing on the TV but you were too busy overthinking the money thing to pay attention. Daniel was laying with his head on your lap, absently caressing your thigh and watching the TV. His phone went off and he moved to pick it up.

"Hello?" you watched as he answered the phone. "Hey mate, how's it going? Uh nothing, we're just chilling at home. Getting some rest... Yeah, I'm getting rested, you dirty-minded son of a bitch" you rolled your eyes while he laughed out loud on the line with someone. "Yeah, I know... the 19th is it? No, it's fine. Yeah, yeah. I'll be there. Alright, mate. Thanks for calling. Have a good one! Bye!" he hanged up and leaned in to peck you on the lips.

"Good news?" you asked him.

"Not really. Just wanted to kiss you" he shrugged, smiling. You smiled back and hugged him, pulling him in for another kiss. He was always so caring with you, always finding an excuse to kiss or touch you. You knew some people didn't like it, but you loved it. Physical touch was definitely one of your love languages.

"What's happening on the 19th then?" you asked him once you guys set apart from the kiss.

"Gotta be in London. Gonna run some testings and other boring race stuff..."

"Hum..." you hummed in understanding.

"You know what would make it less boring though?" he asked and you just looked at him, you already knew what he was going to ask you and it wasn't that you didn't want to spend every minute of the day with him, but you simply couldn't afford any more traveling, especially not in such short notice. "If you came with me. Huh? What do you say? A week in the Queen's land? Then we can fly together to Spa and after the race, I can go with you to Amsterdam. The next one it's the Dutch GP anyway, I'll just get there sooner" he laughed. It was crushing you, the man of your dreams was literally beaming at making plans with you, talking about spending the next few weeks glued together and you couldn't say yes.

"Dan, I have to work" you smiled sadly.

"Can't you work from distance? Or, I don't know, I mean... I know it's tiring, but you could come to London and fly home a bit early, then just meet me in Belgium?" great, his solution includes even more flying. And the thing is, you really didn't mind the flying. You always slept during the whole thing anyway, so you never got tired and the jetlag was minimal. You could work from distance, sure. Your boss wouldn't mind, as long as you got there eventually to check in on everything. But the whole logistics were just too expensive. There was no way you could afford it.

"I... sorry, I don't think I can" you said sadly and watched as his face dropped.

"That's fine, baby. I get it. I'm asking too much, all this traveling... don't worry about it" he tried to mask his emotions but you knew better. He knew you could in fact work from distance, so he was probably thinking the reason you couldn't do it was because you didn't want to.

He got up from the couch and walked into the kitchen. Meanwhile, you couldn't help but bury your face in your palms. This was so frustrating!

"You wanna go for a run or something? Maybe get something to eat?" he called from the kitchen, already moving on from the subject. You knew this whole thing was only gonna keep build up till he got tired of your excuses or you blowing up, probably the former, but you just keep going.

"Yeah, sure" you answered, getting up from the couch.

You and Daniel were both very active so going for a run, hiking, riding bikes, or whatever in the middle of the day was really routine for you. The Monaco summer weather was as beautiful as always and the sun was shining bright. You enjoyed the rest of your afternoon racing each other, kissing in the harbor, and just taking in the views, spending quality time together. Money wasn't even a thing in your bubble for a while.

"I'm getting hungry" he said on the way back home.

"Me too, and I'm super hot. I could go for a juice or something right now" you were all sweaty from the running, but you didn't care, he was too.

"You're always hot baby, I don't think juice gonna help with that" he grinned at you and you just rolled your eyes at him.

You passed by one of his favorite spots for food, nearby his place and he suggested getting some take-out, to which you agreed.

"Green juice, and a chicken wrap?" you tried to decide while the both of you waited in line.

"I'll never understand how you drink that"

"I've seen you drink that too, it's actually very refreshing"

"Because I'm forced to, I'm a high-performance athlete baby. But I'm on a break, so I'll have a coke, thank you very much" you laughed at him. He was holding your hand and tried to kiss you, wrapping his arm around you, you didn't dodge his kiss, you would never, but still laughed at the fact he wanted to kiss the sweaty mess you were right now.

"I'm gross, only you" you laughed.

"That's my baby, with no makeup she a ten" he rapped shrugging and grinning.

"Alright Lil Wayne, I know that one, don't even finish the verse" you laughed at him, making him laugh out loud, getting everyone's in the restaurant's attention.

"It's true, though"

"Sure..." You just shook your head smiling. Then you heard someone call his name.

"Hey! Daniel!" you both turned around to see Charles and Charlotte sitting in a corner, him waving at you two. You had met Charles a couple of times before but never spoke too much to him. They seemed to be leaving anyway, so they walked towards you guys, instead of towards the door.

"Hey mate, how's it going?" Daniel greeted him with a handshake. "Hey, Charlotte! You know (y/n) yet?"

"Hi! I don't think so, hi! How are you?" she greeted you smiling.

"Hi! Nice to meet you. Hi, Charles!" you said.

"Hey, (y/n). You're keeping him in line during the break? Char won't let me cheat my diet either" he laughed.

"Oh, that ship has sailed long ago! Daniel will just roll into the paddock if it's up to him" you laughed back.

"Hey! I think I've earned the right to some extra calories, we've been working out extra hard lately" Daniel said waving his eyebrows suggestively, making Charlotte giggle, Charles rolls his eyes and you go even redder than you were from the actual workout, while he just laughed out loud.

"I don't even want to know" Charles said. "Always great running into you mate" he was getting ready to say goodbye.

"Are we seeing you guys tomorrow?" Charlotte asked you.

"Tomorrow?" you asked her.

"Stefano's birthday" she said like it was obvious. Stefano Domenicali was the President and CEO of Formula 1, but you didn't know that yet - still, her tone made it seems like it was someone Daniel knew, so you just looked at him. He just rubbed his neck, looking a little embarrassed. "Oh, wait. Please tell me I didn't just said something I shouldn't" she looked at Charles.

"No, no. He invited me. Us, actually" Daniel reassured her. "I don't think we're going though, forgot to mention to you" he said looking at you.

"Uh mate, I wouldn't skip that if I were you. He didn't even invite all the drivers I heard" Charles said. "Maybe just stop by to say hello?"

"Stop by... a yacht... at the sea?" Charlotte said grinning at him. Daniel looked at you.

"You feel like going? It should be fun" he asked you.

"Sounds fancy... I mean, I don't mind if you go" you said.

"Common... I’m not going alone" he nudged you.

"I don't even have anything to wear, Dan" you told him.

"Oh! We can go shopping together!" Charlotte said and you had almost forgotten they were still there.

"Perfect!" Daniel answered for you. You could only imagine the types of stores she shopped.

"Tomorrow morning, then? Daniel can text your address to Charles for me? I'll pick you up!" she was being really nice about it.

"I thought you wanted to go today?" Charles said.

"That's when I thought I would have to go shopping with you, so I could use the extra time since you're the worst shopping partner ever!" she laughed at him.

"Burn!" Daniel laughed.

"His fashion taste is not the most reliable, let's face it" she laughed and kissed his cheek. "It's a date then (y/n)?" she looked expectantly at you. You didn't want to let her down, it was so hard to make friends with the girlfriends of other drivers, they were usually so... not nice. You could always just help her and find something to wear in your own stuff later.

"Yeah, sure! See you tomorrow, at 10?" you said simply.

"Perfect!" she beamed.

>>> end of part 1 <<<

[tinysushimark]

Pick my calls up (Mk, 1.2k Words)

fluff 💖

*Calling Mark*

You were scared that something which you'd never know about must've happened. He was the kind to pick calls up in an instant. You had called him more than twice, but he still didn't pick up, making you even more anxious.

*Calling Haechan.*

"HELLOOOO!" Haechan yelled through the phone.

"Where is Mark?"

"Not with me."

"Can you look for him?"

"Y/n, did you call me to ask about him?"

"Yes, he isn't picking calls up."

"How many times did you call him?"

"Thrice."

"Omg, little y/nie is scared coz her boyfriend didn't pick her calls up and she called more than twice."

"You're an asshole."

"He's probably sleeping in his studio."

You cut the call when you heard Haechan say that. He probably fell asleep while working, yes. Of all the days, today was your day off so you couldn't even call anyone to pick you up and go to the company. You could always drive yourself, but you didn't want to. Its not like you had a choice, what if something had really happened.

When you reached the building, you saw your manager walk out from her cabin.

"Unnie!" You shouted to grab her attention.

She walked towards you with a smile on her face and grabbed your arm.

"Did someone call you here? You should've called me."

"Where is Mark?"

"How would i know that? How did you get here?"

"Drove myself."

Your manager didn't know where Mark was, no point talking to her anymore. You swiftly removed your arm from her grip and ran towards his studio.

The door was locked, so you knocked on it and waited. There was no response, so you knocked again. Then you noticed that the main switch from outside was switched off.

"Did he have recording today?" You thought to yourself.

You ran towards the recording studio which was just a few turns away from his studio.

You flung the door open and saw your producer.  You greeted him and he gave you a warm smile.

"Was Mark here today?" You asked him in a rush.

"No." He said, looking confused.

"Are you looking for him?"

"Yes. He hasn't been picking calls up."

"He's probably in the other recording studio, with the other producer."

"Got it, thank you."

The other recording studio was on another floor and on the complete opposite side of this one. Weighing your options, you swifted through the flight of stairs and walked as fast as you could. When you reached the recording studio and flung the door open, you saw him.

He was bitting his nails, hair a mess, mask down to his chin.

"Ahhh." He groaned.

"Pd-nim let's do this one again, it sounds so off key."

"Mark, come back tomorrow ok?"

"No, i wanna get this over with today."

"Listen to him." You said, all eyes turning to you.

You bowed to everyone in the room and took a seat next to him.

"We'll take 10." The producer said, making everyone walk out of the studio except for you and him.

"What's wrong?"

"I keep getting stuck at this one part." He said looking down at his lyric sheet.

"Its not the end of the world, you can record it tomorrow." You said grabbing his hands to make him stop fidgeting.

"I want to get it over with."

"Getting it over with, isn't gonna be your best shot. If you do it tomorrow maybe you'll do better than today." You tried to make eye contact.

"I'll make you the honey tea i drink before recording, tonight."

"Ok fine." He mumbled playing with your hands. "But u have to help me, with this part, i am just-" He looked up eyes almost on the verge of tears, he snuggled into your arm and let his tears slip. You patted his head from your other hand, resting your hand on his hair.

"Its ok baby." You said trying to silence him.

"I dont know how to make it not boring, why do the give me such boring parts. I always improvise and do my best, do u think I've lost my touch?"

"No, Mark. What the hell are you talking about babe, you're the best rapper I've ever met. You always put in so much hardwork and you always hide intricate details when you're recording your parts."

"You're saying that because you love me."

"No, I'm saying that because its the truth." You said hand resting on his cheek.

He stayed in your arms a little longer, burrying his face in your chest.

"Where is your phone?"

"Hm?" He looked up at you and then his eyes went wide, realisation hitting him.

"I dont have it."

"Yeah, but where is it?"

"I dont know."

Johnny opened the door and saw you two sitting close together and walked right back out.

"You're not interrupting anything, come in." You said loudly for him to hear.

"Thanks man." Johnny said, handing Mark's phone to him.

"You had his phone?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Coz he gave it to me before recording, and i asked for it coz i wanted to click pictures."

"Couldn't you pick my call up and say that he was recording?"

"You called?"

"Johnny hyung what the fuck?" Mark said, "Did you come here coz i didn't pick your calls up?"

"Of course, i got concerned."

"Ah hyung, what the fuck man?" Mark said again.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you called, i dont know how to use androids in my defense."

After Johnny left, Mark snuggled up to you again.

"Thank god he didn't pick up." Mark said.

"Why?"

"You wouldn't have come over then." He smiled at you leaving a small kiss on your hand, which was on his cheek and then snuggling again. You giggled watching him behave this way. Who'd say that he was the same guy from when he performs. You poked his mole, making him look up.

"Let's go get dinner?"

"Yes, but can we eat something recording friendly?"

"Soup from your favourite restaurant."

"Ok."

He said getting up and putting his lyric sheets in his bag. He started to wrap stuff up when his producer walked in. Mark informed them that he'd record tomorrow evening and the producer smiled at you, knowing how you always convinced him that he could do better tomorrow.

You slowly walked out of the studio, holding hands when he asked you the question, you had hoped he wouldn't ask.

"How did you get here?"

"Drove myself." You said taking the keys out from your pocket.

"No you didn't."

"Yes I did."

"Omg, is my car fine?"

"You mean, our?"

"Y/n if there's a scratch, I'm not forgiving you."

"Who are you to forgive me? You don't remember when you straight up drove into a telephone pole?"

"Dont make me shout."

You spent the night trying to help him with his lyrics, the fact that you were a vocalist wasn't helping because he'd just end up laughing.

"I'm trying." You said and gave him puppy eyes.

"You made me take note of some changes which i should be making. So you did well."

He smiled at you, "You rap well."

"Don't make fun of me, Mark Lee." You said climbing in his lap.

"You did well tho." He said pinching your cheeks.

"Ooh, the tea! I'll make it and then we'll go to sleep, your throat needs rest." You said walking urgently to the kitchen.

The next evening you were anxious, hoping Mark was doing well during his recording.

*Message from Mark💖*

"Recording went well, see you at home."

You sighed in relief.

You knew he was getting you a present tonight.