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Brave Girl

Kevin Khatchadourian x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1596 words

Warnings:

Summary: Reader goes to confront Kevin after he’s arrested...she needs answers about the whole thing. 

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You could have never predicted that you would turn on your television and see Kevin splattered everywhere you turned. It didn't make any sense...at first.

It had been months since your initial meetup with Kevin Khatchadourian and other than that, you had only been texting in that time. You didn't know what he was thinking or what had happened, so you were terrified.

It seemed like everything was moving in slow motion as the reporter gave an on seen replay of what had happened the night before. As best you could tell, Kevin had went into his school building and used that same bow and arrow he'd used to impress you to kill and injure several of his classmates.

You thought you were going to be sick.

As soon as the words left the woman's lips, your heart sank. It was always gut wrenching to think about something so terrible happening when its at the hands of someone you don't know, but it was different when you care about the person.

You were Kevin's confidant and the person who knew the most about him and for whatever reason, you were conflicted about the news you were receiving.

He couldn’t have done something so terrible could he? What reason would he have for doing something like that to them? To hurt, and even kill some of them?

You just didn’t understand.

Kevin wasn’t the kind of person to commit such a terrible act, you were sure of that. There had to be some kind of mix up, something had to have went wrong.

The longer the reporter spoke on the topic, the more confused and mixed up you got.

All the witnesses and bystanders were talking about Kevin as if he was some sort of monster. Nobody that actually knew or cared about him was there to actually give his side of the story, though you wouldn’t know where to start.

He had done it, and that was all you knew right now.

Somehow thought, even through all of this...all you could think about was how Kevin was feeling, and if he was alright.

It was wrong, you knew it but you couldn't help it.

You saw something in him that was different than what was being portrayed and never once did it occur to you that you were being just as easily fooled by Kevin as the rest of the world had been.

He was real with you and cared about you, you knew that. You didn’t know very much right now but that was something you were sure of. Kevin loved you, because he’d told you a million times before.

That being said though, you knew what you had to do.

People were going to ask you questions, they were going to want to know what you knew about it as his girlfriend and as of right now, you had nothing to tell them.

You had no inkling that Kevin was capable or planning something like this and it broke your heart. Maybe if you’d have known, he wouldn’t have done it.

None of that mattered now though, you knew what you had to do. 

...You had to go see Kevin in prison.

~ 

You didn't want to, you really didn't want to but this wasn't about what you wanted anymore. You needed to know why he'd done what he did, you needed to hear him say it, or else you wouldn't be able to sleep. 

The look on his face, as he talked to that reporter, it was enough to sour your stomach. 

Something had happened, but you couldn't be sure what until you stepped foot into the room. 

It was nothing more than cold concrete and old paint, but something about the meeting room seemed eerie as you entered. There was no noise in the whole place, except for your nervous breathe and in the center of the room, was Kevin. 

He was wearing a navy jumpsuit, with his hair slicked back. 

He looked just like he had the last time you saw him, except for the fact that there was no smile on your face as you approached him. Your face stayed stoic and straight as you pulled out the metal chair, letting it scrape on the floor. 

You sat without making eye contact with him, not sure if you were willing to stare into his face. 

Over the television, you'd seen a monster but seeing it in person would be too much for you. That would make it real, and would hurt far too much for you. 

The two of you had gotten very close and you cared about him, so to know that was all a lie, would be hard. 

"How long? How long were you planning it before you killed them?" you asked, desperate to know. If it had been going on since you two had met, you weren't going to continue this conversation. 

You trusted Kevin and to know that was all a lie, was enough to make you see red. How could he be so deceitful?

After everything the two of you had been through together. 

He shrugged at first, reaching up with both hands to run his fingers through his hair. He looked to be fixing any imperfections, but more than anything, he was showing off his handcuffs. 

He wanted you to see what he'd become. 

"I've always thought about it, but I didn't know when it would happen" he explained, as if you could understand where he was coming from. 

As if you could relate.

He was so insufferable. It was so foreign to you that you’d ever felt anythig more than disgust for him.

But you both knew the truth...you both knew that at some point in time, you had been completely devoted to the man in front of you. You knew that there was a time, not long ago at all, that you would have done anything he asked of you.

Perhaps the sickness had always been there, bubbling just beneath the surface and somehow you hadn’t seen it. Maybe you had, and just chose to ignore it because you loved him.

At this point, all you knew for sure was the Kevin was a murderer.

That was the only truth that you could solidify in your mind. It was the cold, hard truth, and you had to accept that, no matter how much it hurt.

“Did you want to hurt me?” you wondered, thinking back to all those days. All those late night conversations in the dark, and archery lessons. During that time, was it possible that he just wanted you dead as well.

You knew what he’d done to his sister, and his father and surely he’d loved them at some point...or did he? Had he ever even loved you?

You wanted to believe that he had but something about it seemed so stupid.

To look at the man in front of you and still want his validation. To want him to tell you that he’d loved you even once, it was insane. Wanting that arguably made you more deluded than Kevin was, but you didn’t care.

You had to know if it was all made up.

“Sometimes...but I could never do it” he allowed, after letting you sit in the silence for a few moments.

It didn’t matter if you believed it or not, it was the truth. There had been times when Kevin wondered what it would be like, to tighten his fists around your throat and never let up.

He wondered what it would look like as your eye widened in fear at the realization that you could no longer breathe. He wanted to feel your vocal cords tighten beneath his fingers as you tried to scream and watch your face start to turn blue.

But he couldn’t do it.

The appeal of it would be short lived because without you, he would be completely alone.

There was no one else in the world that cared about him like you did. No one that actually accepted the person that he was, even if you didn’t know everything.

You were the only person alive who didn’t expect him to be something he wasn’t...and killing you would be a waste.

Who knows, maybe it would even hurt him to do it?

He doubted it would take him long to get over it, but it would leave a mark at least, which was more than he could say about anyone else.

“That doesn’t make any sense...you couldn’t hurt me but killing Celia was easy?” you yelled, feeling your blood boiling at the idea. What had you done that made him actually care about you?

If anything, that little girl was more innocent than you’d ever been and he’d murdered her without a thought.

You wanted to be sick at the thought.

“She was weak, you aren’t” he grinned, drumming his fingers on the table. “She was never going to make it in the real world, but you...you came here to see me, after everything-my brave girl” he teased, clearly getting an rise out of how you were reacting.

He thought this whole thing was funny.

“Fuck you Kevin, you’re insane” you spit, standing from the table quickly. He didn’t even flinch. He’d been expecting you to react like this, you would leave now but eventually, you’d come back.

It was in your nature, and even if you pretended that you weren’t, Kevin knew the truth...

You were in love with him, and you couldn’t stay away for long.

His brave girl.

[acreativeme]

Runaway Fuck Buddy

Runaway Fuck Buddy

Kevin Atwater x Reader

Y/N slipped out of bed, wanting to be gone before he woke up. She came over to share some news that she had gotten, but he had other plans. You see, they had started out as friends but that changed after a horrible week with work. They had both been going through a dry spell and needed some stress relief, so they had decided to sleep together. They were just having some fun, it wasn’t supposed to be anything serious.

But that changed when she came up pregnant.

Sat in a paper gown, Y/N stared off into space. She was hoping that the home test was just a false positive, feeling like she was not ready to be a mom. Hell, she hadn’t even told Kevin that she was feeling off or that she had taken a pregnancy test. 

Her doctor said that they were going to do a blood test, then if it came back positive- they would do an ultrasound. That thought seemed to have called the doctor as there was a short knock on the door as it opened. “Hello again, Ms. Y/L/N. I’ve got your test results here,” She waved the paperwork and smiled, “I know that you were hoping to hear different news, so I am not going to say anything. I am just going to leave this here,” she set the paperwork on the chair next to her, “I will be outside, getting the ultrasound ready.” The doctor left the room, wanting to give Y/N space.

Y/N pressed a hand to her stomach, not feeling anything out of the normal. “I am scared. I don’t think that I will be able to do this on my own, but I also don’t think I can tell Kevin about you.” She didn’t need to look at the paperwork to know that her fear was coming true. 

She had come to Kevin’s place with copies of her test results and the sonogram, just in case he didn’t believe her. She froze when he had opened the door wearing the ‘kiss the cook’ apron that she had gotten him as a birthday gift. His big grin and sweet kiss had momentarily distracted her from the task at hand. After dinner, Kevin had wanted to cuddle which turned into sex that felt more like lovemaking then fuckbuddy sex. Despite being a man with great stamina, Kevin had fallen asleep right after sex. Y/N wasn’t as lucky. 

With him asleep, Y/N snuck out of the apartment--only leaving a note saying goodbye. As she walked towards her packed car, Y/N finally released the tears she was holding back. She had never wanted to say goodbye like this, but Y/N didn’t think she had it in her to say it to his face. 

Kevin’s POV… 

Kevin stretched, turning to face the empty side of his bed. With his eyes still closed, he reached out for Y/N-- wanting some morning cuddles. His eyes shot open as soon as he didn’t feel her warmth next to him. He was quick to slip on his discarded boxers and go off in search of her.

“Y/N?” He called, sleep heavy in his voice. He moved downstairs, hoping she was just making coffee. “Y/N, love, where are you?” He poked his head into the kitchen.

As he stepped into the kitchen, Kevin noticed a note taped to his coffee machine. He slowly plucked it off, praying that she had simply left for work early. Those prayers were quickly dashed as he read the short message.

Kevin,

I am sorry. 

PS.. Just press start on the coffee pot.

Goodbye,

Y/N

2 years later…

Y/N’s POV 

Y/N never thought that she would ever return to Chicago, fearing her secret getting back to Kevin. Nine months after leaving Chicago for New Orleans, Y/N gave birth to a handsome baby boy-- who she named Lorenzo. Lorenzo grew into a near spitting image of his father, who Y/N shared stories of anytime she could. She knew he didn’t really understand what she was saying, but that wouldn’t stop her. 

Y/N took a deep breath as she walked up the front steps of the 21st District, Lorenzo asleep in her arms. A random patrol officer held the door for her, which she was thankful for. Y/H’s hands shook nervously as she spotted Trudy Platt standing behind the desk. They had really bonded over the years as Y/N would bring lunch for her every time she brought Kevin food. 

Caressing her son’s back, Y/N took the final step towards Trudy’s desk. “What can I do for you?” Trudy asks, not looking up from her paperwork.

Y/N cleared her throat. “I am looking for Kevin Atwater, do you know if he is in or not?”

Y/N’s familiar voice caused Trudy to look up, “Y/N?” Trudy gasped, shocked to see her long lost friend.

Tearing up, Y/N nodded. “Yes, Trudy. It’s me.” 

Truidy rushed around the desk to pull her into a hug. “Oh, you don’t know how much I’ve missed you.”

Y/N couldn’t really hug back as her arms were full with Lorenzo. “I missed you too, Trudy.” She whispered, leaning into the hug. 

Trudy pulled away, eyes glazed over. “Now!” She cleared her throat. “Kevin is upstairs, let me take you to him.”

“Thank you,” Y/N stated softly, rocking back and forth to keep Lorenzo asleep. 

Trudy led Y/N up the stairs, trying to quietly inform her of all the team gossip. As much as Y/N loved the 21st district gossip, her only focus was how Kevin was going to take the sleeping surprise in her arms.

“Guys, you’ve got a visitor.” Trudy stated, stepping away to let the team see Y/N.

Everyone froze, not thinking that they were going to get a blast from the past. Y/N used her free hand to awkwardly wave at them. Kim was the first to break, squealing loudly. 

“Y/N! I missed you so much!” She yelled, wrapping her arms around her tightly.

Y/N stepped back and shhhed her, “I missed you too.” She pointed down to the sleeping toddler in her arms. “Sleeping baby…”

Kim gasped, “oooh, sorry.” 

Y/N forgave her with a soft giggle, which signaled everyone but Kevin to come greet her. Kevin watched her move towards him with a frown. When did she have a baby? He thought, trying to remember if she was seeing someone else while they were sleeping together.

“Kevin?” Y/N questioned, trying to get his attention. “Do you think that we could talk?”

He snapped out of his daze and silently led her to the breakroom. He had so many questions. “Is he mine?” He didn’t turn to face her, not knowing if he could handle looking her in the eye as she answered. 

“Yes.” She whispered, sitting down on the worn in loveseat--- body exhausted from hiding her secret for so long.

He slowly turned towards her, “when did you find out?”

“A few days before I left.” She admitted, shame seeping into her chest.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” His voice cracked.

She brushed a loose tear away, “I was planning on telling you the night we last slept together, but you distracted me with the romantic dinner and cuddles. Then we made love and I got scared. We weren’t a couple, or even exclusive, and I didn’t think that you would want the baby.” She blurted.

Kevin crouched down in front of her. “Why do you think I planned such a romantic evening for us?” He asked, wanting it to come to her naturally. 

She shrugged, “I don’t know. I wasn’t really reading between the lines that night, Kevin.” Her tone was sharp, which meant that she wanted him to get to the point.

He sighed, reaching for her free hand. “I wanted to finally ask you to be my girlfriend. I was tired of hiding the fact that I had fallen in love with you, so I planned that night. But you were gone before I could ask, which hurt more than keeping those feelings hidden.”

Y/N couldn’t stop her sobs, “you were going to ask me to be your girlfriend?”

Kevin nodded, brushing her tears away. “And I would have been so excited to have a baby with you.”

She leaned into his gentle touch, “it’s never too late.” Her eyes flickered to her sleeping son. “I’ve told him all kinds of stories about you, so he knows you.”

Kevin’s eyes teared up, “Are you serious?”

Y/N grinned, nodding happily. “Like a heart attack.” She handed Lorenzo over to Kevin, “his name is Lorenzo Micah Atwater.” 

Kevin cradled him with a calm smile on his face, “Hi, Lorenzo. I’m your daddy.”

[crazy-bi-btch]

Wrong- BI!Kevin Keller X Reader

Summary: Y/N and Kevin seem to be confused and unclear on some of their feelings toward each other

Paring: Kevin Keller X Reader

Warning: NSFW, Swearing( Rated M)

Word count: 3.7k

A/N: Um helloo, let me just say COLLEGE IS TIME CONSUMING!! Itscrazy I really want tot write but the only time I have time is when I’m on breaks. SO HERE YA GO A REQ THAT WAS MADE IN SEP OR OCT IDK! Req. by@maximumwolfkidfestival​

PS: LISTEN TO WISH YOU WERE GAY BY BILLIE, it fits with the story uwu

I sat on the fluffy couch in the lounge in RHS my black fleece turtle neck tightening by the second. My thigh-high boots tickling my bare thighs, my fingers clutching my coffee.

“ Jesus Y/N you look like you’re going to kill the damn cup.” Archie laughed at me, as I snapped back to reality. 

“ You okay…. You look pale?” My best friend whispered (Fashionista, self-esteem coach, etc.) Kevin placed his hand on my pale thigh. My heart jumped in excitement and my eyes were once again stuck on his constricting sweatshirt. This is so wrong

I coughed and looked away from him trying to concentrate on some random conversation Fangs had started with Archie and the others. Kevin took offense to Y/N silence. He thought maybe he had done something wrong. 

~

Ever since Joaquin (his the last boyfriend) the only serpent friend, he had that understood him, was just him. Well, we all know what happened to him. Kevin realized the serpent’s understood and supported him like no one before, not even Betty. With dating a serpent you get to meet the others. So he meets Fangs, Ton, and Sweet Pea. Also, Y/N or as “fresh snake” as they called her at the time. But it wasn’t Joaquin had to leave when Kevin got closer with Y/N, clearly, they had a lot in common. Kevin was happy around his new friend. Y/n, on the other hand, she was happy but very confused. See she meet him when he was dating Joaquin, so she assumed he was gay. Ignorantly when Y/N saw him walk through the White Wyrm doors with Joaquin she assumed “ so not gay”. 

Y/n remembers the exact day, her second day as a serpent chit chatting with Toni and see them both strut in. Kevin is taller and muscular than Joaquin. Instantly her eyes wandered to his arms and Adam’s apple that seemed to bop furiously from anxiousness. She was not gonna lie, he was extremely attractive. Her heart raced as she thought of many things she could do with that tall glass of-

“ Family…” Joaquin yelled, calling everyone’s, Kevin seemed extremely nervous now,” This is Kevin. My boyfriend.” I gulped eyes wide.” Well, maybe he is gay?” Toni snickered at me as she saw my reaction.  I rolled my eyes and walked away from the now growing group surrounding Joaquin and his new hot boyfriend. The night was full of small talk and laughter with J’s new boyfriend. 

As I decided that this whole love Fest going on was spoiling my drinks and mood, I plopped and started to make my way out saying a quick goodbye. Yes, I am bitter. Yes, I hate to love and anything to do with public affection. It makes my blood boil, okay, maybe jealousy makes me bitter but doesn’t everyone? Back to the story!

 When I was on my way out Joaquin ran to me with Kevin following along.

“ Hey, Y/N wait up!” I rolled my eyes, but plastered a fake smile and turned around. Trust me I was done with J rubbing into our faces how hot his new Northside boyfriend.

“Hey j!” I exclaimed

“ I wanted to introduce you to my boyfriend!” I gulped and looked up at Kevin’s buff and tall figure. I swear I could be drooling.

“ H-hi” I coughed and extended my hand towards him and he gladly took it. 

“ It’s really nice to meet you! Joaquin talks great things about you!” His soft but deep voice stated as his smile lit up the room. God, why was I not born a man! 

“ Thank you.” I blushed, but realized it was wrong for me to feel this way. “ Well, see you around guys I’m going to head out.” They nodded, and I turned towards the doors and out into the chilly night. 

~

I think we all know what happened to Joaquin and how he deciding to run away from hid problems were going to help. Kevin was devastated and who was there to console him? Me out of all the people. Jughead soon, then took orders into his own hand to rile and control the serpents. Once we settled into Riverdale high things got rocky with the Northsiders trying to accept us, but Kevin helped me out. We both knew the serpents and Nortsiders were both jealous of each other which made us the outsiders of the drama. Our friendship grew so immense that I didn’t realize until I was having sleepovers and mini-dates almost every day. What I did know was the way his smile made my knees weak, how my heartbeat raced as our eyes met in the hallways. Or the butterflies the rumble in me when we work out together and he takes his sweaty shirt off. I would make myself deny the aching feelings every day telling myself  He’s your gay best friend it can’t be like that.

Now do you see why this friendship is hurting me? Sitting there watching as my friends talked and laughed and me bubbling with anger. They could have whoever they wanted yet I couldn’t. The knot in my throat, killing me.

“ I have to go.” I took my backpack and stormed out, leaving everyone shocked and silent. 

I ignored everyone’s texts and comments. I decided I need some time alone and away from Kevin. So I hit up Reggie in look for a house party to attend to get drunk and make out with a stranger so the pain would go away. He replied quickly with an address and time. Bingo.

I dressed in a black lace bodysuit with black ripped jeans and red heels. My long black hair hugging around my cleavage, I felt like the hottest bitch on the block. By 10 pm I walked through the mansion of a random football player packed with people, music loud as could be, kegs around the house and chanting of boys mixed in also. I saw Reg and Instantly walked over.

“ Damn, Y/N you’re looking hot!” He chirped as he gave me a hug, let me just say Reggie has been nice to me since I saved his ass from his abusive father. I threatened to call the cops on his father as I showed him the pictures of Reggie’s bruises that I could easily turn him in with. “ Thank you!” I chirped in amusement. 

 “ Hey the group was asking for you they said you-”

“ Wait!” I spat, the group? They were invited also! I panicked and started to look around furiously.

“ Yeah, I invited them!” I glared at him and stormed into the huge kitchen and found as a bottle of vodka and took a huge gulp from it. By the third gulp, I felt myself become light as a feather. I impulsively walked towards Reggie again, he was with our group of friends talking, Kevin was listening also while he glanced around looking for someone. My drunk ass butted in, “ Hey guys what a coincidence. “ Before I let them answer I wrapped my fingers at the collar of Reggie’s button-down and kissed him hard. Adrenaline pumping and red lipstick smeared on Reggie’s lips. I pulled him closer and as I open one eye I saw as they stood again astonished, and Kevin seemed confused and hurt?

“ C’mon Reggie..” I whispered and I pulled him towards me as he dazedly followed. 

We instantly found a wall close by where minimal people passed through. My lips tangling onto his, my hands grabbing his hair as soft pants left me. 

I pressed his chest, back disconnecting our lips, “Let’s get more booze!” I squealed, but as I took a step I almost fell. Reggie sighed and help me up.

“ I think we’ve had enough tonight.” I whined and tried kissing him, because well I’m drunk and horny. Reggie knew he couldn’t take advantage of her friend like this and the real person she loved and wanted was her best friend, Kevin. What Y/N didn’t know was that Reggie and Kevin had a talk 3 weeks ago where Kevin confessed he is bisexual but was scared to show his love and sexual feelings towards a girl since he mostly felt that towards boys. Reggie needed that to realize Y/N and Kevin were too scared and confused to let each other feel. Reggie carried Y/N as she sniffled and whimpered as she seemed to mumble something about ‘fuck love’ or ‘ I hate him’. Reggie saw an annoyed Kevin but his expression soon changed as he saw Y/N drunk and in his arms.

“ What the hell happened?” Kevin growled as he took Y/N from Reggie.

“ Dude, relax, nothing! She’s really drunk and I think she needs you more than me.” Reggie calmly stated. Kevin gulped and saw my drunk state. 

“ You! Kev..” I slurred and felt my eyes droop in slumber.

Next thing I knew I woke up in Kevin’s room, I looked at the clock and it was 2 am. I rubbed my eyes and saw him sleeping on his computer chair with a small blanket wrapped around himself. It wasn’t the first time she’s seen him peacefully sleep. I felt great, I thanked God that I didn’t drink more or I would have felt like hell. I felt guilty for leaving him hanging and lowkey was panicking if I was drunk enough to tell him how I felt. To avoid the conversation I slid off his bed and picked my heels up as I tiptoed out. 

“ So you’re just gonna leave?” I heard a gruff voice. I cringed and turned around to see him sitting in the same spot the blanket in his hands now. 

“ I can-”

“ Please do… I don’t know what’s going on Y/N? What happened to us?” His words hit an emotional string in my heart, which led me to tear up.

“ I’m sorry- I wish I could explain.” I sat at the edge of his bed avoiding his sight. 

“ You act like we never tell each other everything!” His voice boomed making me flinch.

“ That’s the thing! I can’t fall in love with my best friend!” I yelled back tears falling down freely, my face became red from embarrassment. Kevin looked down his face matching hers.

“ I know you don’t-“ 

“I do, though.” Then there was silence as I looked him dead in the eyes. It felt like a dreamlike, this whole situation was merely a figment of my imagination as it’s been in the past. 

“ Y/N…. I’m bisexual.” He sighed, his eyes watering. I took some steps to be face to face with him touching his face in awe. 

“But-“ I suddenly feel out of breath. I racked my brain at the many times Kevin missed Joaquin and his past flings.

“ I never told anyone… because I was never sure... My first crush was a boy and well, I never understood the whole labels of gay or bi or pan..” I intensely watched as he also racked his brain to explain his feelings and thought that he stored away, “ I put my dad through hell when I came out as gay and know that I know I’m bi… he’s gonna hate me and you! I was scared to lose you!” I proclaimed almost begging. I smiled at him taking his hands in mine.

“ Neither will your dad or meleave you.” It seemed to comfort him enough that he sighed in relief. But I would be lying if I didn’t say this whole argument and emotional connection brought my raging hormones to an all-time high. I went in to hug him and he wrapped his buff arms around also. 

“ So… we’re gonna ignore how you confess you loved me.” Kevin teased which made me hide my face like a five-year-old.

“ It's not my fault your extremely hot Kevin!” I squealed as I pulled away from him. He chuckled and threw me on the bed, making me squeal and bounce slightly. We both lay there on his bed, staring at each other with silly grins on our face. 

“ I love you.” He said

“ I love you too.” I chirped, the butterflies rumbling in me again. His eyes seemed to wander down to the outfit I still had on that almost caused a nip slip right in front of him. I blushed madly and instantly shot up to cover myself. His knees dipped the bed behind me, his hands caressing the back of my neck as they ghosted on the black spaghetti strap of the lace bodysuit. My eyes closing in anticipation waiting for his hands to touch more of me. His hand, bringing my hair to onside as he lowered his face to my neck, his hot breath tickling it. 

“ You don’t know how many times I’ve wanted to do this…” his lips feathering against my pressure point practically making me shake. Bravery seemed to seep into my blood as my hand came up to pull one strap of my shoulder and followed to the other. Kevin watched, in his head, taking notes. I turned on my knees seeing him face to face. 

“ It’s my first time with a girl…” he gulped feeling ashamed. I smiled and caressed his face and pulled it away to pull my arms off the strap and pull the lace down around my waist exposing myself to him. He gulped his eyes glued to my chest, and something in both of us snapped. Call it frustration or hormonal overload, but we both felt it. Our lips clashing his big hands cupping my face with full force. He held on as if his life depended on it, my sighs and whimpers spilling out as his forceful touch sent electricity through my body and core. Kevin shoved his hand around my neck, squeezing as he watched with hooded eyes my reaction. I moaned loudly, “ Kev, please.” With one shove, I was on my back, pillows under me as Kevin crawled off me and placed himself between my thighs. I leaned up watching as he pulled his sweater and button-down shirt with full force and down cupping my chest. A cry fell through my lips as I stared at Kev in disbelief. His strong and soft hands vigorously palming and pulling making my eyes roll back and backache. For his first time with a girl he sure knew what to do.

“ Tell me if I’m hurting you.” He suddenly worried at my constant whimpers. I shuddered when he stopped.

“ Kevin harder…. Please, it doesn’t hurt, I promise just… touch me.” I cried in frustration pulling on his shoulder to meet his hots lips again. His left arm skimming the side of my body to my hip, leaving goosebumps along the way. A deep groan left him as my hips bucked up towards his trousers, only making me do it again and again. Kevin pulled away eyes closed with his mouth a gap as I watched his reaction as we grinded hard and fast. I knew this would legit push him to the edge, but I couldn’t stop.

“ Ah-” His voice cracked as he fisted my hips to a halt as he felt that familiar knot grow. 

He glared at me as I playfully smirked up hands running up and down his abs. 

“ You almost made me-” He panted in anger, I eagerly shook my hips away but it was no use. “ I’m in charge, not you.” He growled. I cocked my eyebrow as leaned back into the pillows.

“ C’mon Kevin, you know you like it when I edge you on,” I whispered innocently with my lower lip between my teeth as I touched my boobs. He groaned and melted at the sight, his fist ripping my belt and jeans off so quickly it scared me. I went ahead and wrapped my hands around his belt and jeans also pulling them down as we both panted in anticipation. I always saw the imprint of his dick, but I always assumed he was average, but was I wrong. Kevin tsked me when I went to the waistband of his boxers. “ Pleasee.” I begged my mouth watering. “ We waited this long, let me apologize.” He said as he nuzzled his nose onto my cheek and felt his hand lower to my olive-colored thong. 

“ Fuck,” I whispered as my eyes fell shut, he seemed to freeze up because he didn’t move. I opened my eyes and saw them slightly unsure. 

“ Hey, let me help you.” He nodded as he stared at my covered core. I took his wrist and guided it to the puddle that formed in my thong, biting my lip to hold back a sound. “ Now… p-put force with the pad on your fing-” A moan cut me off as he rubbed his pointer and middle finger. “ Shit… baby faster.” I hated and loved to be teased, but Kevins soft and rough movements were exhilarating. “ Like this?” He asked, looking at my blissful face. My hips bucked up towards his fingers, rocking back and forth. As he took that as a yes, he pulled down the only barrier between her and him. Frustrated, I took his fingers and spread my legs wider so his finger landed on the place I needed him the most. “ Rub it pleases,” I begged mercilessly, almost in tears from all the soft teasing. Kevin saw her distraught face and instantly did as told, almost moaning himself. She was hot, sticky and extremely wet. The soft nub her rubbed causing Y/N to fall back and become putty in his hands. He realized this was her spot, the spot he could use to his advantage. His fingers trying to mimic the number of movements he learned from straight porn. 

“ Fuck-fuck shit Kev-” I cried watching as his fingers pressed down and went side to side on my clit almost convulsively good. Kevin rested his forehead against hers watching her eyes wide and mouth wide. “You’re so beautiful… only I make you this wild, right?” I nodded viciously staring into his soft eyes as I held my legs apart felling myself about to cum. A cry of his name signaled Kevin to stop. Anger poured in as he pulled away to look for a condom. 

“ You fucker.” I growled in annoyance, I heard him chuckle as he looked through his drawer, “ Oh, it’s not funny.” I shot up and walked towards him right as he was going to turn around I push him up against the wall getting on my knees.

“ Wait-” Kevin began, but I cut him off as I shoved his boxers down and shoving his pink tip into my drooling mouth. Kevin hissed and clawed at my scalp, eyes wide as I took him in and out and fingers probing in and out of his butt. “ Shit… fuck…. Don’t stop.” he growled as his hips began to thrust into my hot warm mouth. 

Kevin was on cloud 9 watching as her small mouth took him so well. Joaquin could never take him fully and this was life-changing. My core dripped down my thigh as I looked up to see him fully vulnerable, abdomen clenched, his eyes closed and mouth open. I pulled away with a plop and got up turning around, heading towards the door to the bathroom. 

“ What the fuck-” He cried, I turned around innocently.

“ What?” I batted my eyes. His strong arms pulled me back and onto the bed where he pinned me down, his strong thighs pushing my legs apart. His mouth, biting and nipping down my neck, my nipples, and stomach. I watched contently as he tried to wrap the condom around himself. 

“ I’m on birth control Kevin.” I sighed knocking the condom off his hands and taking his red/pink dick towards my entrance.

“ But-”

“ It’s fine, I want to feel all of you.” With that, he thrust in easily into my dripping core.

“ Fuck!” We cried as we held on to each other, eyes shut. Kevin never felt this before the hot wet and clenching feeling around him. He could cum just with that. And he wasn’t lying about that as he shook from holding on. I wiggled my hips so he could move, with that he moved out and in slowly his pelvic bone rubbing my clit. “ Ah! Harder… faster” I pleaded scratching his back. Kevin didn’t think straight before going faster and pounding more than ever. His huge member burying deep into the g-spot that wasn’t hit in years. 

“ Fuck yeah…” Kevin muttered and panted as he wrapped his hand around her neck. Her face contoured into pure bliss. His pupils were blown as he saw her weak and vulnerable under his touch. Her hair spread around her pink cheeks. His mind seemed to only be there, present, as he pushed and buried into her feeling this new adrenaline to sex he never felt before when he slept with men. Her legs wrapped around him, her hands all over him and eager to have anything else push her over the edge. God fucking damn how he wanted to frame this mental picture of her.

“ Oh...shit… Kev... I’m going to…” I pried at his chest and my legs around his torso tightening. Kev growled and dropped his head into her chest as her walls twitched in anticipation around him. My hand instantly ran in between our bodies to rub insanely fast to come undone. 

“ Ah fuck” Kev yelled as he grounded his hip a few times before I came around him, legs twitching, nails scratching, head back moaning and screaming. He followed along coming undone in me. We both lay there breathing heavily, eyes closed. 

As we peeled off each other we stared at each other followed by giggles.

“ Well,does that mean we can finally not be angry at each other?” Kevin asked teasingly. I chuckled softly and pulled the blankets around us.

“ Hmm, maybe I’ll sleep on it,” I mumbled as I cuddled close to his warm body. He instantly engulfed me in his arms and stroked my hair kissing it softly.

“ I love you.”

“ I love you more… Goodnight.” I yawned. 

[meeraria]

Hii, I'm so shy asking this but I read somewhere you have a list of upstead moments, would you share it with me? If it's not too much 🙈

I am very sorry I just saw this!! I hope you haven’t sent this a long time ago. I’ve finished the last season recently but I haven’t done this one yet. and pls don’t be shy!! I am so happy you asked. not many people like them.

I don’t have time stamps just some shorthand notes to remind me of the scene. and every instance they call each other by their names (I had this idea to gif them or make a video etc.) but all the moments are in chronological order so if you see the third moment before the first one when you’re watching an episode that means you skipped the first two. the list is under the cut.

ps. there might be some other moments that I liked that are not necessarily upstead.

4x21 first time at the back of a van

4x22 jay on haileys desk

        erin is the one who calls her hailey for the first time

4x23 hailey meets will

        hailey looks after jay when he leaves

5x01 jay touches hailey on the shoulder for bust

        hailey calls him jay for the first time, to Kev and Ruz

        look at each other at the hospital

        if you need anything

deleted scene: jay I got your back. he is quick to escape her. pats her back. she respects. he’s with his brother

5x02 looks at jay when he starts lying to suspect

        sits on her desk

        jay checks out hailey in the interrogation room

        jay calls him upton. for the first time

5x03 they open doors to cupboard at the same time

        butchers blade-look to each other

5x04 sb assumes hailey is ruzek’s gf

        stops a witness from prosecuting ruzek

        ruzek calls her hailey cause he thinks she’s gonna snitch, jay tries to stop him

5x05 hailey puts her hand on jay’s shoulder jay looks and she recants

        they save the kids look at each other

5x06 Le Snob (he’s not in love yet-doesnt look at her)

        jay brings her jacket

        mcgrady you run the log hailey they look at each other

        their hands touch when jay gives her the camera

        j: is this really about the case? h:see u 2morrow

        jay(grabs her shoulder): u sure u ok? let me know if you need anything

        how’supton? jay: idunno  

5x07 look at each other to open door

        voight: you got a take hailey? neutral

        microphone up (first time saying jay 2hisface)

        looks at hailey so she’d start the fight

        iknowwhathesaw, was what u said true. jay is pissed

        first fight: voight says hailey. she denies jay’s request

        jayx4 points the gun at her

        hailey calls him, he rolls eyes

5x08 first time calls her hailey (don’t need no babysitter)

5x09 hailey texts him, rolls eyes

        I’ll stay with the suspect hailey

        big potato talk (she’s driving)

        flirty let’s check out his alibi

        he looked at her and then they look at each other but it’s fast (questioning junkie)

        they take a selfie, he puts arm around her she wants to but stops herself

5x10* camila episode

        introduces her as hailey - but she’s gay

        we’re gonna talk about her, now (calls her jay) I’m fine lie.

        you can’t talk to her - jay you’re not thinking straight

        thinks she betrayed her

        “back off jay”

         looks at him over camila’s shoulder

         they look at each other - after camilla’s dismissal

         hailey is worried about him

         she threatens camilla, saying I - his real name is jay x2

5x11 if you’re not serious I need a new partner (shoulder tap)

        he wants back to therapy cause of ultimatum

5x12 “jay come back.” platt’s birthday (shoulder punch)- lookateachother

         he uses her desk like he doesn’t have one

         she pushes jays back to get to voight

         they’re hiding together

5x13  look at each other at restaurant

         how’s therapy going?

         “jay!” - spots the suspects

5x14  flag dispute

        look each other when they get shots fired

        sits on hailey’s desk

        I used to be a soldier-looks at hailey x2

        she admires that he respects the kneeler

5x15 she puts arm on his shoulder

        sits on hailey’s desk about q

        italian guy flirting, women are more loyal then men

        jay, you got her?

5x16 bomb-she falls down he grabs her

       he sitting on her desk

       cF(6x13) calls her to ask about voight

5x17 he’s sitting on her desk

        uh-oh i just saw a rat arm tap

5x18* titus episode: jay also calls adam ruz?

        how do u know this guy?

        looks after she explains

        i pitch jay as a potential buyer

        you look like a real couple

        hailey, thought he bit but

        you were hailey’s case officer, she’s my partner

        hailey, we gotta talk about this, did he rape you

        i can handle this jay- I said the same thing u called me out (shoulder tap)

        touches her arm, booth notices

        he asked me if i slept with her,

        hailey you’re way too emotional

        jay: me too. hailey’s solid,hailey’s gonna callme

        he reaches for his gun when booth gets handsy with her

        5 time hailey, please (grabs her shoulder)

        looks after her when arresting

        comes to her house, hailey u got him

        two deletes scenes: therapy is over

        you’re incredibly aloof about your private life

5x19 sitting on hailey’s desk, gives her jacket

        looks at homeless jay

        saves her life, you good? good.

5x20 look at each other during shootout

        talk about erin

5x21 he and kevin fight and she calms them

        h:I just talked to halstead

        sarge if you need sth - she’s same to everyone

        he’s sitting on her desk

5x22 hank x trudy hug (personal ship)

        jay comes back from crying grabs her shoulder, she grabs his hand

        jay sits on her desk

deleted scene: pushes her out of line of fire

6x01 trudy comes to see hank (personal ship)

        “jay” go be undercover junkie

         gets his jacket to him

6x02 look at each other in morgue

        she uses his computer

        she looks at him worried before they go busting

        damn it jay. jay, I almost shot you

        need me to talk to u. I don’t need anything jay.

        innocent man, jay. second fight? keeps looking at him

        jay, back off. she pushes him hard, grabs his chest

        she grabs his arm to pull him back

        “you’re too close jay” I’m done being your punching bag -his eyes never leave her

         he’s shot, she’s distressed jay x 4 (she checks his body)

         Hailey, I’m sorry. touches his knee as she gets up then cries

deleted scene jay I thought you were with will, pats arm working this case?

6x03 halstead calls her. she slept with adam

        I gotta meet jay

        you’re like never late. he looks at her after she dismisses him

        checks to see if she follows

        gonna grab halstead and dig in

        look at each other

6x04 greets her when nobody notices

        she gets  the suspect by jumping on him (gay moment for me)

        ready? eye contact

6x05 she knows how to handle idiots

        makes way for her like the first time they met

        I don’t care if we’re sleeping 2gether talk to voight (to adam) LOVE HER

6x06* voight learns about upzek

        i dont do violence

        adam undermines her, she gets angry

        look at each other when talking to voight

       keeps looking at jay when he talks

       hailey we gotta talk. I confirmed his alibi

       hailey you did what you have to, she cries to him about her guilt adam interrupts.

       nothing good comes from workplace romance (he has some feelings?)

       even when he’s debriefing; he looks at hailey. adam doesn’t

       I know u don’t wanna talk about it flirting. she’s sad

       tries to explain to adam: this halstead thing

6x07* looks at him when they’re listening to wire

        he wants to help kev, she grabs his arm to stop

        legally blind witness flirting

        bomb goes off - are u ok? grabs her

        va is dead, she checks on him, he look at her. all with eyes

        pushes her in the room, through her shoulder

        u got me? yeah.

        burqa woman incident. jay x2 , hold on. hailey x7, stop

        we’re not mind readers hailey. *whispering softly you’re not in war anymore*

        look at each other, in the interview

        she doesn’t believe the guy he does.

        sits on her desk

        introduces her as upton to racist woman

        save the commentary and scroll look

        this thing between us. I screwed up hailey. I have bias (her hand on his shoulder)

        looks at her when they walk (feelings maybe?)

6x08 u know she’s with me right?

        adam compliments, jay looks at her

        steals a pen from him in the background when antonio is on the phone

        kev’s suspect calls her out look each other.

        kev asks to talk to snitch, she taps jay to leave

6x09 when adam talks about commitment she gets scared

        jay calls everyone by surnames except “hailey”

        flying blind is fun flirting

        “jay” spotted a camera

        sweeps the house, touches her arm

        suspect pushes her, he catches her and adam punches

        she dresses kim’s vest (gay shriek)

6x10* hailey, come on x2

        she’s angry. looks at him. he look to voight

        voight: trudy. ride with me to the scene (personal)

        asks his opinion on ruzek and iad.

        he catches upzek. she’s upset he saw.

        “a guy I’m dating upzek talk with voight”

         we’re always gonna be good talk

6x11 kelton comes. look at each other.

6x12* he gets agitated, she supports him with her looks, he checks for support

        “jay you allright” kelton denied funds. hailey, we got him rn.

         looks at the bus stop. supporting love. looks.

        she catches him over the body “jay, you ok?” hailey arrived after me.

        she’s angry and he looks at her.she leaves he stays. head salute.

        hailey, what’s up. jay you went dark. is that what you think? jay…

        voight warns him. she’s worried behind.

        she looks you ok? he looks yes go. first nonverbal.

        voight compliments him.

        long week. u can’t right every wrong “jay”. flirting then adam calls. go..

6x13 surveillance flirting about kev

       what the hell look at her

6x14 kim catches upzek

        she gets kidnapped he’s worried

        he’s ok with voight’s tactics cause she’s missing

        he fights with ruzek.

        she’s proud of kim. (personal)

        ruzek goes to kim first.

        he stands up when he sees her. he’s so sad and angry

        she checks jay. he’s upset

6x15* he’s talking to her on the phone

        check if he’s coming behind her

        pushes back her chair to sit on her desk

        “Hailey he’s headed to you” “squad advise my partner ” x 2

         upton are you copying? copy jay are you ok? hailey he’s armed.

         jay! we’re coming in!

         you good? yeah you? yeah

         she’s driving

         jay we’re good. “do what your ladyfriend tell you to do”

         looks at her before he gets out

         they look at each other, he says no she listens

         she keeps checking on him, he assures her after

         he has a hunch, she supports him. he thanks with eyes, she says np with eyes

         he defends his hunch, she silently supports him. then look at each other for thx

         eyes talk: come with me? right now? ok?

         suspect says he’ll snitch, they look at each other we got it

         I’ll follow you blind talk. (she half-confessed her feelings to him)

6x16  “sarge what you don’t let me and hailey go?” “hailey?” and gets her jacket

         I’m halstead and she’s upton.

         I’ll catch up with you, forearm grip

         he waited at the entrance

         serial killer talks to her, he gets nervous

         runs to the car/him, “I got Hailey”

6x17 sitting on her desk

        looks at her, checking out buildings

        “oh yeah good one” arm pat

        looks at her when she’s not looking and looks away when she turns

        throws usb to him, he catches

        they judge the juvie guy together

        voight offers himself to suspect he checks her face to see what she thinks

        they look at each other this time when they been judgey

6x18  sitting on her desk

         hands on her desk when she’s not there like it’s his :)

6x19 towering over her while she looks at the footage

        jay! blue buick

        she tries to help the victim and looks at jay to see if she can he looks no

        she supports kim no qs ask when kim barges in, normally follows the rules

        ruzek keeps checking on kim-believes her immediately  like jay and hailey

        he was sitting on her desk since before hank came in

6x20 she doesn’t wanna meet ruzek’s family?? i dunno

        pats her arm after she’s shot at

        they shadow ruzek but she calls it off. jay doesn’t interfere & looks the whole time

        ruzek wants answers he tries to cover and supports her and tell ruz to let it go

        ruz thinks it’s cause of burzek but it’s not.

        “jay talked to”

         she holds off the op he’s worried a little in the car.

         upstead communicate silently and without questioning

         she checks on jay while he fights the suspect

         she questions her relationship with adam, platt says if he’s not the one end it

         she breaks up with ruzek, and admits they’re not the one for each other

6x21 she’s a bit cocky to the suspect and he smiles a little whilst he turns???

        TRUDY AND HANK what could have been

         they sit at their desk together

         “hailey tell the port supervisor…”

6x22* voight explains the plan, they look at each other worried

        he breaks into the car so fast she flirting

        “jay you close”

         she crashes to save him

         “I’m going where you go” they’re both surprised he said it

         he protects her first when they’re shot at in the van, ‘we’re good“

         she looks at her happily when there’s a lead

         they arrest their shooter together, “me and my partner”

         he’s pressured, she notices. “you’ll forget about me” “hailey” never.

         he want to confess sth but she stops him?

         adam kisses platt :)

         he’s sitting on her desk

[amindfulloffanfictions]

The (not so) blind date. Part 4.

This chapter is especially dedicated to my one of a kind friend @littlehighwaistedshorts Thank you for being an amazing friend, for giving me the confidence that I need, and encourage me to step out of my confort zone, for standing right next to me every single time. I love you so so so so much.

I hope that everyone enjoy this. <3

Ps: English is not my first language, so, if you have any corrections about the grammar, or the coherence pretty please send them to me. And if you guys have any feedback, send them too. I would love to read what you think about TNSBD <3

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Summary: Your, and Sebastian’s, love life is going down. Your friends are doing an impressive hard job to help you both keep going. Little did they knew that they were handling your faith with their own hands.

Words 1676 !!! 

PART 1  | PART 2 | PART 3   

“She’s with me” he said, approaching the two guards at the door. And when you turned around. Holy mother of god, she’s perfect. He thought.

 “Holy shit” you said with a surprised tone as you realized who the man was. “You’re my date?”

 “Yeah, I guess. You’re Y/N right?” he said, chewing his lower lip.

 “Yes, oh my god I can not believe this” you said giving Sebastian a small greeting hug.

 “The cupid guy, huh?” he laughed at his words “he did a good job I see”

 “I agree!” you said, giving him a small smile “Shall we get inside?”

 “Yes! Let’s go!”

 Both got inside the restaurant, and you sat at your table as the waitress showed you the way. She took your orders and went away.

 “So” you said “I wanna hear your version of this story.”

 “What story?”

 “The cupid story”

 “Oh” Sebastian said “well, I only know that my friend went through a lot of people trying to get his number, even one guy in Asia? Or… the cupid was in Asia? I didn't really understand that much”

 “My best friend’s in Asia! As in Singapore, in his honeymoon!” you said

 “Mackie did mention a honeymoon I think”

 “Oh my god, this is all hilarious, like, a few days ago I was watching you making out with Blake Lively and now I’m having a date with you, it’s so weird” you laughed

 “I know, I thought about it all the week, like, how it would be for you? It is weird? Are you uncomfortable with this? I’ve been hell worried…” he didn't know why he was coming clean with you. Letting you know his problems. He didn't know why, but he guessed it had something to do with you.

 “Yeah, I understand, but I'm not uncomfortable tho, you’re a person just like everybody else.” you said “I've been anxious all week too. even though I didn't know you were my date, mental note to kill Liam for not telling me, I've been pretty much afraid. Hell, I'm afraid now. But I don't know, my mourn time is over” you smiled at him. And he smiled back. God he was extremely gorgeous in person.

“Mourn time?” he asked

 “Yeah, I don't know if it's a great topic to talk about in the very first date, but I was in a serious relationship about a year ago, everything when to hell, but now I'm okay”

 “Oh, I'm sorry… wait, I'm not sorry.” Sebastian said “thanks god it went to hell, therefore you wouldn’t be here”

 You laughed. “Yes, I guess you’re right” you were staring at each other, trying to figure out what to say. A stare that felt a little bit uncomfortable for the two of you, but it felt connected somehow. “I- I’m” you tried to say, but the waitress came over with your orders.

 “Here you have your orders, do you guys need anything else?” she asked.

 “Oh, no thanks. We're fine” Sebastian smiled at her before looking at you for confirmation.

 “So..” you began, as the waitress found his way to the kitchen “what’s your story Sebastian Stan?”

 “What? You didn't hear it already?” he said jokingly

 “Well, as much as I would like to admit that when I was a teenager I searched all that I could and stalked you like a crazy person… I’ll be more than glad to hear it from you” you smirked at him.

 Sebastian told you about his childhood, about his friends from home. About high school and college. And you felt like he was giving you a part of him that cameras couldn’t catch.

 “Well that’s enough about me!” he said with a grin on his face “what about you? What is your story?”

 “Um, well I’m a teacher, I teach literature. And I came to New York about three years ago, to get away from the many problems of my hometown but that’s a story for another day; and started to live in a pension with a bunch of girls, with whom, most of the times, we didn’t get along. I got a job in a small cafeteria, and then I met Liam, who was more than willing to let me live with him, and he became my best friend. He got me a job in a high school, which I’m working in now. And that’s all.” Sebastian was looking at you with amusement on his face, like you were telling him that you were the reincarnation of Cleopatra or something. This was the most mundane story that you were telling, and he was looking at you like that. You found it weird, but a good kind of weird.

 “You skipped the part when you got your heart broken” he said

 “Yeah, I mean, it’s not a good story”

 “I don’t care if it’s not a good story, good or bad it is a part of you, and I want to hear it” and the he smiled. Somehow his smile, shot you directly to your heart, and you couldn’t stop smiling as well.

“Okay, you asked for it” you said jokingly and pointed at him with your index finger. “I was in a party with Liam, and met a guy, called Kevin… we started to get along, and after a couple of months, I was already living with him, and then we realized that we were madly in love with each other, so we started to make plans, road trips, vacations, most of them we did, we went on a cruise, we went to Europe, and then one day, when we were traveling to a cabin in the north that belonged to his parents or something… he proposed to me.” Sebastian’s face was serious this time “and after a few weeks he stopped answering my calls, and started to make ‘business trips’ and one night he called me, completely hammered, and told me that he couldn’t do this anymore and that he wanted his grandmother ring back, and I was so humiliated that I send him the ring by mail and that’s it… I haven’t seen him nor heard about him after that.”

 “I- He... He just took off? Man! What an asshole!” Sebastian said with an angrily tone.

 “Yeah, I guess he did… but, I don’t know, I don’t know the reasons why he did what he did, but I made my peace with it”

 “It’s okay, but he didn’t have the right, I mean, he didn’t give you any explanations. I wouldn’t do that, especially to you”

 You stared at him, narrowing your eyes. You couldn’t believe what you were witnessing. Sebastian Stan, himself, being the good person that he is. But being extremely thoughtful, and cute, to you. Never in a million years you would’ve imagine this happening.

 “Is it odd that I want this date to end? Only to get home and text you that I want to see you again?” Sebastian said with a soft voice and you blushed.

 “I want to see you again too, Sebastian” you said with a smile.

 “I’m happy to hear that… Look, the rooftop in here” he pointed up “has a beautiful view… do you want to see it?”

 “Yes of course! Let’s go” you said, and both headed to the elevator.

 “Hey Seb?” you said once you were inside the cabin, his response was a soft humming. “gimmie your phone” he looked at you with a questioning face, but he did it anyway. When he handles it to you, you tapped your number and save it.

 “Hey, give me yours” he said, and you handle it to him

 “Oh my god! I’m gonna have Sebastian Stan’s number on my phone” you said jokingly when he was tapping his. He laughed at your fangirl reaction.

 The sight was amazing, the lights of the buildings of New York softly hitting your face. You let out a gasp. As you leaned on the railing, Sebastian leaned as well, beside you.

 “Beautiful isn’t it?” Sebastian said softly.

 “It’s amazing” you said calmly, beholding the view.

 “Like you” he said, and then looked at you. You blushed, and then smiled.

 “Well, you’re pretty amazing too.” Sebastian bit his lower lip.

 You stood there for half an hour, talking about your life and his. Until you called it a night and Sebastian walked you home. I was hard of course, because he was covered with a hat and glasses. But you thought about how hard it is for him to walk the streets of New York being haunted by people taking pictures, and fans throwing themselves at him, asking him to sign autographs and all. So you figured he didn’t want to drag any suspicious looks or anything.

 “Well, this is me” you said pointing at the entrance of your building.

 “Oh, it’s a nice neighborhood” he said walking you to the door.

 “Yes, I guess” you stood by the door. His gaze was upon yours.

 “Y/N? I had a great time” he said, smiling.

 “Me too, Seb… me too.” You were staring at each other, and Sebastian took a step closer to you. Your faces were inches apart, and suddenly he placed his hands on your face, and slowly drown you to his, until your lips met. The kiss was careful, and his lips tasted like cinnamon. Your heart was pounding on your chest so fast that you felt that it could jump out of your body anytime now. Sebastian broke the kiss and placed his arms between his body.

 “So” you said.

 “Goodnight” Sebastian said with a smile, he turned around and headed to the street. “Wait, Y/N?” and turned around again.

 “Yes?”

 “Wait for my text” 

 “Goodnight” and then he went away.

 You got inside your apartment and sat on the couch with a huge smile on your lips. The same lips that Sebastian kissed a few minutes ago. You buried your face on your hands. And you realized, that after a long time, you were happy.

The End <3 

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The Night of Firsts // Jughead Jones x Reader

The Night of Firsts

Jughead x Reader

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Request: Hey! I found your fic The Tutor and it’s amazing! I was wondering if your submissions are still open? If they are would you be able to write a fic between Jughead and the reader where it’s their first time? Thanks so much :)

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“look (Y/N) I just need to get this off my chest already, I understand that you want to take it slow with Jughead… But don’t you think this is too slow? Like have you ever even made out?” Veronica blurted out while she sat at your vanity. Kevin agreed while Betty attempted to protect you.

“Oh leave (Y/N) alone. If she wants to take it slow with him then let her oka-“ she was cut off by you.

“Thank you for protecting me Betts, but I would love to jump the bones of that boy. We makeout yes V, but that’s all we do. Sometimes I wish he would just already slam me into the counter and ram me so  fuc-“ you stop in the middle of your sentence. You looked around as you felt your face on fire, you were blushing so hard.

“Well then, on that note. I’m going to go. Me and Joaquin are going to go down to Sweet Water River.” Kevin said as he started to pack up all his things.

“Hang on before you go I want to talk about the party I’m hosting on Saturday. It'll be at 7:00 and I want you guys. (Y/N), I’m putting you up to invite Jughead, get loose and finally do the funk with that boy.” Veronica said leaving your mouth open wide.

You take a moment to respond “Wtf, V that’s insane. You know Jug hates parties. He would never go. I think maybe me and him should just hang out at pops or something. Plus, I don’t think he wants ‘to do the funk’”

“Unacceptable, you are coming with you man as well. Come on. You need this and you know it.” You knew V was right. You really needed some fun with midterms coming up and all the stress that comes with that.

“alright. I will try to convince him. But don’t get your hopes up.” They all left leaving you in your room alone. You are actually getting excited for this. For the first time in forever.

“here, maybe this shade will fit you.” Veronica handed you a dark plum. “ or maybe you just go all natural. Considering all the kissing that will be going on.” She winked at you. “you look amazing with that dress on. I wouldn’t be surprised if Jughead jumps on top of you right when he sees you.”

“Oh god, I totally forgot! I’m wearing my granny panties!” you start to frantically search your room for you lacey ones. You pull out a pair of ripped underwear. “Shit!”

“Shoot, what are you going to do? You need to look your sexiest. And well I don’t think those will work.” V gave the underwear on the bed a dirty look. “okay, I know this might be the most disgusting thing you’ll ever think of but… here wear mine.” She starts to pull hers off under her dress.

“Stop! No, no, no I think I can just look around for some that don’t look too awful. Please. Keep them on.” You run around your room looking in every drawer when you remember something that you haven’t thought of in a while. You quickly look to Veronica. “do you remember the sophomore year you bought me those thongs.” Veronica had bought you some and so your mom didn’t find them you hid them in the floor boards. You must have forgotten them.

“Yeah, you said that you lost them. I don’t know how you did. Those were expensive.” She started trailing off while looking up at the roof.

“I just remembered where I put them! Below your feet.” You point to the floor underneath her, she starts to pull back the carpet and grabs a hold of a little box.

“Gotcha! Here you go Ms. Naughty.” She handed you a lacey hot pink thong. You quickly ran to your bathroom put them on. And added a black bra to pull it all together. You put on the dark plum lipstick, put on your heels and you were out of that house. You couldn’t wait to get in jugheads pants.

“Hey Cutie, you look nice.” You said as you entered the Andrews house. You were there to pick up your boyfriend and well, of course, Archie for Veronica.

“You look amazing as well. Better than me” Jughead replied. You couldn’t help but blush. But something came over you. You got this flash of confidence and went to his ear so Archie and Veronica couldn’t hear.

“You wouldn’t believe how much better I look underneath these clothes.” You grabbed his hand and slid it around to your ass but was interrupted by V talking to you.

“Anyways, shall we go. I want to get there before anyone else. It’s my party after all.” She walked and moved her hand to the door knob and forcefully opened it. You played of you grabbing his hand as you holding it and pushed him outside.

He turned to you and tried to walk back inside.

“You know what, what if we just stay here instead.” He said loud enough to make Veronica hear.

“not going to happen, you’re coming with us.” V says as she grabs your hand and walks off with you. “this isn’t your time to shine, it’s much better when you tease him through the party” she whispers in your ear while forcing you to the car as Archie does the same to Jughead.

Your entire plan for the night was to get Jughead hyped up for tonight, and that means basically teasing him until he breaks.

“You have arrived at my humble abode,” V says as she walks into Betty getting the decorations ready.

“Can we please get out of here, (Y/N)” jughead whispers into your ear as you walk into the apartment. Eagerness in his tone.

“Baaaabbee… come on, let’s have some fun here” you turn towards him, chest to chest and whisper in his ear. “then… well, have some fun after” you pull away from him and wink.

“This is going to be a rough night, veronica,” he says under his breath. Rolling his eyes while you pull him off into decorating.

“well, now that everyone is here let’s get this party started V says while pushing a button to play the music.

You were sitting in a loveseat with jughead while you started to tease him again. You start to rub circles on his knee. You move your hand closer to his inner thigh. He swiftly grabs your hand and pulls it in front of his face. “You think this is funny, are you trying to kill me.” You giggle at his sudden seriousness in his tone.

30 mins later and you had to strike again. You’re in the kitchen serving drinks, no one else is around so you decide to walk up to Jughead and kiss him on the cheek. He pulls up from getting the drinks. “Oh, are you making up for what happen earlier?”

“Maybe?” you say kissing him on the mouth and trailing kisses to his jawline then to his neck. He reaches to grab your hand.

“that’s it! I’m not doing this game of yours anymore.” He slams you against the counter. You squealed and squeezed your legs together hoping it would calm the pool forming between your legs. “Get in the car, were going back to your place. NOW!” you turned around walking towards the door while Jughead tells Archie that he’s taking his car back.

The night was full of firsts but none of them were regretted

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The Inquisitve Snake - Part 3 - Jughead x Reader

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It had been a few days since I had last talked to Y/N - some gentle waves in the hallway occurred but that was about it.

I did however give Ricky some pictures of the gang and me. Veronica was fine for covering for her, Archie and Kevin. Even if there was a discount. And while a club in Midvale wasn’t exactly up my alley, I knew a night out with my friends was needed. That didn’t however stop my curiosity and thoughts of Y/N.

I decided to once again ditch class - I had an idea where she’d be at least. I lead my feet to the art room that was once again mostly empty - and then I knocked on the door. She looked to the window opening and unlocked the door. Her music, albeit a little quieter than last time, once again playing. 

“Hey Jughead”, she went back to her stool, going back to her painting. I dragged a stool and brought it closer to her. 

“New painting?”, I stared at the canvas in front of me. 

“Yeah. Not sure where I’m going with it exactly but this part was in my head for a bit…did you want to draw again?”, she turned giving a slight smile. 

“Sure”. I took my jacket off and set it by my bag. She got out my paper and such, setting the bottles back up according to my drawing. 

She gave a smile. “I’m going to keep going on my painting but feel free to talk or whatever. I don’t mind”. She handed me some pencils and I leaned into the table - drawing what was in front of me. “So I saw you gave Ricky some pictures…”, it seemed for once she was questioning me. 

“Yeah. I figured Betty would want a night out of Riverdale and my friends want to tag along”. 

“Well they should be done tomorrow hopefully…”, I could tell her focus was first on the painting, her words second. 

“How do you do get that done by the way?”, my curiosity once again getting the better of me. 

She gave a small chuckle. “Well I transferred here at the start of freshmen year. And I surpassed ‘Southside Highs expectations’ of the typical student. So I just need to take some basic history class and math every year. I can technically graduate early but I honestly have nowhere to go after this. Anyway…”, she could tell she was getting off track. “Two of my periods are spent here but I’m also the office aid for the school. And well, I have certain accessibility to things to make Id’s. I have a template for the state and I just make them here. I never know when I can get in there alone though”. 

“Wow. So you’re like a genius huh?”. 

She laughed. “Maybe just for this school but I wouldn’t go THAT far”. 

I gave a small cackle. After that, a small amount of pause lasted over the room. She was focused on her painting while I maintained my eyes to the drawing and bottles in front of me. Although, I wouldn’t care to admit that my focus wasn’t solely on my drawing. 

After a little while, I decided to finally focus on a thought that had brought me to the room initially. “You should come”. My voice was trying to remain steady.

“Hmm? Come to what?”, she peered out of the side of her canvas as it had been evident that she didn’t have any thoughts on me. 

“To Midvale. We’re going to a club”. Honestly, I wasn’t all that excited about going to a club. 

“Um…I wouldn’t want to impose. That and going to a club isn’t really my thing. Drinking is fine and all, I’m just not big on dancing”. 

I chuckled. “You think it’s my thing?” She gave a soft giggle - and genuinely I was getting enamored by her laugh. 

“Hey now. I’ve been told not to judge a Serpent by his jacket. For all I know, you are quite the dancing queen”. She gave a smirk to me, knowing I was turning back to face her. 

I laughed to follow the jest. “Not a dancer. But in all sincerity you should come, new friends and all that”. 

She gave a soft sigh. “I don’t exactly make friends easily…”. A nervous tone came from her voice. 

“You’d be helping me not being dragged out to the dance floor as much”, I was guilting her now. 

She gave a small huff, “okay okay, I’ll come”. 

“Will you need a ride?”, I looked back behind me and noticed that she was approaching the sink - once again washing out a brush. 

She set her brush down, now wiping her hands with a towel. “I can take care of myself Jughead”. She gave thought. “You may not want to wear that in Midvale”, she pointed to my jacket. “Might give too much hint that you’re from out of town”. 

I pondered for a moment. “Thanks for the tip. So…Saturday?” 

She smiled. A face I was noticing lit up a little more each time I encountered her. “Yeah okay, you’ve convinced me. I really should get out more anyway”. 

I set my pencil down and handed her my phone. She arched an eyebrow - “to tell you where and when we’ll be there”. She took the phone and put her number in, coming closer to hand it back. 

She walked up behind me and looked at my progress. “This is getting to be great. I like how you fragmented the glass. Fairly surreal”. 

I arched my head back and gave a smile. “Thanks. I think I like drawing”. 

“Here. Hold on”. She went to a cabinet and rifled through some shelves. Then she went to a bookshelf and grabbed something. She handed me both a book and a small blank sketchbook. “You can keep the pencils. I have a ton anyway. When you see something you like, draw it the way you see it. And this is a book on surrealist artists. I think you’ll like it - give you some inspiration”. She gave a smile. 

“Thanks”, I felt as if I was surely smiling too hard but she really was genuine in her words. 

Something was too different about her to not find alluring. Just as last time - we both began to put everything in their rightful place and began to leave the room. She once again gave a soft wave as she walked to her next class. A sense of guilt once again washed over me - as I felt that I was to excited for Saturday night. 

*roaring music* 

“What?!?!?”. 

“I said I’m going to sit at the bar!”. I shouted to Archie. He gave a slight nod as he, Veronica and Kevin made their way to the dance floor. Betty accompanied me to a stool. “You really do look great”, I gave a kiss to Betty’s neck while she gave a smile in appreciation. She was wearing something a little out of place for her - Veronica’s clothing if I had ever had to guess. A tight black dress with a shoulder detail and an opened back. I held her close. “You want to go dance with them?” 

She gave a gentle nod. “You good here? I know this isn’t your thing…”. She bit her lip slightly. I definitely could never handle how gorgeous the beautiful blonde was. 

“Don’t worry about me”. I gave a small smile and she gave a peck to my cheek. She was off to find the rest of our friends. I sat there for a little bit, playing with my rum and coke. I still wasn’t a big drinker but something was better than nothing to partake in. 

“Come here often?”, I heard a familiar laugh and turned. There stood Y/N. Wearing some tight black jeans and a rather loose fitting top. Nothing all too different than the typical t-shirt and jeans I would usually see her in. 

She took the seat next to me at the bar. “White Russian please”. She caught the attention of the bartender quite quickly, flashing her ID. She looked at me gently, “didn’t take you for a button up type of guy”. 

 I laughed and took a sip. “It’s my friends Archie’s”. 

She nodded. “They all on the dance floor?” She somewhat peered up as if she was looking for Betty herself. 

“Yep. Told you I wasn’t a dancer”. The bartender set her drink in front of her. “So what is that?”. 

“Not a cocktail drinker eh? It’s vodka, Kahlua and cream. Sweet tasting but still packs a punch”. She reached over the bar and grabbed another small straw. She handed it to me as well as her drink. 

I took a sip. “Huh. I actually kind of like that”. 

“Stick around and I’ll share my knowledge”. She took the drink back - our fingers slightly touching and I couldn’t help but feel a soft tingle during the touch. She took the glass and began to take a drink. 

“I went through all of that art book you gave me”. A shy smile upon my face. 

“Oh yeah?”, her voice went up a little as the newest song was louder than the last. “What did you think?” 

“Honestly you were right. I very much like the whole surrealist movement. There’s something a little broken about it - a different view on everyday things”.

“Exactly! It’s how the artist sees something and surrealism really displays the unconsciousness with a dream like mold between ‘typical and abnormal’. She lit up - this was definitely a subject that she held dear. 

“So what’s the next movement you’d introduce me too?”, my question came out more coy than part of me intended. Another part of me just felt it as a natural response. 

She laughed. “Well while I would love to introduce you to Dadism - I don’t know if you’re ready for that just yet”. I gave a smile - one that was soon interrupted.

“Juggie! You should get out there man!”, Archie quickly put his arm over my shoulder and then looked at me oddly when he realized I was talking to a girl. I felt a little embarrassed. “Who’s your friend?”, Archie’s focus went to Y/N. 

“Y/N. I know Jughead from school”, without any fear, Y/N pushed her hand forward to Archie. “I’m how you got in here”, her voice came out quieter. 

“Ah. You a serpent?” 

She shook her head. “I just have business with them”, she set her drink down and once again caught the attention of the bartender. 

“Ronnie sent me to get drinks, go dance with Betty!”. I looked to Y/N and gave a reluctant smile. “I’ll be back”. 

She nodded with a new drink in hand, “tell her I say hi”. 

Y/N’s POV 

I felt Archie’s eyes look at me with a little bit of a glare. As if he was protecting Jughead. 

He hadn’t even told his friends that he had invited me. Maybe he was embarrassed by who I was as a person. 

I sat there drink in hand thinking how to start a conversation with the red haired ginger in front of me. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that this night wasn’t what I thought it was going to be.

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Something Off

Kevin Khatchadourian x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1585 words

Warnings: none for this part

Summary: Reader has a strange pen pal who all of a sudden wants to meet her, and against her better judgement...the reader agrees. 

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Very few people in the world knew Kevin Khatchadourian like you and he preferred it that way. He could control when he talked to you, what you knew about him, and what you didn't. All he had to do was log on to his computer and in a matter of a few key strokes-he was in touch with you.

It had started much more sporadically, with Kevin messaging you only a few times, but before long he was emailing you every morning. The emails turned into texts after he'd gotten your number, then phone calls every night before he went to sleep.

Sometimes, though this happened rarely, Kevin even wanted to face time you to talk over particularly stressful day. You were his outlet, where he could go when he had nothing else. He looked forward to talking with you and had grown pretty attached.

You'd have no trouble admitting that you enjoyed him too and liked the rush that went through you every time his name flashed on your phone screen or popped up in your email.

...But, you knew there was something off about him.

It would have been impossible not to know that after all this time, you simply didn't care. You could try to reason it somehow, if you tried. You could have spouted some bullshit about all people having their own drawbacks and challenges-but that would be a lie.

You liked talking to Kevin because there was something wrong with him, something off in his head. He often told you about fantasies and ideas he often had. He was always calm when addressing his thoughts and didn't seem bothered in the slightest by what was pouring out of his mouth.

There was something about him, something you just couldn't seem to shake and before long-you were just as obsessed with being in touch with Kevin as he was with you.

It was crazy, you knew that. You'd never seen him in person or even considered meeting him in real life but that didn't change the fact that you couldn't stop thinking about him.

"Hey Kev-What's up?" you wondered, your voice casual. It was clear you'd started a conversation like this a thousand times. There was no concern for what he could say, or would. At this point, nothing would shock you.

For a second he didn't say or do a single thing, just thinking over what he wanted to say. He'd been feeling a lot of different things lately but how much did he want to let you in on?

If Kevin did the things he was planning and got caught, which he would, there was a good chance he'd never get a chance to meet you in person.

He needed to know you and the only way he could do that now would be finding a way to get you to meet him in person.

Actually convincing you wouldn't be a problem at all for Kevin because over the time you two had been talking, he'd learned a fair amount about you too.

"Will you meet me somewhere?" he asked, his words making your blood run cold. You wanted to meet him more than anything else in the world but you also knew you had to be careful.

Just because you didn't think Kevin would hurt you-didn't mean that he couldn't. There was no way for you to know what Kevin's turn intentions were.

Even still, you hummed. "What do you want to meet?" you question was innocent enough and didn't mean all that much...to anyone other than Kevin.

It was an allowance. You weren't completely afraid of him and he was getting what he wanted.

"I'll send you the address, just meet me there in an hour" with that, he hung up, leaving the line completely dead.

You paused for only a moment-listening to the dead line. All you could think about was what Kevin could possibly need to see you in person for. There had never been a sense of urgency between you before and it had really come out of the blue.

Against your better judgement; however, you got in your car and drove to the location Kevin had sent you. It was a building you weren't all that familiar with in a nice residential area.

It didn't take very long at all for you to realize that this must have been Kevin's childhood home. It was large and off-white with a huge green backyard.

Had you known nothing, you may have even called it a nice place. Slowly you reached over to retrieve your iPhone and checked to see if Kevin had left another message.

There was only one...In a band across your lock-screen, under a number you'd come to know as Kevin's was a single word.

Backyard.

That could have meant a million different things but rather than think about it anymore, you headed that way.

No sooner than you did, you saw someone standing in the yard. It was a boy, no older than you, standing with a bow in hand. He didn't seem to see you though because his attention was poised fully on the target in front of him.

You were sure that this figure was Kevin. He stood in a confident stance, showing you just how tall and lanky he really was...even at this distance. "Kevin!" You called out, an element of question still in your voice though you were positive that this was your Kevin Khatchadourian.

At the mention of his name, the man in question turned toward you, a near smile on his face. Without a single word he waved you over beckoning you closer to where he was already waiting like a predator after his prey.

As you neared him, you could see all the details of his face that you couldn't have placed until now. He had jet black hair that fell slightly in his face as he moved and there was a glint of fire in his eyes. It was a dull burning that filled you with curiosity.

There was just something about Kevin that you couldn't leave alone even if you knew you should. He was even more captivating in person then he ever had been before.

"I was worried you wouldn't show up" he commented, setting down his bow to focus all his attention on you. You could tell he was taking in your appearance just as you'd done with him a few moments earlier.

You wouldn't have been surprised if he was disappointed not that he'd ever tell you that. There was no way in the world to know what Kevin was thinking-he just had such a blank expression covering his handsome face.

Against your every instinct, you laughed. "I told you, I'd be here" you reasoned, Kevin had made it abundantly clear that he was worried you would decide not to come see him. Kevin clearly had some very important reason for needing to see you now.

That brought a smile to his face. "That you did" he hummed, reached out to take your hand in his. The look in his eyes when he looked at you, in this moment, was one you would never be able to forget...especially after what followed.

"I'm going to do something bad, and people are going to get hurt" it was so matter of fact and shocking. Kevin's words sent a chill all the way up your spine, but you weren't afraid.

You wanted to know more but even now, you weren't afraid.

"What do you mean Kevin? What's going on?" It was so odd how things changed. In another person's eyes, someone far away, it may have looked like a young couple having fun and spending time together...but oh, how wrong they would be.

Because you and Kevin were not a couple and you certainly weren't having fun. You, for the most part, were worried and it was written all over your face.

Kevin could see it and it was funny for him. The two of you had only just met but he could tell this was going to be a whole lot of fun for him until it ended. "I don't want you to worry about it Y/N, I just wanted to meet you in case I wouldn't get the chance again for a while" he smirked, setting his bow down in the grass at his feet.

You didn't want to allow it, or leave it at that but Kevin wasn't really giving you any other choice. All you could think about was what was going on in this moment. You didn't know how you felt about this man or anything he was telling you for that matter.

All you knew was that you couldn't stop being captivated by him. You just had no idea what was going to go on around you, but it wasn't exactly like Kevin was going to give you anything anyway.

"Well I'm glad you and I could meet up then, its nice to know who I've been talking to all this time" you laughed, thinking about all those late nights you spent typing away on your computer, bonding with some stranger over email.

The rest of the day went off without a hitch, with Kevin teaching you how to shoot his bow and arrow and cracking jokes all evening. It was as if the two of you had been friends all your lives, but you still couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible was going to happen.