#whoever sent this- I really hope you aren't a follower of mine

[theheroand]

The Dazzlings are sisters. Don't ship them together.

hey, can you show me some proof of this being true? nothing in the movie says that they're related, and I haven't found any other information saying this. I want to hear you out and if need be, fix this, but I can't do that if I don't have any evidence.

[halsteadlover]

𝐈 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞

*Gif not mine credits to the owner of this pic*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader.

• Requested by anon: Hii, i really love your jay halstead imagines, could you please do one like reader & jay are married and both from intelligence and will calls them bc the baby of a patient who is a a huge drug dealer and they need someone who keep the baby safe from a gang and jay sees how good the reader is with babies and reader sees how jay is w the baby and both get baby fever.

• Warnings: slight mention of drug dealing, gunshot and child abuse.

• Word count: 3879.

• A/N: There will be a day when I'll be satisfied with my work but this is not the day 💀 to whoever sent me this request I'm really sorry for how this turned out, I hope it's not that bad, I honestly don't know how to deal with kids so I did my best to write this 😭. As usual thank you so much to everyone who spends time to read my works, I love all of you seriously. Stay safe out there 💞.

It was never easy to be in a relationship with your coworker. At the very beginning you didn't even want to be in one, to be with someone, you liked to be alone. But your whole thinking changed when you met Jay Halstead. You and Jay worked together at Intelligence and it didn't take much time for both of you to eventually fall for each other. But, like you said, it wasn't always easy, especially at the beginning when you had to hide from Voight and his ‘no relationships in this house rule’. But five years passed by and you were now Mrs Halstead.

It was a normal day at the district and you were at your desk filling out your latest arrest report. You felt observed and you looked up only to notice the hungry look with which your husband was looking at you from his desk. Even after five years you couldn't help but blush from the way he looked at you.

“Stop it” you mouthed, knowing exactly the meaning of that look. A grin appeared on Jay's lips, which he tried to mask by taking a sip of his coffee.

“You are so hot” he muttered in return, chuckling at your reaction. You both loved how, even after all these years, you continued to tease each other. The desire and lust was so evident between you and Jay, you both knew that if you could you'd have already torn your clothes off.

It was almost lunchtime when Jay's cell phone rang. It was Will, informing his brother that he had to go to Med's due to the arrival of a shooting victim.

“Halstead and Y/LN you go” Voight had ordered as soon as Jay had informed him. You quickly grabbed your jacket and then walked with Jay out of the district.

Jay was driving the car as usual, not that you minded as it was the perfect opportunity to watch him drive. You couldn't deny it, he was so incredibly hot, his gaze focused on the road. His left hand was resting on the steering wheel while the other was squeezing your thigh as he always did when he was driving. Your fingers caressed his hand and you couldn't help but feel happy, it might seem stupid but even those simple gestures made you feel at peace.

“Hi guys here, follow me” Will said as soon as he saw you and Jay approach him.

“How is he now?” you asked while walking behind your brother-in-law.

“He is in surgery right now. A bullet punctured his abdominal aorta and he suffered profuse blood loss, Rhodes is doing everything he can to repair the aorta but there aren't many chances he'll survive” Will explained. You arrived in front of the room and you wide opened your eyes as soon as you saw the amount of blood on the clot, on the floor. It looked like a tornado had crossed the room.

Will took two different plastic bags, one containing the victim's clothes and another his personal affections. “This is why I wanted you to come.”

As soon as Jay grabbed the bag, you immediately understood the reason for Will's words. There were some sachets that appeared to be pure cocaine. At a guess they had to be at least 100 grams.

“Damn” Jay said “These will be worth at least ten thousand dollars.”

Jay handed you the plastic bag and you couldn't help but notice the logo on the coke sachets, a logo you would have recognized anywhere. “Jay look.”

You both exchanged glances, Jay muttering a “Fuck” under his breath.

“Care to explain?” Will asked, not understanding.

“The victim is a member of the Latin Kings, one of Chicago's most dangerous gangs. We've been on their trail for months,” Jay said.

“Where did the paramedics find him Will?” you asked.

“Near Oak Park.”

“It's their dealing territory, it could've been a badly finished delivery” you supposed.

“There's one more thing you should see” Will said, nodding to follow him. You and Jay exchanged another glance, neither of you having any idea what it was. You only understood this when you arrived at the door of the break room. “More than something I'd say someone” spoke Will, pointing to the room.

You gave him a confused look. “There's no one here.”

“What he...” Will said, interrupting himself to look in the break room only to realize that you were right “He was there until a minute ago!”

“Who are you talking about?” Jay asked, looking at his brother like he was crazy.

“There was a kid here, the paramedics found him near the man who got shot,” Will answered looking around trying to find the child “For fucks sake!”

“Calm down,” you said “Let's split and find him, I don't think he managed to sneak out without anyone noticing.”

It was you who found the baby, he was in fact hiding under the bed of an empty room. He was laying on the floor, in fetal position like he was trying to protect himself. You felt your heart tighten at that sight, his body was shivering and it was clear he was scared to death.

“Hi I'm Y/N I work for the Chicago Police” you started talking as you sat on the floor “What's your name buddy?”.

The baby didn't answer. “I know you're scared right now but you're safe, whatever happened can't hurt you anymore”.

Still silence.

“You want to see my badge?” you asked “So you can see yourself I'm one of the good guys, I won't hurt you I promise.”

You took your badge off your belt and slowly handed it to the baby. He looked up at you from under the bed and then looked at the badge, hesitantly grabbing it with his little hand.

“I swear I'm here to protect you, I won't let anything happen to you.” you said with calm and soft voice “You want to get out from there? You can sit here while we talk.”

He looked at you for about three second like he was trying to study you, to know if he was able to trust you. You gave him a small smile before moving slightly away from the bed, still sitting on the ground. “Here... I'll stay right there, I won't do anything unless you tell me to.”

The baby slowly crawled out, sitting up while he still had your badge in his tiny hands. Your stomach tightened as you looked at him better. He must've been no more than six years old, but he was so skinny he looked even less. He had dark circles under his brown eyes, his cheeks slightly sunken. What the hell happened to that child? What kind of human being had allowed a child to fall into these conditions?

“You want anything to drink or to eat?” you asked. He nodded. God, he must've been so hungry.

“You want to come with me to get something?” you noticed how he frowned “I won't let anyone dangerous come near you I promise, you're safe with me.”

“I know you are so scared right now, you don't trust anyone and you have every right to do it but I swear on my life I'll protect you.”

He stared at you for a moment and you swore you literally felt your heart break when you saw a tear slide down his cheek. Slowly, without making sudden movements, you approached him, reaching out to him.

“It's okay I promise, it's okay” you whispered. He started shaking the moment your hand touched his cheek and you were about to withdraw it when he squeezed your hand with his. You smiled and gently wiped his tears with your fingers.

“You are safe now”. He nodded imperceptibly.

To your surprise the baby stretched out his small arms towards you, hugging you as he still held your badge. You tried to hold back your tears at that gesture and you squeezed him in return. You stood up and he plunged his head into the hollow of your neck while he continued to hold you so tightly as if he were afraid you'd let him go.

“I'm not going anywhere, I'm here with you.”

You stood there for a few minutes, gently rocking him in your arms and stroking his hair, just to get him used to the new sensation and let him know that he could really trust you.

“It's okay honey, it's okay, I'm here with you now. You are safe I swear,” you whispered “Tell me when you are ready to go out okay? Only when you are ready”.

He didn't answer but tears kept flowing from his eyes. You let him vent but kept whispering sweet words to him as you noticed they made him a little bit better.

“You want to tell me what's your name buddy?” you asked after noticing he had stopped crying.

“Jackson” he whispered so quietly you almost didn't hear him.

“That's a really beautiful name Jackson.”

In that same moment Jay walked into the room, letting out a sigh of relief to see that the baby was in your arms. Jackson snapped his gaze at Jay, a look of terror on his face as soon as he saw him.

“Hey, hey, it's okay he works with me, he's a cop too” you said immediately “He has a badge like mine. His name is Jay.”

“Oh yeah look buddy” Jay said as he slowly walked towards you and Jackson. He grabbed his badge which was around his neck and showed Jackson. As soon as the baby saw the badge he visibly calmed down. He rested his head on you shoulder again, making Jay slightly smile. “You are safe with us I promise.”

“I have to go back to the district” Jay said, his attention now on you.

You nodded. “Sure, I'll stay with Jackson.”

“Be careful please. Call me if you need something.”

“You too. I love you.” you whispered earning from Jay a beautiful smile. He approached you and gave you a kiss on your lips. “I love you too baby.”

“Bye Jackson, see you soon buddy. Treat her well.” he joked, making Jackson chuckle even if he wasn't looking at Jay.

You waved at Jay before watching him go out the room.

“So what's your favorite food Jackson?”.

“McDonald,” he whispered as if he was afraid to answer you.

“Guess what you're gonna eat then?”.

He snapped his head up, now looking at you, his eyes that twinkled with hope. “Really?”

“Of course!”.

“My dad never took me there, only few times.”

Your heart tighten at these words. “Well I'll certainly take you”.

You and Jackson went to McDonald's and you couldn't help but smile watching Jackson so happy as he enjoyed his food. Poor baby, who knows for how long he hadn't eaten a full meal.

After both of you ate, you took Jackson to the mall. Maybe you got carried away a little too much as he was now full of games and toys you bought him. He didn't mind tho, they seemed to be a nice distraction.

You texted Jay saying you were going home with Jackson and you were now sitting on the floor while you were playing with him. You didn't know why but you felt so protective towards that baby. During your time together, Jackson told you about his life, how his mom died when was just a year old and how his father - the now dead gunshot victim - treated him. He talked with you about how his father used to beat him, take him with him during drug delivers. How was that possible? How could someone treat a child like this? Unfortunately you knew that the Latin Kings' member were known for being heartless bastards, of course they wouldn't care about their own child.

When Jay got home it was about 9 pm. He found one of the sweetest scenes he had ever witnessed, which made him smile widely. He found you sitting on the couch, your back resting on the backrest and your arms wrapped protectively around Jackson. He, on the other hand, had his head resting on your chest, his left arm surrounding your waist. Jackson was sleeping, his chest rising and falling slowly. He looked so peaceful, like nothing could hurt him and Jay knew it was thanks to you. When he looked at you he noticed that you too had your eyes closed. That position seemed particularly uncomfortable but he knew you'd rather sleep like that than move Jackson and risk waking him up.

He didn't even realize he was standing there watching you sleep. God you were so beautiful. The feeling it gave him to see both you and Jackson asleep, the baby curled up next to you, was something Jay had never felt before.

He silently approached you, being careful not to step on the toys thrown on the ground. He chuckled as he saw the amount of games and toys, it was so typical of you to buy so much stuff. These would've been enough of an army of children.

Jay leaned over you, making sure not to wake Jackson up, and gently stroking your hair and giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead. He felt so lucky to have such a beautiful person by his side, he sometimes couldn't even believe you were his wife.

Even though Jay had done the possible not to wake you up, your eyes suddenly widened and you spontaneously put your hand on the holster of your gun.

“Hey, hey... Baby it's me, it's okay” Jay whispered. You calmed down immediately as soon as you saw him, your features visibly relaxed. You ran a hand over your face. “You scared the shit out of me,” you whispered. You looked down at Jackson, a sigh of relief escaped your lips when you saw him still sleeping. You stroked his hair, and in the same exact moment Jay felt his stomach do a flip.

“I'm sorry sweetheart, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry I wake you up,” he said, sitting right next to you.

You gave him a kiss on his lips, smiling. “It's okay babe, I'm glad you're here.”

“How is he?” he spoke in a low voice, his fingers now caressing your cheek.

“It's not easy...” you sighed “But he's very strong.”

“You are amazing with him, he trusts you.”

Before you were able to answer, Jackson began to stir on the sofa, his body writhing. Jay was about to go to get up to wake him up but you stopped him by raising your hand.

You turned to Jackson, with a worried and pained expression on your face.

“Hey, hey, Jackson wake up... Wake up buddy,” you kept saying, as you gently touched Jackson by the shoulders to wake him up. He screamed, suddenly opening his eyes and looking around, scared to death.

God, it was heartbreaking to see that poor child suffer like this.

“Shh baby, I'm here. Come here.” Jackson didn't have it repeated twice and sat on your lap, resting his head on your shoulder, his arms around your neck. You held him tight, one hand on the baby's head as you stroked his hair.

“It's okay honey, I'm here with you, he won't hurt you anymore,” you kept whispering to him as you cradled him in his arms, the baby still crying.

“Hey, look at me” you said to him and he raised his head, looking at you “You're safe okay? It was just a bad dream, it wasn't real,” you wiped his tear-wet cheeks with your finger.

Jay felt his heart open into an abyss with every minute that passed as he watched you try to calm Jackson down.

You wrapped your arms protectively around Jackson's little body again as you stroked his hair while continuing to whisper sweet words to comfort him. From time to time you gave him a little kiss on the head.

“It's okay, honey,” you kept whispering, until Jackson calmed down. “He won't hurt you anymore”. He was no longer crying but his body was still trembling with sobs. Jackson wasn't used to those gestures at all, he hadn't received his mother's love sadly, the father, well, that was who he was, but he felt good, safe with you.

Jay had never felt so helpless as he was then, but seeing how you handled the situation and how you managed to calm the baby down, God, it was more beautiful than he ever imagined. The light you had in your eyes as you looked at Jackson and held him close to you was a light Jay had never seen and that was the moment he started wondering what it would be like if the baby you were hugging was your son. It wasn't the first time he thought of a family, of course, but that was the first time he could really imagine it, see it in the not too distant future.

Another time passed and Jackson managed to calm. “I want to play with Legos.”

“Sure buddy” you answered before he got up and sat on the floor, starting to play with his toys.

“What's your favourite Lego?” Jay asked as he sat on the floor next to Jackson. He gave him a skeptical look, not answering. He didn't trust Jay. “My favourite is Lego Space, the Saturn V Apollo one. God, it's amazing!”

You chuckled as you looked at Jay trying to make friends with Jackson, he was so cute.

“Mine is Lego Pirates” Jackson answered as he returned to play.

“Uh that's a good one too” Jay said “I bet your favourite is Barracuda Bay, isn't it?”

Jackson's eyes snapped to Jay, looking at him disconcert as if he was wondering how he had known. You repressed a laugh, knowing damn well It was just a lucky guess.

“Yes... We didn't find it in the store that's why Y/N bought me this,” Jackson said “How did you know?”

“Because I can read minds buddy, you want me to tell what you're thinking right now?”

“Let's see.”

Jay put two fingers to each temple slightly squeezed his eyes as if he was really trying to read his mind. “I bet you're hungry and you want something to eat.”

Ironically at that very moment, Jackson's stomach started to grumble, which made his cheeks red with embarassment. You and Jay shared a small laugh before you got up.

“I'll go make dinner then, what do you want to eat?”

“I highly disagree Jackson, you could die of poisoning” Jay said making him laugh. You grabbed a pillow from the couch and threw it against Jay, trying to hide your laugh as he gave you a smirk.

“Shut up I wasn't talking to you,” you said pointing a finger at him. Jay raised his hands in surrender as he and Jackson continued to giggle “And you better not saying anything else or you'll sleep on the couch”.

“I won't I promise” Jay said, simulating a zip closing gesture, still smiling.

“So what do you want Jackson?” you asked, your attention now on the baby who was still laughing as he looked at you and Jay.

“Can I have some pasta?” he asked with a puppy face that was impossible for you to resist.

“Of course honey, you can wait here while I cook. I give you permission to beat him if he says something bad,” you said pointing with your head at your husband.

“Hey!”.

“I promise I will” Jackson laughed. You gave him a wink before going to the kitchen.

“Does her cooking really suck?” he asked, looking at Jay.

Jay laughed. “Absolutely not, her cooking is amazing you'll find out soon buddy.”

“Why did you tell her it sucks?”

“I was just kidding, I like to tease her.”

“But why?”.

“Because it's funny.”

Jackson shrugged slightly. “I guess you're right it's funny... Do you like her?”.

Jay laughed. “That I like her is an understatement.”

A confused expression appeared on Jackson's face. “What do you mean?”.

“It means that I like her a lot.”

“Does she like you too?”.

“I hope she does or it means I shouldn't have married her” Jay answered.

“Oh so you're together?”.

“Yes, she's my wife”.

“Why did you marry her?”.

“Because I love her so much, more than anything else in the world”.

“I don't understand.”

“You'll get it once you'll grow up buddy.”

“Does it mean you two kiss?”.

“Yeah sometimes.”

“Ew” Jackson said, a disgusted look on his face that made Jay laugh “I will never kiss anyone in my life.”

“Oh yeah I used to say this too.”

Jay and Jackson continued to talk while they both played with Legos. Jay never imagined he could be so comfortable with a child, considering he barely knew him and he felt he was very good with children.

“Dinner's ready!” you exclaimed from the kitchen as soon as you finished cooking. You received no answer so you decided to go back in the living room but stopped as soon as you saw them laughing their asses off while lying on the ground. You felt your heartbeat increase as you looked at the way Jay was interacting with Jackson, a flock of butterflies in your stomack. Damn and that baby fever wasn't helping either.

Saying goodbye to Jackson was harder than you thought. The rest of your team managed to find his aunt, who lived in New York and agreed to take care of him. You promised Jackson that you'd be there if he needed it and he could always call you or Jay. Even Jay was sad about saying goodbye to Jackson even though he tried not to show it. Damn, that child asked so many question, but he really liked him.

“I want one.” Jay suddenly said while both of you were lying on the bed. You were cuddling when you heard these words. You raised your head to give him a confused look.

“What do you mean?”.

“I want a baby.”

Jay almost laughed at the way you looked at him, as if a second head had popped up. “Are you serious?”

“Yes. I've been thinking about it for a while now and seeing you with Jackson... I don't know, just confirmed it to me. After all, we've been married for almost eight months, we should start to think about have a family.”

“But ... Are you sure? We both have dangerous jobs what if...” Jay raised his hand and stroked your cheek, a smile on his lips as he looked at you.

“Never been so sure in my life. I love you Y/N and I want a family with you, I'm sure you'd be a great mom.”

“I think you'd be a great dad too.”

A huge smile appeared on Jay's lips, a smile that alone he would light up a room. “Does this mean...?”

“Yes, I want one too...”

Jay didn't let you finish the sentence as he pressed his lips to yours, in a deep and passionate kiss, and there was no doubt what his intentions were.

I guess we'll make a baby tonight then.

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Little Red Elf

Thor X Reader

3174 words

This is longer than intended and quite different than requested and I have no excuse than my lack of discipline but I hope this is good enough

You are seriously thinking about investing on a security camera.

No, it wasn't that you were worried about being robbed. It's was being, 'gifted'.

In an almost daily basis, different items would make it's way to your doorstep. Black roots, hyacinth, hellebores, poppies and other herbs that would usually not grow around the area. It was nice, that was the first thought you had. You were no Circe, the great witch of Aiaia, but such ingredients could and did help greatly with your draughts. So as much as this occurrence should startle you, you brushed it off as the doing of one of your friends working for Lord Osanyin who would usually send you samples of anything new. You figured business was just doing better than usual for her to give you this much.

Two weeks, it continued on. When you rise for the day, there would be a neatly placed bundle of herbs or plant on your front steps. Always perfectly centered. And for two weeks, you accepted each and everything in such giddiness.

That is until you until today.

"I haven't been given you anything, (y/n)," She turned away from the selves she was organizing and continued, "it's been pretty busy lately for the last month with the arrival of new supply from Asia."

Her answer gave you a sudden feeling of uneasiness.

"Then who," your voice trailed, dragging the weariness and alert in the air. Your friend was quick to catch the shift of your mood.

"But think about it," she placed the bottle she was holding and walked towards you, "those herbs are rare and what are the chances of a random miscreant obtaining it?"

It eased your nerves a bit to hear her words.

"Or maybe, you finally have an admirer even if your always holed up in your home!"

She laughed at the jesting glare you sent.

"Like you're any better, cat lady."

"Hey! Having four cats does not count as being a cat lady!"

"Sure, whatever you say."

You shared a laugh, the tension thinning out. After saying a few words, she went back to the counter to pack the herbs that you bought, the reason why you were there in the first place.

"You bought quite a lot. What is it for anyway?"

"Loki wanted some draughts to "bring entertainment around this damn boring halls", his words not mine."

She laughed, commenting how it sounded just like him. She handed you the carefully packed products, with a small purple ribbon tied on the basket as she always did for you.

Just as you're about to leave she called out.

"If you're still disturb about the whole mysterious gifts, why don't you try staying up to see who it is?" You thanked her for her suggestion and concern and with a wave, headed back home.

To say the least, her suggestion was not very successful.

After you went home, you got started on the ordered draughts and by the time the moon greeted the sky, your eyes were already heavy. Being stubborn, you stayed sitting in your kitchen, chair facing the window to see if anyone or anything would past by.

The minutes were slow and before you knew it, the sun has reclaimed its place. And there was yet another gift. A freshly uprooted crab apple tree that barely passes as an adult. How in the world did they get this one?

Another week fast approached and the gifts arrived just as fast. Cornel bark, elecampane, silver fir, the list goes on. Each night, you attempt to desperately stay awake to catch but a glimpse would always end up with you succumbing to sleep. It didn't matter if it was for hours or a mere minute, by the moment your eyelids flutter open, it was already there. Perfectly centered as always, in an almost mocking way.

"You missed us again", you could hear the ridicule from it.

As days flutter, the gifts and your frustrations would only intensify. One time it was antlers from a dear Australia. The other day it was the tusk of a bore. Yesterday it was the blood of steed. The last one made you panic a bit, but thankfully in came only in a small vial. It eased your nerves, albeit slightly that the animal was minimally harmed.

You tried sleeping in the morning so that so that you could roam at night. But when you rise from your chair for a drink or to go the toilet, the sneaky bastard have already placed another gift. You went as far as sitting on your doorstep for the whole night, but even that didn't help. The gift was on your window.

You were at your wits end with this "Persistent Santa" shenanigans (it was your friend who called them that. It was that or creepy-pile-of-dung-that-had-to-much-time). Whoever they were, they are good.

You sighed tiredly again, the dark bags proving Your fruitless efforts.

"Wow, you look miserable!" You silently snapped at the voice, too sleepy to argue but to proud to ignore it. His laugh was laugh, always happy to see others demise.

"Just give me the money, Loki." You impatiently thrust the basket full of draughts to him, eager to leave and maybe sleep for a few days.

"Aren't you greedy." The more he teases you, the more punching him right in the face became an increasingly good option. As if reading your voice, he raised his hands in mock surrender.

" I would pay you, but," he dragged his voice as floated closer to you, "I dont have my money right now. And the old man is calling me so can you wait a few minutes for me?" He smiled, oh-so-mockingly sweet at you.

A tomato would have been jealous of the tint of your check. The itching call for violence is now an unignorable howler. But before you can give in, the god of mischief is already pushing you into one of the rooms, claiming your silence as agreement. In a blink, you were in a well decorated room. The walls were cream in color and golden leaves decorated the corners. Threre were shelves of book against one side of the wall and-

"Wait a minute." Snapping out of your trance, you shouted, voice filled with vile, "Loki!"

But sadly, it came too late and the door have already been shut and only his feint mocking voice telling "enjoy!" Was heard from the other side.

You could sighed, pity for your own predicament. Moving towards one of the shelves with a colorful string of curse words following, you might sa well entertain yourself with something. The books were more old, and probably cost more than your soul. Each one was placed neat and organized, neither a speck or spot of dust could be seen. But one particular book caught your eye.

With a gentle finger, you traced the gold imprints on its spine.

Herbs, Medicine and Witchcraft

Unlike everything else, this one book was placed different. It was pulled slightly forward, as if recently placed back but someone else other than the organizer. When you pull it out, you also noticed the small, almost miniscule dirt on its cover. But other than that, it was nothing special.

"I didn't think they'll have this kind of book."

You sat down and flipped on a random page. It was filled with information about different plants that can be used for both medicine and, surprisingly witchcraft. It included their typical use, characteristics, side effects and their locations. And it was very specific too.

"I wonder if I can borrow this."

Page upon page was flipped, despite the fascination dwelling in you, drowsiness became unbearable. It was just so quiet and peaceful here. Maybe a few minutes won't hurt, right?

"Loki will be there for a while anyway. Might as well." Your reasoning seemed to make sense with your tired eyes and you rest your head. Not even bothered by the fact that you used the book as your pillow.

It'll just be few minutes anyway.

It wasn't a few minutes.

Slowly, your eyelids fluttered as consciousness begin to come back. You sighed contently, that nap certainly helped with your mood. You buried your nose deeper into the soft cloth you leaned on and inhaled. It smelled like fresh lilacs and the sun.

Wait, cloth?

You lifted your head and saw, indeed there was a neatly folded cloth on the place of the book. It was pale apricot, almost faded white and now that you are looking properly, it was a short robe?

"I starting to think you were not going to wake up."

Do you know the sound of a startled walrus with a respiratory disease? Imagine that, but worse. That how you sounded as you whipped your head in surprise to the voice. Right beside you was the god of thunder himself, Thor. The difference in size between him and the chair he was resting on was almost comical. You would have laughed if it wasn't for the fact you want to live a longer.

"He-hello Thor-sama." Damnit, what did you stutter?

He casted his eyes sideways to acknowledge your greeting, glacing right back into reading afterwards.

Looking yourself, it was then you noticed the book he was reading was the one you were previously sleeping on.

"It didn't seem like you were using it," his voice was monotone as for usual, "aside as a pillow, that is."

Ahh, the sheer pleasure of being swallowed by the ground right now would be nice.

"Ah! That- I! Yes..." You simply stared at your lap instead, fist clenched tightly on top. Better to stay quiet that to embarrass yourself further.

Thor was in between being an acquaintance and  a work friend. Neither of you talked much, aside from greetings and small talk but was more than used to his presence with the number of times you had to deliver things to Loki, enough so that you don't have to tremble everytime you meet.

But sitting this close, in a close space, alone, this was definitely the first time.

And it'll be the last if you're not careful.

The silence was suffocating, for you at least. You have almost jumped in your sit when he flipped a page in the book.

A minute passed and you are so closed to jumping out of the window. The room was too quiet. Making small talk won't be bad at times like this right?

"It's a nice book."

Wow. If you could, you would have hit yourself in the back of your head. Great thinking, really.

He merely nodded and the silence dragged once again.

"There's a lot of useful information in it."

Stop, just stop. Please stop digging your own grave.

"That's why it's a shame to be drooled on."

"I do not drool!"

In the distant, the sound of funeral bells rang clear in your head. The life you lived was good. Your friend will remember what flower you wanted to be placed on your coffin, and she can have your house, maybe even your-

Before you could complete your will, you heard a smallest of chuckle from the other god.

Huh?

You stared at Thor and sure enough, there's the tiniest arch in his lips. His eyes remains on the pages but - shit - has he always been this pretty?

Between the brief greetings and quick glances, it was hard to appreciate his beauty. Though mostly blank, his face was clear and smooth. Not a single blemish as one might expect from a god who knew battlefield as his home. He was no Aphrodite nor comparable to Paris, but he himself held a beauty of his own. You couldn't quite decide on if it was the light from the window or it was simply him that was glowing?

His neck flexed in the smallest notion as he read. The muscles of his shoulders were relaxed against the table.

Heavens. Those muscles.

You blushed on your thoughts. You tear your eyes away from his physique, the wooden table suddenly very interesting.

"It is rare to see you without Mjolnir, Thor-sama."

"I don't bring him when I read."

"Him?" The question lingered on your head. Was Thor one of 'those' people?

"Do you read often?"

"No."

"Are you interested in herbal medicine?"

"No."

"Is that so?" Your answer was awkward just as the air around you. But to the very least, the tension have eased out knowing that he didn't  obliterate you so far.

"Um, Thor-sama?"

Curse you and your need to fill in the silence.

"May I ask why you are reading a book about witchcraft? You do not seem the type to be interested in it." Realizing what you said was potentially insulting, you quickly apologized, eyes wide as you tried to explain. "Not that you don't look like it! What I mean is, um, - that." You stumbled over your own words with nervousness but he simply kept his eyes in the book, barely even glancing at you.

"... give you." His voice made you stop with your gibberish. Catching only the tail-end of his words, you looked at him questioningly. Only then did you realize that it has almost been a minute since he flipped a page, almost as if your question startled him as well.

"Ma-may you repeat that?"

There was a short pause before his answer came.

"So that I know what to give you."

Furrowed brows and confused eyes marked your features.

"So that I know what to give you."

His words repeated in your head, like an stubborn echo inside a cavern.

"I know what to give you."

"Give you."

"Give."

Oh shit.

"You're the Persistent Santa?!" The chair you previously sat on collided with the floor with a loud "thud". Hands planted heavily against the table, you casted accusing eyes to him.

Before any other words were uttered, your senses made its way back to your head like a harsh slap of water. You just yelled at the strongest Norse god. You might as well have dug your own hole and painted your tombstone.

But all fear and confusion left you as you stare at the fore mentioned god. He was not glancing down anymore but instead his eyes found its place opposite of your direction. And if one would look close, really intently stared, the faintest of red could be seen blooming in his cheeks.

"He-he's blushing."

Thor is blushing.

"You shouldn't be shouting here." His voice did not have the same air of threat and authority it usually holds. If your ears were right, it almost sounded like he was embarrassed.

Silently picking up the fallen chair, you sat down with your eyes burning holes the robe infront of you. Which you have almost forgotten was there.

Thinking back to the times you interacted with him, one word would usually come to mind. Quiet. He would acknowledge your presence or sometimes even greet you during the times you bump into one another but has never to made a conversation. Compared to Loki, you have always figured that maybe he was just more refined.

It wasn't until you heard his tale from your friend that you have gathered a sort of fear towards him. You knew how gods are, how vile and wrathful they are. And a god of his caliber could wipe you with a single flicker of his finger.

You would now bow and act more politely to him. Going as far as trying to avoid any contact with him.

But now sitting a mere foot apart, you felt no threat. No danger. And only then did you realize that you have never really felt any danger to begin with. When he speaks, he did not have the murderous aura that they claim to choke anyone.  He had never given you any reason to fear him, it was only you who decided to believed other's opinion.

"I'm sorry."

As if a trigger, his head turned to you upon hearing your timid voice but you dare not look at his eyes.

"You don't-"

"Not just for yelling."

Where did you get the courage to cut him off? You do not know. But, still with the false bravery, you continued.

"I mean, I have been very rude to you for a long time,"

"You have never been mean to me and I only returned the gesture by fearing you without any basis of."

With every fiber of yours screaming otherwise, you turned to look at him in the eye.

"I'm really sorry."

The longer you look into those golden eyes the more the heat on your neck spreads to your cheeks.

Guess his hair isn't the only thing red now.

"It's nothing," surprisingly it was Thor who turned away first. This time though, you eyes remained on him with a small smile. Youu have been missing out on so many things. But now, you have the eternity to catch up. And you're sure as hell you will.

"Thor-sama."

"Just Thor."

You laughed a bit, a sound that you did not notice brought a smile on his own lips.

"Why did you give me those gift anyway."

He turned his head to the other direction, but your keen eyes could see his tainted red ears.

"Loki said gifts were a good way to get close to someone." You grinned.

"I should have known better than listen to him."

His words dragged a loud laugh from you. The thought of him asking Loki, of all people for an advice was something you thought you'll never hear. And the small pout in his voice upon the next statement both brought you giddiness and butterflies.

Your hands instinctively covered your mouth, but still the sounds slipped through. And if you would have opened your eyes that moment, you would have seen the adoration in Thor's as he watches you.

Yes, it was embarrassing to ask his cousin for advice and finding those herbs was a hard task. But if seeing you like this, with lips arch into the most beautiful smile he have seen filled with happiness he once thought he couldn't bring you, then he would do it a thousand more.

Bonus:

Outside the closed doors, Loki grinned at himself. Trying to get you two was a pain with how standoffish Thor was by this was the most entertainment he had for a long time.

"What the hell are you doing?" It was one of Odin's crow that screeched from beging, as they watch the god smiling, and by experience it never means well.

"Oh nothing," he sing-songed. He floated pass his uncle but never before saying,

"Hope you're ready for grandkids!"

"Huh?"

But they did not receive an answer, only a chorus of laughter from the god of mischief as he drift away.

If you don't know who's Circe is, she's a witch in the Greek mythology that turned sailors into pigs. Odysseus met her during his travel home from the Trojan war. She turned his men into pig too. And it's a book of Madeline Miller too! You should really read her books.

This was requested by @tenshi-san and I apologize that I might have strayed too far from your prompt. I really hope I did your husbando some justice. He was so hard to write because that only thing I can see him as is bored😂. But I hope you still like it!

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Buster & Rio

Buster: I miss you Rio: Guarantee I miss you more Buster: State your case then Rio: 😍😍 Buster: That's a strong introduction, how are you gonna follow it through? Rio: 🤤🤤 Buster: I like the thread of your argument, I can't lie, but I still miss you more Buster: 'Cause a girl was flirting with me in the gym and after telling her all the ways she doesn't compare to you, how incomparable you are was, and is, all I could think about Rio: As much as I probably shouldn't encourage you to be rude to random girls Rio: I love that you do so Buster: She embarrassed herself long before I embarrassed her, reckoning she had a chance Rio: I know what you mean Rio: the stalker has been getting inventive today Buster: Tell me Rio: We're doing this whole project in comp sci about viruses and shit Rio: and they've sent a meant-to-be-creepy spam type email Rio: it's got attachments but Rio: I've not looked yet Buster: Send it to me, I'll open it for you Rio: I know it's unlikely they're that smart Rio: but what if it does have some computer-killing 👾 attached? Buster: Smart enough that we haven't worked out who they are yet Buster: but if it's a virus, I'll buy another laptop Rio: it seems ridiculous Rio: this proves it has to be someone at school now, at least Rio: it's not like I've posted about my fucking homework anywhere Buster: How big's that class? Buster: Can discount my sister and your brother already, like Rio: Don't Rio: you're about the only person I've not thought it could be at my craziest Rio: probably about 30 odd though, standard Buster: Baby, they're the crazy one and I'm not letting them drive you even slightly close to the edge Buster: Who do you know and who don't you, percentage wise? Rio: I thought I knew everyone in this school, this town Rio: you'd think if someone was as creepy as this, anyway, that you'd know, they'd fucking stick out a bit but no Buster: It ain't a film, there's no creepy music playing to give it away Rio: if it was, it'd be dragging Rio: time for the resolve and happy ending Buster: Yeah, I know Buster: You wanna try calling that helpline again? Rio: Maybe Rio: I just wanna talk to you Rio: that's more helpful Buster: It's the least bullshit lead we've had for ages, I'll find a way to narrow it down more somehow Buster: We've got an obsession with you in common, it'll be me who figures it out if any cunt can Rio: Yours is the only one I need Buster: If you need to stay here for a while I'll sort it with my parents, yours, school, whoever Buster: You know that Rio: I know Rio: it's more and more tempting to not leave every time I go Buster: I just want you to be able to take an actual deep fucking breath Buster: Like you said, the amount of time this has been going on is ridiculous Rio: I can forget about it, most of the time Rio: but it's when something new happens, unexpected Buster: I'll kill him when we work out who it is Buster: 'Til then, stay with me Buster: He never does fuck all when you're here Rio: At least that's quick Rio: too nice if anything, babe Rio: always say that about you Buster: It don't have to be quick or nice Buster: Don't underestimate me, babe Rio: 🤤🤤 I rest my case Buster: I love you, that rests mine Buster: I'd do anything for you Rio: I love you so much Rio: I'd definitely be crazy without you, stalker or otherwise Buster: There's a fair chance I'd be stalking you too if things were any different between us Buster: I'd leave better presents though Rio: and I'd know it was you always Buster: 'Course Buster: I'd want you to know Rio: hence there's no world in which we ain't a thing Buster: [has bought her the most expensive and best ever anti virus software and all that jazz so sends her the deets like there you go] Rio: this really has everything Rio: thank you Buster: He ain't gonna be smart enough to get through that, I've been reading reviews since you told me Buster: And I have it too now so you don't have to worry about sending me whatever bullshit he does to you Rio: We can open it together then? Rio: [I think it shouldn't be camgirl moments but something @school to drive that home] Buster: Yeah, on the count of three Rio: [just some creeper shots all throughout the day up until that lesson] Rio: these are today, I'm 99% sure Rio: I swapped my bag Buster: Forget going there tomorrow, I'm booking you a flight here instead Buster: I'll think of a lie to tell my parents if you still don't want anyone else to know the truth Rio: there was always the possibility Rio: but now I know it's someone I really see in person Rio: every day Rio: jesus Buster: I meant what I said, I'm gonna find out who, whatever it takes Buster: I know it feels fucked, but it's good, that it's one of 30 classmates rather than the numbers of lads who watch your streams Rio: it's true Rio: but those lads could be anywhere in the world, not in the same room as me Buster: Which is why you shouldn't be in that room until we know which sick cunt it is Buster: Just give me some time, it's not like I don't have the money to throw at it Rio: I couldn't be there if I had to Rio: I don't even want to be here at home now Buster: How soon can you be at the airport? Rio: not for a while Rio: I mean, tonight, maybe Rio: what should I tell my mam? Buster: Tell her I'm having a breakdown, it wouldn't be the first time Buster: I'll trash the house for realism if it comes to it, like Rio: it'll keep her from being worried Rio: pissed off is fine, I'll deal with that when I can Buster: Exactly Buster: And Ava's at a friend's so I don't have to worry about scaring the shit out of her with my acting Buster: 'Cause it'd be stupid not to feed my parents the same lie Rio: You don't have to go that method Rio: but I wouldn't blame you Rio: I'm trying to keep my freak out internal because I'm looking after the twins and your sister is on her way Buster: I'm glad you're not on your own, even if the company is Nance Rio: I was kinda hoping someone took the homework too seriously and was pranking the whole class Rio: but nah, the email was more specific than I let on to her, of course Rio: even before the pictures Buster: 'Course you were Buster: He'd been quiet for a while Rio: really think he'd get bored at some point Rio: I never react, respond, everything they tell you Buster: Now isn't really the time for me to reiterate how stalkable you are again when I can do better with compliments Rio: the fact you can make me smile even at this time Buster: I can do better than that too, I'll make you forget about it Rio: yeah? Buster: Yeah Rio: I need that Rio: my head is all over the place Buster: You've got it, and whatever else you need Rio: I only feel really safe when I'm with you Buster: You are safe with me, but you won't have to leave until you're also safe everywhere else Buster: I'm gonna fix it Rio: yeah Buster: I know I've said it before but this time I swear Buster: He fucked up by giving us a decent clue Rio: it does narrow it down Rio: even if it isn't the class, and it's just the school in general Rio: that's the most we've ever had to go on Buster: Exactly Rio: but what do we do Rio: if we work it out Buster: I told you, I'll kill him Rio: so you're the only one that ends up in prison Buster: I'm not a fucking amateur, babe Rio: mm Rio: 🙄😏 Buster: Hilarious Buster: Nance will be a way more receptive audience though Rio: yeah, really in the mood for this study sesh now Buster: I can easily change hers if you wanna get out of it Rio: nah Rio: I need to keep things normal Rio: only just invited her over, it'd be weird to change my mind Buster: You can blame me for that as well, I don't give a shit Rio: I can't leave yet, like you said, distraction is probably a good thing Buster: Alright, what can I do to make it a more bearable one? Buster: [loads of her fave things getting delivered to this gaff like don't be scared to answer your door, look they are all from me, here's the order confirmations] Rio: I don't deserve you Buster: You don't deserve the bullshit he's putting you through, you've always deserved me Rio: I feel like I should just Rio: stop the streams Rio: I know you aren't meant to change your lifestyle and habits for them but it wouldn't have happened if I weren't doing that shit Rio: I know you aren't meant to change your lifestyle and habits for them but it wouldn't have happened if I weren't doing that shit Buster: Fuck that, we know he's from school Buster: Being able to see you every day pre-dates anything you've done online Buster: He could've known you since primary Rio: I guess Rio: but would he be bothered if there was less out there to stalk Buster: It's not your fault, Rio Buster: It can happen to anyone, you know that Rio: it's happening to me though Buster: Not 'cause of anything you've done Buster: Come on Rio: anyway Rio: I'm gonna enjoy all these treats Buster: Good Rio: how much should I bring? Rio: when I pack Buster: As much as you want, I'll send you money for if your cases are over the weight limit Rio: don't want it to look like I'm running away too hard but Buster: You're overthinking it, you never travel light anywhere, nobody'll notice Rio: I need options Buster: I'm not mad about it and I don't care if my parents are Rio: they're going to be Rio: you'll have to go to school, be 😇 to show I'm totally not a distraction Buster: You are, but I'll still go Buster: All that matters to me is that you feel safe Rio: I will do Rio: and I'll find ways to be useful to them as well as distracting to you Buster: Winning over Ava is basically the same thing as winning them over Buster: You've had loads of practice at that Rio: kids are easy Buster: She's easier than Grace, obviously Rio: wouldn't take much on Ava's part Rio: bless Buster: She'll be distracting at any rate Rio: I can take her to school and shit, free up some time for them Buster: Yeah, and once you've had some time, we can sort out getting your assignments and shit sent over Rio: I won't miss anything important Buster: It'll be fine Buster: I'll make sure it's fine, like Rio: I know you will Buster: You gonna facetime me into this study session or what then? Rio: depends Rio: are you going to be nice? Buster: To you Rio: well you're always nice to me Buster: Are you asking me to help Nance with her homework? Rio: how much do you think she'd appreciate that? Buster: She wouldn't, so of course I'll do it Rio: I can't with you two, honestly Buster: You love me, you don't even want her to come over Rio: I'm not getting in the middle of it Buster: You already are Rio: No I'm not, shh Buster: It's okay, I know you're on my side Rio: I love you more than anyone else in the world Rio: goes without saying Buster: I still really like hearing it Rio: You know you can hear it any time you want Buster: Is she there yet? Rio: nope, you remember how long that drive takes, even in an uber Buster: I'll call you then Rio: 🥰 Buster: [does obvs] Rio: I'll just be here counting down the minutes 'til you can hold me Buster: However long it feels, you'll be staying longer Rio: promise? Buster: I swear Rio: then I'm happy Buster: If you are, I am too Rio: I haven't even asked you how your days been Rio: I'm so rude Buster: Before and after I shot down gym girl there ain't much to report Rio: what did she look like? Buster: Every other girl in this postcode Rio: Blonde and skinny Buster: Yeah Rio: vaguely equine, dresses more like a nan than nan ever would Buster: I'll have to remember all that for the next one Rio: I can tell her myself if you like Buster: If you like Rio: Me? The jealous type? Buster: The jealous type and my type Rio: I better be Rio: only type Buster: You're the only one I've ever wanted or will ever want, you definitely don't need to add that to the list of shit that's worrying you right now Rio: I just like to hear it Buster: I'll tell you again then, I want you so much Rio: even without all this bullshit Rio: it's been too long Rio: I hate every second I'm not with you Buster: I know, me too Buster: I'm not gonna say he's done me a favour, but I am glad you're coming to stay Rio: I'll say it Rio: may as well get something good from it Buster: I'd rather you didn't have to deal with any of this bullshit, obviously Rio: of course Rio: I told you, I've never thought it was you, it's okay Buster: It's not okay that I haven't been able to do fuck all about this though Buster: I'm sorry Rio: Don't Buster: It's not good enough, I know that Buster: I'm gonna do better Rio: Stop it Buster: I mean it, Rio Rio: we've done everything we can Rio: it's not fair on me or you to act like we haven't Buster: I just hate this Rio: I know, baby Buster: You're the best thing that's happened to me, this shouldn't be happening to you Rio: It really could happen to anyone Rio: it's shit Rio: but you make me feel safe, that isn't nothing Buster: I'll calm down before you get here Buster: I swear Rio: you don't have to Rio: you can be mad, I am Rio: but you don't need to blame yourself, even if it's second to him, it's all on him Buster: I am angry but you've got the wrong twin if you reckon I'm willing to make any of this about me Buster: I'm here for you Rio: Trust me, I know Rio: she seems distracted herself recently Buster: Yeah? Rio: I'll try to work it out, not had time yet Rio: she won't say anything if you're on the phone though Buster: I don't have to be, if you wanna do some investigating Rio: I know you wanna know too Buster: I know if you get her started she'll talk about herself until you've gotten all of your own bullshit exists Rio: and you're a little nosy too, you can admit it Rio: I'll get the gossip Buster: She's still my sister Buster: 'Course I wanna know if she's being stalked as well or whatever Rio: You're cute Rio: and I do not think it's that Rio: obviously Buster: You know what I mean Rio: I do Rio: that's why I wanna know too Buster: Okay, tell me when you do Rio: 🧐 Rio: wouldn't suit the hat Buster: You'd suit anything, don't lie Rio: 😊 Rio: I mean if that's your thing I'll do my best Buster: If it was that wouldn't be the first you've heard of it Rio: be mad if it was Rio: you have to tell me exactly what you like so I can be it Buster: You are Buster: And I don't have, or want to have, any secrets from you Rio: secrets are boring Rio: and hard to keep Buster: Neither of us could ever be boring Buster: And I'll do whatever it takes to keep you forever Rio: You've got me Rio: not going anywhere Buster: Only closer to where I am, not further away Buster: Soon as your mum is back and your study session is over Rio: not that I need to do this homework now Rio: just be throwing subtle hints at Nance instead Buster: Be fucking typical her if she's getting bullied there as well Rio: I'd know if she was Rio: only have the two lessons with her but contrary to what the stalker suggests, I know most people well enough that they wouldn't Buster: Well Ava'll probably get a love life before she does, Christ knows what else it could be then Rio: ugh don't Rio: it's coming up with Edie for sure Rio: Jun is like Nancy and Billie isn't bothered thank god Rio: hate it Buster: Who's bothered about Edie then? Buster: Tell me your gossip Rio: It's just like the boys she hangs with are less useless stoner and more keep your eye on them types than Billie's friends Rio: and they aren't just friends types, I don't trust 'em Buster: Maybe I should be getting on a plane instead of you Rio: at least none of them are stupid Rio: especially not Eds Rio: have to hope anyway Buster: I've taught her how to protect herself physically, I reckon she can handle lads trying to get in her head Buster: Like you said Buster: She's no stupid kid Rio: Yeah, she has all the tools and advantages she can be given Rio: 💘 and hormones still make people stupid though Buster: I remember Rio: well yeah, ignoring the fact we'd be used as prime examples in that lecture Buster: Sure we have been, never too early for mum and dad to tell Ava what not to do Rio: As if we'll have started a trend Rio: if it wasn't you it'd be a really bad idea Buster: They should want her to have this, how I feel about you, how happy I am Buster: It's not as if they can actually judge us for who it's with Buster: This family are way past that Rio: You'd think Rio: I'm way past caring Rio: it was so Rio: I wasn't me without you Buster: I feel exactly the same, you know I do Buster: The only thing I've ever done wrong was not be with you, every bad thing I did or that was done to me can be traced back to that Buster: We're free now and this stalker isn't gonna make you feel otherwise any more, I'm not letting it happen for another fucking day Rio: we can get through anything, we've got the rest stacked against us and we're still strong Rio: as long as you love me, then there's nothing anyone can say or do Buster: I really fucking love you Rio: I love you Rio: endlessly Buster: [a flight he's booked her like this is happening no matter what excuse us fam] Rio: 🙏 Rio: I cannot wait Buster: Me either Rio: you can pick me up from the airport, right? Buster: Nothing could stop me Rio: Yay 🥰🥰🥰 Buster: You need me to help you with all that luggage Rio: it will be one suitcase Rio: and a sizeable handbag, thank you 😂 Rio: but I still need you Buster: I'll be early regardless Rio: you're the best Buster: No, I do my best, you don't even have to try Rio: You don't either Rio: but I will for you and I appreciate that you do Buster: I appreciate everything that you do Rio: you will Rio: that's the plan Buster: I do, whether or not shit goes to plan Buster: You're one of the strongest people I know, the least I can do is give you the reminder Rio: Buster Rio: it won't always be this dramatic, you know Rio: being together Buster: I don't care if it is, you're worth it Buster: And I'd endure the worst suffering I can possibly imagine to be with you if any alternative meant not being Rio: now you're just being hot about it on purpose Buster: I told you I miss you, nothing's changed Rio: I miss you all the time Rio: but I'm down for all the ways you make it worse Buster: [sends her a pic from when he was at the gym earlier like okay we're testing the waters but not very much yet lol] Rio: oh Rio: yeah, I would've flirted with you too Buster: What would you have said? Rio: Hmm Rio: ask you to check my form Buster: As long as you'd have time for how thorough I'd be, I don't have any problem with that Rio: Of course Rio: I'd ask you because you're clearly an expert Buster: And there's no need for me to hold back on my expertise as you're clearly so receptive to it, not to mention deserving Rio: Don't, I want you to show me exactly how you do it Buster: Never, I wouldn't wanna leave you with more questions than answers Rio: of course, but there are some things I could show you in return for all you're going to teach me Buster: Yeah? Buster: You've got yourself a deal, babe Rio: are you going to let me come to the gym with you really Buster: If you want to Buster: I'll try not to get too distracted at the prospect Rio: you look like that, obviously I want to Buster: [a pic of how he looks now like we can also stay in this bed where I currently am chilling] Rio: 🥺🥺 GIMME Buster: You're not meant to change your behaviour or habits for that cunt, remember Buster: Say please Rio: please Rio: please let me be in that bed right now Buster: [treat that gal to some more pics boy she's had a shit day] Rio: please be with me right now Rio: in me Buster: You know that's all I want Rio: you're perfect, Buster, you know that Buster: We're perfect for each other Rio: marry me Buster: As soon as we can, I will Rio: seriously Buster: I am being serious Rio: oh Buster: Once we're both 18 nobody can stop us Rio: yeah but Rio: nobody would come Buster: I only need you to turn up Rio: technically Buster: And actually, 'cause the rest of my family won't and like you said, I'm past caring Rio: if you were going to do it Rio: you'd want the big day, the venue, the clothes, the car Rio: everything proper Buster: If you were going to do it, you'd want your family there, you can say what you really mean Rio: we can't just do all that for two people Buster: We can do whatever we want Rio: I just wish people would be happy for us Buster: I know, I haven't properly asked you yet 'cause I want everything to be perfect for you and there's fuck all I can do to give you that Rio: it'll never happen, I know that Rio: I've accepted it, it's just hard to make total peace with Buster: There was a time when I reckoned we'd never happen Rio: yeah Buster: I don't care who or how many people I have to turn my back on for you, it'll never matter as much as us being together Rio: it shouldn't have to be like this Rio: it's bullshit Buster: Yeah, but it is, and I've made my choice Buster: You know the things I'd do differently and none of 'em are about not ending up here Rio: Me too Buster: Changing their minds is as likely as us changing ours, it's an old fashioned stand off, like Rio: True Rio: it's like, they forget they're meant to be anti-us sometimes though Rio: and it's just normal, like we're any other couple Buster: Maybe when we've has as many years as my parents, it will actually be considered normal Rio: you reckon? Buster: Worked for them Rio: I guess nan and granddad are sufficiently over it Rio: had competition though, didn't they Rio: don't think that's likely to repeat itself Buster: Fingers crossed Nance is hiding a dark enough secret to take at least some of my parents' attention nevertheless Rio: in your dreams, babe Buster: Why would I dream about her downfall when I could dream about your happiness? Rio: alright 😇 Buster: We're not married yet but in regards to that, what's mine is yours, babe Buster: And vice versa Rio: you know I want it too Rio: to be married to you, and have everything we want Buster: Then I'll make it happen, exactly how you want Buster: Where there's a will there's a way, yeah? Especially when it's my will getting involved Rio: I trust that Rio: you Buster: Good 'cause you can Buster: About this and everything else Rio: then that's settled Rio: and Nance is finally here Buster: I'll still be here if you need me Rio: 🧡🧡🧡 Rio: you focus on doing everything you possibly can before I get there so you can spend as much time with me as we've got Buster: Consider it done