#yesss miss messy bun

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[cassardim0marvel0harrypotter]

Summary: After a mission of one month the reader and steve finally see each other again and make up for the lost time

Warnings: mention showering together, fingering (smut at the end), fluff

„uhhh", I groaned and slammed my hand down onto the bed table hearing my alarm go off. It was saturday, why the hell did I set myself an alarm?! Oh well I stuck my hand out under the blanket grabbing my phone and rubbing my eyes before looking at the bright screen. UHH- it was only 8am!! I squinted my eyes to read the tiny letters on my screen trying to tell me why my phone woke me up at 8am in the morning. Then it hit me. OF COURSE!! yesss!! Steve! He was gonna be back in a few hours. Omg how I miss him. I quickly jumped out of bed and got into the bathroom, I didn't do makeup just wash my face and put my (h/c) hair up into a messy bun. Then I got over to my warderobe and got myself a compfy but presentable outfit together. Some jeans black panties and bra and a sweater from steve. I left the room walking down to the kitchen to try and get some breakfast down. I hummed while pulling a plate from the shelf and making myself some eggs and bacon (if your vegetarian/vegan then whatever else you like). I sat down next to Wanda who also happend to be eating breakfast right now. „Morning", I yawned. „Morning y/n excited for today", she asked with a knowing smirk dancing across her lips.  I smiled goofily at her and nodded enthusiastically while starting to eat my food.

My thoughts constantly slipped back to my blond haired super soldier. He has been on a long mission the last three weeks and I missed him so much. How he would hold me in his strong arms making me feel safe. The aftershave that always gave him his fresh smell. When he would hug me from behind when we were alone in the kitchen. Yeah well he wasn't big on PDA but when we were alone he was like a big strong teddy bear. I needed to stop before I was gonna drool over just the thought of him.

I put my dishes away after I finished and went to my room to change into some work out clothing. Because even today he was gonna come back I still needed to train with Nat like I promised her. I brushes my hair again before putting it in a high ponytail, grabbing my water bottle and heading down to the gym.

After an hour and several meetings with the mats on the floor Nat had mercy on me. „You should shower before he comes. Or lets say I know you want to shower before he comes.", she winked knowingly at me. „Yeah I should do that. Thanks Nat. Have fun", I whispered the last part looking knowingly at the brunette other super soldier on our team, making Nat flush a light pink and hit my arm playfully whispering: „Thanks." I just shrugged taking my bottle and emptying it half way. Then I headed out the gym door.

I hummed a little as I skipped back to my room. It was already 11 am. Steve was gonna be here at any moment now, I thought, making me do a little happy dance. Just as I was about to climb the stair up to floor where most bedrooms were, I heard the elevator bing. Looking up I saw an injured and very tired mission team come out. I frowned, they were only supposed to find an empty H.Y.D.R.A. base and look exactly trough their lab. I put my hand over my mouth in shock as I saw Steve. He had a black eye, bandages around his left hand and the way he walked showed he had a fractured ankle. I ran toward him wrapping my arms around his stomach from behind being careful not to hurt him any more. He spun around and hugged me close to his chest, breathing in my scent. We stayed like that for a moment just enjoying each other's embrace. Slowly I pulled back a little, just enough to lift my head to look at him. He looked tired out, like he hadn't slept in days. I pulled him down by his neck carefully and connected our lips in a soft but deep kiss. His tongue ghosted over my lips asking for entrance which I granted him. His hand wandered to my wait pulling me even closer while mine went up to his hair running trough his tangled strands pulling him in deeper. Both of us only pulled away when we needed to breath again. Both breathing hard I looked into his closed eyes and put my hand on his cheek, running my thumb over it. He laid his hand on top of mine and nuzzled more into it, looking like he was relaxed the first time in weeks. „Come on lets go to my room then wen can both shower and I can have a look at your hand", I whispered, taking his hand and walking back into the elevator. He stood behind me wrapping his hands around my waist and putting his head on my shoulder while I pressed the button for the right floor.

Once in my room I let go of him and sat him down onto the bed. „I assume the base wasn't empty then?", I asked putting the pieces together. „You could say so", he answered, smiling slightly at me. I took his hand and removed the bondage. He had a nasty scratch on his palm. I had already been stitched a few weeks ago so I left it open for the shower. I took the hem of his shirt making him lift his arms so I could pull it of. He also a few scratches on his toned chest but they weren't deep and also already healing. „Come on", I said reaching out my hand for him helping him up and into the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom I closed the door and helped Steve remove the rest of his clothes, being extra careful with his injured ankle. I put my hands on his chest, ghosting over his muscles, just enjoying the feeling of his toned chest under my fingers again. Having him back here I also relaxed the first time in days. He followed my hands with his eyes until they trailed up my arms to my lips and then my eyes. His hands now also helping me removing my clothes, her firstly lifted my shirt then pulled down my jeans revealing my matching set of underwear. Looking up into his eyes I saw that his pupils were blown wide with lust and a deep growl erupted from his chest letting shivers run down my spine.

Very careful, like I was made of glass, he moved his uninjured hand to my back and undid my bra pulling the straps off my shoulders and letting it join the other clothed on the floor. While his eyes softened a little and he took one of my hands I used the other to pull my underwear down and step out of then. A blush rose to my cheeks at Steve's intense look, letting his eyes wander up and down my body drinking everything in. When my (e/c) eyes met his he connected our lips in a passionate kiss that turned more and more hungry when I let my tongue swipe across his bottom lip and he let me in. His hands wandered over my body stopping at my ass, squeezing it gently and lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his strong waist until he set my down on the counter top. He pulled away and his lips ghosted over my forehead. „We should still take that shower", I breathed out and felt him nod.

He picked me up with ease again and walked to the shower turning it on, letting the warm water wash over both of our sweaty bodies. He set my to the ground carefully and I turned around taking a bit of shampoo and then turned again to lift my hands to his scalp. I washed his hair completely, sometimes scratching his scalp with my nails making him groan again. God that sound was sexy. I mean everything about him was sexy. The way he walked, when he was angry god when his jaw clenched and when his hands made fists. Oh his hands with his long thick fingers could do so much for you. Steve had never really fingered you.

You and Steve were only together 3 months and he was pretty shy about sex. So besides the basic sex, him tongue fucking you (one of the best things ever btw.) and you giving him a blowjob, you hadn't really done anything. And the last time you did something was 4 weeks ago and you were arching, thinking all these dirty thoughts while in the shower with him.

You bit your lip at the thoughts and your pussy clenched around nothing. Steve took some of the body soap and began cleaning himself, rinsing of and then giving you a questioning look making you smile and nod. So he also cleaned you being careful not to touch you to long on you private parts making you silently giggle to yourself at what a shy gentleman he was. He looked up at you, hearing you giggling slightly and furrowed his brows in question. You met his eyes and bit your lip and then slowly so slowly you put your hands over his, which were currently resting on your hips, and pulled them up over your stomach to your breasts. He closed his eyes and moaned quietly at the feeling of you completely at his mercy and he gently but firmly began to massage your boobs. He rubbed his thumb over your nipple causing it to harden and making you bite your lip again to suppress a moan. He leaned over your ear: „I want to hear your little sounds. They're so sexy and they're all for me."

With that you let the soft moans escape and put your hands on his shoulders. He leaned down and ever so careful took a nipple into his hot mouth sucking on it lightly making a louder moan erupt from you. He smirked against your skin enjoying the sound you made but he wanted more from them, wanted to pleasure you in any way possible in any way YOU wanted. „What do you want me to do Y/n?" Your cheeks flushed a little at the thought of exposing your secret fantasies to him. „I-I want you to... to fuck me with your fingers...", you whispered only loud enough so he could hear. He rose a eyebrow at that he had no idea that thought turned you on so much but he would do anything for you and he wanted to know more about your fantasies. „Tell me more tell me exactly what you want me to do", his tone was more like a growl from deep within his chest, turning you on even more. „I... I want your fingers inside of me. Oh god your big strong thick fingers." „Fuck", Steve whispered at hearing you say things like that.

He kissed you again hard this time and sloppy. Then slowly trailing his uninjured hand down to your heat, he rubbed a finger through your already slick folds. „Oh sweetheart you're already so wet for me. So good.", he praised making you whimper. He pressed his thumb to your clit rubbing slow circles on it. You cried out at the sudden pleasure you were receiving and moved your hands so they were tangled in his blonde hair. Then he pushed a finger inside you. You moaned loudly at that and clawed harder at his hair. „Steve...please", you didn't even know what exactly you were pleading for but you wanted more needed mire of him. The next time he pulled out he shoved a second finger inside.

Steve admired your face while he finger fucked you. Your eyes closed, your head tilted back in pleasure and your mouth open with sound escaping that could have him cumming on the spot. He moved his face into your neck and left little kisses sucks and love bites there. Steve loved marking you. He wasn't big on PDA but he loved to show other people you were his and that you would on purpose wear clothing in which you could clearly see the marks he left. He secretly fell only more in love with you for that. That you so proud showed the other who you belonged to and were never ashamed or hesitant when someone asked who your boyfriend was.

The pleasure Steve gave you with every stoke of his fingers hat a knot tying in your stomach and you knew you weren't gonna last long anymore with the pleasure he gave you. „Stevee", you breathlessly moaned out, „I'm - I'm gonna.." You couldn't finish your sentence as Steve added a third finger and increased the pressure on your clit making the knot snap, moaned out his name in a high pitched voice over and over again. He continued moving his fingers making your bliss last longer until you were completely tired out. He slowly pulled his fingers out making you moan at the empty feeling and pushed then his mouth just as you opened your eyes to see it. „Fuck you taste good. Next time I gotta completely taste you." He tilted your head up further and kissed you, pushing his tongue into your mouth so you could taste yourself.

You stayed in the shower for a while cleaning up completely. He got out first grabbing two towels and drying himself of while giving you the other one. You grabbed yourself some panties and one of Steves t-shirts helping him put on a new bandage over his hand and then leading him to the bed, deciding that you were just gonna cuddle the rest of the day.

You laid on your back, pulling him with you so his head laid on your chest. Both his arms were rapped around your waist protectively while both your hands were in his hair playing with his blonde strands. You bent down and pressed your lips to his crown then laid back relaxing against the mattress while he was starting to drift of to the sound of your heartbeat knowing you were safe and the comfort of your hands in his hair. He sighed happily mumbling: „I love you y/n." - „I love you too Steve", you answered smiling. You closed your eyes and fell asleep to the soft sound of his calm breathing, falling into a peaceful slumber.

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When Enough is Enough pt. II

Imagine being let down one too many times by your best friend, only to end up making some new ones in the process.

Words: 8.5K Author’s Note: Okay so some of you asked to only be added to part 2 of this while others asked to be added everything Bucky.. and a few others weren’t exactly clear. So if you want to be tagged in any future Bucky related imagines please let me know so I can get your blog name written down on my list.

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The Sunday before you are to return to work, you sleep in until nine in the morning. Your thoughts are immediately on Bucky's impending arrival and you couldn't help the butterflies that took flight in your stomach. He's a friend, just as all the others are, but you couldn't help but notice just how attractive this new friend of yours is. But not only does his attractiveness draw you in, his easy-going teasing and protectiveness does too. However, Bucky Barnes is still a man trying to find his footing in this world after all that's been done to him and finally getting his name cleared, and if he finds comfort with you then you're going to try your best and be the friend he needs.

So since you're not dressing to impress, you dress in your favorite lazy outfit after your shower- leggings, sports bra, a faded sleeveless band tee with the arm holes having been cut down to around your ribs, and a pair of socks. Damp hair gets gathered up into a messy bun and you walk around your apartment to pick up some things you had unknowingly left out.

You've skipped breakfast, so when there's a knock on your door and you open up to find Bucky standing there, you groan in relief. He raises both hands with paper bags hanging from each. "I come bearing sushi. Wanda let it slip how much you love it."

"Yesss." You step back, quickly taking in his own comfort outfit of sweatpants and a plain black t-shirt under an opened jacket. "Did you bring plenty of wasabi? And you can just kick off your shoes anywhere."

"Of course." He hands you the bags so he can kick off his shoes and strip out of his jacket before hanging it up. You don't know why, but seeing him in a short sleeve shirt makes you happy, knowing full well he was weird about his metal arm being out in the open. "And plenty of dipping sauce as well. Wanda was more than happy to give me advice."

"Wanda, huh?" You chuckle, leading the way to your kitchen. "You actually told her where'd you be?"

"Apparently I looked very pensive this morning. She asked and I figured she was a better confidant than Steve or Sam who would have made a big deal about us hanging out."

"True." Setting the bags down, you let him empty them while you head to the fridge. "Beer?"

"Yeah."

Grabbing him a beer and yourself a can of Cola, you return to the table and your eyes widen at the sight of all the sushi. "Damn, Barnes. That's a lot of sushi."

"Don't act like you won't eat half of it."

You laugh as you take a seat, handing him his beer and pulling a few trays to your side of the table. You take a container of wasabi and dipping sauce for yourself, and grab a pair of chopsticks to start digging in.

You moan in delight at your first taste, happily shimmying in your seat before taking another. Eventually, you ask, "So what are you going to do when I'm back at work and I can't keep you entertained by getting shitfaced?"

Bucky grins around his mouthful of food before chasing it down with a swig of his beer. "We actually got a mission comin' up so I'll be leavin' around mid-week."

"Well that sucks." You sigh. "Now who am I going to send random pictures to when I have downtime at work?"

He grins. "You can still send them to me. I just won't get back to you until after the mission's complete."

"Yeah, yeah."

The two of you continue to eat- Bucky dodging Steve's texts about where he is and when he's coming back, and you sending the middle finger emoji over and over to Wanda who keeps wondering how your date is going. Then once most of the sushi is gone and Bucky puts what little is left into the fridge, the two of you head to the living room. You immediately flop onto the couch as Bucky takes the plush recliner, only for you to hear him moving the chair into its reclined position seconds later.

"Oh. I definitely need to get one of these."

You laugh as he snuggles down and you pick up the remote to bring up your streaming services. "Anything you've been meaning to watch?"

"Not really. Just show me your favorites."

You start off with some humor by playing the Goonies. It's a movie that no matter how many times you've seen it, it always seems to make you laugh. And it seems Bucky is not immune either when they make Chunk to the truffle shuffle. Titanic plays afterwards, but only after making sure Bucky found it somewhat interesting after reading the movie summary to him. He is interested from beginning to end and doesn't even laugh at you when you shed a few tears for the old married couple who opt to stay in their bed as the room floods.

When a break is needed, you head off towards the bathroom as Bucky finishes off the leftover sushi. Both of you check your phones and read each other the missed text messages from Steve and his worrying behavior.

"Wanna tell Steve to fuck off via video message?" Bucky takes a moment to think on it before he grins and nods. "Excellent. Sit in the recliner. I'm gonna crawl up all in your business. That okay?"

"Yeah."

As Bucky gets comfortable in the recliner, you sit on the armrest before sliding down sideways onto his lap. You bring up the camera app on your phone and switch it to video, sliding your right arm behind Bucky's neck while holding your left arm out to capture the two of you on the screen. "Ready?"

"Sure, doll."

You chuckle quietly and then smirk mischievously as Bucky relaxes his expression into his best resting bitch face. After you hit record, you say, "Hey Rogers, stop being a little bitch and sending us text after text. I'm tryin' to fuck your best friend here." Bucky's expression cracks as he barks out a laugh and you turn to face him while grinning. You share a laugh with him before facing the camera once more. "Only joking, but seriously stop buggin' us. I promise to send him back in one piece."

As you prepare to send the text to Steve, Bucky says, "You're terrible."

"Whatever. Admit it, you adore me."

"Occasionally."

You huff another laugh as the video message finally sends. You and Bucky both watch as the delivered status turns to read, and then those three little dots appear as Steve starts typing his reply.

"Tell Bucky to wrap it before he taps it." You burst out laughing at Steve's text, Bucky's rumbling laughter only fueling yours even more. "God I hate your best friend sometimes." And before you climb off Bucky's lap, because honestly you were getting a little too comfortable, you send Steve a few middle finger emojis before deciding on a third movie to watch.

The third movie you choose is one that never fails to make you laugh- Bridesmaids. You had a moment of hesitancy because of the sex scenes, but you figured they were ridiculous enough that it wouldn't be awkward. Thankfully you're correct and you get the added bonus of hearing Bucky's laughter again during Megan's scenes, especially when they get food poisoning and are all fighting for the bathroom.

You and Bucky take yet another break after the film, just stretching and finding something to drink.

"So what's the verdict, Barnes? Are you enjoying the films?"

He grins. "Your taste is all over the place, huh? That last one we watched was raunchy."

"But hilarious! You need to watch the Hangover trilogy, but you definitely need to watch that with Steve and then watch him squirm at the pictures that roll with the credits."

"I'll keep that in mind."

Jurassic Park holds his attention and he can't help but comment how stupid one has to be to replicate dinosaur DNA and then open up a park with live dinosaurs. You laugh, but don't bother commenting. You'll tell him later there are more movies involved, with yet another idiotic man who felt he could get the park up and running once more.

It's getting dark, but it's still a little too early for dinner. One more movie and then you'll order or go out and pick something up.

"So this last one for the day is a movie that's directed more towards the female viewers, but you did ask for my favorite films and Practical Magic is my absolute favorite."

"Well put it on, doll."

As you press play on Practical Magic, you quickly grab a throw blanket and snuggle in. Instead of watching Bucky, you watch the film and mumble certain quotes to yourself. The magic scenes always bring a soft smile to your face just as Gary's confession to Sally of I wished for you too breaks your heart, and Sally and Gillian's heartfelt sister moment makes you cry.

Afterwards, Bucky hums in thought. "So that's your favorite?"

"Absolutely." You tell him. He's watching you curiously and you grin. "If I show you something, you promise not to laugh?"

"I'll try."

"Whatever. That's good enough for me." Standing up, you walk towards him and kneel, and tell him to pull your shirt sideways by the armhole next to your left arm. There on the back of your left shoulder and forever etched into your skin is a salt shaker, a rosemary plant, a lavender plant, and a heart. You then rattle off one of your favorite quotes to him. "Always throw spilt salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Plant lavender for luck and fall in love whenever you can."

Bucky chuckles as you get up, retaking your spot on the sofa. "You really are a fan of the movie."

You nod. "As a little girl, I was fascinated by magic. I thought I'd grow out of it, but I only grew more fond of it. And then I found Practical Magic and it had a bit of everything I adored."

"So what's the one scene that just gets you every time?"

"Ugh. You're making me choose?!" You feign being distraught and he grins. As you think about it, you keep coming back to two scenes in particular. "So there's two," you tell him, "and I'm not choosing between them." Bucky nods, awaiting your answer. "Gillian's possession. When Sally calls together the other mothers who were mean to her in order to make a temporary coven to save her sister, and Gillian begs Sally to just let her ghost ex have her."

Bucky hums. "That was a bit sad, doll. I saw you shedding a few tears over that."

"Mhm. And the other scene is when Sally comes clean to Gary and admits that she did a spell as a child to call forth her perfect love thinking it wouldn't exist, only it did. When Gary tells Sally that he wished for her too, it just breaks my fuckin' heart."

"Let me guess, you were one of the girls who cast her own spell after seeing that scene." You stay quiet for a moment and the second you feel your face heat, Bucky laughs. "What did you wish for?"

You groan quietly. "If I tell you, you can't laugh!" He only smiles in response and you know he won't drop it until you tell him. "Fine. So even though I knew it would never work, I gathered the weirdest objects and wished for a significant other with dark hair and colored eyes. He had to be protective and funny and love me for me. Simple."

For some reason you can't seem to meet Bucky's gaze then and you feel awkward the longer the silence stretches on.

"So dinner?" He asks.

"Oh god, yes please. Pizza and wings?"

"Sounds good."

You have the nearby pizza place on speed dial, so after finding out Bucky's preferences you make the call and place the order. It's going to be about a thirty minute wait, so you fill the time sending Steve pic after pic of Bucky who's none the wiser as he scrolls through his own phone and adding the most asinine comments to each picture. Steve thinks it's absolutely hilarious.

Then when the pizza and wings arrive, you beat Bucky to the door and thrust several bills at the delivery boy. He's more than happy with his tip and you hurriedly wave him off before shutting the door. You laugh at Bucky's disgruntled expression and then place everything on the table while gathering a beer for both you and him.

"Don't let me have more than two," you tell him while handing him his own bottle of beer.

Bucky agrees and the two of you dig into your own personal pizzas and boxes of wings once you're situated around the table. As you're eating, Bucky asks about what other movies you hold near and dear. You fill him in on a few others and he hesitantly puts it out there that he'd be up for another movie marathon when you both have a day off. You agree that that's doable.

Halfway through dinner, as you and Bucky are chuckling over the thought of making Steve sit through Bridesmaids, there's a sound of glass breaking from your living room and a muffled curse. The two of you immediately cease making any type of noise and Bucky is up with a gun in hand.

"Where the hell did that come from?! You hiss.

The telltale sound of a window then sliding shut can be heard.

"Shut up and get behind me."

The authority in his voice makes you freeze and your heart flutter at the same time, and you have to mentally scold yourself before you quickly do as he says. You follow Bucky towards the living, ready to duck at the ready, only to sigh and roll your eyes when you see who it is.

Bucky stands tall and lowers his gun. "Parker." You can practically hear the annoyance in his voice.

"Mr. Barnes?" Peeking around his shoulder, you raise your eyebrow at your best friend who's been too busy for you and is now frowning at Bucky. When he catches sight of you, he asks, "What's going on?"

"Uh, well we were having dinner until we thought someone was breaking in."

"Alone?!"

Your brow furrows at Peter's incredulousness, only for him to realize you're not impressed with his tone. You raise an eyebrow at him and cross your arms over your chest. "Did you need something?"

"Oh, um, yeah." He shifts from foot to foot, gesturing to his face where there's a scrape on his cheekbone. "My ribs took a beating too. Can you patch me up?"

"Sure." You sigh. "Why not."

Before you can leave to go to the bathroom to get the supplies you need, Bucky says, "I'll just get out of your way then."

You stop and face him. "What? But we haven't even finished our food. It won't take me long."

"It's fine, doll." He grins when he realizes you're trying to get him to stay. "You gotta hit the hay early anyway. We'll talk soon."

You hold his gaze for a moment longer, sighing when he won't budge. "Well at least take your food with you. No use in it going to waste."

Bucky nods and heads back to the kitchen, collecting his food. You watch him and then follow him to the door, holding his food while he bends over to lace up his boots. Once he retakes his food and you open the door, he thanks you for the time away from the tower and disappears down the hall.

Shutting the door and then heading back into the living room, you tell Peter to get back into his regular clothes so you can get to his ribs while you go gather your medical supplies.

Meeting Peter back in the living room and setting everything down on the coffee table, he says, "So you and Bucky-"

"Don't." You pick up the peroxide bottle and soak a cotton ball in it. "Bucky and I are friends."

Peter manages to keep his mouth shut as you clean the scrape on his cheek and place a small bandage on it. Then when you've checked his ribs and tell him he just needs to ice them, he mumbles, "Friends who apparently lick each other." You snort and think nothing of his sullen tone, but when you look at his face you see he's actually being quite serious. There's no chuckle or boyish grin and for a moment you're absolutely floored at his attitude. "I don't think I'm comfortable with Bucky being alone with you in your apartment."

"Are you- are you kidding me?" You huff and take a step back from him. When Peter just continues to frown, you shake your head at him. "First of all, I'm an adult woman who can make her own decisions."

"I know, but-"

"I'm not finished!" You snap. Peter's eyes widen, but he smartly ceases talking. "I am allowed to have friends whether you like them or not. We have a pact, Petey, and since I'm still abiding by it I would hope that you would too."

"Yeah, but that's for significant others!"

"Significant others or friends, it doesn't matter. And you should be grateful I've kept my mouth shut when it comes to you and Leslie because let me tell you, I've been biting my tongue a lot these past few weeks. Bucky and the others have stepped up since you've abandoned me, so you have absolutely no room to tell me that you're uncomfortable with him or any of them being around me."

"Leslie isn't that bad and I have not abandoned you." You snort, but don't bother opening that can of worms even further. He finally gets annoyed with your quietness. "I'm here, aren't I?"

"You're here because you needed a bandage. Tell me, Peter, where are you going after here? Where are you going after making five minutes of small talk and calling it a night?" He opens his mouth and then snaps it shut, shrugs, and you shake your head at him once more in disappointment. "Exactly. Just go, Peter. I'm so over this conversation right now and I have work in the morning."

"Wait, but we promised we'd never leave a conversation where we were still annoyed with each other!"

"And we also promised we'd never judge who the other decided to spend time with, but here we are." He frowns at you. "Go to your girlfriend, Peter. We'll talk again in another few days or weeks or whenever. I don't care right now."

Peter stands there, gaping, before he pulls himself together and makes his way back towards the window he had crawled through. He glances at you one last time, but you merely keep staring until his mask encompasses his head once more and he lifts the window before taking his leave.

As the window shuts behind him, you sag in on yourself and your breathing stutters in your chest as your eyes fill with tears. You've never been this angry at Peter and the fact that he thinks it's okay to ignore you until he needs something and then has an opinion about who you hang out with was just too much for you to let slide.

You quickly gather everything from your coffee table and return it to its rightful place in your bathroom, and throw away the trash. Your appetite is long gone, so you put up what's left of your food and then head to your room to gather some clothes so you can shower and get into bed.

By the time you've crawled into bed, you're still a bit annoyed. So grabbing your phone, you pull up your text messages and click on Bucky's thread.

To Bucky: Well that was a shit show. I don't think I've ever made Petey leave my apartment while we were still angry with each other.

From Bucky: I'm sorry, doll. Anything I can do?

To Bucky: If he gives you attitude, get a non-serum individual to punch him. You, Steve, and probably Nat will send him flying into the wall.

From Bucky: If I remember..

To Bucky: Well I mean if you forget, I won't complain. I'll probably laugh when he comes crying to me.

From Bucky: You're a terrible human being.

To Bucky: Whatever. You adore me just the way I am. And now I should get some shut eye. I'll talk to you soon. Night, Sarge.

From Bucky: Night, sweetheart.

For the next couple of weeks, you keep yourself busy with work. Bucky and a few others do go on a mission as he said they would, so you keep your texts to a minimum of three each day- a good morning, a random story from that day, and a good night. They're gone for four days and in those four days you've not heard from Peter. The only reason you know he's not completely done with you is the fact he likes your posts that you put up on social media.

But since you're not currently speaking to your best friend and are too exhausted to hang out with anyone else, you're in a bit of a funk and completely caught off guard one evening when the patient a police officer brings in smacks you right across the face. You had been trying to insert an IV into his arm when he completely lost his shit, and then you were hit so hard that you were strewn across the gurney behind you. And in your vulnerable position, a fistful of your hair had been grabbed and yanked right before the police officer had intervened and pulled the patient off of you.

You had been given a bit of time to ice your cheek before you had to get back to work, but your face and scalp were hurting you the entire time.

On your way home, however, you're surprised to receive a call from Pepper. You're heading towards your apartment complex when she invites you to dinner there at the tower since Darcy is finally back in town, and you hate to do it, but you're not exactly up to be around such a rowdy bunch. So you apologize to Pepper and ask her to apologize to Darcy for you, and take a rain check. Immediately she knows something is wrong, but you only tell her you had a rough night at work and all you want is a hot shower and to crawl into bed. She hesitates but wishes you well, and the call ends moments later.

When you get home, you waste no time in locking the door behind you and heading straight for your bathroom. You strip down and take the hottest shower your body is capable of handling, and let yourself relax in the steam-filled room. Afterwards, as you're drying off, you gently dry your hair since your scalp is still sensitive and then get dressed in some of your comfort clothes.

Then heading out into the kitchen, you find some leftovers in your fridge and heat those up, tiredly sitting at your kitchen table and digging in. Just as you're done with your food and heading towards the living room, someone pounds on your apartment door. You sigh, hoping they go away, and have only plopped down onto the sofa when a familiar gruff voice speaks through the wood.

You quietly groan as Bucky tells you he knows you're there and you get up to open the door for him. He's on the verge of knocking again when you swing the door open. "Hey. Pepper said-" He trails off as he takes in your appearance, expression going slack before his jaw clenches in anger. "Who?"

You shake your head, gesturing him inside as you turn around and walk towards your sofa. You hear your door click shut before the footsteps follow you. "Work got a little hectic. No need to hunt down anyone, Barnes. I'm fine."

"Half your face is bruised, doll. You are not fine."

"It's all part of my job." You shrug and plop down onto the sofa once more. Pulling a blanket over your lap, you stare up at your friend. "There will always be a drunk and disorderly patient. I was just lucky he didn't do more damage."

Bucky frowns, but he doesn't push you on it. Instead, he walks over and sits next to you, angling his body towards yours when gentle fingers grasp your chin to angle your face more towards him. "What exactly happened?" He asks as his eyes dart over every inch of your face.

"Some petty criminal did some damage to his head in the back of a patrol car. Police officer brought him in and he seemed pretty docile up until I jabbed him with the IV. He got the drop on me. It happens." Gentle fingers brush along your cheekbone and you flinch. Tears sting your eyes as you sniffle. "I'm fine."

"Just because you keep sayin' that doesn't mean it's true."

Your bottom lip wobbles at his words and you lose the battle with keeping the tears at bay. The moment they fall, Bucky pulls you into a hug and you cry into his shoulder. "Dammit," you mumble. "See what you started!"

Bucky chuckles and he holds you a few moments longer, rubbing a hand up and your back to offer a semblance of comfort. When he lets you go, you fall back against the sofa cushions and wipe the tears away with your blanket. "So what are we watching?" He asks while settling in next to you and draping an arm behind your head.

"Shouldn't you go back to the tower and have dinner with the rest of them? I'm-"

"If you say you're fine one more time, I will drag you back to the tower and let Steve motherhen you."

You sigh. "Low blow, Buckaroo."

"And for that horrendous nickname, you've lost the privilege of choosing what we're going to watch."

You laugh and don't bother arguing with him about it as he leans across you to snag up the remote. When he settles back down and you snuggle into his side, you huff a small laugh when he settles on TLC which is showing 90 Day Fiancé.

"Why this show?" You ask.

"Because it blows my mind that some people are so oblivious and can't see that their chosen partner is only in it for the green card."

As you let his reasoning sink in, you can't help but giggle as you picture Bucky sitting in his own apartment and bad mouthing the TV because he didn't like the decisions the people were making in their love life. You watch along with him, cringing at the more obvious couples that are only headed for future divorce and smiling when one of the couples is actually in it for love.

You manage to almost watch a complete two hour episode when there's a knock on your door, but you're too comfortable to get up and answer it.

"You get it," you say as you nudge Bucky.

He nudges you back. "It's your apartment."

"Yeah, but I don't feel like getting up."

"You could have at least come up with a better excuse."

You grin, finally taking your eyes off the screen and glancing up at Bucky. "M'too tired. Brain's not working fast enough." He continues to give you a deadpan stare until you jut out your bottom lip. "Please?"

The second Bucky's lips twitch, you know you've won. He huffs and roughly pushes himself up off the sofa as if answering the door is a hardship, and you go back to watching TV. At least until you hear a familiar voice stammer, "Uh, h-hey Mr. Barnes. Is Y/N home?"

Your gaze snaps towards the door where Peter is standing out in the hallway, hands in his pockets as he sheepishly stares at Bucky. The man in question turns and raises an eyebrow at you as if saying what do I do and you give him a terse nod to let him know it's okay. Bucky steps aside and Peter readily walks in.

"I should be getting back to the tower," Bucky suddenly says. "You kids have fun."

This time it's your turn to give him a deadpan stare and he smirks right before slipping his boots back on. Then as soon as they're laced up, he's walking out the door and shutting it behind him. Peter, who hadn't stopped staring at the intimidating man, finally turns to look at you. And when he does, his eyes widen.

"What happened to your face?!"

You sigh. "I'm fine. Just had a little incident at work."

"And Mr. Barnes was what? Comforting you?"

"First of all, can you stop calling him Mr. Barnes? You two avenge together and what not. I'm pretty sure that means you're on a first name basis." Peter grins as he takes a seat on the recliner near you, shrugging. "And Bucky was here because when I turned down dinner at the tower, Pepper figured something was wrong. Bucky took it upon himself to check in."

"So are you two like a thing or something?" He wonders.

"We're just.. friends," you say. "For some unknown reason we clicked and we're comfortable in each other's company."

For a moment Peter doesn't say anything, nor will he meet your gaze, but then he's looking at you and sighing. "I'm sorry." You blink at him, surprised to hear the apology. "I shouldn't have freaked out that one night. Who you are friends with and who you decide to date is your business."

You finally smile, even though it's rather small. "Thank you. And don't get me wrong, I know you meant well, but you should have dropped it and just trusted my judgment."

"Yeah. I know," he mumbles.

"Soo.. are we good?" You ask.

"Yeah."

"Good. I was getting tired of you liking my posts and not commenting on them."

Peter snorts. A moment of silence passes and then he says, "So you'll be glad to know that Leslie and I aren't together anymore. I broke it off earlier tonight."

You wince. "Sorry."

"Nah. Don't be. She was totally using me for access to the tower." You're torn between being smug about being right and being sad for your friend who just ended his relationship. "I only realized it earlier when she got upset because Mr. Rogers posted a picture of you and Mr. Barnes together, and she had a few choice words to say about it."

"What? Steve posted a picture of us?" You quickly pull out your phone, checking social media for any notifications. There are none, but as you get on Instagram you check Steve's page and sure enough there's a new pic that shows Bucky staring fondly at you as you laugh at something on your phone. "That little shit didn't tag us!"

As your thumbs move furiously to give Steve a piece of your mind and to comment how adorable you and Bucky look, Peter can't help but say, "You're attracted to him."

Your texting falters and you quickly glance at your friend to gauge his reaction, but when he just looks amused, you shrug. "I mean have you seen him? How could I not be attracted to him?"

"Does he know?"

"I have a feeling he does. Asshole likes to fluster me every now and then."

"Well if it makes you feel any better, I'm pretty sure he likes you back." You snort and go back to finishing up the comment on Steve's post. "I'm serious. When we stopped talking, he threatened me. He was pissed that I made you cry and said I was lucky. He's actually really scary when you're on his bad side."

It takes a moment for his words to sink in and when they do you can feel your ears heating up, followed by your cheeks. Peter starts to laugh and you groan in embarrassment. "Why is this so weird? Dating should be easy!"

"Well he is an Avenger.."

"I don't care about that! He's just- he's really, really hot. It's intimidating."

"Wait, what?" Peter huffs. "So you're intimidated by his hotness and not because he's a super-soldier with a metal arm?"

"Well yeah."

Expression melting into one of confusion, your friend eventually shakes his head at you. "You're on your own with that. Good luck."

You hadn't realized how much everyone had known about your and Peter's brief falling out until the two of you were laughing together once again at the tower. It seemed like everyone had sagged in relief now that the two of you were poking fun at one another once more, and you had to apologize for apparently making it awkward for them.

And now that your best friend knew of your crush on a certain super-soldier, there was lots of teasing material. Of course you kept him in line when you could, but there was no stopping the force of Peter, Wanda, and Darcy combined.

It's a random Tuesday night when you've driven over to the Tower, Bucky having called you over for dinner with a few friends. You had the day off so you didn't mind heading on over, but as the elevator doors slide open after having ridden up to the communal floor, you yelp in surprise as the small gathered crows that shout, "Happy birthday!", at you.

Steve, Wanda, Sam, and Peter pop confetti poppers as you step out of the elevator, eyes wide as you glance between each of them. "My birthday is not until tomorrow!" You hiss.

"But you work tomorrow." Wanda frowns.

"Mhm." Your eyes then narrow, glancing behind them at the streamers and balloons hanging from the ceiling. "And how'd you guys even know?"

Everyone glances at Peter and he takes a step back when your gaze slides to him. He chuckles sheepishly. "I might have hid your birthday cupcake here and Steve found it."

"Petey," you groan. "Why couldn't you just hide it at aunt May's like usual? You know I dislike birthday celebrations."

"You don't dislike them. You just dislike all the attention being on you."

"Whatever. Where's Barnes? He's the one who lured me here under false pretenses. I got a bone to pick with him too."

Everyone turns around and Bucky's head appears from around the corner. He smirks and you glare at him. "Not false pretenses. We are having dinner," he says. "It just so happens to be a birthday dinner. And it's running a little bit late, so until the food gets here you get to open presents."

"You guys all suck."

Peter and Wanda each take a hand and drag you further into the room, heading towards the kitchen. Bucky fully steps out from behind the wall and you aim a kick at his shin as you're walking by. He laughs as he easily dodges it and then you're standing by the kitchen island that's been cleared of everything other than birthday presents.

You huff a small laugh and shake your head fondly at them. "I love you guys, but you do know you didn't have to get me anything, right?"

"Shut up and open the presents," Bucky says.

"Open mine first," Sam says, reaching into the small pile and pulling out a white envelope. "Unlike the others, I was literally told within the last thirty minutes we were doing this so yeah. It's not the best present, but I think you'll enjoy it."

You smile at Sam as you open it, chuckling at the plain birthday card and his brief personal message written inside. But it's what else that's inside that makes you meet Sam's gaze once more, smiling fondly at him. "Thank you. I can't get enough of bubble tea and I'm sure I can do some damage with this gift card."

"You're welcome."

"Mine next." Peter reaches in for a medium-sized box and hands it over to you. "I know you're not a fan of presents, so I got you something I actually knew you'd enjoy."

Raising an eyebrow at him, you pull the lid off of the box. Then glancing down, you snort before pulling out a bottle of Patron Silver Tequila. "I knew we were best friends for a reason."

Steve groans. "Please drink responsibly."

"Please. Responsible is my middle name, Rogers." Everyone snorts and instead of trying to remain serious and feign offense, you end up laughing. "Sam and Buck are good babysitters. You have nothing to worry about."

"That's to be determined," he says. "Here. Open mine. I honestly had no idea what to get you, but Peter assured me you'd enjoy this."

Putting the bottle of tequila back in its box, you accept Steve's gift. Pulling off the ribbon, you can't help but laugh when you see what's inside. "Cards Against Humanity." Peter cheers. "We're playing this the next time I have off," you say, grinning at Steve.

"What is Cards Against Humanity?" He wonders. "I just picked it up and boxed it."

"It's possibly one of the most confusing card games or raunchy card games you'll ever play," Sam says. "I, for one, am looking forward to it."

"Thank you, Steve. I seriously can't wait to play it."

"You're welcome."

Wanda claps her hands. "Mine and Darcy's next. She ordered online and I had to pick it up earlier. But, um, I'm not sure you want to open it up in front of everyone."

"Oh god. Don't tell me it's a vibrator."

Sam laughs out loud as both Peter and Steve start blushing. Bucky looks rather amused and intrigued as Wanda slides two boxes over to you. She shakes her head, giggling. "Not quite."

For a brief moment you're relieved, but then her answer sinks in and you're hesitant all over again. You groan. "Is yours safer? I feel like it is. Which one is it?"

Wanda only smirks as she pushes her box towards you. You open it, marvel at its contents, and then put the lid back on much to the boys' displeasure. Trying to keep a straight face, you look at Wanda. "How many sets did you get?"

"There's four. All in colors that will look amazing against your skin tone."

"Thank you. I'll send you pictures when I wear them."

"Yes please! Natasha wants to know how they fit as well. She was the one who suggested them."

"I'll send them to the ladies group chat then."

"Well that's not fair," Sam complains. "First for not showing us what's inside the box and then you guys have a ladies only group chat. I wanna be in the ladies only group chat."

"But then that defeats the purpose of it being a ladies only group chat," you muse.

"Come on," Peter then whines. "What was the present?"

Your gaze slides to Peter, but instead of outright saying what it is, you say, "Think back to that one Halloween night where you wouldn't let me out of the dorm until I switched costumes."

It takes him only a minute to understand and when he does, he snorts. "That wasn't a costume! That was lingerie."

"Whoa, what?" Sam exclaims, grinning.

"Lingerie can be worn as a costume?" Steve wonders.

"I was actually a Victoria's Secret Angel, complete with the most amazing set of wings, and Petey forbade me from leaving the room. It was a sad, sad night."

"As much as I wanna get into that," Sam says, "I wanna know what Barnes got you more."

You chuckle and glance at Bucky, smile faltering when you see him tense. But then he seems to shake himself out of it and offers you a grin. "Open the bigger one first."

Wanda clears away the other presents as Bucky slides his two towards you. You feel giddy as you grab the bigger box, untying the black silk ribbons and lifting the lid. There's tissue paper you open up and you gasp, happily giggling. "You didn't?!"

"Well you did say it was your favorite movie, sweetheart."

"Yes!" You glance up, beaming at Bucky, and your heart swells at his own smile being directed at you. "I really, really love this. I can't wait to hang it up."

"What is it?" Peter wonders, trying to peer across the island.

"It's a quote from Practical Magic," you say and Peter huffs a laugh, knowing full well your love for that movie. You carefully pick it up and turn it around so everyone can see it as you read it off by heart. "Always throw spilt salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Plant lavender for luck and fall in love whenever you can."

"Aw," Wanda coos. "That's adorable."

"I made Bucky watch this movie a while back," you say. "I need to show it to you one of these days."

"I'm looking forward to it," she says.

With nothing else to say, you place it back in its box and set it aside in favor for the second box. It's a little smaller, but you're excited for it nonetheless. Untying the ribbon and lifting the lid, you immediately laugh at the white petals scattered atop the tissue paper.

"Barnes, you smooth sonuvabitch," Sam mutters.

Steve and Peter laugh, but you're so focused on the notecard that's under some of the petals. Lifting it up, you read the note to yourself because immediately you know it's personal. My better half has to be funny, get along with my friends, won't judge me for my past, and has decent taste in movies.

Heart fluttering, you bite the corner of your lip when it feels like you're smiling way too much.

"Well what does Prince Charming have to say?" Sam asks.

"That's none of your business." You close the note and then tuck into your back pocket, chuckling when Sam and Wanda complain. When you meet Bucky's gaze, you immediately flush and mentally curse yourself when you see him smirk in return.

Inhaling and exhaling deeply, you center yourself and then part the tissue paper. You look at the second portrait and gasp after you read it.

"What? What is it?" Peter wonders.

This second portrait is of a hand drawn bowl with a tipped over salt shaker, a small bundle of lavender, a small bundle of rosemary, and a heart beneath it. Above the bowl is a swirl of flower petals and inside the swirl of petals, in very pretty cursive writing, are the words I wished for you too.

Did he just- did he confess his own feelings by using a Practical Magic quote? Or was this just you overthinking his present? You glance to meet Bucky's gaze and at his gauging expression your eyes fill with tears.

"What did you do, Barnes?!" Sam scolds him. "You made the poor girl cry at her own birthday celebration!"

But Bucky isn't paying him any attention, instead he's solely focused on you. You set the present aside and walk around the kitchen island on shaky legs, and Bucky readily reaches for your waist as you grab his face and pull him down into a kiss.

You can't believe you're kissing Bucky, but then he squeezes your waist and returns the kiss, and you know you made the right choice.

Someone gasps, but then the following words let you know exactly who it is. "Darcy is going to be so angry she missed this." Wanda. That is Wanda.

"What the hell is going on?" Sam wonders. "What type of present can cause this type of reaction?"

You smile against Bucky's mouth, pressing a chaste kiss to the corner of his mouth before falling flat on your feet after having been on the tips of your toes in order to reach his mouth.

"It's my favorite quote from my favorite movie," you say. You turn around to address your friends, but Bucky doesn't let you go far. He wraps one arm around your waist and tugs you back so you're resting against his chest and tucked beneath his chin. "It's a movie about witches," you explain. "These two little girls are being raised by their aunts and they see them performing love spells for a local woman. Basically, one of the young girls refuses to fall in love after witnessing a love spell gone wrong and she does her own spell to call forward a love that would be impossible to find- a man who's favorite shape would be a star and who had one green eye, one blue. Years down the road, the sisters accidentally murder a man."

Sam snorts. "How the hell does one accidentally murder someone?"

"Shush." Wanda admonishes him. "I want to hear the story behind the gift."

You and Bucky chuckle, and you continue to explain. "Anyway, they send in an US Marshall to investigate the disappearance and the one who had done the love spell at a young age starts to fall for this man. She ends up telling him about the murder, but he doesn't quite believe her. Then they're on the verge of hooking up when she gets a good look at his eyes- one green eye, one blue."

"Oh my god. That's so cute!" Wanda says.

"It gets cuter. And sadder," you say. "So she explains to this man about her family, the murder, and how she can't be with him because he's only attracted to her because of a love spell she did when she was just a little girl. At first he's skeptical about this spell bringing him to her, but then he ends up believing her. And as he's walking away from her, he stops to tell her I wished for you too."

"So you made out with Barnes because of that?" Sam shakes his head, chuckling. "Wow."

"It's fuckin' adorable. Stop ruining the moment, Samuel!" Bucky laughs at your words and pulls you closer to him.

"So while I'm happy for Buck," Steve says, "I'm still really curious about what Darcy's gift is."

Peter nods. "Same."

Wanda giggles, but says nothing as she grabs the box and slides it over to you. You groan because you know it can be nothing good, but you still open it since everyone is watching and waiting. As soon as you part the tissue paper and read the box, alongside taking in the picture on the box, your face flames as you shove the lid back on. Wanda cackles.

"I hate her."

"She said to give the remote to-"

"Don't!" You cut Wanda off, blushing even further. "I know who she means to have control of that."

"They- they make underwear that does that?" Bucky muses and you die a little on the inside in embarrassment. You elbow him as he starts to laugh behind you.

Sam instantly knows what the gift is now and starts to laugh, but Steve and Peter apparently need some help.

"Lewis got you vibrating panties, didn't she?"

"Oh my god, Sam, if you don't shut up I'm gonna punch you in the throat."

Steve is torn between laughing and trying not to make you even more uncomfortable, but his amusement wins out. "Given Y/N's flustered state, I'm assuming Darcy wants Bucky to have the remote."

"I mean this seems like it could make for an interesting night."

Everyone laughs at Bucky's sudden interest in the box you're doing your damnedest to keep shut, but luckily Peter steps in. "As much I love watching Y/N squirm, can we get ready to eat? I'm starving."

"Yeah, yeah. Let's go wait downstairs for it, kid."

Sam and Peter head for the elevator to take them down to the lobby, and you turn around in Bucky's hold. "Help me take this stuff to my car so I don't have to do it later?"

"Sure thing, doll." He grins. But instead of stepping away, he pushes you further into the kitchen island. You smile as he cages you in and then huff a laugh when he reaches for the box behind you. "So exactly how long do we have to be dating before we can test these out?"

You slowly lean upward so your lips brush his as you say, "I'd say very, very soon if you would put your ass into gear and help me move these presents like I asked."

Bucky laughs and presses a quick kiss to your lips. "Then let's get to it."

The telltale sound of a phone's camera goes off and you turn your face towards the sound. Wanda is beaming, her phone pointed towards you and Bucky. "Darcy wanted evidence I wasn't lying. She's going to be so happy."

Bucky turns his face to look at her then, his cheek brushing against yours where he's yet to back off from you. "Tell Lewis I said thanks for the present. I'll give her my review of them in a few weeks."

Wanda's eyes widen and you immediately blurt, "Don't you dare!" But she's already texting and you know the group chat full of ladies is going to be full of messages that you'll have to reply to later. Quietly groaning, you slap your hands against Bucky's waist and push him back. Looking up at him, you shake your head but the corner of your lips turn up in amusement. "You're terrible. I would threaten to withhold sex, but I've been looking forward to that for a while. I'd just be punishing us both."

"Just tell me when and where, sweetheart, and I'll be there."

"Oh no. You guys are going to be that couple," Steve complains.

And without missing a beat, you face him and say, "Fuck off, Rogers!" Bucky snorts.

"You're cranky when you haven't gotten laid."

You gasp as Bucky bursts out laughing right in your ear, but he quickly catches you as you try to lunge for his best friend. "You know what, I was going to be discreet when banging your best friend, but now I'm going to tell you all the filthy things Bucky likes to do just to annoy you. I will go into excruciating detail about the look and taste of his dick!"

Steve blanches as it's Wanda's turn to burst out laughing. "You've done it now, Steve."

And as Steve looks to Bucky for help, he merely shrugs. "You brought this on yourself, Stevie. Hope you enjoy the play by plays."

Relaxing in Bucky's hold and moving so you're hip to hip with him, you slide your arm behind his waist and hook your thumb into the belt loop of his jeans. "We're going to have so much fun."

[harleybeaumont]

Shut Up And Dance With Me

One Shot from - Love Me The Way I Am

Book - TRR AU one shot

Pairings- Maxwell x MC (Harley)

Synopsis - Maxwell and Harley have a dance party in Ramsford late one night. 

A/N- This is from my story Love Me The Way I Am, between Part 1 and Part 2 (which will be out soon!) You don’t need to have read my fic in order to enjoy this one shot. ❤️

A/N 2- Every time I hear this song it makes me think of Maxwell, so I knew this story had to be written! There’s a nice dose of Maxwell’s sweet soul and endearing nonsense.🥰

🎵 🎶 Song Inspiration- Shut Up And Dance by Walk The Moon (listen to it here!😊)

Warnings- just a bit of language, but mostly fluff

Word Count- 2,580

*I’m tagging some people who have read LMTWIA before or who I think might be interested in this! Don’t feel obligated to read! ❤️

Lyrics will appear in bold.

Shut Up And Dance With Me!

11:00 pm and here I am thinking about her again. Not like it’s an uncommon thing for me. She occupies my brain nearly twenty four hours a day. Though, not only my brain.. I finally know what they meant by someone taking over your mind, body, and soul. That’s Harley Hughes, alright. My Harley.

I pull out my phone, rereading the texts from today, the cute little emojis and ‘I love you’s’ filling my heart with nearly unbearable joy. I never thought someone would love me the way she does. Through all my flaws.. my idiocy, my impulsiveness, my ‘through the roof’ energy. She loves me through it all. And God, I love her.

I sigh and put my phone away. How can you already miss someone who you just saw two hours ago? Ugh, tomorrow morning can't come soon enough. I think I’ll make her breakfast. Even though we both suck at cooking, we have a lot of fun trying. Harley burns nearly everything she touches, and for some reason, I never cook anything long enough. Most mornings we end up eating cereal.

A knock at the door causes me to nearly drop the phone on my face as I’m laying in bed. Yes, I was reading her texts again. God, I’m so far gone.

I open the door and standing before me is my beautiful goddess, wearing a backless dress and some beat up sneaks. Her face has been scrubbed clean of all her makeup and her long brown hair is pulled back in a messy bun. She’s absolutely gorgeous. I feel my heart jumping out of my chest as she smiles at me.

“Hey!” Harley throws herself against me and hugs me tightly. God she smells so good. Like honeysuckle and cupcakes all mixed together. Note to self: Try to make honeysuckle cupcakes one day.

“I missed you!” She says blushing. “I know it’s stupid to talk about missing someone when you literally just saw them a couple hours ago but-”

I grab her hand and bring her toward me for a kiss, cutting her off. “I missed you too, beautiful.”

She blushes and I’m sure I am too. No one has ever had that effect on me. Maxwell Beaumont has always been cool as a cucumber, but with her.. I’m anything but. 

“Do you wanna come in?” I open the door wider and step back. 

She smiles and says, “I have a better idea! If you’re up for it.”

I am officially intrigued and one hundred percent up for anything and everything this woman wants to do. “Hell yes!”

“You don't wanna know what it is first?”

I shrug, “Are you gonna be there?”

“Yesss.”

“Then I’m up for it! It doesn't matter what it is, as long as I get to be near you,” I say and she blushes again. God, I’ll never get tired of seeing her like that.

“Then throw some shoes on and let’s go to the ballroom.” 

I gasp. “The ballroom?” I think I know where this is going! “You don’t mean.. Impromptu dance party?!?!”

 Harley giggles, “Let’s go and you’ll find out!” She loves dancing almost as much as I do, even trying to learn some break dancing moves for me. No one ever gave a shit about that before. Harley is my discotheque, Juliette, teenage dream.

I’m wearing sweatpants and a white undershirt and Bertrand would be mortified if he knew I came downstairs dressed in anything so casual.. Even though no one is here besides us. I could run through the halls naked and no one would know. And believe me, I’ve done it. It was so freeing until I crashed into one of the housekeepers who was working late. But that’s a humiliating story for another time. “Shouldn't I change?”

“No way! We’re being spontaneous, Max!” She grabs a pair of tennis shoes from my closet and starts putting them on my feet. It would probably seem silly to most people, but the gesture makes me fall for her a little more. I may be a grown man, but it’s really nice to have someone want to take care of you every once in a while. “There.” She looks up from the ground in front of me, and my breath catches, just like the first time I made eye contact with that beautiful waitress in New York. I swear even back then, I felt it in my chest as she looked at me. And nothing has changed.

I pull her up and we make our way down the stairs, trying and failing not to giggle at the thought of waking up Bertrand. Although it is Wednesday night.. He’s probably watching his telenovelas. 

Harley pauses outside of the door to the ballroom and tells me to wait as she slips inside. Suddenly I see neon lights from under the crack in the door and hear music blasting. Oh my god she planned this! She actually planned this for me! I am trying my hardest not to cry.

“Ta-daaa!” She throws open the doors dramatically and part of the ballroom is lit up like a middle school dance. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my life! Strobing neon lights and streamers adorn a corner of the ballroom. But the best sight is Harley giving me that bright, hopeful smile. From the moment I first saw that smile directed at me, I knew we were bound to be together.. Well at least I hoped we would be!

She took my arm and pulled me inside, smiling brightly. “What do you think?”

Damn it, I’m crying. Why am I such a fucking crybaby? “Harley.. Did you do all this yourself?”

“Of course I did! Although I don't know how it happened so smoothly! I had to sneak all this stuff past Bertrand when he was in his study!” 

“I’m truly in shock.”  I say as I grab her hand, leading her toward the dance floor and the flashing lights.. 

We took the floor and she said, “I know it’s kinda corny, but is it.. ok?

“Okay!?!?! It’s the best damn thing anyone has ever done for me!”

Though it’s hard to tell through the strobing neon lights, I see a slight blush tint her beautiful cheeks and I stoop down to kiss them.

She closes her eyes and smiles. “So.. what are we waiting for?” 

The music is calling me and I feel it in my bones. Harley has already started swaying her hips and places my hands against them. She gets up on her toes and gives me a heated kiss that I feel all the way down to my... feet. Uh, ya my feet. Try to keep your mind PG tonight, Maxwell!

I’m so wrapped up in her that I almost forget to close the ballroom doors.. Don’t want Bertrand to hear the music and ruin everything. I pull away from her and she grabs my hands, pulling me back as she stares into my eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes. “Oh, don't you dare look back. Just keep your eyes on me.” She brought my hands behind her and placed them onto that amazing ass.. So much for PG thoughts!

I gulp. “Um, no problem there.” Why was I even looking away in the first place? No idea.

Harley asked if I could show her some break dancing moves. Oh yes.. My time to shine. They don't call me ‘secret agent break dance’ for nothing. Or maybe it’s just me who says that. Aaaanyway..

I drop down to the floor and bust a move like there’s no tomorrow! Handstands, flips, spins.. And that one move I trademarked that got me the gold in the European Breakdancing Championship. I call it ‘The Squid’s Justice’. Ya, that one nearly gave me a concussion the first fifty times I tried it. Bertrand forbade me from ever doing it again, but what he doesn’t know wont hurt him. The whole point is that your arms and legs are spinning so quickly that you can't tell how many limbs you have and you kinda look like a squid. Ya, it’s bad ass. 

“Oh my god, Max!” Harley gasps as I perfectly execute ‘The Squid’s Justice’. In your face, Bertrand! “That looks way too hard for me to do! I’ll just stick to shaking my ass!”

“Hey, you know I’ll never object to that!” I laugh but I am one hundred percent truthful. That ass is.. Muah! Chefs kiss. 

Harley slowly drops down to the floor, making eye contact with me over her shoulder. I’m trying to keep my cool and not let her see how much it affected me. Maybe if I tease her, I can get her to do it again. I said, “You’re holding back, Harley. I’ve seen you go even lower at the club.”

She laughs, seeing completely through me as usual. “I know what you’re doing!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about!” I lie, trying to keep a straight face.

Harley gives me a smirk. “Maxwell..” she said, “Shut up and dance with me!”

“Yes, ma’am!”

I grab her hand and twirl her while she laughs. I love seeing her let loose and dance with abandon. I watch her spinning and jumping around, the loud music and the strobing lights surround her, and my heart swells. How did I ever find someone so perfect? This woman is my destiny. 

I lift Harley off of the ground and she squeals, clinging to my shirt like I’m going to drop her. There’s no way. If I ever felt like I was going to drop her, I’d do the chivalrous thing and let her fall on top of me to cushion her fall. Maxwell Beaumont was raised to be a gentleman, after all. 

I grab her from behind and lift her and she spreads her arms out dramatically. She said, “Woohoo! I’m queen of the world!”

I can’t help but laugh. She is just the best, most ridiculous person ever. Well, maybe the second most ridiculous person. But that’s another reason why I love her. “You know that’s not the exact quote, Harley. It’s actually I’m king of the world!”

“Oh my god, Maxwell just shut up and dance with me!” She shimmies towards me then drops into an ungraceful cartwheel. “You think you can keep up with this?” She is clearly trying to hide her laughter.

It’s hard not to crack up at that display, but I try to keep a serious expression. “Oh, come on girl, you ain't seen nothing yet!”

We take turns twirling each other and laughing and having the best time ever. Her messy bun has almost completely fallen out and her wavy locks cascade across her shoulders and over the bare back of her dress. I dip her and look deep in her eyes, and the love I see is almost too much to bear. Those eyes that I always feared would never see me the way she sees me, are looking at me the way no one has before. Those eyes that I always imagined would look at Liam with that much adoration, are locked on mine. She’s here, not looking at The King, but the Court Jester. Sometimes it’s surreal to think she wants to be with me. 

When I pull her close and close my eyes, I swear I think I see the future. My future. Our future. Up until I met Harley, I didn’t give a crap about my future. I was always just living for the moment, partying, and had basically given up on ever having a relationship. But now I'm dancing with the love of my life.. And hopefully I’ll get to dance with her every day for the rest of my life.

We dance into the night, and I see Harley is starting to fade. And I’d never let on, but so am I. Even ‘secret agent break dance’ needs to rest every now and then! I realize this is my last chance to show off an epic move before both of us pass out, so I’m bringing out the big guns. We’re about to go full on Dirty Dancing in here.

“Baby, get ready for the lift!” I yell and Harley gives me a confused look. 

“The lift! Come on Baby, Johnny’s got you!”

“Oh god, Max are you sure?!” She quirks an eyebrow.

“Am I sure? Am I sure?! Listen, nobody puts Baby in a corner!”

She puts her hand on her forehead like she always does when she's worried. “Max, that has absolutely nothing to do with what I just asked-”

“Get ready!” I jog backwards and hold my arms out. I’m gonna Patrick Swayze the hell out of this.

Harley looks scared as hell, but God love her, she still runs at me full steam, pausing just in front of me to leap. I grab her waist and lift her straight over my head, and for a few glorious seconds she is hoisted in the air, arms spread wide like an eagle in flight. The clouds part as the angels sing ‘Time of My Life’, and even Patrick Swayze himself descends from the heavens to give me a thumbs up.

But.. apparently to do a lift you need a lot of upper arm strength. I started wobbling and she took my arm, trying to hold on for dear life.

Oh my god, we’re going down! I don’t know how it happened.. Ok ya, I do. I skipped ‘arm day’ at the gym a few too many times.. Ok, I don’t go to the gym. I get these guns from break dancing.

Before I know it, we’re both crashing unceremoniously to the ground. And of course I allow myself to cushion her fall. Didn’t I say I would?! We both stare at each other for a moment before Harley starts laughing hysterically. Yes, my pride is wounded, but that laugh is contagious and soon I’m joining in. Despite crashing to the floor, this has been one of the best nights of my life.

Harley stands and pulls me to my feet, still chuckling. “Come on, babe. We definitely need to end on a better note than that!”

I rub my back and smile at her. “You’re so right. Sorry I’m such an idiot!”

She gives me that warning look and I backtrack. “Ok, sorry.. I’m not an idiot! I know I’m not supposed to say that word anymore.”

“None of those self-deprecating words!” She chides me. She’s so cute when she looks angry. Her cute little nose wrinkles and I just have to kiss it. 

“I love you, Harley Quinn.” I kiss her forehead, nose, and lips.

She grabbed my hand and led me back toward the flashing lights. We took the floor and she said with a grin, “I love you too, my handsome Joker. Now let’s finish up with a freestyle!”

We both bust out our best and worst dance moves, laughing into the night. And at that moment, nothing in the world could make me happier. 

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

“Oh, don't you dare look back

Just keep your eyes on me"

I said, "You're holding back"

She said, "Shut up and dance with me!"

This woman is my destiny

She said, "Ohh hoo

Shut up and dance!"

"Don't you dare look back

Just keep your eyes on me"

I said, "You're holding back"

She said, "Shut up and dance with me!"

This woman is my destiny

She said, "Ooh-ooh-hoo

Shut up and dance with me”

[escapewithbts]

Dancing in the Kitchen - Hoseok

I’m not sure what it is about j-hope that brings out the fluff in me but I’m okay with it 😆 This drabble was inspired by the first song he played in his most recent vlive called “dancing in the kitchen” by LANY. It’s a good song, highly recommend!

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In the dimly lit kitchen you sat anxiously on a stool at the island, biting your nails and constantly glancing at the time on your phone. It was currently 2:14am; your boyfriend’s flight had landed over an hour ago so you knew at any moment he would be coming through the front door of your shared apartment.

It has been three excruciatingly long months since you saw him last in person. He had left for a world tour with his band, and while the two of you had video chatted every night, you still missed him immensely in that time. Your heart ached for his return.

Finally it was here, and you were more nervous than you thought you would be. Nervous, but of course excited. Your apartment just wasn’t the same without him. He was your home.

Suddenly you heard the sound of keys jingling and slipping into the lock just outside the door. You stood up, your heart pounding harder than before, a large grin plastered across your face.

The door swung slowly open and there he was. The love your life back where he most belonged.

He dropped his suitcase and bags immediately upon seeing you as you ran into his muscular open arms.

“Hobi-ah,” you barely breathed out, overcome with the emotions flooding through you.

You buried your face in his familiar cologne-scented neck and ran your hands through his soft bleach blonde hair.

“Jagiya…”

He pulled your body as tightly to his as he could, nuzzling his face in your hair and sighing softly.

You pulled away, but only slightly so you could look at his handsome face.

“I missed you,” you whimpered, surprised by the couple tears that fell from your eyes.

Hoseok wiped them away with the pad of his thumb, his dark brown eyes not leaving yours.

“I missed you, jagi. So so much.”

Your lips met in a loving and long overdue kiss, and you relished in the feeling of his familiar softness and taste.

All of a sudden, you were interrupted by a rumble come from between you two. You broke apart and giggled.

“Was that your stomach?” You asked.

Hoseok chuckled.

“Yeah, I’m hungry. I didn’t eat much on the plane.”

You walked backwards further into the kitchen with a smile on your face.

“Well lucky for you I made your favorite meal as a welcome home dinner.”

You opened the fridge and removed containers as he took a seat at the island.

“Aiish, I am lucky. What did I do to deserve you, my (y/n)?”

Once you had reheated his food, the two of you sat closely together on the stools, thighs touching, and just chatting more about his tour life and your life at home. You quickly fell into a rhythm again, joking around and constantly making each other laugh, like he had never even left at all.

“Oh!” you suddenly exclaimed, “I finally finally memorized the dance for the chorus of ‘Idol’!”

Hoseok laughed.

“Finally! It only took you 3 years! You still could have asked for my help, you know.”

You rose up from your seat and shook your head triumphantly.

“Nope. I told you, I wanted to learn it on my own.”

You walked over to the speaker you had in the kitchen that was attached to your phone.

Hoseok crossed his arms and smiled widely. He gestured towards you.

“Alright jagi, let’s see it.”

“Idol” started blasting loudly through the room. You began by dancing your own silly choreography until the chorus, making Hoseok laugh so hard he had to cover his mouth.

You can’t stop me loving myself

Immediately you busted out the moves for the dance, concentrating on every step.

“Yesss jagi!” Hoseok encouraged, clapping along.

At verse two he got up to join you, laughing hysterically as the two of you bounced around then danced in unison at the next chorus.

You hadn’t laughed this much in a very long time and it felt so wonderful to have him back.

When the song ended you leaned against the counter, both panting and letting your laughter die down.

“Ah it’s so good to be home,” Hoseok murmured softly.

He lifted his hand up to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear that had fallen from your messy bun. You instinctively leaned into his touch.

“I could be anywhere in the world, jagiya,” he continued, “but home will always be here with you, just the two of us, dancing in the kitchen.”

*

Masterlist

[what-is-your-plan-today]

Riding High Ch 19: Unfair Comparison

Part 2

REMINDER! Chapter Warnings: Bad Language words in this part!

Please read Part 1 first

The next few weeks skipped by fairly uneventfully, bar the almost meltdown Mary had when it was revealed to her that she wouldn’t be going back into Bonnie’s class when September rolled around. Frank tried to explain to her that wasn’t how school worked but she was besides herself, declaring she wasn’t going back to school if that was the case, leaving Frank groaning about the possibility of repeat of the scene they had the previous year.

In the end, it was the twins that managed to explain it to her. Steve and his family came over to visit again for 2 weeks in the middle of August and the boys Charlie and Joel spent a lot of time at Fliss and Frank’s for sleepovers, Fliss loved having her nephews to stay. One night when they were all sat in the lounge, Frank overheard Charlie telling Mary all about how he was looking forward to moving into the bigger classroom and learning cool news stuff. He could see the cogs whirring in her head and after that the whole issue seemed to go away. Thank fuck.

Fliss had to laugh though, as one person who was NOT looking forward to the return of the school year was Bonnie. One Thursday night she called Fliss begging her got on a girl’s night out as she needed to blow off some end of holiday blues. Fliss agreed and arranged to meet up with her on Saturday evening. The weekend rolled round fairly quickly and Fliss was in a good mood when she arrived at work, a few lessons to do before she could head home and start getting ready. She was just heading out to the first one when her phone rang. The number was withheld but that wasn’t uncommon as a lot of people called about lessons in such a way.

“Fliss Gallagher…” she answered. No one spoke in response. “Hello?”

Nothing.

With a shrug she cut the call and replaced it back into her pocket, making her way over to the paddock, when the phone went again. She repeated the process and there was still no one talking on the other side.

“You ok?” Joanne looked at her, as Fliss frowned.

“Yeah, I just had 2 silent calls…” Fliss shrugged

“Probably someone ass-dialling”

“Yeah, maybe…” Fliss said, not voicing where her mind had instantly gone, straight to John.  She stuck the phone in her pocket once more and strode into the paddock, greeting her client.

There were no more calls that day, which made Fliss comfortable enough that it wasn’t her ex. If it was and he was playing some stupid game he wouldn’t have stopped. So by the time Mary appeared to do her stable chores and ride Monty she was in fairly good spirits. Fliss decided that they were going to do something a little different on Mary’s lesson today, and she placed a few poles on the floor and had Mary walk Monty over them first, then do them in trot. It wasn’t hard for the pony, and he knew his job but it was different for Mary, making her concentrate fully on where she was going. Frank leaned on the paddock fence watching the pair of them as Fliss walked along side Mary, chatting away to her before she stepped back and allowed Mary to try it on her own. The smile on Mary’s face was all Frank needed to see and he nodded to her as she looked over to him, his hand falling to Thor’s head as the dog had jumped up, leaning his paws on the top of the fence.

“Alright buddy?” he asked, scratching his ears as Thor panted in response, giving a sharp bark at Fliss who turned to look at them, grinning.

One the horses were fed they all made their way home and after dinner Fliss grabbed a glass of wine and headed for a shower and then to get ready. 40 minutes or so later she emerged dressed in a pair of denim shorts and a white off the shoulder top that had large golden pineapples printed on it and on her feet she wore a pair of gold sandals. To finish the beach-chic look, her auburn hair was pulled back into a messy bun at the nape of her neck and she was wearing a pair of gold hooped earrings along with her Pandora bracelet.

“You look lovely.” Frank smiled at her, and she grinned back. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah…” she nodded “Can we pick Bonnie up on our way?”

“Sure.” Frank nodded, turning to Mary “Come on Stack. We’ll swing by for ice cream on our way home.” “Yesss….” Mary gave him a hi-five as they all headed for the door.

It took them about 15 minutes to get to Bonnie’s and Fliss hopped out of the jeep heading up the steps to the small villa. Frank watched her go, quite happy to appreciate her ass in the shorts she was wearing, and smiled as she turned round, Bonnie following her down the steps.

“Hi…” She greeted Frank who nodded to her as she climbed in the back of the jeep. “Hi Mary.” “Hi Miss Stevenson…” “You can call me Bonnie out of school.” The dark-haired woman chuckled

“I know.” Mary shrugged.

Bonnie hesitated for a moment as Frank and Fliss exchanged a look, the pair of them grinning at Mary’s blasé tone before Frank shook his head

“Mary…” he chastised her gently.

“What?” she looked at him.

“Just…oh, I dunno, whatever.” he mumbled, setting the car going again. Fliss and Bonnie struck up a gentle conversation about where they were going, Frank not particularly listening to be honest. His right hand absentmindedly dropped to Fliss’ bare thigh, his thumb gently rubbing at her skin and she dropped her left hand on top of his, gently intertwining their fingers.

He was almost disappointed when he pulled up outside Rio’s that she had to let go.

“Have a good time.” he said as she leaned over to give him a quick kiss.

“Will do.” she smiled “See you later Mary.”

“Yeah bye!” Mary said, hopping out of the backseat to take up the vacant front one.

“Ice cream or hot dogs?” Frank looked at her, tearing his eyes away from Fliss as her and Bonnie headed into the bar, already knowing full well what Mary’s answer would be.

“Dur…” she looked at him “I got me a hankering for some Cookies and Cream.” Frank snorted and with a final look at the bar set off towards The Shack.

****

“Did he just…” Fliss looked at Bonnie, her eyes flicking from the young man in front of her to Bonnie, then back again. They’d had a few drinks at Rio’s, then headed up to another bar a few doors down and had wandered over to see what was going on round a pool table, soon finding themselves watching three younger guys as they were racking the balls up, ready to start a game of killer. By this point they’d had a fair amount of beer and shots, so Bonnie, clearly emboldened by alcohol, had cheekily quipped to the boys that Fliss would kick their arses and one of them, a tall guy with floppy sandy hair had responded with an equally cheeky little smirk and invited the “Grandma” to join them.

“Yeah, he so did…”

“Fucking Grandma…” Fliss glared at him, snatching up a pool cue.  “I’ll have you know, kid, I’m 34…not that old…” “You got 13 years on me.” he looked at her.

“Experience…” Bonnie nodded sagely “Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.” “You offering?” the lad looked at Bonnie who burst out laughing

“Sorry, we’re both taken…” “With each other…” Fliss said, causing Bonnie to snort again into her drink “We’re lesbians.” “Awesome!” the guy grinned, looking Fliss up and down before he arched an eyebrow at her. “I’m Joe by the way.” “Oh, I’m Felicia and this is Linda.” Fliss said, this time causing Bonnie to choke on her gin.

“Nice to meet you…now…”  Joe clapped his hands and then everyone around the table looked at him as he began to write their names on the blackboard adding 3 lines after each. The game was simple, you took your shot, if you potted you kept a life, if you missed you lost one. The last person standing was the winner.

“Money in and…”

“Oh, hang on…” Fliss looked around “I didn’t know we were competing for money…”

“You chicken?” One of the lads looked at her.

“No, I just…you know what?” She shrugged, pulling a $10 out of her purse. “Fuck it.”

“You can break.” One of the lads said and she shrugged. Taking up position she hit the ball, deliberately hitting the group of colours in the wrong place ensuring she didn’t pot one.  The lads all took a turn each and on her next turn she sank a ball into the pocket, then on her next go she missed again, deliberately.

“Ok,ok…” she said, as the guys started to tease her. “You’re all so confident double up…double the money…” “Whatever…” Joe snorted, pulling another $10 note out of his pocket. Bonnie, grinned and started to play along.

“Felicia,…is that…” “Shut up Linda I got this…” She lined up and took another shot, smashing a ball at the top straight into a pocket.  The lads all exchanged a look, shrugging and continued, the game. Fliss continued to nail shot after shot and eventually it came down to her and Joe on the last ball.

“So if I manage this…I win?”

“Yeah…” “Ok, top right…” Joe let out a groan as the ball dropped into the pocket. Fliss straightened up, leaning on the cue smirk on her face as she turned to the boys who were all laughing and shaking their heads.

“Here’s a tip…” she said, taking the money “Don’t call people grandma…pleasure doing business boys…”

Bonnie laughed, sliding her phone back into her pocket, as Fliss looped an arm round her shoulders and steered her back to the bar.

“Shots?”

“Yes…” An hour later they were multiple shots down and half way through a crucial game of Fuck, Marry or Kill.

“Ok…” Bonnie looked at Fliss “Fuck, Marry or Kill. All the Chrises…Evans, Hemsworth or Pratt…” “Oh man…” Fliss groaned “I mean…I’d probably kill Pratt. No offence but I couldn’t murder Thor or Cap…I just…no, not possible”

“So…which ones getting the one night treatment and which one is here to stay…”

“If I marry him does that mean I’m fucking him as well?” Bonnie paused “Yeah, I would assume so.”

“Ok, in that case I’d fuck Hemsworth, marry Evans.” Fliss said, shrugging. “Do you not think Frank as a bit of a look of him…in the face?”

“I’ve not thought about it…” Bonnie shrugged, before she grinned “I think you just have a thing for guys from Boston…”

Fliss frowned as Bonnie looked at her, her face dropping. “Shit, Fliss, sorry, I mean Frank…” Fliss couldn’t keep her face straight any longer and she burst out laughing “I know…”

“Bitch!” Bonnie nudged her on the arm and Fliss smirked, picking up another shot.

********

Frank was sprawled on the sofa, channel surfing when he heard his phone go. It was a WhatsApp message from Fliss and he opened it, giving a loud laugh as he saw her holding a shot of tequila, her face screwed up in a huge fake crying gesture.

“Bonnie is making me do shots…”

“Course she is…” he replied “And did Bonnie make you hustle those boys at pool too?” “How do you know about that?” “It’s on Facebook sweetheart, Bonnie uploaded the photo of you winning. Those poor kids stood no chance” “In my defence they called me grandma…cheeky bastards.”

Frank laughed out loud as he could just see her indignant expression. “Well that’s just fucking rude. How much did you sting em for?” “Sixty…we’ve nearly spent it all now!”

“Sixty bucks…” he mumbled to himself with a snort as he tapped his response “That’s my girl.” “Always…” she replied back, with a winking emoji and he smiled again before dropping the phone back on the coffee table as he stood up to go and grab himself another beer. Simon had already called him to say he would pick them up, which was a relief to Frank as he knew he couldn’t drag Mary out of bed at whatever time they were ready to come back, and he also wasn’t one hundred percent happy about her cabbing back alone. Stupid, he knew that, she was a grown ass woman but still. Thankfully, Simon had been on the same wavelength. With a fresh beer in his hand, he flopped back onto the sofa and resumed his channel hopping, grinning when he found that American Pie was just starting on one of the movie channels. Tossing the remote down he settled back against the cushions to watch the film, Thor jumping up besides him, his head resting against Frank’s thigh.

He had seen this film countless times, but it still reduced him to tears, and Fliss for that matter. He watched, laughing along and the end credits had just started to roll when his phone buzzed again.

“On my way to collect the girls and just a warning, Bonnie sounds smashed. Fuck knows what state they’re in” With a snort he replied “I didn’t expect anything else. Thanks Si.” He stood up and threw his empty beer bottle into the recycling, debating whether or not he wanted another. Deciding he would leave it he started to clear away the remnants of the nachos and popcorn he’d been munching on, gently re-arranged the damned scatter cushions that Fliss had made him buy, which he grudgingly had to admit were actually pretty comfy and then grabbed the recycling box and headed out to toss it into the containers, Thor hot on his heels. Just as he had finished he looked up to see Simon’s Audi pulling up at the road and he made his way over.

“Hiiiii!” Fliss grinned at him as she got out, Thor stopping by her legs and she gave him a quick pet.

“Hey…you have a good time?” Frank asked, as she gave a giggle and nodded.

“Bonnie’s fallen asleep. She can’t handle her alcohol.” she snorted and Frank looked round her to see that Bonnie was, indeed, passed out in the passenger seat.

He shook his head and leaned down to speak to Simon “Thanks pal…”

“No problem.” Simon smiled, before he cast a look at Bonnie and then back to Frank “She said she was tired, not drunk…” “And I’m the Queen of England…” Frank snorted as Simon let out a huff of a laugh. “Good luck with that…”

“Well hello your majesty…” Fliss hiccupped and Frank looked at her, grinning as she winked at him, her eyes glazed.

Simon shook his head and Frank rapped the top of his car twice as he pulled off and headed back up the road.

“Frankie…” Fliss looked at him as he dropped his arm round her shoulder.

“Yes baby girl?” “I’m hungry.” “Are you gonna stay awake long enough if I throw a pizza in the oven?” “Hey, I’m not like Bonnie, I can handle my tequila…” “Yeah, you say that now.” he grinned “Bet you won’t be tomorrow.”

“It’s Sunday…I can die on the sofa.” she shrugged, heading up the steps into the house. “But now I really need food.” Frank snorted, “Ok, I’ll throw one in. Go get changed.”

“Can you undo the button at the back of my top?” Fliss asked, spinning around. Frank obliged, gently sliding the silver pin shaped tab through the hole at the back of the collar, his hands gently rubbing her bare shoulders as she dropped a kiss to her neck. “Hey, Bonnie made a good point before…” she spun back to face him, he hands smoothing over his chest.

“And what was that?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Both of us, as in me and her…have seen you naked…” she grinned, arms connecting round the back of his neck.

“Jesus Christ…”he groaned, his hands falling to her hips.

“And you’ve seen both of us naked…but we’ve never seen each other naked…” Frank looked at her for a moment, “What?” “Me and Bonnie I mean… don’t you think that’s unfair.”

Frank looked at her for a moment, stumped for words before he gave a snort of laughter at her face. She was grinning wickedly at him, mischief shining out of her eyes. “Yeah.” he nodded, seriously, fighting to keep his face straight.  “Really unfair. In fact, I think it’s so unfair you should do something about it.” “You’re a pervert.” she narrowed her eyes at him as he laughed and shrugged.

“You started it…” “Technically you did when you fucked her.”

“Ouch…” Frank raised an eyebrow at her as she smirked up at him “Low blow sweetheart”

“I’ll give you a low blow later…”she winked and Frank’s eyebrow arched further up as she pulled his head down to kiss him softly “But first I need proper food…” “Well let go o’me and I’ll make you that pizza.” he reasoned.

With a final smile she kissed him again “Love you sailor.”

“Back at ya cowgirl.” he grinned, watching as she made her way to the bedroom, reasonably steadily as well all things considered, Thor padding along behind her. With a final snort and shake of his head, knowing full well she was going to be hungover to shit the next day, he turned and headed back towards the kitchen to make her something to eat.

[lovemesomesurveys]

[created by: mollymindfreak - Bzoink]

What is your favorite animal? Dogs and giraffes. 

Who was your last missed call from? My pharmacy.

What is/was your favorite subject in school? English Language Arts classes were always my favorites. <<<

Do you know what time you were born? Around 430PM.

Do you read horoscopes? Nope. I used to when I was younger for fun, but I never believed in ‘em.

What is your favorite room in your house? My room.

How many pets do you have? I have one doggo. 

Are you more close with your mom or dad? I’m closer to my mom. She’s my best friend.

Are you happy with the way things are in your life? There’s a lot of things I’m not happy with. :/

Are you registered to vote? Yes.

Do you like McDonalds? Eh, every now and then I’ll have a craving for a Big Mac.

What's your favorite flower? I always just say roses, but honestly I don’t really have a particular favorite.

What is a nickname that people call you? Steph or Sis. 

Would you rather have money or fame? Money, hands down. I have no desire for fame whatsoever. I like being a nobody, ha.

What is your dream job? I don’t have one. :/

Who is your favorite music artist? I have many.

Do you watch a lot of TV? Yeah, I suppose so. Although, it is on for background noise a lot of the time.

What is your favorite show? I have a ton.

Have you ever visited another country? I’ve been to Mexico once.

Have you thought about joining the military? Nope. I couldn’t even if I wanted to due to my physical disability.

Who is the person that has impacted your life the most? My mom.

Have you ever had a pet fish? Yeah, as a kid I had a fish tank full of fish.

Do you believe in ghosts? I believe in spirits and guardian angels. <<<

What movie could you watch over and over again? There’s several that I’ve seen a ton of times.

Do you prefer tea or coffee? Coffee all the way.

If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? So, I have a bowl of ramen every night and have been doing so for the past couple years, but I couldn’t eat that more than once a day, though. As much as I love ramen and Wingstop, I wouldn’t want it to be my only meal forever.

Have you ever wanted to be on a game show? When I was a kid I thought it’d be fun to be on those Nickelodeon gameshows like DoubleDare. Family Feud would be fun, but I know I’d choke up there if I ever were a contestant. It’s easy to shout answers from home when there’s no pressure and a ton of people aren’t watching you. I would be horrible at any gameshow, honestly.

Could you live without a cell phone? Life would go on. I’d still have my laptop.

Have you ever vaped? Nope.

Do you remember your dreams? Very rarely.

Who was the last person to give you a hug? My aunt.

Have you ever been on TV? I was on the news a couple times after my accident.

Do you wear makeup? I haven’t in over 3 years now.

What's your favorite store in the mall? Boxlunch, Hot Topic, and Bath & Body Works.

How do you like your eggs? Scrambled, over-easy, hard boiled, poached, deviled.

What are your favorite kind of shoes? Adidas.

What is your favorite scent? I have a lot. I don’t feel like listing them right now; I’ve done that plenty of times in surveys already.

Do you smoke cigarettes? Nope.

What is your favorite season? Fall and winter.

Has anyone ever told you that you have an accent? No.

Do you have any piercings? Just one in each earlobe.

How did your parents meet? They were coworkers at the time. Do you have any siblings? I have two brothers.

What was your first word? *shrug*

How do you like to style your hair? I don’t do anything besides throw it up in a messy bun. I’ve finally started to really consider cutting it short. :/ It took me awhile to get it this length (it goes down to my butt) and I like longer hair better for me, but I just don’t have the energy or motivation to do anything with it and it gets so knotted so easily. Shorter hair would be a lot easier to manage for me. Gahhh.

Do you like to spend your money or save it? I like to save what I can, but I like doing some shopping as well.

Is your hair color your natural color? Well, I’m over a year due now for a color and so my natural hair color is quite grown out at this point. It’s a mix of my natural dark brown hair and faded red.

Do you listen to the radio? I haven’t listened to the radio in years.

When was the last time you cried? A couple days ago.

What is your biggest fear? Losing my loved ones, dying, never getting better/getting worse, never doing anything with my life and just waste away...

Can you roll your tongue? Nope.

Do you prefer cats or dogs? Doggos.

Do you eat more healthy food or junk food? Junk food, definitely.

Do you paint your nails? It’s been like 4 years now since I’ve painted my nails.

If you won the lottery, what's the first thing you would buy? I’d have to pay off my debt first and I’d also pay off my parents’ and brother’s debts as well. After that, the first thing I’d do is buy us a house and furnish it.

Do you like the sound/smell of rain? Yesss.

What toppings do you like on your pizza? White sauce, feta, ricotta, crumbled meatballs, spinach, green onions, and garlic.

What do people compliment you on the most? I might get compliments on my hair if I’ve recently had it dyed and styled. I don’t receive compliments often.

What is your favorite kind of dog? Labs and German Shepherds.

Do you get scared easily? Yes. 

What do you spend too much money on? Food.

What is your favorite candy? White chocolate.

What is your favorite physical feature on yourself? Nothing.

Did you like this survey? Sure.

[starshinegoblin]

Gone

Notes: I had an awful day.. so I used that to share some sadness that’s part of Wen Ning’s story in my You’re My Muse au. This set their senior year in college. @ruensroad​ & @the-sassiest-trixster​ - thank you both for being so kind and cheer-misters! 

Wen Ning smiled as he smelled the bouquet of orchids in his hands. They smelled wonderful and fresh, he’d just gotten from the florist near his house on the way here. Their beautiful petals are a delicate lilac ombreing blue at the tips. He was pulled out his thoughts as the elevator came to a stop. It dinged letting him know that he’d arrived on his desired floor. He stepped out once the doors opened into the hallway.

His gaze focused on the open door of his grandmother’s hospital room. Her condition had worsened after Christmas. Not that he liked to dwell on it. He had high hopes that she would recover though. His grandmother, a resilient woman. Coming to a stop in the doorway. He found his grandmother sitting on her bed. Her silver hair up in a simple bun. The pastel yellow gown and grey sweater dwarfing her petite frame.

“Nainai.” Wen Ning called her softly. Her honey brown eyes widening with happiness at the sight of him.

“Wàisūn.” His grandmother replied, grinning as she stopped crocheting, “I thought you weren’t going to be able to come today?”

“Professor Wang cancelled classes today. So I was able too.” Wen Ning explained as he walked up to her bedside.

“Are those for me?” She asked, chuckling while accepting the bouquet of flowers after Wen Ning hugged her. He pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek.

“Of course they are. No lady in my life but you and my sister, Nainai.” Wen Ning laughed moving away to empty her beside vase of last week's bouquet.

“No, man either.” His grandmother cheekily muttered loud enough for him to hear.

“Nainai!” he gasped dramatically as he turned around. A hand on his chest but a smile on his face.

“That one with the pretty eyes is nice.” His grandmother teased, as he returned to her side putting the new bouquet in the vase.

“Jiang Cheng is just a friend.” Wen Ning blushed, fidgeting with the bouquet, before leaving it alone on her nightstand.

“If you say so.” His grandmother winked at him as he picked up the book he’d been reading to her. It had become his ritual to visit her three times a week. Bringing her flowers at one of the visits and reading to her. She’d loved to read before the sickness had made it so her vision wouldn’t allow it.

“I do.” He smiled fondly, getting comfortable in the rocking chair beside her bed.

“I love you sweetheart.”

“I love you too.” He replied opening the book to where he had left off during his last visit.

Several hours later, Wen Ning was still there reading. His grandmother had finished the scarf she’d made for him to wear since it was still chilly despite being February. Now she was nestled in her bed just listening to him. Her hand over his as he read. He paused feeling her hand go lax overtop of his. Frowning, Wen Ning turned to check on her only for all the monitors to start blaring their alarms.

His lungs felt like they were on fire as he sat outside on the bench. He was struggling to hold everything together. His mind racing from memories and pain. Wen Ning knew that he needed to let his sister know but he couldn’t get through to her. Though he did leave messages. He didn’t know what to do. His grandmother had been the only family besides his sister that’d cared for him. Before he’d come outside, He was let know that his Uncle Ruohan was informed about the death of his grandmother. The man would be here soon enough.. He shuddered to think the man would send any of his sons to come here.

Wen Ning decided to call Wei Wuxian and hoped he had his cellphone on him. He didn’t want to be here anymore. As he waited for his best friend to answer, the more anxious he became, and when the first call went to voicemail. He tried again and the tears started to fall. He sniffled, wiping the tears springing from his eyes away.

The second time the call went to voicemail. He decided to call Jiang Cheng. He knew that today was the man’s day off from work. Plus, Jiang Cheng’s a creature of habit which made him more reliable in the end. As he waited for the other to answer he let out a shuddering sob.

Jiang Cheng grunted as he heard the sound of his phone vibrating like crazy across the glass coffee table near his head. Not really feeling like opening his eyes he reached out palming the table. When he finally found it he didn’t check who it was calling before answering. “Hello?” He greeted the caller.

“Ji-jia-ng Chh-chhenng.” Wen Ning’s normally smooth voice sobbed. Concerned, Jiang Cheng shot up nearly falling off the couch. He caught himself though and sat down sideways, with one leg dangling off.

“Wen Ning, what’s wrong?” Jiang Cheng asked, worriedly. He rubbed the sleep from his face. He checked the time seeing that it was after six. A little too early for him to be calling considering that this was the time he usually spent with his grandmother.

“Ss-she’s gggg-onne.” Wen Ning stuttered again. “Shhhee’s gonnnee.”

“Your grandmother? Are you still there?”

“Yesss. Yessss.” he chanted between sobs.

“Stay there. I am going to come get you.” Jiang Cheng told him as he quickly got up off the couch to find some clothes. He put on a hoodie over top of his t-shirt. Changing out of his shorts he tugged on a pair of jeans then put on his converses. He threw his hair up in a messy bun before grabbing his keys. On the way to the hospital he called his brother. It’d taken several tries but his brother finally answered letting him know what was happening.

When Jiang Cheng got to the hospital. He found Wen Ning sitting on the bench outside, clutching a red and white scarf in his hands. He was still crying.

“A-Ning.” Jiang Cheng said softly as he approached. Jiang Cheng sat down on the bench beside him. He wrapped an arm around him pulling him close to his side. His thumb rubbing slow, even circles on his arm.

“She’s gone.” Wen Ning whimpered.

“I know, A-Ning. I know.” He said letting his friend grieve. He didn’t know the words to say but he knew how to be there for him. Wen Ning may be his brother’s best friend but he was his friend too. The two of them stayed like that on the bench until Wei Wuxian arrived. Jiang Cheng looked up at his older brother with a thin smile.

“Wen Ning!” Wei Wuxian called as he approached his brother and best friend, “I’m so sorry that I missed your calls.”

“Ittt’s oookkk-ay.” Wen Ning sniffled as he pulled away from Jiang Cheng even though he really didn’t want to. “I’m sorry, Jiang Cheng.” He apologized noticing that there was water blotch on the man’s hoodie. A blush of embarrassment dusting his cheeks.

“Don’t apologize.” Jiang Cheng replied watching the other wipe the tears from his face. He stood up offering him a hand. Wen Ning didn’t hesitate to take it. He swayed a bit but Jiang Cheng caught him. The two of them sharing a protective look. They weren’t going to let Wen Ning go back to his own home till his sister returned from her business trip.

“Let’s get you home. You can stay with us till your sister gets back.” Wei Wuxian gently smiled as he joined his brother in walking their friend to Jiang Cheng’s car.

[stanbillyhargrove]

Ghosts chp 12

Billy x Katrina

A/N: this is a multi chapter series that will contain smut, angst, fluff, substance abuse

Billy's POV

We were in a dark room in the triplet's basement, a large circle of crystals, flowers and herbs to one side with Katrina in the middle of it. Stacks of candles cast a flickering orange glow through the through the room. It was almost romantic.

Except Katrina was standing frozen in the circle, arms hanging limply by her sides when she had been talking just moments before. Audrey held her hands up, motioning for us all to stay quiet while we waited. After too many tense seconds, Katrina's eyes fluttered open again and a bright smile crossed her face.

"Are you Olivia?" Audrey asked, lowering her arms a little.

She turned to look at Audrey, the voice that came out was a mix of Katrina's and one a little wispier, "yes, my dear."

My knees buckled when I tried to step closer and I stumbled into the circle to be caught by Katrina.

"Careful," she murmured, her hands sliding up and down my arms gently.

I gulped, my mouth suddenly going dry.

"Come on," Audrey whispered to the others, "let's give them some time."

She ushered Steve and her sisters out of the room, giving me a small smile and a nod when she passed me and then I was alone with her.

My mom.

She looked a little confused when she cupped my face in her hand, "so handsome," she whispered, gently stroking my cheek, "just like my baby would have been."

I choked, feeling a punch to my gut, heart breaking all over again, "Don't you remember?"

Her eyebrows scrunched together for a moment when she closed her eyes and gave her head a little shake. When she opened her eyes again they were glassy with tears.

"Oh, baby. My Billy," she murmured, her voice hitching a little, "you're all grown up."

My face crumpled a little, tears spilling down my cheeks, "m-mom.."

"Sweet boy," she soothed, pulling me down and wrapping her arms around me, "it's okay baby, I'm here."

I buried my face in her shoulder, my hands twisting tight in her shirt as I sobbed and choked out, "momma.."

A soft hand ran through my hair as she shushed me. She held onto me, quietly soothing me as I let out twenty years of hurt and heart ache.

"I-I'm sorry," I choked, "I'm so sorry, mom."

"Oh sweetheart, don't apologize. It wasn't your fault, not once. You were perfect."

"I...I wasn't...I'm not.."

She pulled my face out of her shoulder to look at me, "you were, baby, you are."

I looked down, "I'm not...I hurt people, mom...I was so angry. I hated everyone...I hated you for leaving me. Leaving me with him."

Her thumb stroked my cheek, a sad smile on her face, "I know, baby. And that's okay, it's okay to be angry with me. I shouldn't have left you with him, I understand."

"But, I don't hate you, I don't. I just missed you so much and he got so, so much worse after you...and...I'm scared, mom."

"Scared of what, baby?"

"Of him. Of filling up with hate and anger and ending up just like him. That he's in me and I can't escape it."

She hummed, "that'll never happen, you know why?"

"Why?" I sniffed.

"You're too much like me," she smiled, "your heart is good, you won't let yourself be like him."

I smiled at her, feeling warmth spread through my chest.

"I love you, mom," I murmured.

"I love you too, baby," she cooed, pulling me forward to press a gentle kiss to my forehead before collapsing in my arms.

I rushed to catch her, slowly lowering her to the ground, "oh fuck, hey! Mom? Katrina?"

Nothing. No noise, no movement, she was completely limp like a doll.

"Help!" I yelled, "guys!"

They came running back into the room, led by Audrey asking, "what, what happened?"

"She just collapsed!"

"Get out of the circle, Billy, now."

I scrambled out of the circle, kneeling next to it to look at my girlfriend sprawled out on the floor. She had started to twitch, her eyes moving rapidly behind her eyelids and her breathing quick and shallow.

"Katrina?"

Steve swallowed thickly, "what's going on?"

Audrey shook her head, "I-I don't know."

Riley stared at Katrina's collapsed frame, mouth agape as she held Brooke's hand tightly.

"Something went wrong," Brooke murmured.

"Fucking obviously!" I shouted.

"Hey!" Audrey shouted back, "we warned you something could happen!"

She glared back at me, daring me to challenge her again.

I growled, returning my focus to Katrina, "Babe? Hey, you with us?"

Her eyebrows twitched, knitting together as a groan left her lips. I inched closer to her, stretching my hand into the circle to cup her face and swipe my thumb across her cheek.

"Katrina?" I leaned in close to her, "Katrina?"

"Yesss," she hissed out, her voice coming out broken, wrong.

I glanced back at Steve and the girls, horror plain on their faces and turned back to see Katrina opening her eyes.

"Katrina?"

"Guess again."

I scrambled back, putting some distance between us as she slowly sat up, her head cocked to the side.

Audrey was the first to step forward, her face steely and fierce as she put herself between Katrina and her sisters.

"Who are you?"

Katrina's head jerked to look at Audrey and I saw the muscle jump in Audrey's jaw. Suddenly Katrina was up and throwing herself forward only to hit the edge of the circle and be thrown back to the floor, groaning. Steve and I immediately moved towards her only to be stopped by Brooke and Riley.

"You boys should leave," Brooke murmured, her small hand firm on my shoulder.

Steve made a noise in protest but was silenced by Riley.

"She's right. Go get some rest, we'll sort this out."

I hesitated but one look at Audrey's face and the barely hidden fear in her eyes had me grabbing Steve and retreating back upstairs.

--

It was hours later when Audrey, Brooke and Riley made their way upstairs. Steve and I were sitting at the island in the kitchen, cups of now cold, untouched tea sitting in front of us. Riley crossed the kitchen hurriedly to find comfort in Steve's arms. He tucked her under his chin, slid his hand up and down her back and looked over at Brooke and Audrey with an eyebrow raised.

"Where is she?" I asked.

Brooke sagged against the counter, "downstairs. We think she'll be okay in the morning."

"You think?"

Audrey pinched the bridge of her nose and huffed, "yes. We think."

"What happened?" Steve asked.

"Something bad came through when she was channeling your mother. We think we chased it out but we don't know for sure yet."

I stared at her incredulously, "so she's possessed?"

Brooke waved her hand, "maybe."

"And what do we do if she is?" Steve murmured.

Riley sighed, "we don't know."

I cocked an eyebrow at Audrey before she started to explain, "we tried everything that we know. If the spirit isn't gone we'll have to ask around for help."

"Seriously?" I groaned, "how fucking long will that take?"

Audrey glared at me, looking like she was ready to throw punches, "it could take a while. Not many of us deal with possession."

I nodded, sighing heavily as I leaned on the counter, "so we wait until the morning?"

Audrey hummed in affirmation, "we try to get some sleep and see what happens tomorrow."

Steve stood up, picking Riley up as he did so she was tucked against his chest, said a quick goodnight and carried her out of the kitchen. Audrey and I shared a look as they disappeared.

"They got close pretty quick."

She shook her head, "just a crush. When you leave she'll forget about him."

"Maybe," I murmured before I also made my way upstairs to the room that Katrina and I had been sharing.

I shucked off my clothes and climbed into the bed, pulling Katrina's pillow close to me. I could smell the sweet notes of her shampoo in the fabric and buried my face in it for a restless night of sleep.

--

I came down to the kitchen in the morning to see Steve sitting at the kitchen table with Riley perched on his knee. They were both nursing steaming cups of coffee and gently talking to each other. I cleared my throat, making Riley jump and Steve look up at me.

"Morning," I smirked.

"Morning."

"Audrey awake yet?"

Riley sipped her coffee before answering, "I think so, she hasn't come down yet though. Brooke's awake, just got out of the shower. Oh," she added, pointing at a plate of scones, "I made breakfast."

"When did you have time to do that?"

"I couldn't sleep much," she explained, "got up early and started baking."

I nodded, crossing the kitchen to fix myself a cup of coffee and grab one of the chocolatey pastries. Everything about this felt weird, mundane, like Katrina wasn't locked in the basement against her will.

I was about to take my first sip of coffee when Audrey and Brooke made their way downstairs. Audrey had piled her hair on top of her head in a messy bun and had dark bags under her eyes like she hadn't slept at all last night. She took one look at the near empty coffee pot and groaned.

I lowered my cup from my lips and stretched my arm out towards her, "peace offering? I can wait for a new pot."

She cocked an eyebrow at me but took the cup, stirred in more sugar and sipped, "maybe you're not such an asshole after all."

--

"Hello? Billy? Steve?" Katrina's small voice broke the silence when we opened the basement door, "anyone?"

"Katrina?" I answered, none of us moving from the door yet, "are you okay?"

She let out a watery laugh, "aside from being locked in a fucking basement."

Audrey slowly led us down into the basement and to the door of Katrina's room, "do you remember last night, Katrina?"

"Yeah, well...I remember letting Olivia in and then waking up here, alone."

I stepped forward to grab the door handle only to have Audrey grab my wrist. She looked over to meet my gaze, her face set and clenched.

"Audrey," I started.

"What if she's not her?" She argued.

"We won't know until we know," Brooke spoke softly, trying to reason with Audrey, "but we can't keep her locked up."

We were all quiet for a moment, waiting for Audrey to move.

"Please," Katrina's voice hitched, like she was about to break, "please don't leave me here."

Audrey huffed and removed her hand from my arm, "fine. But someone needs to be with her at all times until we know."

I nodded and unlocked the door to push it open, revealing Katrina sitting on a bed that looked unslept in. She looked up at us, her face swollen and splotchy from crying and unfolded herself to run into my arms, choking on a sob as she buried her face in my chest. I looked around at everyone as I held her and squeezed tightly when Audrey mouthed 'at all times' at me.

@charmed-asylum @champagnesugamama @alias-b

[pinksausageduo]

ha sungwoon|enemies to lovers

member: ha sungwoon genre: fluffy summary: school au! enemies to lovers au! sungwoon has been annoying you all of high school by constantly asking you out. with a school project you find out his feelings for you are sincere. now when he asks one last time will you say yes? enemies to lovers series: bae jinyoung | ong seongwoo | park jihoon | kim jaehwan | lai guanlin | ha sungwoon | hwang minhyun | yoon jisung

you and sungwoon started wayyy back 

he used to be that asshole who would tease you in primary and middle school

ugly hair cut he’ll be the one to tell you first

embarrassing moment first to laugh 

you weren’t too affected by it but you hated his guts

suddenly high school came around 

puberty became a thing and you were one of the lucky ones

but unfortunately for you sungwoon became even more annoying

no teasing anymore 

but worse

constantly asking you out 

“hey y/n do you want to go out saturday night” he’d say with a smirk first thing in the morning

“fuck off sungwoon how many times do i have to say no for you to get it through your thick head” you replied grumpily

“nahhh you’re the one in denial” he’d say right back 

“yeah yeah yeah keep on talking” you say dismissively 

that’s usually how would it go on a regular basis

of course sungwoon’s friends would be shitting themselves with laughter

they literally take count of how many times he’s asked you out 

minhyun has a notebook he carries around to tally

sungwoon will go back to his friends and grumble out “she rejected me”

“we know” choruses the whole group

“you’re up 467 now sungwoon” minhyun says as sungwoon gives him a death glare

there’s a whole wide school betting pool when you get so sick of him asking you out you finally agree

of course it’s run by daniel and seongwoo

your friends have even tried to convince you to say yes just to win the prize money

you would try to avoid sungwoon any chance you get but you can not escape him

he’s in nearly all your classes

and you won’t deny he is good looking 

but seriously you can not deal with his personality

like who asks a girl out constantly just to annoy her??

some people actually thinking he’s being sincere

you scoff at those comments

but when you honestly ask yourself what you would say if he sincerely asked you out 

you were at a loss of words

because there was a secret part of you that weirdly liked him???

it didn’t make any sense???

and then you decided to never ever think about him sincerely asking you out again 

because he doesn’t actually like you 

right?

and you were also dreading the day that you become partners for a project

while sungwoon was very much looking forward to it

and of course your english teacher who’s in her mid 20s and definitely one of the most popular teachers 

your favourite teacher but not after who she partnered up you and sungwoon

she announced there were going to be partner project which was going to be 50% of your grade

her exact words were “y/n and sungwoon you two are together, let’s hope something happens so the betting pool finally ends and i win it” 

“MISS SMITHHHHH” you whine out and she just gives you a wink

cue you groaning and complaining 

while sungwoon stands up and victoriously shouts “YESSS!!”

everyone is laughing 

“good luck y/n” shouted guanlin while chuckling 

you just gave him the middle finger

which made him just laugh harder

“hey sweetie how you doing today” sungwoon went over to you after class finished  and putting an arm around you

“i am NOT anyone’s especially not your sweetie and i’m doing fantastic” your voice dripping in sarcasm as you say through gritted teeth 

sungwoon totally ignoring your pissed off look said to you “how’s the espresso cafe at 4?”

“whatever” you say darkly under your breath

“i’ll take that as a yes” sungwoon says grinning brightly making you heart strings tug 

just a tiny bit though

“i’ll see you at 4 honeyyy~” he says sweetly as he goes back to his friends

“THIS ISN’T A DATE BY THE WAY THIS IS NOT A YES” you shout as he walks off

“if you say so” sungwoon says smugly giving a cheeky wink back at you 

you pout and cross your arms cursing your bad luck 

“you know she’s just gonna hate you more if you call her by nicknames” minhyun said amused

“nah it’s just part of my appeal” sungwoon announced cockily his chest out

“the appeal which made her reject you for 3 years?” jinyoung said doubtfully

“shhhhh” sungwoon said covering jinyoung’s mouth 

“do you actually even like her or are you doing it for the lols?” woojin butted in slightly concerned for you 

since you two were friends

“if you’ve been paying any attention to his endless spiels of how perfect y/n is, he’s madly in love with her” groaned jaehwan

“dude no thanks headphones for the win” woojin replied

“i do actually really like her” sungwoon says nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders like it was the most obvious thing in the world

“jaehwan stop complaining we have to hear you composing shitty love songs at 3 in the morning” jihoon added

“THEY’RE NOT THAT BAD!” jaehwan retorted

“they are” minhyun assured him

“um anyways back to the subject in hand sungwoon hyung you know she doesn’t actually think you’re being sincere?” daehwi said 

“i know but how do i be sincere” sungwoon said with a sigh

“you look her straight in the eye” seongwoo started with a cheeky grin 

“and tell her you want to fuck her brains out” he ended

SMACK “WE HAVE MINORS HERE!!” jisung scolds him

“ow ow ow that hurt i was only joking sheesh” seongwoo said having his hands up trying to be apologetic but not being able to hide his grin

“forget all these guys i’ll tell you how to be romantic” daniel said confidently

“what do you know exactly? aren’t you single?” guanlin said confused not actually meaning to be a prick

which is why daniel can’t snip back because it’s guanlin

and everyone is soft for the maknae 

“i’m going to ignore those statements and continue” daniel said 

“just tell her your feelings and how much you really actually do like her and like since when” he continued

“girls love that stuff” seongwoo agreed

“also stop asking her out and calling her names” jinyoung added

“stop being so crude seongwoo” minhyun said while reading his book calmly

“he’s just trying to be funny like always it’s clearly failing” jihoon said while smirking

before seongwoo could say anything

the other member of the pink sausage duo added jokingly

“he’s SUCH a softie for his girlfriend he’ll do absolutely anything for her it’s half endearing half puke worthy and pathetic” 

“shut up you evil s-sausages” seongwoo grumbled as woojin and jihoon hi fived each other while chuckling

“wait wait back up to daniel and jinyoung’s ideas they don’t sound that bad” sungwoon said almost positively 

“well great because you have less than 15 minutes to get to the cafe and she’s gonna hate you if you’re late” daehwi added

“shit” cursed sungwoon as jisung shouted “LANGUAGE” as he left

sungwoon reached the cafe right on time sweating and panting

you could’t help but smirk as you saw him and feel slightly flattered? 

that he ran to make it on time

“h-hey i-i’m n-not l-late am i?” he panted out

“nope right on time actually” you said amused

“okay what do you want?” he asks with a smile

“you’re paying?” you asked surprised

“of course i’m a gentleman” he scoffs out

“sure sure sure” you mutter under your breath before saying

“just an ice latte please”

“one ice latte coming up” sungwoon said with a gorgeous smile

making your beat go faster

what the hell is wrong with me you thought 

once sungwoon came back with the drinks 

you two started working on the project 

at one point sungwoon was just simply staring at you 

because you looked gorgeous with a messy bun and the concentrated look you have on your face 

“do i have something on my face?” you asked without even looking up

“nope you just look beautiful” sungwoon says sweetly than going back to his work

he couldn’t help but smile when your cheeks got red

you wanted to be unaffected but he just sounded so sincere

it made you doubt that he was just trying to be annoying by asking you out

a few hours passed and it was surprising pleasant

sungwoon not asking you out once or calling you any sickly sweet nicknames

you even had a good time with him? laughing and making jokes and just talking normally 

it was a weird feeling now you were around him

you even gave him your number?

when you did his face lit up like a million fairy lights

you excuse was because of the project which he just smirked at you 

while you said adamantly“it really is!!!” 

“so if i text you tonight at 10pm about whether salt and vinegar chips are worse than barbecue chips will you reply?” sungwoon said amused by your antics

“yes!! because salt and vinegar chips are OBVIOUSLY better” you ranted trying to avoid the fact that you would reply to him

“well i look forward to debating with you ms y/l/n good day and farewell” sungwoon said dramatically with a deep bow

making you laugh 

and of course he added one last statement 

“i really do prefer making you smile y/n then getting you angry”

“if you want to stop making me annoyed, stop asking me out” you replied softly

“i will” he says slightly disappointed but still upbeat

“okay thanks” you reply conflicted 

you say goodbye then you get home 

and questions are swimming around in your head

why did you hate the fact he wasn’t going to ask you out anymore?

why do you suddenly like being around him?

was he always this attractive?

and why is my heart going at uncontrollable speeds?

am i falling for ha sungwoon?

this was crazy you thought with a sigh 

then you heard a ding it was your phone you dived for it hoping it was sungwoon

when you saw the message you couldn’t help but burst into a wide smile

“barbecue chips are obviously better than salt and vinegar”

you replied instantly 

and from that moment on you know you were going to be head over heels

the next two weeks were amazing

you’d hang out with sungwoon every day after school 

at of course your cafe

everyone was convinced you were a couple but you both denied it 

sungwoon half heartedly 

you tried to convince people the reason you guys jung out was because it was actually a really big project and it would be 50% of your grade

nobody bought it 

truthfully you didn’t either 

you just liked his company?

was what you were saying to try and make yourself believe you totally didn’t like him

the bets in the betting pool went up 60% making seongwoo and daniel very happy since they got a dollar from each bet made

you would text him at night until 1am 

both of you had it REAL bad 

it was the night before the project was due and you were upset because you didn’t really have an excuse to hang out with sungwoon anymore

and you didn’t want to be just friends but it seemed sungwoon was happily settling for that

maybe you were right

maybe his feelings weren’t genuine

you sigh as you finish up the last few touches

“hey you okay?” sungwoon asks concerned

“yeah i’m okay i just finished” you say weakly 

“great! i just finished too come on i wanted to show you something” sungwoon says brightly with an excited look on his face

he held his hand out for you 

which you grabbed immediately 

liking the feeling instantly 

sungwoon was leading you to the back to the cafe and up some rusty looking stairs

“where are we going sungwoon?” you ask curiously 

“just wait and see” he says with a cheeky grin

suddenly you feel a blast of cold hair as sungwoon opens a door 

it leads to a terrace

there’s a gorgeous sight of the skyline 

and in the middle of terrace is a table with two chairs and all your favourite foods on there

with a rose in a vase in the middle

and soft romantic music is playing in the background 

you gasp at the sight while sungwoon just smiles

“since it was our last day of the project i wanted to make it special and i know you told me that i shouldn’t ask you out anymore but i was hoping this could be a date with dinner and dancing. but like you can totally go if you don’t lik-” sungwoon gets cut off his sweet rambling

with you saying with a gorgeous smile and looking so so happy 

“sungwoon just kiss me” 

he gave you a mix between a smile and a smirk and leaned in 

your kiss was slow and passionate but extremely romantic 

as sungwoon held you close and you had your arms around his neck pulling him closer to you 

when you parted with heavy breaths and sweet smiles 

sungwoon asked you “so that’s a yes”

you laugh and then say “of course it’s a yes you idiot”

which sungwoon replies with another passionate kiss 

you two spent the night laughing eating and dancing under the stars

and when you entered class the next day with holding hands

all of the wanna one guys and miss smith shouted loudly while doing happy dances

‘YES YES WE WON WE WON!!!!” 

resulting the whole class bursting into laughter 

with you blushing red as a tomato 

and sungwoon just smirked before whispering in your ear

“i won the best prize of all, you”

then before you could stop him or remind him you two were in class

he gave you another swoon worthy kiss

IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF FINISHED THIS IS A FEW HOURS HEHEHHE YAY and btw this was loosely based off harry potter lily and james story cause i’m a hp nerd. also id like to apologise there might be a bit of a lack of scenarios since i just made a new stray kids blog @softstraykids and i’ll be posting scenarios on there too so I’m trying to juggle both blogs. let’s hope i don’t fail but i hope you liked the new instalment of the e to l series! thank you for reading love you all! as always leave me some feedback of what you thought and don’t be afraid to pop in and give me a message!! 

enemies to lovers series: bae jinyoung | ong seongwoo | park jihoon | kim jaehwan | lai guanlin | ha sungwoon | hwang minhyun | yoon jisung

[peachypeaxh]

I just had a mental breakdown

[created by: mollymindfreak - Bzoink]

What is your favorite animal? I love all animals Who was your last missed call from? My mom What is/was your favorite subject in school? anatomy Do you know what time you were born? around 11 am Do you read horoscopes? Nope.

What is your favorite room in your house? bathroom lol

How many pets do you have? I have one dog

Are you more close with your mom or dad? mmmmm...mom

Are you happy with the way things are in your life? well,generally speaking, yes..but it could be sooo much better

Are you registered to vote? Yes.

Do you like McDonalds? not really, if we eat there, I order milkshake and fries

What's your favorite flower? cactus..is that a flower?

What is a nickname that people call you? psycho. jk, I dont have a nickname

Would you rather have money or fame? well, fame usually brings money. but I would rather just be rich

What is your dream job? doctor. but its not gonna happen, like ever

Who is your favorite music artist? i dont have a fav

Do you watch a lot of TV? I dont even have a tv

What is your favorite show? hmmm

Have you ever visited another country? yes

Have you thought about joining the military? No..I like to be lazy..cant do dat in military

Who is the person that has impacted your life the most? my fucking self

Have you ever had a pet fish? Yeah, as a kid I had 2 fishes. my brother fed them with bolognese and they died

Do you believe in ghosts? I dont know..

What movie could you watch over and over again? Harry Potter

Do you prefer tea or coffee? Coffee

If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? maaaaaaan thats hard. maybe noodles

Have you ever wanted to be on a game show? no

Could you live without a cell phone? I could...but it would be very boring

Have you ever vaped? yesss and I loooveeee shishaaa

Do you remember your dreams? not really

Who was the last person to give you a hug? My husb.

Have you ever been on TV? no

Do you wear makeup? yes. every day

What's your favorite store in the mall? müller

How do you like your eggs? I cant eat eggs

What are your favorite kind of shoes? all white sneakers

What is your favorite scent? vanilla.

Do you smoke cigarettes? No..but I used to

What is your favorite season? Fall and spring

Has anyone ever told you that you have an accent? yes..I mean it would be weird not to have one..I am useing three different languages on a daily basis

Do you have any piercings? just my earlobes

How did your parents meet? I dont know tbh

Do you have any siblings? I have two brothers.

What was your first word? idk

How do you like to style your hair? messy bun

Do you like to spend your money or save it? I really enjoy earning and saving money. and than treat myself sometimes

Is your hair color your natural color? no. naturally Im blonde, but I dye my hair orange

Do you listen to the radio? Only in the car

When was the last time you cried? a couple days agoo

What is your biggest fear? I have a lot of fears tbh..

Can you roll your tongue? yes

Do you prefer cats or dogs? Dogs

Do you eat more healthy food or junk food? Im in the middle.

Do you paint your nails? sometimes.

If you won the lottery, what's the first thing you would buy? I’d buy a house and a car.

Do you like the sound/smell of rain? Yesss.

What toppings do you like on your pizza? cheese,mushrooms,

What do people compliment you on the most? my makeup,hair

What is your favorite kind of dog? every kind of dog is my fav.

Do you get scared easily? no.i dont think so

What do you spend too much money on? Food.

What is your favorite candy? gummy bears

What is your favorite physical feature on yourself? my eyes,legs

Did you like this survey? yaas

[alairia]

1-100 pleeeease :)

eSpotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? Spotify

is your room messy or clean? clean I can’t really stand messy rooms

what color are your eyes? green!

do you like your name? why? it’s alright, it’s just my aunt’s name with an extra n (Adrianna is my name btw)

what is your relationship status? single 

describe your personality in 3 words or less: shy, nerd, and compassionate

what color hair do you have? plum!

what kind of car do you drive? color? don’t have a car but I would totally love a Jeep

where do you shop? Forever 21 sometimes, rue 21, and online shops

how would you describe your style? very plain a graphic t-shirt jeans and sneakers pretty much but rare times I do dress up “nice”

favorite social media account? Tumblr or Twitter, been getting into Pinterest more

what size bed do you have? Queen!

any siblings? one older sister and one younger brother

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? Colorado or Washington for the simple reason I LOVEEE the cold weather

favorite snapchat filter? the one that makes your eyes and lips really huge 

favorite makeup brand(s)? NYX, wet n wild, and covergirl

how many times a week do you shower? about 3/4 

favorite tv show? Law and Order 

shoe size? 9

how tall are you? I’m 5′4

sandals or sneakers? sneakers sandals normally hurt my feet

do you go to the gym? I work out from home since I have an in home gym

describe your dream date? I’m pretty easy to go on dates with probably going to a shelter seeing a movie then some dinner something like that

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? $40

what color socks are you wearing? none

how many pillows do you sleep with? 3

do you have a job? what do you do? yes I’m the family bum ;3; 

how many friends do you have? OH DEAR, i have 1 REALLY close friend (tori ily) then just 8 friends I talk to online a lot and none irl :-(

whats the worst thing you have ever done? probably steal an egg when I was like 8

whats your favorite candle scent? i currently have this mango salsa candle that smell soooo amazing

3 favorite boy names? Noah, Henry, and Michael

3 favorite girl names? Valerie, Raven, and Savannah

favorite actor? Cole Sprouse

favorite actress? Gal Gadot

who is your celebrity crush? Cole Sprouse

favorite movie? Interstellar

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? not as often, my favorite book would have to be of mice and men by john steinbeck

money or brains? brains

do you have a nickname? what is it? Adri short for Adrianna

how many times have you been to the hospital? oh gosh plenty of times probably 10/15 maybe more

top 10 favorite songs? welcome to the jungle by guns n roses, passionfruit by drake, location by khalid, rollin by calvin harris, future, khalid, fake happy by paramore, told you so by paramore, oui by jeremih, we belong together by ritchie valens, pixel empire by madeon, and shelter by porter robinson and madeon

do you take any medications daily? nope

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) dry

what is your biggest fear? i have this weird fear of being snipped for some reason? 

how many kids do you want? probably 1 or 2

whats your go to hair style? I normally leave it down since my hair is short but at times i put it up in a ponytail, bun, or braid it

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) quite a large house

who is your role model? my mom

what was the last compliment you received? from my best friend tori about how she’s glad I put up with her 

what was the last text you sent? it was to my friend Jared

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? like 6

what is your dream car? a Jeep

opinion on smoking? I’m normally not a fan of it but if you do it then that’s alright you do you

do you go to college? nope a senior in high school

what is your dream job?probably a successful twitch streamer 

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? suburbs

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? yes of course I do

do you have freckles? yes 

do you smile for pictures? some of them i do or just a weird faces I can make up on the spot

how many pictures do you have on your phone? 183

have you ever peed in the woods? yes lol 

do you still watch cartoons? yeah sometimes I do

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? ooo McDonalds probably 

Favorite dipping sauce? ketchup, I’m a very plain person 

what do you wear to bed? depends, if it’s really hot nothing on and if it’s cold just my underwear and a hoodie

have you ever won a spelling bee? yes 

what are your hobbies? playing video games, digital art, watching anime, cooking and baking

can you draw? i can draw but not that good

do you play an instrument? I used to play the trombone 

what was the last concert you saw? Iron Maiden

tea or coffee? tea

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? starbucks

do you want to get married? yes eventually

what is your crush’s first and last initial? JM

are you going to change your last name when you get married? not quite sure

what color looks best on you? dark colors blacks, greys, and blues

do you miss anyone right now? yeah my best friend tori

do you sleep with your door open or closed? closed

do you believe in ghosts? yes!

what is your biggest pet peeve? when people leave their apps running when they aren’t using it 

last person you called` my mom

favorite ice cream flavor? cookies and cream or neapolitan

regular oreos or golden oreos? regular 

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? rainbow

what shirt are you wearing? a tie dye blue shirt with a cat on it that says hug life

what is your phone background? a bunch of corgis

are you outgoing or shy? shy but with time I’m really outgoing

do you like it when people play with your hair? yesss i love it

do you like your neighbors? yeah I do

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? yes both when i wake up and sleep

have you ever been high? nope 

have you ever been drunk? not really 

last thing you ate? eggs and bacon

favorite lyrics right now? “you’re mine and we belong together, yes we belong together for eternity” 

summer or winter? winter

day or night? night

dark, milk, or white chocolate? milk

favorite month? November since it’s the month of my birthday

what is your zodiac sign? Scorpio

who was the last person you cried in front of? my best friend tori