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I’m A Mess Joji x Reader

Angsty request ~ Angsty Joji imagine where you argue bc of him getting jealous and end up breaking up but get back together? Thank you!!

requested by @twdgislife

Warnings: Angst, swearing, graphic kinda, drinking etc.


“Don’t leave please Joji it’s lies. They’re trying to ruin us can’t you see it?!”

“I’m leaving.”

That night was so painful, clearly from the booming headache wracking in my head. I drank so much, raided every crevice in my ruined apartment, I gotta get used to saying my now…given he left for good.

My knuckles were bruised from punching my door, tears dried on my cheeks as I sat in the middle of my living room, empty.

So fucking empty

Clock smashed, clothes thrown across the bedroom, bed sheets covered in puke and blood from my ankle. Carelessly, I had thrown photos all over the floor, the frames smashed on the floor like disturbed decorations. Eyes bags littered my face, sore and red lips from blood and screaming. Scratches prominent on my arms, I had hyperventilated and had no one to calm me down.

I gotta get used to that too.

A knock at the door brought me to my senses, I perked up and dragged myself to the battered door, splinters of wood from where I had punched that too. Running my fingers through my hair, I wiped my face with my hands and reluctantly opened the door.

Ian.

“Hey…” I croaked, my sore throat clearly obvious. His smile died down after he took in the scene of ou-my apartment. Sighing, he walked past me and set down the white bag and called in Max and Chad.

“Jesus Christ, did he-”

“No he left before my hyperventilation started, I’ve trashed the place and haven’t been fucked to move from the sofa since 2am.” I spoke, brushing the creases of my jacket out. A faint buzz came from Max’s phone, a familiar name lit up.

“Where’d he go last night, is he at yours?” I asked, concerned about his wellbeing. He left me yes, and god it hurt for him to believe this bullshit, but I still cared of course.

“He left to get pissed up about ten minutes ago, we dropped him off on the way here.”

God that hurt.

“Why aren’t you with him, I’m fine.” I groaned, rather embarrassed about the state of myself and the apartment.

“Yeah, clearly.” Ian huffed, running his hand through his hair. I winced at the prodding of my food, a shard of glass cutting the heel. Brushing it off, I pondered at the things I could do forget. Until I thought about it a little harder, why not just do what I do best…drink.

“How you guys feel about getting pissed tonight? I don’t need some dumb counselling session right now I just wanna feel good.” I groaned, looking at my reflection in the toaster.

“___-”

“I’ll go get a shower and I’ll get dressed and we can hit up a bar and get fucked.” I smiled, waving and closing my bedroom door behind me to escape into the shower. I never thought I needed a shower this bad till now, washing the blood and sweat off of my body relieved all the kinks in my back from sleeping on the wood floor of the living room. Scrubbing at my scalp, I soothed my headache to become more numbing.

“Don’t lie to me, you clearly like Ian just fucking leave.”

“Why would I? Baby I love you and you know this.”

Wincing, I shook my head and stepped out of the shower, drying my body and carefully dabbing the cuts and the wound on my foot. After debating what to wear, I picked out a burgundy dress, just resting on my lower thigh. It was shoulderless, long sleeved with a choker. I plastered my foot and tugged on some socks and my black, chunky heeled boots. Moments later, I dried my hair and tousled the curls and applied some makeup.

Before opening my bedroom door, I heard the murmurs of the boys conversing rather hushed.

“We can’t leave her like this, she’s a wreck she’s just covering it dude.”

“I don’t want her alone tonight, it might do her good.”

“True, just wish this didn’t fucking happen man…I’ll try and get a hold of him later maybe…”

Sighing, I opened my door slowly, applied a fake smile and grabbed a couple notes from my pot and slipped it into my purse.

“Let’s go lads!” I cheered, their cheers following. This was gonna be rough. Rough as the drive to the bar, they avoided all questions about last night’s incidents and spoke of new video ideas. Ten minutes passed and we finally made it to the rather popular bar.

“Shots!” Me and Max chimed, Ian giggled and found us a booth as we waited for Chad with the shots. Max went for a piss so it was me and Ian.

“Did it hurt…”

“Did what hurt Ian?”

“When he left, I didn’t wanna bring it up I just wanna know. He loves you so much I know he does-”

“If he did he wouldn’t of left. I get it, it’s not the first time I’ll just push through somehow…I don’t fucking know.”

“Guess who got shots, ya boy did!” Chad exclaimed excitedly, I couldn’t help but chuckle and avoid the concerned look from Ian. Max bounced over with his phone in hand and a great big smile on his face.

“Smile boys!” He laughed, snapping a good photo and uploading it to Twitter, rambling about how good we looked and how were were the new NBA , the usual random shit. Max’s phone lit with a familiar number but I just ignored it.After chugging alcohol for about half hour with random conversations, Max and Chad bounced to the dance floor. I played with my empty glasses awkwardly, enjoying the loud music and the aesthetic of the bar.

Ian clearly was itching to join the boys.

“Go, enjoy yourself, somebody gotta look after our shit anyway.” I spoke softly.

Reluctantly, Ian ran to the boys and I smiled. My buzz cut off as the alcohol began attacking my mindset, it fucking hurt. Depressing noises from a cliché love song filled the bar.

I met you in the dark
You lit me up
You made me feel as though
I was enough
We danced the night away
We drank too much
I held your hair back when
You were throwing up

“I love you baby, so much.”

“I love you too-”

God that fucking killed, a dagger to the fucking stomach over and over. The memories of him, his beautiful chocolate eyes, the lines where he smiled, the feeling of his hand on mine, his chaotic humour and insane ideas. The way he’d wake me up at 4am with a coffee and a brand new idea for a video or a snippet of a song he was working on.

Then you smiled over your shoulder
For a minute, I was stone cold sober
I pulled you closer to my chest
And you asked me to stay over
I said, I already told ya
I think that you should get some rest

His crazy hair and the way it would stick up if he slept funny so he’d always lay flat with my head on his chest. His plump lips against my skin and the way they mold into that iconic smile, that led to a radiant laughter that could fill a stadium with cheering.

I got used to that smile.

I knew I loved you then
But you’d never know
Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go
I know I needed you

The second the boys met the booth, I bolted out of the bar, tears running down my cheeks as I clutched my phone to my chest. The music pounded as hard as my heart, it felt blood was gonna pour out of my ears.

Shakily, my hands typed in his name and I clicked ring.

Ring, ring, ring.

“H-Hello.”

“I love you. I love you so fucking much please, I need you please It was all bullshit I need you. You don’t even need to love me back but you just need to know…I need you to know that I adore you so much. The rumours got to us It shouldn’t have please Joji I love you so much.”

He hung up.

I know I needed you
But I never showed
But I wanna stay with you
Until we’re grey and old
Just say you won’t let go
Just say you won’t let go

I heard sniffling from behind me.

There he stood. A deep blue hoodie covering a white tee, black jeans and white vans. His eyes were heavy with red circles. I pushed my phone into my pocket and he pulled me into his arms, I cried hard and his sobs trembled as he smoothed the top of my head, pressing a kiss to my hair.

“I’m so sorry I’m so sorry-”

He kissed me hard as tears covered our faces, salty trickles meeting and falling. God it fucking hurt but it was relieving at the same.

“I’m so sorry for everything.”

“We can work this out, all of this it’s all gonna be okay.”

I’m so in love with you
And I hope you know
Darling your love is more than worth its weight in gold

Not-So-Little Y/N Potter | Sirius Black Smut

Originally posted by your-harry-potter-imagines

A/N: Hey guys, I was dare-to-dream-about-1d, but something happened and I lost access to that account. So I’m here now, I’m just reposting this onto this account, so, NO I did NOT plagiarize this. This is my original work. Thanks for understanding, Allie x

~~~~~

You’re James Potter’s younger twin sister, only younger by seven minutes, but he reminded you every chance he got of those seven minutes. So you’re friends with the other Marauders, maybe a little more than friendly with your brothers best mate, Sirius Black. You’ve liked Sirius since first year, but you two were only ever flirty with one another, kind of to annoy James, but mostly because you two had naturally flirty personalities. Though you may have been genuinely flirting with him, you weren’t always sure if Sirius was, well, serious or not.

You have had boyfriends, but none were ever very serious, partially, because your brother and Sirius scared the poor boys off. Yeah, you were very mad whenever the two protective boys did that, resulting in a very scared boy quickly breaking up with you, but in the end you weren’t too heartbroken, because you just got to spend more time with Sirius and the other Marauders instead of with other guys. Also, all of those guys you liked, you truly did, but you could never like them as much as you liked Sirius; So, a majority of the time you would break things off before it got too serious and anybody’s feelings were really hurt.

Sixth year. Sixth year would be your year. This would be the year that Sirius Black would finally notice you as Y/N Potter, the second smartest girl in their year (behind Lily of course), extremely beautiful, and funny, for who you actually are. Not as Y/N Potter, James’ younger twin sister, who by the way, unbeknownst to you is “totally off-limits,” and is just one-of-the-guys.

No. Not anymore. Tonight would be your night.

Tonight the Gryffindor quidditch team is having a huge party to celebrate their winning the quidditch cup against Slytherin in the finals. That means dancing and tons of people and alcohol and James being too busy with Lily to keep a watchful eye over you all night. You would use all of these things to your favor.

You spent the rest of the afternoon after the quidditch match with Lily and Marlene getting ready for tonight. Lily stuck for a more casual yet flirty look with a pair of cute flare jeans and a low cut peasant blouse and chunky heels. Marlene went for a very tight black halter dress with black stilettos. You opted for a tighter red dress that stopped about mid-thigh with an open back, loose sleeves, and a pair of chunky black heels to match. Your makeup was mostly a natural smokey-eye with a cat-eye liner and red lips. You left your hair natural, because you didn’t want to over do it too much and have James hovering over you wanting to know why you were so dressy all night.

You didn’t head down to the common room with Marlene and Lily because you were looking for the necklace that Sirius had given to you for your birthday two years ago. By the time you made it down to the common room James was already infatuated with Lily and in their own little world. Leaving you to greet some other friends and find Sirius.

At first you couldn’t find Sirius, so you went and got yourself some firewhiskey and found Remus instead.

“Hey Y/N, you look amazing! Dressed up for anyone special?” Remus asked with a knowing look in his eyes. Remus knew of your feelings towards Sirius as you had vented to the lycanthrope many times before.

“Hey Rem, you look rather nice as well. And wouldn’t you like to know.” You shot back with a wink while sipping your drink. Your goal wasn’t to get drunk, but to get enough alcohol in you to give you a little bit of “liquid courage.”

After talking and joking with Remus for a while you hear a loud voice over the music calling Remus’ name.

“Remus! Remus! Oh, Moony!”

You both turn to see no other than Sirius Black himself strutting over in his black boots, light-wash jeans (that were a little snug in the butt), and a white button-down shirt with the first few buttons undone. On the inside, you were swooning. On the outside, you just smiled at the boy heading your way.

“Oi, Padfoot, where ya been? Y/N and I were beginning to think you had gone and forgotten about us!” Remus said with a wink in your direction.

“I’ve been trying to get Wormtail to talk to a girl, but he’s worse off than you, Moony!” The dark haired boy said with a laugh.

“Pads, you know I don’t da-”

“We know, Moony, we know why you don’t date. But getting a little action never hurt.” Sirius said while pulling you into a hug.

"Hey there, Princess. You look absolutely ravishing tonight,” Sirius said while holding your body away from his a bit so he could look you up and down, “why I have I not seen this dress before?”

His eyes moved slowly over your body taking every inch of you into his memory so he could relive how breathtaking you looked for the rest of his life. You couldn’t help but feel your cheeks get hot as Sirius’ eyes wandered over your body, taking you in.

"Hey Padfoot, thank you. You don’t look so bad yourself either,” you said with a sly wink, “I guess I’ve just been saving this dress for the right occasion.”

“Well, Y/N, you do truly look beautiful. I love the necklace,” he told you as he picked up the necklace that was hanging low on your chest, “somebody with great taste must’ve given you this.”

You took a step closer to him, his free hand moving towards your hips, while you wrapped one arm, the one holding your almost empty drink, around his neck and your other hand was placed lazily on his chest.

You looked up at him and smirked, “yeah, it seems like whoever gave me this does have pretty good taste.”

He released the necklace and placed his other hand around your waist, connecting his hands together behind your back. They were just centimeters from being dangerously low on your waist.

Just as Sirius was about to reply, Peter showed up out of nowhere, slightly panting.

“H-H-Hey Padfoot, there’s a…,” Peter takes a second to catch his breath. “A seventh year named, Claire, over there. She said she wants to talk to ya!” He said excitedly and wiggled his eyebrows.

You knew what Claire wanted, she just wanted to get Sirius alone and have her way with him. Which made your stomach twist with jealousy towards the girl.

You started to pull yourself away from Sirius, but he not once removed his hands from your waist as he gazed over his shoulder at Claire uninterested.

His gaze then met yours as he nonchalantly said, “Nah, I’m good.”

Remus, Peter and yourself were slightly surprised when he so casually dismissed the chance to hook up with the older girl.

You put your hand to his forehead, looking bewildered. “Sirius, are you sick? Do we need to take you to the hospital wing?”

Sirius pushed your hand off his forehead and stepped away from you laughing, “No I’m not sick. Really guys. I’m fine. I feel great! Just not interested in her. I’ve got my sights set on someone,” he said with a mischievous look in his eyes.

Your gut wrenched knowing that Sirius already has a particular girl in mind for his latest conquest. You were hoping you still had a chance. Now, your odds were looking much slimmer than they were just minutes ago.

~~~~~

As the night went on you had at least two more drinks, and you were feeling really good. You had spent most of the night dancing with Marlene and Alice, occasionally Lily, if you guys could drag her away from James long enough.

You’re in the middle of the common room, which had most of the furniture, except a long rectangular table people were playing beer pong at, pushed against the walls to create room to dance, dancing to whatever upbeat song was playing.

As that song was fading out, you recognized the beat of your favorite song, Dancing Queen by ABBA, starting up from the speakers. You could feel your excitement bubbling more-so than normal, probably because of the alcohol in your system. You and Marlene caught each other’s eye and immediately grabbed each other and pulled yourselves onto the wooden rectangular table.

As the song was beginning, the two of you began to sing and dance like wild women on the table, catching the attention of most of the students in the common room.

It got to the chorus and as you were spinning around, and tripping over your own feet, you caught Sirius watching your every move with an unreadable look in his grey eyes. You smiled at him and started dancing a little more sexually in hopes to get him to notice you as somebody other than his best friends’ little sister.

Then song ended and you and Marlene took a bow as the common room exploded into an applause for the two of you. You jumped off the table, stumbling once you landed, and started to saunter over to Sirius’ spot leading against the back of the couch talking to some of the quidditch players.

You’re about to call Sirius’ name when somebody grabs you by the waist and spins you around. In your drunken state, you fall forward into whoever grabbed you. You place your hands out to brace yourself and they meet a rather muscular chest. You look up and find yourself looking into the bright green eyes of one of the hottest Gryffindor seventh years, Ethan Lightwood.

He is obviously very drunk and is eyeing you like you’re a piece of meat. This made you very uncomfortable, if you had both been sober when this happened maybe you wouldn’t have been, but you were not up for any of his attempts to try and get you in his bed.

“Hey, Y/N, you… you look very, uh, erm, sexy tonight.” He slurs as one of his hands holds the back of your neck and the other one gives your ass a squeeze.

You squeal because you weren’t expecting him to do that and try to push him off of you. “Hey Ethan, can I help you with something? I was looking for my brother. You know my brother, James, right?” You ask rather panicked because you couldn’t see James over Ethan’s shoulder and you could really use his overprotectiveness right about now. But unfortunately, little did you know, James had already snuck off up to the girls dormitory with Lily for their own fun.

“Yeah, I know James. He’s a cool lad. But I think there is something you can help me with, now that you mention it.” He’s still slurring his words as he pushes his hips and his evident hard on into your hips.

You typically don’t need help when it comes to getting guys to leave you alone, but Ethan was just so drunk and very strong that you knew you couldn’t get rid of him on your own. So, you are now trying to find Remus, Peter, Frank, or just about anybody to come help you get Ethan off of you. As you turned your head to the side, looking for somebody, Ethan took this as an invitation to start assaulting your neck.

“Ethan, please stop. I-I’m not interested. Please. Stop.” You frantically try to tell him, which he ignores your pleas and continues assaulting your neck, probably leaving a bruise from his aggressive kissing.

As you continue to beg him to stop, he starts to walk you backwards towards the stairs leading to the boys dormitories, when suddenly you are ripped from his tight grip. You then stumble back into another muscular chest and quickly turn to see who your savior is, to which you are relived to see Sirius.

Sirius had a dangerous look in his eyes as he guided you into Remus’ arms and turned his attention back towards the angry drunk boy who just had his hands, and lips, all over you.

Sirius took a step closer to Ethan, “Are you serious, mate? Did you not hear her? She told you to stop.” You had never seen Sirius this angry before, and, truthfully, it was quite scary to see him like this.

Ethan stumbled backwards a little bit as he rolled his eyes, “P-please, Y/N totally wanted it. She’s just being a, a tease. She was enjoying it.” He said confidently with a smirk plastered on his face.

Sirius was seething at this, “You’re mental, man. When a girl says stop, you stop. Don’t be a prat. Y/N is not a piece of ass for your enjoyment. You are very lucky I haven’t broken your jaw by now. I should break your hands because they violated Y/N. But, I swear, if I ever see you with your grimy hands on Y/N ever again, I will hex you so hard your grandchildren will feel it.” With that he turned to walk away, but before he started back towards you and Remus, he looked back at a visibly shaken Ethan. He smirked as he gave Ethan one final threat, “Oh, and Lightwood, you better hope that James doesn’t find out about this or else you won’t just have me to deal with.”

Sirius approached you and wrapped you into a hug, holding you against his chest as he kissed the top of your head. He and Remus lead you to the side of the common room where it is less crowded. You lean against the stone wall of common room and took a second to catch your breath.

Remus asked you if you were okay and you nodded. Noticing the tension between you and Sirius, he left to go find Peter, leaving you two alone.

Sirius sighed and you lifted your gaze off the floor to meet his. He stepped closer to you and rested his left hand on your cheek soothingly. You instinctively leaned into the palm of his hand.

“Y/N,” Sirius spoke softly, “Are you okay? Are you hurt? I’m sorry I didn’t get there sooner. I should’ve stopped him immediately. I should’ve-” His voice raising slightly with each sentence as he felt more guilty for not stepping in sooner.

“Sirius,” You cut him off before he could verbally beat himself up anymore, “I’m fine. I’ll be okay. It’s not your fault. It’s okay.” You rested your hand on his shoulder, giving him a reassuring smile.

He briefly looked over his shoulder towards Ethan and brought his gaze down to the floor before glaring at Ethan once again. “I just– I can’t believe he would try to take advantage of you. When I tell James what happened, Ethan is going to wish he had never laid his eyes on you.” His voice was full of spite and pure anger towards the older boy.

You took his face in your hands and turned is attention away from the older boy and back to you. His expression immediately softened when he locked eyes with you. His whole demeanor changed once he felt your touch.

“Sirius, it’s-” You’re cut short by Sirius starting to talk.

“He doesn’t get to touch you like that. None of these prats do. You deserve so much better than for a stupid bloke to treat you like that.”

“Siri,” You used the pet name that he only let you call him and you stroked his cheek with your thumb “I am fine. Thank you for stepping in when you did. I owe you, a lot. But, you can’t threaten to hex every guy who is interested in me. I’d like to, eventually, date somebody without worrying that you and James will kill him.” You joked, trying to lighten the mood between the two of you.

He chuckled at your statement. He moved his hand to the back of your neck and placed his other hand on the wall next to your head. “Y/N, you don’t owe me for helping you. Don’t be so silly. I could never ask you to repay me for stopping somebody from taking advantage of you. I care about you, a lot, and I’d never let anything happen to you. But, truthfully, I don’t think I’ll ever like anybody you try to date.”

You smirked a little, and moved one hand to the back of his neck, playing with his hair a little, and the other to rest lazily on his chest. “Oh yeah? Why do you think you’ll never like anybody I try to date? You jealous of my imaginary potential boyfriend?” You tease, subconsciously leaning closer to him, leaving very little space between the two of you. The tension between the two of you is obviously gone by now, except for the sexual tension that was lingering in the air.

He rolled his eyes and pulled you slightly closer by the back of your neck. “Yes Y/N, I’m jealous of your imaginary potential boyfriend. I want you, I need you. Oh baby, oh baby.” He said as sarcastically as he could.

“Well, thank Merlin you’re finally admitting this. It’s about damn time.” You said with a playful tone.

With the alcohol still in your system, you decided to do something that you certainly would’ve never done sober. Your hand on his chest gripped his shirt tightly in your fist and you gave him the most mischievous yet sultry look you could muster up. Then, you crashed you lips onto his.

When Sirius didn’t respond right away the way you had hoped he would. You detached your lips from his and removed yourself from his hold. You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks and the tears welling in your eyes.

How could you be so stupid? Why did you even think that Sirius would kiss you back? You’re just James’ sister, the girl that’s just one of the guys. You’re not like one of the usual girls Sirius likes to sneak off with to a random broom closet. You’ll never be one of those girls. Why did you ever think that Sirius would be with you that intimately?

“I, uh, I’m sorry. I’m just gonna go.” You said quietly, looking everywhere but Sirius. You just wanted to make it to your bed before anybody noticed you were about to cry and die of embarrassment alone.

As you are heading towards the girls dormitories staircase, a hand grabs your wrist and pulls you into the staircase leading to the boys dormitories. You’re pulled up the stairs a bit, to get away from the party that was still going strong.

You looked up to see Sirius standing there lost in thought while starring at you intently. You signed and looked away from him trying to hold back tears.

“What, Sirius? I shouldn’t have done that. It was stupid. Please just let me go to bed.” You whisper.

“Shut up, Y/N, for like five seconds so I can talk without you walking away.” He said abruptly.

You were slightly shocked with his tone, he spoke rather harshly. You apologized again and kept your gaze on the floor.

He sighed, “Please, baby girl, look at me. I just wasn’t expecting you to kiss me. I know you probably have a thousand different things going through that pretty little head of yours right now. But, I want you to listen to me. Okay?”

Your heart swelled at the pet name and you were now looking at him, waiting for him to give you a speech on how you’re like a sister to him.

Suddenly, he kissed you. It wasn’t rough or animalistic, it was gentle yet needy as if this could be the last time he ever would have this chance. You stood frozen with his lips pressed to yours. What was happening? Is this some sort of sick joke?

Your thoughts were cut off by Sirius mumbling against your lips, “Kiss me back, damnit.”

So you did. You kissed him with everything you had, trying to relay all of your unspoken feelings into this kiss. Sirius was doing the same.

He pushed you against the wall and pressed his body against yours, holding you closer than he’s ever held you before. As you fisted his shirt tightly with one hand, while the other was lost in his ebony hair, tugging every-so-often. He pulled away, too soon for your liking, only to move his lips to your neck.

“Merlin,” kiss “I’ve” kiss “dreamt” kiss “about” kiss “this” kiss “for so” kiss “bloody” kiss “long.”

You couldn’t believe this was happening, you were on cloud nine, when suddenly it came to an end all too soon. Voices were coming closer up the staircase towards you two.

Sirius pulled away and pushed himself onto the opposite wall that you were on just in time for two seventh years to stumble past the two of you and up to the seventh year dorms.

You starred at each other for what seemed like ages until Sirius finally spoke, “Y/N. I-I don’t… You’re my best mates younger twin sister. I– I mean, we, can’t do this.”

At this point, you were pissed. He can’t say all this about other guys not touching you and how you deserve better, then kiss you like nothing else in the world mattered but you two and then, use your stupid brother as an excuse as to why you can’t do this.

“No,” You snapped at him causing him to look at you shocked by your response, “You can’t do that. You can’t say all that shit about deserving better and how I can’t be intimate with other guys and then kiss me like that just to decide James is the reason you won’t admit how you really feel. No. I don’t accept it. Screw James. He doesn’t get a say in this. You do and I do. That’s it. Merlin, I’ve been so irrevocably in love with you for years. It broke my heart to see you with all those girls, and now that I finally have you, I’m not going to let you toss me aside because you’re afraid of what your best mate and my brother will think. No Sirius, it’s not fair. That excuse doesn’t work with me. Try again. Give me a real reason and I’ll go.”

You waited for Sirius to give you a real reason as to why the two of you wouldn’t work. After a few minutes, he still hasn’t said anything, so you kissed him again.

“Shit, Y/N.” Sirius gasped as you pressed your body closer to his, which was now pinned between you and the cold stone wall leading up towards the boys dormitories. A smirk now prevalent across your face.

“Agh. Fuck. Y/N, you’ve really got me caught between a rock and a hard place here… No pun intended.”

“What do you mean, Sirius?” You questioned looking up at him through your eyelashes.

“Y/N. James will kill me, but… but, I want you so fucking bad.” Sirius huskily whispered in your ear causing your grip on his shirt collar to tighten noticeably.

He leaned back in closer towards your ear and slowly whispered, “Merlin, I’ve wanted this for so long. I’ve wanted you for so long.”

"So have me.” You whispered back while pressing your lips to smooth skin on his neck and collarbones.

Next thing you know, Sirius has picked you up and wrapped your legs around his waist as he makes his way up the stairs towards the marauders dormitory. You continue to kiss and suck on his neck, leaving a trail of bruises along the way; while his hands are planted firmly on your ass, squeezing every-so-often.

He makes it to the room, throwing open the door and slamming it shut, just to turn around and push you against the door.

He feverishly pulled you up so your lips would meet again with overwhelming passion. His rough hands tangled themselves in your hair. He pulled away, biting your lower lip as he did so, eliciting a moan from you. That sound was the most beautiful sound Sirius had ever heard, he was addicted to you.

He carried you over to his bed and tossed you onto his bed, then crawled on top of you. Kissing you as if his life depended on it.

Your hands found the hem of his shirt tugging it upwards, to signal Sirius that you were annoyed by the presence of the article of clothing. Sirius got the hint and pulled away from you and removed his shirt quickly. Your hands had a mind of their own and attached themselves to his abs, tracing the skin with your fingertips. Sirius grabbed the hem of your dress and pulled it upwards off of your body, leaving you in a pair of red lacy cheeky panties and a matching red lacy bra (that made your boobs look spectacular).

Sirius was speechless. You were the most gorgeous women he had ever seen and you were all his. You moved your hands towards his belt, tugging him towards you a little.

“What’s wrong, Siri? Cat got your tongue?” You purred. Sirius couldn’t help but smile at your joke, your patronus was a dog but your animagus form was a grey cat with a white patch of fur on your hip.

“I mean, you could say that, but truthfully I much more of a dog person myself.” He teased as he leaned closer to you making his way to your breasts, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake.

Your hands fumbles with his belt, trying to blindly undo it, when you felt a rough hand on top of yours. “Here, baby girl, let me get that. You seem to be struggling a bit.”

Sirius shimmied his jeans off, now you were both down to your underwear. The tension was rising, if something didn’t happen soon you might explode. Sirius could tell you were getting impatient, so he decided to tease you a little longer. His hands were running all over your body, touching you, pleasuring you. His lips were following right behind his hands, everywhere that they touched, his lips would soon follow in suit.

Your skin was on fire from his touch, you’ve never felt this good, you’ve never been so desperate for somebody like this before. This was all so foreign to you, but you craved it, you craved him, with every fiber of your being. You couldn’t get enough of him.

And he couldn’t get enough of you and how you responded to him and his touch. He had been with plenty of girls, but none of them responded to him the way you did. He could do this all day if it meant you would be like this with him, and only him, for the rest of your life. Sirius was in euphoria just from watching you and touching you. This was the most amazing feeling in the world to him.

He removed your bra and panties, paying extra attention to all the new flesh being exposed. He removed his briefs and your hands were all over his manhood. You had him on his back and you were over him kissing his chest and stomach softly. You glanced up at him through your eyelashes as you reached his impressive length. You wrapped your hand around him and kissed the red swollen tip before taking him in your mouth. Nobody’s mouth had ever felt this good to Sirius, and he could’ve came just at the sight of you. It didn’t take him long until he was pulling you off of him and flipping the two of you over so he was now on top.

“Merlin, baby girl, you and that pretty little mouth of yours might be the death of me. And the way you looked when you were taking me in your mouth, Merlin, you’re such a good girl for me. But, I need to be inside of you and I can’t wait any longer.”

Sirius reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom out of the drawer. You grabbed it from his hands, opened it and put it on his hard length. Sirius was even more turned on by the sight of you, if that was even possible. He lined himself up at your soaking entrance.

“Baby girl, I need you to tell me if this hurts or you’re uncomfortable or want to stop. Okay?”

You nodded and pulled him down to kiss him as he slowly pushed into you. You gasped into the kiss, turning your head and biting his shoulder. You weren’t a virgin but you hadn’t been with anybody like this in ages and he was much bigger than the guys you had been with.

“Baby girl, Y/N, are you okay? Do you want me to stop?”

“No! Don’t stop, it’s just been a while and you’re much bigger than anybody else I’ve been with. I’ll be fine. Just– just give me a minute.” You breathed out into his neck, then returned to biting his shoulder as he filled you up the rest of the way.

“Y/N, sweetheart, just– shit, you’re so fucking tight, baby girl– just tell me when I can move, okay?” He panted as he dropped his head down into your neck, pressing kisses into the skin.

After a little bit of time, you told Sirius he could move. At first he would thrust slowly, but then he loved the way you looked underneath him so much, that he lost control and started thrusting faster and faster until you were literally screaming out in pleasure. You tugged at his hair as he kissed your collarbones and rubbed your bundle of nerves, eliciting a moan that sounded more growl from him. Sirius grabbed one of your knees and pressed it up to your chest, opening you up more and allowing him to go deeper. Eventually, you found the strength to flip the two of you over and you climbed on top of him. You sank down onto his slick member causing you both to moan out in ecstasy.

Sirius never let the girl be dominant when he was with them, but with you something was different, the sight of you throwing your head back in pure pleasure as you tugged at his hair was something he wanted to remember for all of his life. For you, he’d do anything, even if it was something he doesn’t really like doing at all.

Your walls started to tighten around him, signaling you were close. “C'mon Sirius, cum with me. Please. Padfoot. Please. Oh my god. Sirius!” He twitched inside of you as you released and he came with you. Profanities poured out of his mouth, along with praises directed towards you and terms of endearment. You rode out both of your highs as long as you both could not wanting this to end.

You pulled yourself off of him and collapsed onto the bed next to him. He got up and threw away the condom and turned around to see you under the covers with your eyes closed with a smile across your face. He crawled back into bed with you and pulled you to his chest. You rested your head on his chest as he held your hands and played with your fingers.

Neither of you cared that you were both sweaty messes, you were together and that’s all that mattered. You kissed his collarbone and smiled up at him.

“That was amazi-”

“Y/N Y/M/N Potter, I’m in love with you. I have been for a long while now. Will you please be mine?”

You had confessed your love earlier but you weren’t expecting him to say it back, at least not this soon. You were overjoyed. You sat up and grabbed his face with both hands and kisses him passionately yet sweetly, giving him your answer.

“I love you too, Sirius Orion Black.”

You ended up putting on one of his t-shirts and your underwear, while Sirius just put on his underwear again. He pulled the curtains around his bed closed and put a silencing charm on the bed, so if Remus and Peter came back they wouldn’t hear the two of you taking. The two of you talked for hours about the future and life in general while cuddled into each other so much so that you looked like one person.

~~~~~

The next morning, James sauntered back into the boys dormitory happy as could be, because he has spent the night with Lily.

“Moony, Wormtail, Pads! Wake up! I have to tell you something!” He shouted while pulling Peter and Remus’ bed curtains open.

“Hey, Prongs. Quick question, did Y/N make it back to her dorm all right? I know she had a rough night.” Remus asked because he last saw you, a few hours before he ventured off to bed, was with Sirius.

“What do you mean she had a rough night? Is she okay?” James was now very worried about the well-being of his younger sister.

Remus explained to James what had happened the night before with Ethan. James was livid to say the least. He was already planning dozens of ways to get back at Ethan for what he did. James then realized that Remus had asked if you made it back to your dorm last night.

“No Y/N never came back up to the girls dorm last night. Her bed was empty and made this morning. Did she not stay here last night?” James was starting to panic.

He walked over to his own bed and pulled the bed curtains back to reveal that his own bed is in the same state as he had left it the day before. He was racking his brain for places Y/N could’ve gone.

“Where the hell is Padfoot?”

Peter finally spoke up, “Last I heard he went off with some random girl after he made sure Y/N was okay. I think he’s back now though.”

James walked over to Sirius’ bed and when he pulled back the curtain, he swore that his heart stopped for at least thirty seconds.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!”

Sirius rolled over slightly, trying not to disturb the sleeping girl beside him. “Prongs, why are you yelling?” He asked groggily.

“WHY AM I SCREAMING?! WHY ARE YOU IN BED WITH MY SISTER?!”

Sirius sat himself up as much as he could without waking Y/N, who is surprisingly a very heavy sleeper. “James, mate, calm down.”

“Calm down?! How can I calm down when you are in bed with my sister, holding her like that, and is she wearing your shirt?!” James ran his hands through his already messy hair, tugging at it out of stress.

“Jamie, please, shut up. It’s early. I’m trying to sleep.” You mumbled into Sirius’ chest.

“Y/N, I swear to Merlin, if you don’t remove yourself from Sirius right now…” James trailed off his threat. Meanwhile, Peter and Remus are sitting on their respective beds very confused by the whole situation at hand, neither of them even thought that Y/N and Sirius could’ve ended up together.

“James, stop overreacting…”

“Overreacting!? I am not overreacting my sister and my best mate are in bed together. Y/N, you’re wearing his shirt! I can only assume the worst happened!”

Sirius looked slightly offended, “The worst being?”

James sighed and rolled his eyes as if it was obvious, “The worst is that you two… Ya know…”

Sirius raised an eyebrow and sat up even more, bringing you up with him. Neither of them had let go of one another yet. You had your head on Sirius’ chest and Sirius was was running his fingers up and down your back. These simple, sweet actions were making James very uncomfortable.

“Prongs, you know you’re like a brother to me, your my best mate. But, Y/N, I, uh, I’m in love with her, Prongs. A-and she’s feels the same way about me. And…” Sirius’ voice wasn’t as confident as it normally is. He was rather nervous, actually, to be confessing all this to James.

But luckily he was cut off by you, “And… We’re together now. So, you can either accept it and be happy for us or you can be a twat of a best mate and an older brother.” You said definitively. You looked at James and softened your expression, “James, please, I am in love with him. I know he won’t hurt me. Can you please just be happy for us?”

James looked really annoyed at what the two people who are closest to him are telling him. “I’m not happy about this. But I know if I don’t accept it, then you guys will just sneak around behind my back. But I swear, Padfoot, if you hurt her, I will have to kill you. And Moony will help me.”

Sirius smiles and looks down at you, “Oh, trust me, I won’t hurt her. I love her too much.”

“Oh my god, Siri, I think I just threw up in my mouth. That was so grossly cliché. I don’t want to be associated with you anymore.” You joked, slightly moving away from Sirius’ body. To which he pulled you back closer to him as he and the other boys laughed.

“Oh no you don’t. Now that I’ve got you, I’m never going to let you go.” He kissed you gently as the other three marauders started talking about something else.

~~~~~

A/N: Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed this! I’ve been working on it for soooo long and I wanted to make it perfect! It was very cliché and I know that. I’m working on my writing technique. But, this was also my first attempt at writing smut, so sorry if it sucks. This was not intended to be smut at all, but it obviously ended up that way. Oh well. The OC and Marlene dancing on the table is based off my best friend Emily and I at a frat party this past spring. Anybody catch the 10 Things I Hate About You quote?? Love that movie. Anyway, I am very open to suggestions, criticism, or praise. Basically all forms of feedback, so please give me some! Also, feel free to request imagines!! (I’m also working on a prompt list too)

Again, this is just being reposted, I did NOT steal this!

Thanks again guys! - Allie

Not-So-Little Y/N Potter | Sirius Black Smut

Originally posted by your-harry-potter-imagines

You’re James Potter’s younger twin sister, only younger by seven minutes, but he reminded you every chance he got of those seven minutes. So you’re friends with the other Marauders, maybe a little more than friendly with your brothers best mate, Sirius Black. You’ve liked Sirius since first year, but you two were only ever flirty with one another, kind of to annoy James, but mostly because you two had naturally flirty personalities. Though you may have been genuinely flirting with him, you weren’t always sure if Sirius was, well, serious or not.

You have had boyfriends, but none were ever very serious, partially, because your brother and Sirius scared the poor boys off. Yeah, you were very mad whenever the two protective boys did that, resulting in a very scared boy quickly breaking up with you, but in the end you weren’t too heartbroken, because you just got to spend more time with Sirius and the other Marauders instead of with other guys. Also, all of those guys you liked, you truly did, but you could never like them as much as you liked Sirius; So, a majority of the time you would break things off before it got too serious and anybody’s feelings were really hurt.

Sixth year. Sixth year would be your year. This would be the year that Sirius Black would finally notice you as Y/N Potter, the second smartest girl in their year (behind Lily of course), extremely beautiful, and funny, for who you actually are. Not as Y/N Potter, James’ younger twin sister, who by the way, unbeknownst to you is “totally off-limits,” and is just one-of-the-guys.

No. Not anymore. Tonight would be your night.

Tonight the Gryffindor quidditch team is having a huge party to celebrate their winning the quidditch cup against Slytherin in the finals. That means dancing and tons of people and alcohol and James being too busy with Lily to keep a watchful eye over you all night. You would use all of these things to your favor.

You spent the rest of the afternoon after the quidditch match with Lily and Marlene getting ready for tonight. Lily stuck for a more casual yet flirty look with a pair of cute flare jeans and a low cut peasant blouse and chunky heels. Marlene went for a very tight black halter dress with black stilettos. You opted for a tighter red dress that stopped about mid-thigh with an open back, loose sleeves, and a pair of chunky black heels to match. Your makeup was mostly a natural smokey-eye with a cat-eye liner and red lips. You left your hair natural, because you didn’t want to over do it too much and have James hovering over you wanting to know why you were so dressy all night.

You didn’t head down to the common room with Marlene and Lily because you were looking for the necklace that Sirius had given to you for your birthday two years ago. By the time you made it down to the common room James was already infatuated with Lily and in their own little world. Leaving you to greet some other friends and find Sirius.

At first you couldn’t find Sirius, so you went and got yourself some firewhiskey and found Remus instead.

“Hey Y/N, you look amazing! Dressed up for anyone special?” Remus asked with a knowing look in his eyes. Remus knew of your feelings towards Sirius as you had vented to the lycanthrope many times before.

“Hey Rem, you look rather nice as well. And wouldn’t you like to know.” You shot back with a wink while sipping your drink. Your goal wasn’t to get drunk, but to get enough alcohol in you to give you a little bit of “liquid courage.”

After talking and joking with Remus for a while you hear a loud voice over the music calling Remus’ name.

“Remus! Remus! Oh, Moony!”

You both turn to see no other than Sirius Black himself strutting over in his black boots, light-wash jeans (that were a little snug in the butt), and a white button-down shirt with the first few buttons undone. On the inside, you were swooning. On the outside, you just smiled at the boy heading your way.

“Oi, Padfoot, where ya been? Y/N and I were beginning to think you had gone and forgotten about us!” Remus said with a wink in your direction.

“I’ve been trying to get Wormtail to talk to a girl, but he’s worse off than you, Moony!” The dark haired boy said with a laugh.

“Pads, you know I don’t da-”

“We know, Moony, we know why you don’t date. But getting a little action never hurt.” Sirius said while pulling you into a hug.

“Hey there, Princess. You look absolutely ravishing tonight,” Sirius said while holding your body away from his a bit so he could look you up and down, “why I have I not seen this dress before?”

His eyes moved slowly over your body taking every inch of you into his memory so he could relive how breathtaking you looked for the rest of his life. You couldn’t help but feel your cheeks get hot as Sirius’ eyes wandered over your body, taking you in.

“Hey Padfoot, thank you. You don’t look so bad yourself either,” you said with a sly wink, “I guess I’ve just been saving this dress for the right occasion.”

“Well, Y/N, you do truly look beautiful. I love the necklace,” he told you as he picked up the necklace that was hanging low on your chest, “somebody with great taste must’ve given you this.”

You took a step closer to him, his free hand moving towards your hips, while you wrapped one arm, the one holding your almost empty drink, around his neck and your other hand was placed lazily on his chest.

You looked up at him and smirked, “yeah, it seems like whoever gave me this does have pretty good taste.”

He released the necklace and placed his other hand around your waist, connecting his hands together behind your back. They were just centimeters from being dangerously low on your waist.

Just as Sirius was about to reply, Peter showed up out of nowhere, slightly panting.

“H-H-Hey Padfoot, there’s a…,” Peter takes a second to catch his breath. “A seventh year named, Claire, over there. She said she wants to talk to ya!” He said excitedly and wiggled his eyebrows.

You knew what Claire wanted, she just wanted to get Sirius alone and have her way with him. Which made your stomach twist with jealousy towards the girl.

You started to pull yourself away from Sirius, but he not once removed his hands from your waist as he gazed over his shoulder at Claire uninterested.

His gaze then met yours as he nonchalantly said, “Nah, I’m good.”

Remus, Peter and yourself were slightly surprised when he so casually dismissed the chance to hook up with the older girl.

You put your hand to his forehead, looking bewildered. “Sirius, are you sick? Do we need to take you to the hospital wing?”

Sirius pushed your hand off his forehead and stepped away from you laughing, “No I’m not sick. Really guys. I’m fine. I feel great! Just not interested in her. I’ve got my sights set on someone,” he said with a mischievous look in his eyes.

Your gut wrenched knowing that Sirius already has a particular girl in mind for his latest conquest. You were hoping you still had a chance. Now, your odds were looking much slimmer than they were just minutes ago.

~~~~

As the night went on you had at least two more drinks, and you were feeling really good. You had spent most of the night dancing with Marlene and Alice, occasionally Lily, if you guys could drag her away from James long enough.

You’re in the middle of the common room, which had most of the furniture, except a long rectangular table people were playing beer pong at, pushed against the walls to create room to dance, dancing to whatever upbeat song was playing.

As that song was fading out, you recognized the beat of your favorite song, Dancing Queen by ABBA, starting up from the speakers. You could feel your excitement bubbling more-so than normal, probably because of the alcohol in your system. You and Marlene caught each other’s eye and immediately grabbed each other and pulled yourselves onto the wooden rectangular table.

As the song was beginning, the two of you began to sing and dance like wild women on the table, catching the attention of most of the students in the common room.

It got to the chorus and as you were spinning around, and tripping over your own feet, you caught Sirius watching your every move with an unreadable look in his grey eyes. You smiled at him and started dancing a little more sexually in hopes to get him to notice you as somebody other than his best friends’ little sister.

Then song ended and you and Marlene took a bow as the common room exploded into an applause for the two of you. You jumped off the table, stumbling once you landed, and started to saunter over to Sirius’ spot leading against the back of the couch talking to some of the quidditch players.

You’re about to call Sirius’ name when somebody grabs you by the waist and spins you around. In your drunken state, you fall forward into whoever grabbed you. You place your hands out to brace yourself and they meet a rather muscular chest. You look up and find yourself looking into the bright green eyes of one of the hottest Gryffindor seventh years, Ethan Lightwood.

He is obviously very drunk and is eyeing you like you’re a piece of meat. This made you very uncomfortable, if you had both been sober when this happened maybe you wouldn’t have been, but you were not up for any of his attempts to try and get you in his bed.

“Hey, Y/N, you… you look very, uh, erm, sexy tonight.” He slurs as one of his hands holds the back of your neck and the other one gives your ass a squeeze.

You squeal because you weren’t expecting him to do that and try to push him off of you. “Hey Ethan, can I help you with something? I was looking for my brother. You know my brother, James, right?” You ask rather panicked because you couldn’t see James over Ethan’s shoulder and you could really use his overprotectiveness right about now. But unfortunately, little did you know, James had already snuck off up to the girls dormitory with Lily for their own fun.

“Yeah, I know James. He’s a cool lad. But I think there is something you can help me with, now that you mention it.” He’s still slurring his words as he pushes his hips and his evident hard on into your hips.

You typically don’t need help when it comes to getting guys to leave you alone, but Ethan was just so drunk and very strong that you knew you couldn’t get rid of him on your own. So, you are now trying to find Remus, Peter, Frank, or just about anybody to come help you get Ethan off of you. As you turned your head to the side, looking for somebody, Ethan took this as an invitation to start assaulting your neck.

“Ethan, please stop. I-I’m not interested. Please. Stop.” You frantically try to tell him, which he ignores your pleas and continues assaulting your neck, probably leaving a bruise from his aggressive kissing.

As you continue to beg him to stop, he starts to walk you backwards towards the stairs leading to the boys dormitories, when suddenly you are ripped from his tight grip. You then stumble back into another muscular chest and quickly turn to see who your savior is, to which you are relived to see Sirius.

Sirius had a dangerous look in his eyes as he guided you into Remus’ arms and turned his attention back towards the angry drunk boy who just had his hands, and lips, all over you.

Sirius took a step closer to Ethan, “Are you serious, mate? Did you not hear her? She told you to stop.” You had never seen Sirius this angry before, and, truthfully, it was quite scary to see him like this.

Ethan stumbled backwards a little bit as he rolled his eyes, “P-please, Y/N totally wanted it. She’s just being a, a tease. She was enjoying it.” He said confidently with a smirk plastered on his face.

Sirius was seething at this, “You’re mental, man. When a girl says stop, you stop. Don’t be a prat. Y/N is not a piece of ass for your enjoyment. You are very lucky I haven’t broken your jaw by now. I should break your hands because they violated Y/N. But, I swear, if I ever see you with your grimy hands on Y/N ever again, I will hex you so hard your grandchildren will feel it.” With that he turned to walk away, but before he started back towards you and Remus, he looked back at a visibly shaken Ethan. He smirked as he gave Ethan one final threat, “Oh, and Lightwood, you better hope that James doesn’t find out about this or else you won’t just have me to deal with.”

Sirius approached you and wrapped you into a hug, holding you against his chest as he kissed the top of your head. He and Remus lead you to the side of the common room where it is less crowded. You lean against the stone wall of common room and took a second to catch your breath.

Remus asked you if you were okay and you nodded. Noticing the tension between you and Sirius, he left to go find Peter, leaving you two alone.

Sirius sighed and you lifted your gaze off the floor to meet his. He stepped closer to you and rested his left hand on your cheek soothingly. You instinctively leaned into the palm of his hand.

“Y/N,” Sirius spoke softly, “Are you okay? Are you hurt? I’m sorry I didn’t get there sooner. I should’ve stopped him immediately. I should’ve-” His voice raising slightly with each sentence as he felt more guilty for not stepping in sooner.

“Sirius,” You cut him off before he could verbally beat himself up anymore, “I’m fine. I’ll be okay. It’s not your fault. It’s okay.” You rested your hand on his shoulder, giving him a reassuring smile.

He briefly looked over his shoulder towards Ethan and brought his gaze down to the floor before glaring at Ethan once again. “I just– I can’t believe he would try to take advantage of you. When I tell James what happened, Ethan is going to wish he had never laid his eyes on you.” His voice was full of spite and pure anger towards the older boy.

You took his face in your hands and turned is attention away from the older boy and back to you. His expression immediately softened when he locked eyes with you. His whole demeanor changed once he felt your touch.

“Sirius, it’s-” You’re cut short by Sirius starting to talk.

“He doesn’t get to touch you like that. None of these prats do. You deserve so much better than for a stupid bloke to treat you like that.”

“Siri,” You used the pet name that he only let you call him and you stroked his cheek with your thumb “I am fine. Thank you for stepping in when you did. I owe you, a lot. But, you can’t threaten to hex every guy who is interested in me. I’d like to, eventually, date somebody without worrying that you and James will kill him.” You joked, trying to lighten the mood between the two of you.

He chuckled at your statement. He moved his hand to the back of your neck and placed his other hand on the wall next to your head. “Y/N, you don’t owe me for helping you. Don’t be so silly. I could never ask you to repay me for stopping somebody from taking advantage of you. I care about you, a lot, and I’d never let anything happen to you. But, truthfully, I don’t think I’ll ever like anybody you try to date.”

You smirked a little, and moved one hand to the back of his neck, playing with his hair a little, and the other to rest lazily on his chest. “Oh yeah? Why do you think you’ll never like anybody I try to date? You jealous of my imaginary potential boyfriend?” You tease, subconsciously leaning closer to him, leaving very little space between the two of you. The tension between the two of you is obviously gone by now, except for the sexual tension that was lingering in the air.

He rolled his eyes and pulled you slightly closer by the back of your neck. “Yes Y/N, I’m jealous of your imaginary potential boyfriend. I want you, I need you. Oh baby, oh baby.” He said as sarcastically as he could.

“Well, thank Merlin you’re finally admitting this. It’s about damn time.” You said with a playful tone.

With the alcohol still in your system, you decided to do something that you certainly would’ve never done sober. Your hand on his chest gripped his shirt tightly in your fist and you gave him the most mischievous yet sultry look you could muster up. Then, you crashed you lips onto his.

When Sirius didn’t respond right away the way you had hoped he would. You detached your lips from his and removed yourself from his hold. You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks and the tears welling in your eyes.

How could you be so stupid? Why did you even think that Sirius would kiss you back? You’re just James’ sister, the girl that’s just one of the guys. You’re not like one of the usual girls Sirius likes to sneak off with to a random broom closet. You’ll never be one of those girls. Why did you ever think that Sirius would be with you that intimately?

“I, uh, I’m sorry. I’m just gonna go.” You said quietly, looking everywhere but Sirius. You just wanted to make it to your bed before anybody noticed you were about to cry and die of embarrassment alone.

As you are heading towards the girls dormitories staircase, a hand grabs your wrist and pulls you into the staircase leading to the boys dormitories. You’re pulled up the stairs a bit, to get away from the party that was still going strong.

You looked up to see Sirius standing there lost in thought while starring at you intently. You signed and looked away from him trying to hold back tears.

“What, Sirius? I shouldn’t have done that. It was stupid. Please just let me go to bed.” You whisper.

“Shut up, Y/N, for like five seconds so I can talk without you walking away.” He said abruptly.

You were slightly shocked with his tone, he spoke rather harshly. You apologized again and kept your gaze on the floor.

He sighed, “Please, baby girl, look at me. I just wasn’t expecting you to kiss me. I know you probably have a thousand different things going through that pretty little head of yours right now. But, I want you to listen to me. Okay?”

Your heart swelled at the pet name and you were now looking at him, waiting for him to give you a speech on how you’re like a sister to him.

Suddenly, he kissed you. It wasn’t rough or animalistic, it was gentle yet needy as if this could be the last time he ever would have this chance. You stood frozen with his lips pressed to yours. What was happening? Is this some sort of sick joke?

Your thoughts were cut off by Sirius mumbling against your lips, “Kiss me back, damnit.”

So you did. You kissed him with everything you had, trying to relay all of your unspoken feelings into this kiss. Sirius was doing the same.

He pushed you against the wall and pressed his body against yours, holding you closer than he’s ever held you before. As you fisted his shirt tightly with one hand, while the other was lost in his ebony hair, tugging every-so-often. He pulled away, too soon for your liking, only to move his lips to your neck.

“Merlin,” kiss “I’ve” kiss “dreamt” kiss “about” kiss “this” kiss “for so” kiss “bloody” kiss “long.”

You couldn’t believe this was happening, you were on cloud nine, when suddenly it came to an end all too soon. Voices were coming closer up the staircase towards you two.

Sirius pulled away and pushed himself onto the opposite wall that you were on just in time for two seventh years to stumble past the two of you and up to the seventh year dorms.

You starred at each other for what seemed like ages until Sirius finally spoke, “Y/N. I-I don’t… You’re my best mates younger twin sister. I– I mean, we, can’t do this.”

At this point, you were pissed. He can’t say all this about other guys not touching you and how you deserve better, then kiss you like nothing else in the world mattered but you two and then, use your stupid brother as an excuse as to why you can’t do this.

“No,” You snapped at him causing him to look at you shocked by your response, “You can’t do that. You can’t say all that shit about deserving better and how I can’t be intimate with other guys and then kiss me like that just to decide James is the reason you won’t admit how you really feel. No. I don’t accept it. Screw James. He doesn’t get a say in this. You do and I do. That’s it. Merlin, I’ve been so irrevocably in love with you for years. It broke my heart to see you with all those girls, and now that I finally have you, I’m not going to let you toss me aside because you’re afraid of what your best mate and my brother will think. No Sirius, it’s not fair. That excuse doesn’t work with me. Try again. Give me a real reason and I’ll go.”

You waited for Sirius to give you a real reason as to why the two of you wouldn’t work. After a few minutes, he still hasn’t said anything, so you kissed him again.

“Shit, Y/N.” Sirius gasped as you pressed your body closer to his, which was now pinned between you and the cold stone wall leading up towards the boys dormitories. A smirk now prevalent across your face.

“Agh. Fuck. Y/N, you’ve really got me caught between a rock and a hard place here… No pun intended.”

“What do you mean, Sirius?” You questioned looking up at him through your eyelashes.

“Y/N. James will kill me, but… but, I want you so fucking bad.” Sirius huskily whispered in your ear causing your grip on his shirt collar to tighten noticeably.

He leaned back in closer towards your ear and slowly whispered, “Merlin, I’ve wanted this for so long. I’ve wanted you for so long.”

"So have me.” You whispered back while pressing your lips to smooth skin on his neck and collarbones.

Next thing you know, Sirius has picked you up and wrapped your legs around his waist as he makes his way up the stairs towards the marauders dormitory. You continue to kiss and suck on his neck, leaving a trail of bruises along the way; while his hands are planted firmly on your ass, squeezing every-so-often.

He makes it to the room, throwing open the door and slamming it shut, just to turn around and push you against the door.

He feverishly pulled you up so your lips would meet again with overwhelming passion. His rough hands tangled themselves in your hair. He pulled away, biting your lower lip as he did so, eliciting a moan from you. That sound was the most beautiful sound Sirius had ever heard, he was addicted to you.

He carried you over to his bed and tossed you onto his bed, then crawled on top of you. Kissing you as if his life depended on it.

Your hands found the hem of his shirt tugging it upwards, to signal Sirius that you were annoyed by the presence of the article of clothing. Sirius got the hint and pulled away from you and removed his shirt quickly. Your hands had a mind of their own and attached themselves to his abs, tracing the skin with your fingertips. Sirius grabbed the hem of your dress and pulled it upwards off of your body, leaving you in a pair of red lacy cheeky panties and a matching red lacy bra (that made your boobs look spectacular).

Sirius was speechless. You were the most gorgeous women he had ever seen and you were all his. You moved your hands towards his belt, tugging him towards you a little.

“What’s wrong, Siri? Cat got your tongue?” You purred. Sirius couldn’t help but smile at your joke, your patronus was a dog but your animagus form was a grey cat with a white patch of fur on your hip.

“I mean, you could say that, but truthfully I much more of a dog person myself.” He teased as he leaned closer to you making his way to your breasts, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake.

Your hands fumbles with his belt, trying to blindly undo it, when you felt a rough hand on top of yours. “Here, baby girl, let me get that. You seem to be struggling a bit.”

Sirius shimmied his jeans off, now you were both down to your underwear. The tension was rising, if something didn’t happen soon you might explode. Sirius could tell you were getting impatient, so he decided to tease you a little longer. His hands were running all over your body, touching you, pleasuring you. His lips were following right behind his hands, everywhere that they touched, his lips would soon follow in suit.

Your skin was on fire from his touch, you’ve never felt this good, you’ve never been so desperate for somebody like this before. This was all so foreign to you, but you craved it, you craved him, with every fiber of your being. You couldn’t get enough of him.

And he couldn’t get enough of you and how you responded to him and his touch. He had been with plenty of girls, but none of them responded to him the way you did. He could do this all day if it meant you would be like this with him, and only him, for the rest of your life. Sirius was in euphoria just from watching you and touching you. This was the most amazing feeling in the world to him.

He removed your bra and panties, paying extra attention to all the new flesh being exposed. He removed his briefs and your hands were all over his manhood. You had him on his back and you were over him kissing his chest and stomach softly. You glanced up at him through your eyelashes as you reached his impressive length. You wrapped your hand around him and kissed the red swollen tip before taking him in your mouth. Nobody’s mouth had ever felt this good to Sirius, and he could’ve came just at the sight of you. It didn’t take him long until he was pulling you off of him and flipping the two of you over so he was now on top.

“Merlin, baby girl, you and that pretty little mouth of yours might be the death of me. And the way you looked when you were taking me in your mouth, Merlin, you’re such a good girl for me. But, I need to be inside of you and I can’t wait any longer.”

Sirius reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom out of the drawer. You grabbed it from his hands, opened it and put it on his hard length. Sirius was even more turned on by the sight of you, if that was even possible. He lined himself up at your soaking entrance.

“Baby girl, I need you to tell me if this hurts or you’re uncomfortable or want to stop. Okay?”

You nodded and pulled him down to kiss him as he slowly pushed into you. You gasped into the kiss, turning your head and biting his shoulder. You weren’t a virgin but you hadn’t been with anybody like this in ages and he was much bigger than the guys you had been with.

“Baby girl, Y/N, are you okay? Do you want me to stop?”

“No! Don’t stop, it’s just been a while and you’re much bigger than anybody else I’ve been with. I’ll be fine. Just– just give me a minute.” You breathed out into his neck, then returned to biting his shoulder as he filled you up the rest of the way.

“Y/N, sweetheart, just– shit, you’re so fucking tight, baby girl– just tell me when I can move, okay?” He panted as he dropped his head down into your neck, pressing kisses into the skin.

After a little bit of time, you told Sirius he could move. At first he would thrust slowly, but then he loved the way you looked underneath him so much, that he lost control and started thrusting faster and faster until you were literally screaming out in pleasure. You tugged at his hair as he kissed your collarbones and rubbed your bundle of nerves, eliciting a moan that sounded more growl from him. Sirius grabbed one of your knees and pressed it up to your chest, opening you up more and allowing him to go deeper. Eventually, you found the strength to flip the two of you over and you climbed on top of him. You sank down onto his slick member causing you both to moan out in ecstasy.

Sirius never let the girl be dominant when he was with them, but with you something was different, the sight of you throwing your head back in pure pleasure as you tugged at his hair was something he wanted to remember for all of his life. For you, he’d do anything, even if it was something he doesn’t really like doing at all.

Your walls started to tighten around him, signaling you were close. “C'mon Sirius, cum with me. Please. Padfoot. Please. Oh my god. Sirius!” He twitched inside of you as you released and he came with you. Profanities poured out of his mouth, along with praises directed towards you and terms of endearment. You rode out both of your highs as long as you both could not wanting this to end.

You pulled yourself off of him and collapsed onto the bed next to him. He got up and threw away the condom and turned around to see you under the covers with your eyes closed with a smile across your face. He crawled back into bed with you and pulled you to his chest. You rested your head on his chest as he held your hands and played with your fingers.

Neither of you cared that you were both sweaty messes, you were together and that’s all that mattered. You kissed his collarbone and smiled up at him.

“That was amazi-”

“Y/N Y/M/N Potter, I’m in love with you. I have been for a long while now. Will you please be mine?”

You had confessed your love earlier but you weren’t expecting him to say it back, at least not this soon. You were overjoyed. You sat up and grabbed his face with both hands and kisses him passionately yet sweetly, giving him your answer.

“I love you too, Sirius Orion Black. Of course I’ll be yours.”

You ended up putting on one of his t-shirts and your underwear, while Sirius just put on his underwear again. He pulled the curtains around his bed closed and put a silencing charm on the bed, so if Remus and Peter came back they wouldn’t hear the two of you taking. The two of you talked for hours about the future and life in general while cuddled into each other so much so that you looked like one person.

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The next morning, James sauntered back into the boys dormitory happy as could be, because he has spent the night with Lily.

“Moony, Wormtail, Pads! Wake up! I have to tell you something!” He shouted while pulling Peter and Remus’ bed curtains open.

“Hey, Prongs. Quick question, did Y/N make it back to her dorm all right? I know she had a rough night.” Remus asked because he last saw you, a few hours before he ventured off to bed, was with Sirius.

“What do you mean she had a rough night? Is she okay?” James was now very worried about the well-being of his younger sister.

Remus explained to James what had happened the night before with Ethan. James was livid to say the least. He was already planning dozens of ways to get back at Ethan for what he did. James then realized that Remus had asked if you made it back to your dorm last night.

“No Y/N never came back up to the girls dorm last night. Her bed was empty and made this morning. Did she not stay here last night?” James was starting to panic.

He walked over to his own bed and pulled the bed curtains back to reveal that his own bed is in the same state as he had left it the day before. He was racking his brain for places Y/N could’ve gone.

“Where the hell is Padfoot?”

Peter finally spoke up, “Last I heard he went off with some random girl after he made sure Y/N was okay. I think he’s back now though.”

James walked over to Sirius’ bed and when he pulled back the curtain, he swore that his heart stopped for at least thirty seconds.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!”

Sirius rolled over slightly, trying not to disturb the sleeping girl beside him. “Prongs, why are you yelling?” He asked groggily.

“WHY AM I SCREAMING?! WHY ARE YOU IN BED WITH MY SISTER?!”

Sirius sat himself up as much as he could without waking Y/N, who is surprisingly a very heavy sleeper. “James, mate, calm down.”

“Calm down?! How can I calm down when you are in bed with my sister, holding her like that, and is she wearing your shirt?!” James ran his hands through his already messy hair, tugging at it out of stress.

“Jamie, please, shut up. It’s early. I’m trying to sleep.” You mumbled into Sirius’ chest.

“Y/N, I swear to Merlin, if you don’t remove yourself from Sirius right now…” James trailed off his threat. Meanwhile, Peter and Remus are sitting on their respective beds very confused by the whole situation at hand, neither of them even thought that Y/N and Sirius could’ve ended up together.

“James, stop overreacting…”

“Overreacting!? I am not overreacting my sister and my best mate are in bed together. Y/N, you’re wearing his shirt! I can only assume the worst happened!”

Sirius looked slightly offended, “The worst being?”

James sighed and rolled his eyes as if it was obvious, “The worst is that you two… Ya know…”

Sirius raised an eyebrow and sat up even more, bringing you up with him. Neither of them had let go of one another yet. You had your head on Sirius’ chest and Sirius was was running his fingers up and down your back. These simple, sweet actions were making James very uncomfortable.

“Prongs, you know you’re like a brother to me, your my best mate. But, Y/N, I, uh, I’m in love with her, Prongs. A-and she’s feels the same way about me. And…” Sirius’ voice wasn’t as confident as it normally is. He was rather nervous, actually, to be confessing all this to James.

But luckily he was cut off by you, “And… We’re together now. So, you can either accept it and be happy for us or you can be a twat of a best mate and an older brother.” You said definitively. You looked at James and softened your expression, “James, please, I am in love with him. I know he won’t hurt me. Can you please just be happy for us?”

James looked really annoyed at what the two people who are closest to him are telling him. “I’m not happy about this. But I know if I don’t accept it, then you guys will just sneak around behind my back. But I swear, Padfoot, if you hurt her, I will have to kill you. And Moony will help me.”

Sirius smiles and looks down at you, “Oh, trust me, I won’t hurt her. I love her too much.”

“Oh my god, Siri, I think I just threw up in my mouth. That was so grossly cliché. I don’t want to be associated with you anymore.” You joked, slightly moving away from Sirius’ body. To which he pulled you back closer to him as he and the other boys laughed.

“Oh no you don’t. Now that I’ve got you, I’m never going to let you go.” He kissed you gently as the other three marauders started talking about something else.

~~~~~

A/N: Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed this! I’ve been working on it for soooo long and I wanted to make it perfect! It was very cliché and I know that. I’m working on my writing technique. But, this was also my first attempt at writing smut, so sorry if it sucks. This was not intended to be smut at all, but it obviously ended up that way. Oh well. The OC and Marlene dancing on the table is based off my best friend Emily and I at a frat party this past spring. Anybody catch the 10 Things I Hate About You quote?? Love that movie. Anyway, I am very open to suggestions, criticism, or praise. Basically all forms of feedback, so please give me some! Also, feel free to request imagines!! (I’m also working on a prompt list too)

Thanks again guys! - Allie

Then There Was You - Alec Lightwood

Request:
•Please do a part 3 of the Alec and Hayley story!!!
• Part 3 please x

Warnings: Some Swearing

Authors Note: Hiiii! Sorry its been awhile! Hope you enjoy the chapter :D

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Chapter Three - Friends?


Hayley’s POV

“ Hayley! Please let me in!” I hear Jace beg from the other side of the door. I was currently looking in the mirror, my eyes were all red and puffy from crying. I looked terrible.

“Hales… Please…” I hear Izzy mumble.

I shuffle over to the door and slowly open it, revealing Jace and Izzy. Jace pulled me into a huge hug, he smelt of soap and bacon, which made me laugh. I pull away, getting a confused look from the both of them.

“ What?” I say.

“ Why are you laughing?” Izzy says in a confused tone. Tilting her head whilst looking at me.

“ Jace smells like bacon” i laugh again. Jace pulls his t-shirt up to his nose and starts to chuckle.

“ Are you okay?” Izzy says after we all calm down from laughing.

“ Yeah I’m fine, its just Alec has been a sour bitch ever since I arrived and I have no idea why.” I whisper just loud enough for them to hear, looking at the ground.

“ Don’t worry about it, its just Alec being Alec” Jace says with a reassuring smile. “Anyways you have to get ready, we have a mission”

“ Really?!” I grin.

“ yep, so get ready!” He say before leaving my room.

“ I will meet you in the main hall in 30 minuets. Oh! And you need to dress like you would if you were going clubbing ” Izzy says with a soft smile before leaving.

I quickly change into a black wrap effect mini dress , a pair of black chunky heeled booties, a leather jacket and I grabbed a small handbag. I braid my hair, to keep it out my eyes. Then I apply minimal make up, concealer to cover my red under eyes, liquid eye liner and mascara. Now I looked like I hadn’t just sat and cried for the past 10 minuets.

I pulled my phone out, checking the time 9:45am. I still had 15 minuets.

I quickly texted Alex and Anna just to let them know I was okay and that I was settling in, complete lie I know but I didn’t want them worrying.

I plugged my headphones in and decided to head to the weapons room, from what I remember from yesterday its in the training room. I swiftly make it to the door and entered looking at my phone whilst i changed the song that was playing. Ah State Champs!

I put my phone in my pocket and lip sing the lyrics to All You Are Is History. As I make my way over to the weapon shelves I hear a mumble. I pull a headphone out and look around the training room to see Alec looking straight at me with a bow in his hand.

“ Hey ” I say.

“ Hi” he replies rubbing the back of his neck, don’t guys do that when their nervous?

“ I’m really sorry for what I said earlier I didn’t mean a word of it, I really want you to stay” he says whilst approaching me. I was gobsmacked, the guy that told me I wasn’t wanted just said he wants me here. Okay I’m confused.

“ I accept your apology” I whisper just loud enough for him to hear, he smiled.

“ As you can tell i like to argue” he starts. Wow well done Sherlock. I internally eye roll at this. “ but your different. You argue back and I just wasn’t expecting it” his eyes slowly raking my body till he was eventually looking at his hands. 

“ So your saying that you argue with me because i will fight back?” I smirked, hiding my blushed cheeks by looking at the floor before meeting his eyes.

“Basically… Yeah?” He replies looking at me with a slight smile.

His eyes were beautiful, dark and mysterious, much like him.

“ Lets just say I like to argue as well” I smiled.

“ I can tell” he chuckles “ are you coming on the mission with us” he says casually. Wow have we stopped fighting now? Were we going to have a normal discussion?

“ Well yes, only if you think I’m trained enough of course” I smirk, earning a smirk from Alec.

“ We will have to see newbie” he winked walking back over to his arrows, which he was putting runes on.

I put my headphone back in my ear before turning to grab a bow for myself, it was the best weapon in my opinion. Then a couple of arrows in their quiver with a few daggers. And of course a Seraph blade. I attached all the weapons to my belt then headed over to the table where Alec was to rune my own arrows.

R U Mine? By The Arctic Monkeys was now playing and I automatically was moving my head to the beat, whilst using my Stele to mark the arrows.

Then suddenly my music vanished, my headphone had been pulled out my ears. What the??… I glance up at Alec only to see a mischievous grin spread across his face.

“ Why did you do that you turnip ?!”  I whined, grabbing my phone to stop the music.

“ Turnip? Really?” Alec doubled over laughing.

“ Your such an ass ” I say just loud enough for him to hear.

“ Your such a baby” he says back grinning.

“ Butthead” I challenge as i raise my eyebrow.

“Slobbery slug” he smirks.

“Flee ridden rat”  I say grinning. Then he realized I had a bow in my hand.

“ You shoot?” He asked, looking generally interested.

“ Changing the subject but yes, I shoot” I say looking down at the bow. It was a beautiful bow with a sleek silver finish.

I look up only to catch him smiling at me.

“ I think we should train together sometime” he suggested.

“ Sure” I shrug.

“There you two are!” Izzy shouts from behind me. I turn to see her motioning for us to follow her. I sigh.

“ Time to go”


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Alec’s Pov

“ Okay everyone move into position” Jace says in a whisper as we all split up.

I crouched down, avoiding the eye line of the Shapeshifter. Glancing around I spot Hayley, she was running along the roof tops, bow in hand.

I turn to see Jace just across the street, looking straight at me. He signalled with hand movements that we were now following the demon.

Pulling up my sleeve I quickly draw a invisibility rune, mundanes would just complicate the situation. Me and Jace moved in sync from our hiding spots, walking slowly behind the Shapeshifter.

Izzy falls gracefully from the roof of a small shop. Joining the formation. The soundless footsteps concealed our presence.

As we approached an arch way I see sudden flash of movement. Hayley…

Out of nowhere she dropped to the ground in front of the demon, startling it. It quickly turned, looking for an escape route, only to be disappointed to discover they were trapped.

“ Good to see you Hayley” the demon spoke in a scratchy voice. Turning away from us. Hayley’s facial expression stayed strongly emotionless, with a pissed off look in her eyes.

“ I’d say the same Brian but you are the last person I’d want to see” She responds in a serious tone, crossing her arms. Who was this Brian and why did Hayley know him?

“ Come on darling, you missed me really” the demon chuckled.

“ Far from it” was all she replied with before moving to grab her bow and an arrow, I quickly mirror her action. I pull out an arrow swiftly from over my shoulder.

“ Hows Mummy and Daddy?” Brian says in venom filled tone, as he moved to look at me and Izzy. His focus quickly returned to Hayley  "Still dead?“

The arrow flew from the strong grasp it was in, planting itself in Brian’s chest. He yelped in pain falling to the ground, his hands grabbed at the arrow, pulling it out in a jerk. His face began to get pale, falling out of his position he dropping to the ground.

I instantly knew he was dead, but I was assured when he disintegrated into the air. All demons that are killed by a Shadowhunter’s hand is sent back to its own dimension.

Quickly I glance up to see Hayley putting her bow onto her back, as a small tear ran down her soft cheek. She instantly rubbed it away, obviously not  wanting to show  weakness. This made me hurt inside. I hated to see others in pain.

” Are you okay?“ I ask. She nods with a ghost of a smile on her face.

” Next mission" Izzy says, taking Hayley’s hand.


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Hayley’s POV

We were current all huddled together outside the Pandemonium discussing the plan for this mission.

“ Target” Jace says as he pulls up a picture of a pretty good looking vampire. “ Raphael Santiago”

“What did he do?” Izzy questions looking at the picture more closely.

“ There have been several killings around this area, we need to see if it was any of the Vampires. We just need to get him into a room so we can talk to him” Jace responds.

“ Can I do it?” I say looking up, only to be greeted with stares from everyone.

“ What?”

“ You don’t want to get involved in things that has something to do with Raphael” Alec says looking unimpressed.

“ Who is going to do it then?” I reply a hint of annoyance in my voice.

“ Izzy will” he states plainly, looking down on me.

“ I’m not a child Alec” I look over to Izzy “ Iz can I have this one?” She smirks and nods.

“ Great, so its settled. I will somehow get him in the backroom of the club, and here” I hand Jace my bow, quiver and leather jacket. “ look after these for me”

“ Damn… Hayley” Jace says looking at my outfit, making me laugh.

“ Like what you see?” I joke. Jace nods as he chuckles.

“ Can we just get on with the mission” Alec huffs, bumping passed me.

“ See you guys in there” I say as I head into the club alone.

As I enter the smell of sweaty mundanes and magic hits me. No wonder Shadowhunters don’t come here.

I wander round and find myself at the bar, I quickly glancing around and spot the one and only Raphael Santiago. He had a black suit and white shirt on, causal and smart. Suddenly he caught my eye and smirked.

“ What can I get for the lovely lady?” The warlock behind the bar asks. I focus my attention over to him and grin.

“ Something that wont turn me into a frog” I giggle as I lean against the bar.

“ Coming right up” he chuckles and disappeared, returning in seconds with a blue drink, raspberries floated on the top.

“ Thank you, how much?” I ask, grabbing my handbag.

“ Put it on my tab Rowland” a deep voice interrupts. I quickly glance up to be greeted with a handsome Raphael.

“ As you wish ” the warlock now named Rowland said as he went to serve somebody else.

“ I’m not sure if we have met before, I’m Raphael Santiago” he smiled, holding his hand out. I gladly accepted.

“ Hayley Brookfire, thank you for the drink” I say as he holds my hand.

“ Hayley… Such a beautiful name” he mumbles as he beings my hand to his lips. The darkness of the room hid my blazing face. “ would you like to come sit with me and my friends?” He asks with a genuine smile.

“ lead the way” I grin.