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“You don’t know who I am?”

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It was too late. 

He was too late.

His words, though sincere, fell flat.

Molly couldn’t suppress the angry tears, or the accompanying frown. “How dare you?”

Sherlock gaped for a moment, wordless, before managing to speak. “I– I beg your pardon?”

“How dare you say such a thing?” She clenched her fists, her jaw; she squeezed her eyes shut. “I’ve told you countless times, you insensitive prick. Yet you still feel the need to tease and embarrass me, as though I’m some sort of plaything. I’m not an experiment, Sherlock.”

Bewilderment played across his features. “Th-that’s not–”

“Get out,” she said, staring him down.

“But–”

“Get out of my morgue!” She hadn’t stamped her foot, but she may as well have.

Sherlock turned quietly and left.

~

“Rubbish timing,” John said later that evening as he sat at his kitchen table with his friend.

“Rubbish emotions,” Sherlock quipped. “How is it that, with everything else in my mind, I still have room for the damned things?”

John shushed him; Rosie was asleep in the next room. “You’re still human,” he replied quietly.

The consultant leaned forward, face in his hands. “How can I even know for sure what I’m feeling toward Molly?" 

"You do care about her,” John said matter-of-factly. “However, you might have come to me before bungling it up. I still can’t believe you told her you were ‘ready to have a go at a relationship.’”

“Just… help me fix it,” Sherlock said quietly, looking up at his friend. “Please.”

John just stared at him. Sherlock almost never asked for help, let alone politely.

“Fine,” he replied. “I’ll do what I can.”

~

After a sleepless night, Molly decided to call John for advice.

He answered at the first ring. “Molly? I was just about to call.”

“Oh,” she replied. “Did you need me to come over?”

“If that’s alright.” John glanced over at Rosie, who was making a mess of breakfast, and Sherlock, who’d fallen asleep at the table. 

“As long as Sherlock isn’t there,” she said. 

“Oh, he won’t be,” John lied.

When Molly arrived, John answered the door with a grumpy Rosie in his arms. She took the toddler and followed John to his living room, sitting down on the sofa across from him.

“Can I talk to you about something?” Molly asked, gently stroking Rosie’s hair.

“Er, yeah,” John replied. “Of course.”

“Sherlock…” she started. “Sherlock came to my morgue last night.”

John said nothing.

“He… doesn’t know where to draw the line, does he?” She set Rosie on the floor with her toys. 

John pressed his lips together. He was looking at Rosie, but his true focus was on her godmother. He sighed before replying. “How long has it been since the last time he carelessly trampled on your feelings? Months? A year?”

Her eyebrows drew together. It had been a while. “What are you getting at?” she asked.

“Clarify for me,” John said, already knowing the answer. “What did he say to you?”

Molly scoffed. “He told me he was 'ready to have a go’ at a relationship.” She swallowed hard. “With me.”

“Hm.” John thought for a moment before speaking again. “I can see why you think he was taking the mick.”

“Well, he can’t very well be serious,” she replied, leaning forward and resting her elbows on her knees.

Rosie threw her doll at Molly, who handed the doll back saying, “Rosie, remember, we must be gentle with babies.”

Rosie took it back and hugged it before going back to playing alone.

“Why not?” John asked. “Why can’t he be serious?”

Molly smiled bitterly. “You know how he is. All logic, no emotion. He prefers drugs to actual human company.”

John shook his head, a smile playing across his lips. “That’s what he wants people to think. He only pretends not to care. He can’t get hurt if he won’t let anyone get close enough.”

She bit her lip. Her heart ached to accept that as truth, but… “Maybe that’s what he wants you to think.” …she didn’t want to take the chance.

“Molly…” John sighed. “I know it’s hard for you to believe or accept, but Sherlock does care.”

She shook her head.

“Molly.” Her gaze darted up to the door, where Sherlock stood with sleepless eyes and disheveled hair.

She turned to John, her voice barely above a whisper. “You said he wouldn’t be here.”

“Molly,” Sherlock said softly, stepping into the room. “Please.”

John stood, picked Rosie up, and left the room. He’d done what he could.

Molly got to her feet, arms crossed, and eyes welling up with tears. “Why, Sherlock?”

He knit his eyebrows. “Why?" 

"Why me? Why now?”

“Why you?” he replied, tentatively stepping closer. “You are kind… caring. You see the best in people. The best in me. You have always,” his voice cracked, “been a good friend. Why now?” He sighed, shaking his head. “It’s not just now. It’s been… too long. I…” He paused. “I wanted you to be happy, and… I didn’t think you could be happy with me.”

The silence that followed was deafening. 

Sherlock mentally counted down. If she doesn’t say anything by the time I reach zero, I’ll just leave, he thought. The heart that had been purposely hardened felt heavier with each passing second. At zero, he turned, but stopped when she spoke.

“How long?” she asked quietly, letting her arms fall to her sides.

“I’m not sure,” he replied, still facing the door. “But… the day you said you didn’t count–it was the day I realized that you do count, Molly. More than anyone. More than… more than me.”

Another pause.

“One chance,” she said.

Sherlock turned back to face her again. “Sorry?”

“I can offer you one chance, Sherlock. If…” She took a breath. “If this is a joke, an experiment, or anything like that, you’ll tell me right now. If I find out on my own, that’s it. I won’t ever want to see you or hear from you again. Do you understand?”

Sherlock nodded silently.

“Now, tell me: are you serious about this? Do you absolutely mean what you’ve said?” Molly closed her fists, bracing herself for the answer.

He slowly closed the distance between them, leaned down, and kissed her gently before answering.

“Absolutely.”

why dont we talk about this iconic moment when tae was so absorbed in watching clips of his costars acting that he accidentally let the gay slip out and had to act like he didnt just embarrass himself in the middle of an interview

Good Girl Ch 38: Sunshine and Rainbows Turned Into A Cloudy Day (M)

“Daddy.”

Kai and Sehun don’t even try to hide their giggles when I walk out of the closet. Their eyes turn into slits as they start laughing making me huff cutely before turning on my heel to walk back in to change. Kai manages to catch me and pull me into a hug.

“Sorry baby, but you just look so cute!” He coos at me. I pout when he holds me at arms length, eyeing me up and down as he licks his lips. I can’t help but blush under his gaze. The white baby doll dress they forced me into makes me look really little and cute, which is what they wanted of course.

“Hyung, stop looking like you are about to eat her, this is for Chen hyung,” Sehun snatches me away. I let the younger man drag me down the hall towards Chen’s room. In my thigh high stockings I’m easily pulled along to the door where Sehun quickly knocks before rushing back down the hall faster than I’ve ever seen him move. Worry washes over me at not just his actions but the way they all have been acting with Chen. Apparently there was some big test today that he was too busy to study for and he didn’t think he did well on it. I’ve also found out that only two things can really stress him out, his grades and me. And with me being gone the whole weekend not to mention the, um, business stuff they did he is really stressed.

In fact he hasn’t left his room since I’ve been home, he’s locked himself in for the whole night before storming off to class by himself when he usually rides with Baekhyun to school. Guilt is rocking me for making him worry and stress so much, which made it easy for Sehun and Kai to talk me into doing this for him. So now here I am standing in front of his door, basically shaking in my socks at the thought of him possibly being mad at me for possibly bombing his test. And when the door flies open and he’s standing there with a scowl on his face, in that moment I’m ready to start crying and apologizing. But only for that moment.

His face softens as the sight of me, his eyes scan me up and down taking in the stupid outfit I put on for him. A small smile appears on his face, “Baby.”

I give him my best smile before spinning around in a little circle, “Do you like it?”

“Oh, I love it! You look so cute! Who picked this out?” Chen pulls me into his room, making sure to close and lock the door behind me.

“This is the one daddy Kai picked out when I went shopping for a birthday dress.”

“And you’re actually wearing it? I would have picked something like this if I didn’t think you would have rejected it.”

“Do you really like it that much?” I giggle at the massive grin that grew on his face.

“I love you in that dress that much,” He pulls me close and kisses me softly.

When he pulls away I smile sadly at him, “I’m sorry about your test.”

“It’s okay baby,” He quickly pushes the thought away, far too focused on my to even think back to the test. “I can retake it, hell I could drop out if I wanted to.”

“You’re just saying that because you are distracted by something else.”

“I am very focused right now,” He mumbles unable to take his eyes away from me. “How would feel about keeping the dress on?”

“I can where it for as long as you want, I just kind of figured you’d want to, um…” I blush, still unable to say it.

“Oh, I do,” He doesn’t explain further, he just pulls me back in for another kiss, this one is a little less innocent. I wrap my arms around his neck and smile into the kiss when he picks me up and carries me over to the bed. His attempt to set me down doesn’t work well when I’m able to roll us over so I’m giggling on top of him. “You’ve put on a little weight haven’t you,” He teases as he feels up my thighs that are straddling his waist.

“Daddy that’s mean! I’m trying to be sexy for you,” I swat at his chest only to have him catch my hands in one of his and flip us over so he’s on top.

He chuckles at the little whine that escapes my lips, “I’m not being mean, and you are doing a very good job being sexy for me. I’m happy you are putting some much-needed meat on your bones. Your thighs are so full, I can’t see your ribs anymore when I give you a bath, I’m happy you don’t look like a skeleton anymore.”

“Daddy, I’m supposed to be making you feel better, not the other way around,” I buck my hips against his making the man groan.

“This is making me feel good. I just want you to know how much you are wanted and needed here. You were gone for a weekend, not even a full 48 hours and I couldn’t focus on anything but you.” He sighs before leaning in and burying his face in the crook of my neck. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I leave a trail of kisses down his neck. “But now stop with this fluffiness. Where is my silly daddy who can hardly ever keep a straight face?”

He leans back with a smile on his face, “Okay, I’m done, now back to the little hip thrusts you were doing before.”

“You mean these?” I buck against him again.

“Exactly,” He grins as he kisses me a few times as his hands slide up my thighs to the exposed skin in between my stockings and lace panties. “I love these stockings, who the fuck dressed you?”

“Kai and Sehun,” I say breathlessly, already worked up just from his small touches.

“I’m surprised they know how to put such nice lingerie on, garter and everything. I figured their talent would be in taking it off.” We laugh even as he peels off my panties and throws them aside we lay there, just enjoying each other’s company. This is what I love about Chen, he can make such intense and intimate acts funny and silly. Especially when he crawls off the bed to take his pants off, but not as smoothly as he was hoping. The cute man ends up tumbling to the floor with his pants still half on leaving me dying on the bed, clutching my stomach as laugh. When he manages to get his pants off he stands tall like it didn’t happen, “Are you laughing at me little girl?”

I have to force myself to stop laughing and press my lips in a tight line so giggles can’t spill out, “Nope.” But I can’t, I really can’t at the sight of his SpongeBob boxers that leave me dying in laughter once again. He quickly climbs back on the bed and pins me down but I neither one of us can take his dominate look seriously. After about five minutes of us trying to get all the laughs out we are able to try and continue.

“Okay baby girl, I’m being serious now,” He tries to keep his face serious. I help by not cracking up again, instead I look up at him with wide innocent eyes.

“Okay, Daddy, I’m sorry.”

He cracks a smile at that, “Good girl. Now tell me something baby, do you know how to make daddy feel really good?”

I bite my lip and nod, “Of course.” He flips us back over so I’m on top before scooting back until his head rests on the pile of pile of pillows at the top of the bed. His legs are open slightly, inviting me in between. I lick my lips as I crawl up to him, opening his legs a little wider, dragging my nails up his bare legs until I reach his boxers. Not breaking eye contact I pull his boxers down like he did to me and toss them away. I lean forward, looking away for just a second to kiss the head of pink manhood. After a few soft kitten licks I look back up making sure he’s watching as I take the whole thing into my mouth.

He can’t keep his eyes open when I begin to bob up and down, his head tips back as his hands find their way to my hair. My hands are resting on his hips to make sure he doesn’t buck into my mouth like I know he’s dying to do. I slurp and suck him for all he’s worth until he is moan in both pleasure and frustration. Upset that I won’t let him fuck my mouth, last time he got a little too rough giving me a sore throat and him a beating from the others so I’m trying to do us both a favor. But he doesn’t appreciate it and the next thing I know Chen moves behind me and pushing me into the mattress.

“Baby, were you teasing daddy?” He purrs in my ear. My ass is up in the air with skirt pushed out of the way, giving him a perfect view of what he wanted to see.

“Of course not,” I stammer out when I feel his hands caressing my ass. I hold my breath waiting for what’s to come. As if on cue his hand comes down hard on my left cheek, the sting makes me yelp but it would be a lie to say I wasn’t getting me wet.

“Oh, you also lied to me, that’s another one,” I can hear the grin in his voice as he spanks me again. He rubs my red cheek, even places a few kisses on it to help with the sting. He surprises me by sliding himself into me without warning. I let out a mixed moan and yelp, making the man above me laugh. “Did I surprise you baby?” I can’t get myself to respond, my mind is spinning and my body tries to adjust to his size for a second before he starts thrusting slowly.

We both moan as he lazily pumps in and out, he leans over me, leaving kisses across my shoulders. His hands wrap around my body to find my breasts, his skilled hands massage and pinch at them threw the thin fabric, earning more moans from me and building up the already wound knot in my belly. Neither of us last very long, after a few more thrusts we are both grinding frantically threw our orgasms.

He pulls out of me before quickly pulling my dress off and holding me close to cuddle. I give him a questioning look, “I thought you liked the dress?”

“I do, I just prefer to feel your skin against mine instead of that itchy fabric.”

“Good to know,” I hum as I snuggle in to his embrace and he pulls the covers over us.

“I never got to ask, how was your weekend? He didn’t do anything to you right?” He wonders as he tucks my head under his chin.

I bite my lip, happy Chen can’t see my face right now, he would know something was wrong, “Of course not. It was really fun.”

“Any chance you are willing to tell me what we did in your dream? Luhan hyung told me that you thought we were going to kill you.” I don’t answer. “I take that as a no.”

“You didn’t really do anything,” I sigh, “You just encouraged it like normal.”

“What do you mean?”

’Make sure it hurts Yeol, I want to hear her scream.’” I repeat what the cold man in my dream said.

“What was Chanyeol doing?”

I burry my face deeper into his chest, not wanting anything to do with the memoires of that nightmare but I manage to choke it out, “He was going to rip out my teeth.”

………………………

The next morning

“Do we have to let her go?” Sehun whines at the breakfast table where he has been holding me hostage on his lap. The others try to ignore him and the irritation they are all feeling.

“It’s a deal Sehun we all knew this was going to happen. At least we got an extra day with her,” Suho reasons with a sigh, even though he understands he is still upset. I can’t really blame them. It’s Tuesday, Jiyong’s day with me and just like my daddies, I’m unnerved at the idea of seeing him again so soon. But mine is for a different reason.  I told him that I love him. I’m so freaking nervous I feel so tempted to ask my daddies to call him and tell him that I’m sick or something but that would raise questions on why I don’t want to go. That isn’t something I want to deal with right now.

“You guys will have her all day so you have not right to complain,” Kris sneers.

“We only have three classes with her,” Kai corrects.

“That’s more then any of us,” Tao snaps back.

“Can we not fight about this?” I ask meekly.

“Why can’t you just tell him you don’t want to see him today, that you want to skip this week?” Sehun asks hopefully.

I shake my head, “He’ll get mad.”

“Why would ask such a stupid question Sehun? We all know she would never cancel her night with her favorite oppa,” Xiumin growls not even looking in my direction.

“Daddy Xiumin,” I start but he doesn’t bother to listen.

“I don’t want to hear it today baby. You have fun with him tonight, I’m going to be staying late in the office today and I’m heading in earlier so see you all in the morning.” Xiumin is on his feet and heading to his room at his last word. I watch him go with my mouth hanging open, dumbstruck and upset that he didn’t even let me tell him to go ahead and call.

“Hyung’s crabby today,” Kai grumbles.

Kris tsk at us, “Can you really blame him? Hyungnim just gets to take her whenever he wants because she wants to go. If any of us tired that someone would pop and say it’s unfair and we’d end up having everyone getting together. The only one who can say no to Hyungnim is Jooyoung and she won’t do it. And it’s really fucking unfair that he can have you to himself for a night out, I wish I could take you on a date. Take you to a nice dinner where we could just talk and talk like you do with him. To bad I’d have to wait my turn.” He stands up and storms off like Xiumin.

The room goes silent except for the sound of me breathing deeply to keep myself from crying. I feel like my heart has been ripped out, I’m an asshole. I always forget how greedy I  am, I have all twelve of them and I barely get to give all of them that much attention. A tear slides down my cheek that I quickly wipe away.

Sehun tries to hold me tighter but I jump out of his embrace, “Baby, they are just irritated, don’t be upset.”

“You don’t understand how hard it is to have to share you with each other let alone another guy who is obviously trying to steal you away. You just don’t ever think about all the drama that follows,” Suho tries to say it gently but I can hear the bitterness he has for me in his voice.

“I’m sorry, I’m just constantly told not to think about anything really that doesn’t have to do with rainbows and fucking sunshine,” I give them a bitter sweet smile. “Can someone take me to school? I’m want to get out of your hair as soon as possible this morning so I don’t cause anymore drama.”

“Baby-“ Baekhyun starts but I cut him off.

“I can call Jihyo if you want or the boys, whatever is less drama for you. Hell I’ll walk if that makes it easier for you,” I laugh humorlessly.

“Jooyoung, please stop talking like that!” Luhan both demands and begs.

“I’ll call them on my way,” I rush towards the door where my backpack is waiting.

“I’m getting my keys,” Lay yells from behind me, “Baby, please wait.”

In This Moment - Part One

Request: Hi. Can you write were y/n and shawn meet on a vacation? thank yu!

Word Count: 1,959

A/N: This has to part, because it otherwise, became too long. Part two will be up tomorrow. 

In This Moment – Part One

The sharp sun – that non-stop had burning into my skin – headed up my entire body, I took a sip of my water to cool me down. It had been ages since I’d last been on vacation, and this time it was really needed. I had been exhausted for weeks.

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