“Hey, Dean. Have you seen,” Sam started, but promptly started choking as Dean walked by him.
“Dude. You smell like sex. You didn’t bring a random girl back to the bunker, did you?” Sam pleaded, trying desperately not to cover his nose.
“Not random. Nope,” Dean responded as he crossed the kitchen.
“Speaking of girls, you seen Y/N? She didn’t sleep in her room last night. She must’ve been enjoying her unattached drifter Christmas too,” Sam chuckled.
Dean narrowed his eyes at Sam before answering. “Yeah, I’ve seen her. And she most certainly was,” Dean smirked to himself, heading for the coffee.
“Man. You didn’t?” Sam asked.
“Oh I did. Have you seen that girl? I’m pretty sure I love her,” Dean confessed.
“Love?” Sam scoffed.
“What?” Dean shrugged, reaching for the coffee pot.
Just then you stepped into the doorway in nothing but one of Dean’s button ups.
“Mornin’,” you yawned, stretching your hands above your head.
Dean turned to look at you at the same time Sam lifted is head.
“Damn,” they both muttered.
Dean glared at Sam again before setting down his coffee and closing the gap between you.
“You look beautiful in that,” Dean said, grabbing his shirt and yanking you against him roughly. His lips met yours in a passionate kiss, leaving you breathless.
“I’m out of here,” Sam mumbled, slipping out the door.
You laughed and looked at Dean. “You’re all about those chick flick moments aren’t you Dean?” you teased as you held him close to you.
“Only when it comes to you, princess,” he confessed, looking into your eyes.
You held his gaze for a moment before he spoke again.
“Only me huh?” you retorted.
“I can’t help it if I’m a hopeless romantic,” Dean shrugged.
“Prove it,” you challenged.
Dean practically growled as he hoisted you up, causing you to squeal and wrap your legs around his waist.
“Thought I did a pretty good job proving it last night, Y/N,” he rumbled, nipping at your neck as he pushed you against the wall. “But I’ve got no problem proving I love you again,” he whispered, his lips finding yours again.
You gasped at his words, but his lips swallowed yours before you could respond.
“No more unattached drifter Christmas?” you mocked as Dean carried you down the hall.
Dean chuckled, low in his throat.
“Only if it’s with you,” he growled, kicking his bedroom door shut and tossing you on the bed.
“Deal,” you agreed as he crawled over you once more, a look of love and devotion crossing his face that you had missed last night.
As Dean’s lips met yours tenderly, you couldn’t help but think maybe he really did love you.
“I walked through the door with you, the air was cold… but something bout it felt like home somehow…”
"Come on, love, you’re going to freeze to death!“ Tom called.
I smiled at him and ran up the sidewalk to join him at the door of his parents’ house. Tom sat my bags on the ground and reached into his pocket to pull out his key.
As soon as the door was open, the loud scream of Tom’s name filled both of our ears as his family came running around the corner to take in the rare sight of Tom Holland standing inside their home.
Tom hugged all of them before turning to introduce me.
"Guys, this is Y/N. The love of my life.” Tom said with a wide smile across his face.
Tom’s mother smiled at me before pulling me into a loving hug.
"Oh, I can just tell you’re going to fit right in with us! Tom, take her bags up to her room! We’re going to give her a tour really fast!“
I smiled at Tom before following his mother down the hallway.
"I told you they’d love you.” Tom whispered in my ear as he pressed a kiss to my temple.
"Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place and I can picture it after all these days…“
Tom’s hand held mine as we walked down the path. His other hand held the leash that Tessa was on. I pressed myself into his side as another cold strike of the wind hit us.
"I told you to bring your coat, love."
"I know, but it’s not that bad when the wind isn’t blowing. And besides, I have you beside me to keep me warm."
Tom smiled down at me and kissed my forehead as we continued our walk through the woods. Tom let go of my hand and wrapped his arm around me as I hugged his torso. We both walked in silence as the leaves began to fall around us.
"This is my absolute favorite time of year. It’s so beautiful, I could just stay out here and watch it all day.” I said.
Tom hummed in agreement.
"Well, as great as that would be, cuddling up by a warm fire with some hot chocolate is pretty great too.“
I laughed and hugged Tom even tighter.
Tom then stopped walking and turned to face me.
"I have to tell you something, Y/N…"
"Okay… what is it?"
"I-I love you."
I stared up at Tom in shock. Neither one of us had said those three words yet. I could tell Tom was growing anxious by my silence.
"I love you, too, Tom."
Tom’s smile grew huge and he pulled me into a kiss as the leaves continued to fall around us.
"Cause there we are again on that little town street, you almost ran the red cause you were looking over at me…"
"Why does Harrison have to live so far away from you?” I whined as we continued on the long drive towards our friend’s house.
"Because that’s the house his mum and dad bought.“ Tom whined back.
I giggled and reached over to turn the music up. I began to quietly sing the song that was playing in the radio. My feet were placed on his dashboard. Even though he hated when I did that, he had given up on trying to keep me from doing. Because I always did it.
"Uh, Tom? Why aren’t you slowing down? Tom! That’s a red light! Slow down!"
Tom then hit the breaks as hard as he could so that we wouldn’t fly out and get hit by other cars.
"What was that all about?” I asked as I put my hands on my hips.
"Sorry, love. You’re just really beautiful. The wind was blowing through your hair and you’re voice, God your voice. I just couldn’t look away…“ he said as he began to blush.
"Alright, lover boy. Just pay attention to the road.” I said, causing us both to laugh.
“Photo album on the counter, your cheeks are turning red…"
Tom groaned as his mother continued to flip through the old photo album.
"And here’s Tom after he lost his first tooth. He got so scared and thought he was dying! He woke up and screamed at the top of his lungs. It was hilarious!”
Tom then stood up and grabbed the photo album from his mother.
"Please mum, not now!“
Tom’s cheeks were bright red which made me and his mother laugh even harder.
"Well, I think you were very adorable, Tom.” I said as I leaned across and kissed his cheek.
The action only made his cheeks turn redder.
"Oh! I have to show you the one of him from the time he put my make up on himself!“ Nikki said as she raced off towards her room.
"NO!” Tom screamed as he chased his mom down the hallway.
"Cause there we are again in the middle of the night, we’re dancing round the kitchen in the refrigerator light…“
I had woken him up after I had a bad dream. Tom immediately took me to the kitchen to heat me up a glass of warm milk to help me go back to sleep. As we waited for the milk to warm on the stove, Tom pulled me into his chest and began to dance with me around the kitchen.
"And you can tell everybody that this is your song…” Tom quietly sang as he twirled me around.
Tom knew how much I loved this song solely from the fact that Ewan McGregor sounds like an absolute angel when he sings it in Moulin Rouge! Tom immediately became jealous the first time I expressed my crush on Ewan McGregor because he had played his son in The Impossible.
Although Tom wasn’t as talented in Ewan, I loved his version a million times more because it was coming from him.
"Maybe we got lost in translation maybe I asked for too much… but maybe this thing was a masterpiece till you tore it all up…“
"Tom, I’m not comfortable with this… I want you to follow your dreams, but this is too much. Please, just be honest with me. Is it true?"
Tom stared at me. His silence was all I needed.
I slid out from the booth in the coffee shop and began to walk towards the exit. As I reached the door, I turned to face Tom one last time. He had his head placed in his hands.
"I just wanted you to love me.” I said to him before I walked out.
“You call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest…“
I hadn’t left my house in days. The thought of seeing Tom was too much for me to handle. I still love him. I think I always will. I felt my phone ring beside me and I answered it stupidly without looking at the caller ID.
"Y/N? Thank god…"
"Oh.. hi, Tom."
"Listen love, I know I hurt you but she meant nothing to me. I love you. I will always love you. You’re the only girl I’ve ever wanted! I was drunk and I hadn’t seen you in weeks and I was so lonely and she looked so much like you. I love you. I only want you. Please give me a second chance, I won’t let you down."
I felt a single tear fall down my cheeks as I heard his pleas. My heart was pounding against my chest, begging my brain to just forgive him so that it’s suffering could end, but I knew I had to stay strong and stick to my morales, because if I didn’t, I would lose who I am.
"Tom, never call me again."
And with that, I hung up.
"Time won’t fly its like I’m paralyzed by it, I’d like to be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it…”
I spent what felt like years trying to fall back into my old life, but Tom was everywhere. His new success with Spider-Man had his face plastered on every magazine. I knew it had only been a few weeks since the phone call, but it felt like centuries.
Tom had invaded my heart and I knew he would never truly leave it.
I walked down the path that I had walked many times with him and Tessa. The same path where we first told each other “I love you”. I felt more tears slip from my eyes. I felt my heart break a million times more as I saw the leaves fall around me. Memories of the time I spent with him were constantly running through my mind, reminding me of what I had lost. I wish I had taken him back. What he had done was wrong, but if I hadn’t have been so stubborn I know we could’ve overcome it, but now I’ve ruined it. He’s probably already got another girl wrapped up in his arms, whispering all the sweet things that used to be for my ears only. He probably took her down this very path to tell her he loved her. He probably dances with her in the middle of the night and sings to her now. These thoughts ran through my mind as a constant reminder that Tom Holland was no longer mine.
A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3 <3
“What do you mean [Y/N] just up and left,” Gabriel shouted, taking a step closer to the younger Winchester. The archangel’s amber eyes glared at Sam, waiting for an answer.
Dean stepped in between Sam and Gabriel, holding a hand in the air. “Look we didn’t know [Y/N] was going to leave,” Dean defended. “She didn’t tell either of us, Cas, or you.”
“There has to be a reason as to why she left,” Sam reasoned. “She didn’t leave a note or anything. She hardly took any of her stuff with her. Maybe there’s some unfinished business that she doesn’t wanna talk about?”
A/N: Hey hey, I told you there was no break. I hope you’re excited to read Chapter 5, ‘cause I’m really excited for y'all to read it! 😁 You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’, 'Little Ways Away’, 'She Said Yes’, and 'Miss Graduate’ - Masterlist)
Birds chirped outside the bedroom window as the sun rose over the horizon, arousing Chris from his sleep. He lifted his head and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, groaning when he realized it was only 6:03AM. His head fell back on his pillow and he turned towards you. Just as he was about to succumb to sleep again, he caught your pretty face in his sight and he decided he’d much rather watch you sleep. He tucked his hand under his face and smiled at the memory of how last night was spent. There was pizza by the fireplace while the two of you discussed and planned wedding details, and after- well, dessert, sweet kisses, and then some. It came as no surprise that things between the two of you when it came to romance and bedroom activities had doubled since you started planning the wedding; the post-engagement glow that had been put on the back burner had resurfaced now that the wedding was actually happening. Man, oh man, were things between you and Chris better than ever.
Chris reached his hand forward and gently pushed your hair out of your face, whispering softly, “not long now, Y/N.” He leaned forward and gently kissed your forehead before settling back in his original position, admiring his future bride with a great deal of satisfaction.
You woke shortly after he did due to his soft whispering and tender actions, you peeked at him and bit back your smile when you saw him smiling at you. “I know you’re my fiancé and you love me, but it doesn’t make waking up to your staring any less creepy.” You teased and he chuckled, turning onto his back with his head still facing you. “What time is it?” You asked mid yawn, stretching out your limbs.
“Time to get started on our day, I suppose.” He rested one hand on his chest and he yawned when he saw you yawn again. “Didn’t you say we’ve got wedding cakes to taste today?” He quizzed and you sighed, noising confirmation. “What’s with the sigh?” He chuckled. “We’re going to four of the best bakeries in Los Angeles to eat cake, all kinds of cake. If you ask me, I think it’s going to be a very yummy day.”
“I know it is,” you sighed again as you sat up. You remembered how excited you were when you told Chris about the cake tasting plans, you stomach practically growled when you saw the email responses from each bakery. But for some unknown reason, you weren’t excited now. In fact, just thinking about tasting cake- any kind of cake- made you feel like hurling. “But- I don’t know, Chris,” you turned back to him and he sat up, looking concerned. “I feel weird, I’m just-” you licked your dry lips. “I don’t really feel like cake.”
“That’s okay,” his hand rubbed your back soothingly. “You don’t have to eat much, just a bite of each.” As soon as he suggested that, you felt yourself make a face. Your mouth became dry and your cheeks and jaw sore, like it was preparing you to puke. “That is- um,” he chuckled then pursed his lips together at your expression. “That is not a face you want to see before you taste cakes.” Every time he said the word 'cake’, you felt your stomach churn. “Do you want me to call the bakeries and postpone the cake tasting?”
“Please stop saying the word 'cake’,” you begged as you were starting to feel a little lightheaded just thinking about what your day was going to be like. “And no, because we can’t postpone. We have so much to do and so little time, we can’t afford to lose this meeting. It’s already the middle of July, Chris, and we haven’t even gotten quarter of the way through the list. You haven’t even sorted out your wedding party, you’ve just got Scott and Sebastian so far.”
“To be fair, neither have you.” He pointed out then winced at your deadpan expression. “What? I’m just saying you’ve only got Ava as your maid of honor, so technically- I’m ahead by one person.” You grabbed your pillow and whacked him with it, making him laugh and yourself smile. “Relax, we’ve got plenty of time. On the bright side, our band is sorted already.” Your smile widened as you shook your head. That was such a tactic, every time you looked like you were about to flip out he’d remind you that, “Ed Sheeran is coming to sing for us” knowing very well it’d calm you.
“In my defense, I don’t have a lot of girl friends. I’ve got Ava, and Corrie- who’s living in Japan. She said she’ll attend the wedding, but she can’t be apart of the bridal party 'cause work has got her pretty tied up. Then there’s my brother’s ex-girlfriend, Isabelle, who I should have known better than to grow close with. It’s not like I can invite her to the wedding, do we want a huge cat fight between his ex and his current?” You asked then answered yourself, “no, we do not.” You ran a hand through your hair, wishing you could just have Ava and not a whole party. “Do you think Carly and Shanna would be apart of my bridal party if I asked?”
“Of course, baby. They love you and they’d be more than happy to be your bridesmaids.” He smiled when you smiled. “I’ll even let you have Tara if you want, I don’t need to get her to be a grooms-woman. I think she’d have a much better time with you ladies.” You smiled, kissing his cheek. “So relax, okay?” He took your hand and squeezed it. “Bridal party or not, we’re still going to get married. And if things get too chaotic, we do what Jim and Pam did in The Office. Okay?”
“Okay,” you giggled.
“Okay,” he chuckled and pulled his hand away, climbing out of bed. “I’m going to go get cleaned up first so I can sort Dodger’s breakfast out while you do your thing, then we can head out for the day. I think we can skip breakfast considering you look like you can barely handle a bite of cake.” You nodded in agreement as he headed for the ensuite. “Okay then,” he glanced back at you, smiling. “We’ve got our game plan, now let’s hustle.”
“I can’t do anything until you finish up in there,” you reminded him, laying back down.
“I know, but don’t fall asleep,” he teasingly warned before he closed the ensuite door behind him.
The second the shower started running, he started singing. You smiled, letting your eyelids close. But before you could let yourself drift off, Dodger came barreling in and pounced on you. “Dodger!” You laughed when he licked your face. “Oh my God, stop!” You squirmed under him, laughing hysterically as he continued to attack your face with kisses. “Oh bud,” you ran a hand over his head, smiling when he stopped to look at you with a tilted head. “Aren’t you a romantic? Giving me kisses so early in the morning.”
Dodger barked in your face, causing you to flinch then laugh. He settled in front of you and gently rested his head on your belly. You smiled and stroked his fur, from his head to his tail. He was a handsome one, that boy, and such a sweet and protective fella; much like Chris. You sat up and leaned forward, kissing the top of his head. Chris came out of the steamy bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, smiling when he saw you and Dodger.
“Forgot my underwear,” he told you then was about to walk over to scratch Dodger’s head when Dodger lifted his head and growled at him. “Whoa, bud,” he stopped in his tracks and held up his hands in surrender. “What’s with him?” He asked you and you shrugged with furrowed brows, kissing Dodger’s head as he settled his head back on your belly. “I see how it is, a pretty girl comes into our lives and you turn on me?” You laughed, playing with Dodger’s ears. “Fine, be that way. Don’t come to me when you want to go on a run, she won’t take you running.”
“I can take him walking,” you defended your distaste of running. “Can’t I, bud?” You cooed in Dodger’s face and he licked your cheek. “Don’t be jealous, babe.” You teased Chris when he squinted at the both of you evilly. “You know we’ve got love in our hearts for you, slightly deeper down.” You laughed when he rolled his eyes, walking back into the ensuite and closing the door behind him. “He’s such a baby,” you whispered into Dodger’s ear, giggling. “I am so glad I’ve got you, I wouldn’t know how to handle him on my own.”
Dodger nudged his nose into your hand and you smiled, scratching his head. You loved Dodger as much as you loved Chris, sometimes more than you loved Chris because he’d never do anything to annoy or piss you off. Chris knew this and he used Dodger to his advantage when he got into fights with you, tying notes to Dodger’s collar and sending him to find you. It was pretty cute and you always cracked after seeing Dodger’s adorable face. But then again, it didn’t take long for you to crack at Chris’ adorable face either. You were weak when it came to those two, just like Chris was weak when it came to the two of you.
It would be interesting to see what would happen when the time came for the two of you to become parents. You always saw yourself as the bad cop to Chris’ good cop when you wrote, you both agreed he’d be a pushover when your first child came along. Be it a little man or a little princess- he’d waited too long for a child to be strict with him or her. You’d most likely have to be the one to do the disciplining, though knowing your soft heart- you wouldn’t be able to be the strict and authoritative parent you’d imagined yourself to be. But that was a long way down the road, not something either of you had to worry about now. Now, the only child you had to worry about was your fiancé because even Dodger was more mature than Chris. Chris, who was once again walking out of the steamy bathroom with just a towel, because he’d realized the pair of underwear he’d taken was yours and not his.
“Nice hair,” you commented, trying not to laugh at Chris’ wet and deliberately spiked up hair; the kind of hairstyle you’d do to a two year old when you gave them a bath. He winked and reentered the bathroom, closing the door behind him again. “So much more mature,” you chuckled into Dodger’s fur when you gave him another kiss.
Summary: As requested, here is part 2. Post-Negan era smut piece. The
reader (Negan’s Daughter) convinces Negan to allow Daryl to be her bodyguard
while he is away in Alexandria for a few days. Smut and romance ensue. When
Negan returns, he finds out that they are sleeping together and loses his shit.
You awoke the morning after your close encounter with Daryl, you awoke
feeling wonderfully satisfied, yet hungry for more of him. You could taste his
lips on yours and your hands roamed your body, in bed, wishing they were his.
You felt them wander lower and lower down your stomach and grip your hips
roughly, moving over to touch yourself, thinking of how fucking good he was to
you last night.
There was a sudden pounding on your door and you grunted.
“What?!” You scream out, frustrated.
“Y/N. I gotta talk to you, wake the fuck up and open the door!” Negan
yelled from behind the wooden door.
You grumpily threw the blankets off you and walked to the door,
unlocking it and opening it harshly.
“What?? Can’t a girl get any fucking sleep around here?” You cried out,
“Shit, Y/N. It the fucking apocalypse, no one gets any fucking sleep.”
He said playfully and sauntered into your room, making himself completely at
He wandered over to a small two person table you had set up in the big
space, next to a big window that overlooked the gates of The Sanctuary, and
beyond it sweet heavenly freedom. Your father sat down on one of the chairs and
gestured for you to do the same. You plop back down onto your bed and stare at
him from across the room, awaiting whatever the hell it was that was so damn
“I have to go to Alexandria for a few days…. Don’t know how long I will
be gone. You gonna be okay here for a little while without me?” He asked with a
hint of both concern and sarcasm.
I scoffed at him and smirked. “Yeah, I’m sure I can handle it, dad.”
“If any of those fuckers give you a hard time….” Negan says with a low
voice and reaches for something tucked behind his back.
You see him pull out a small automatic handgun, pointing it sideways at
you, nodding, and setting it on the table beside him.
Your father had been a big believer in self-protection for his little
girl, even before the world went to shit. He took her to martial arts training
as a child, self-defense classes, and eventually the shooting range. There was
no doubt that Y/N could handle herself in combat if she had to. But Negan was
also aware that here she was highly outnumbered and he wanted her to be safe.
Suddenly, Y/N got an idea, a way to use this concern to her advantage.
She changed her demeanor and put a slightly worried look on her voice, nodding
solemnly to her father.
“Actually Dad, I know how worried you get, me all alone with all those pigs
who could easily overpower me.” You lean forward and put your face in your
hands, rubbing the sides of your face.
You look up at him with curiosity, “Do you think, there would be anyway
you could get me a bodyguard? Someone to make sure no one bothers me while you
are gone? … I know I talk a tough game, but sometimes I do get a little
7 months. 7 months since you had last seen Harry’s face, 7 months since you had last felt his touch, heard his laugh… 212 days of daily Facetime sessions, usually lasting about 5 to 10 minutes before he had to disappear to go film something for the movie or go to some kind of meeting. In all honesty, you thought you’d be able to handle 212 days. When he was on tour with the boys, he’d leave for about 10 months, so what was new here? It was just… You had gotten so used to him being home, it was kind of a shock to find out you’d be waking up alone for the next 7 months. At first, you were completely fine. During the first few weeks, you told yourself that a couple months would whiz by and Harry would be home soon enough. When you dropped Harry off at the airport with a sad smile and a quick goodbye kiss, you told yourself that it was going to be fine. It really wasn’t a big deal, if you thought about it more carefully. You knew this was what you signed up for when Harry first asked you to be his girlfriend. Coming home to an empty and quiet house wasn’t something you enjoyed.
“Whoops, be careful!” You smiled lightly, a younger fan brushing past you to get to the doors. Obviously, you weren’t the only one who got the memo that Harry was coming back today. The airport was packed with fans, all excited to see their favourite pop star walk through those doors. You weren’t particularly sure of the reason as to why you were so… calm. Harry, your boyfriend, was coming home for the first time in 7 months, and you didn’t seem phased at all.
It was only when you heard collective screams of excitement that you snapped back to reality, getting up on your tiptoes to see if you could see- “Harry…?” You breathed out, time seeming to slow down when his eyes locked with yours after he spent about a good 30 seconds trying to find you. A wide grin grew on his face as he adjusted the strap of his duffle bag, beginning to make his way over to you - obviously pausing for some pictures and autographs first. Soon enough, the news of ‘Harry’s finally home!’ sunk into your brain, your heart beginning to pound wildly in your chest and your energy levels shooting straight through the roof! You found yourself jogging towards the crowd, the jog turning into a full on sprint not even a second later. “Harry!”
“Y/N-” Harry didn’t even get a chance to say his hello’s before you had launched yourself into his arms, making him stumble backwards before he swept you off your feet in one swift movement, hands cupping the underside of your thighs. “Christ, love. Could’a given me a warning before attacking.” He laughed lightly, dropping his duffle bag to the floor so that he could get a better hold on you. (You’d kill him if he dropped you on your ass in front of a hundred fans and paps.) Your face was tucked into the crook of his neck, arms wrapped around him in a death grip. You didn’t even care that you were currently the center of attention because the only thing that was on your mind was the fact that Harry was home, and he wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
“Wha’s the matter, button? Don’ tell me you’re cryin’. I know how much you hate cryin’ in public.” Harry teased, turning to bump his nose into the side of your head gently to get you to look up. “You’re never usually this emotional. Miss me that much?” He cooed, giving your thighs a squeeze. “C’mon, lemme see tha’ pretty little face. You didn’t give me a chance to look at yeh properly!” You pulled away, cheeks already streaked with tears and eyes already swollen. “Ooh, never mind.” You scowled at your boyfriend, flicking your fingers against his forehead before reaching up and rubbing at your eyes.
“You’re a terrible person.” You muttered, voice wavering slightly. “Your hair’s a little longer, too.”
“Figured I’d let it grow so you’d have more to tug on.” Harry joked, leaning in to press a sweet kiss to your lips. “How about we go home?”
“Evan you can’t keep doing this to yourself.” His friends murmured to him on numerous occasion’s.
today he was with with Delirious, going onto their next heist for some cash. He pointed the pistol at the cashier with a defiant curse. He let the gun pop, rushing towards the register to pull the cash into his bag.
“V-Vanoss, the cops! thee cops are here!” his partner in crime shouted.
He gave a nod, rushing out of the building and into their escape vehicle, leaving the Mini-mart to it’s own defenses.
“Drive!” He shouted.
Delirious slammed his foot onto the pedal, causing their stomachs to lurch at the sudden acceleration.
Bullets ricocheted off their vehicle, causing the two to hiss in fear. Delirious swerved, casing Vanoss to loose his grip on his cash bag.
“NO!” He shouted, hand splaying out in a desperate attempt to grab his loot.
His fingertips grazed the bag, but in a twisted fate of karma the bag stumbled back onto the road. He watched in longing as they moved farther and farther away from both the cops and his hard earned cash.
Delirious silently drove into a darker area, getting out of the car with a small thump as opposed to how Evan slammed his door.
“I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!” Evan screeched, grabbing his owl mask and throwing it onto the floor.
He ran his hands threw his hair, n a desperate attempt to hold something. Tears began to build up behind his eyes, lips quivering in disdain.
“I HAD IT” He roared. “IT WAS RIGHT THERE, GOD DAMMIT I CAN’T BELIEVE HOW MUCH I SCREW UP!”
Suddenly, a clattering was heard. Evan turned, catching a glimpse of deep blue eyes, before he was enveloped into a hug.Evan froze, unable to comprehend what was happening.
“Stop it you idiot.” Delirious hissed. “it Was a mistake, one that we all make, stop beating yourself up for it.”
Evan swallowed, allowing the taller male to pull him closer.
“Everyone has bad days and bad weeks Evan,” Delirious laughed. “Sometimes we just need a hug to feel better.”
Evan closed his eyes, letting a tear fall down his cheek as a smile made its way onto his face.
So yeah i got bored, and had a sad .dream last night.
so badabing badaboom this little thing showed up. this took awhile O^O
word count : 3 157 warning : smut summary : (in the Prison World) , a bit of a sequel to ’ROOMMATES’ *not my gif ___________________________
Kai and Y/N loved each other , more than anything but being stuck with no way out sometimes led to fights. Every little thing could spark one and with Kai’s emotions being heightened due to his vampirism things tended to spin out of control. Y/N had no idea what had started the fight this time. Kai was on edge a little more than usual and that day he actually stormed out of the house. When he came back that evening , he was unusually quiet and wouldn’t even look at her let alone speak to her. They slept in the same bed for a few nights after and before he decided to take another room in the house. Y/N wasn’t sure if he was still angry with her for whatever thing she did to upset him or he was just upset with himself for what he had done during the fight - nearly choking her to death - but either way she wasn’t going to let him spend his nights alone. She knew his history and knew he didn’t like being alone , regardless of what he was saying. At the end of the first week after their fight , Y/N sneaked inside his bedroom snuggling close to him. Kai had woken up an hour later , instinctively pulling her closer to him before pushing her away. “What are you doing here ? Get back to your own bed.” he said pushing her away. Y/N crawled on top of him. “No.” “I don’t want to hurt you , but I will if it will get you do listen to me.” he said , pushing her hips off him but she didn’t move an inch. He rolled on top of her in vamp speed , his vampirism showing. “I said … GO BACK. TO YOUR OWN. BED.” he said raising his voice , a hint of threat in it. Y/N shook her head. “No. I am NOT going anywhere -” In that moment Kai sank his teeth into her neck , Y/N trashed under him trying to get free but he held her hands on either side of her head pinning them down with force like never before. He kept drinking her blood until she blacked out from the blood loss.
The next morning Y/N woke up with a spectacular headache , an aspirin and a glass of water waiting on her nightstand. She swallowed the pill and hurried to take a shower stripping on the way there. Y/N tried hard to push away the tears - not because he had hurt her , she was used to him feeding on her. It was because he had pushed her away. That hurt a lot more. It took her a minute to form another strategy. She wasn’t going to give up on him as easily as he appeared to want her to. Y/N dried her hair quickly and looked through her closet , finding exactly what she needed. Quickly she put on the shortest skirt (not putting any underwear) she could find in her closet and a tight top , brushing her hair in waves and headed downstairs for the kitchen. Kai was there , with a pained look on his face. He glanced at her for a moment , his breath catching in his throat seeing her outfit. “I am fine , thanks for asking.” she said pouring herself a glass with orange juice. “I didn’t ask and I don’t care.” “Right … well , I am off to finish my ‘dreadful’ book.” Y/N turned on her bare feet and headed for the living room where she had left her book. She sat on the sofa , swinging her leg over the arm rest. It wasn’t long before Kai walked in , freezing on the spot seeing how Y/N was sitting , completely exposed to him , reading her book. “Something the matter ?” she asked innocently , glancing for a moment at him. “No , nothing.” Kai cleared his throat , sitting on the opposite end of the sofa turning on the TV and continuing the movie he was watching last night on the DVD. She could feel him tense , trying to fight the urge to touch her and trying to ignore the feeling of his pants tightening around his shaft. Y/N innocently reached between her legs for a moment not touching anything really , Kai’s eyes following her every move. He swallowed hard and a blink of an eye later he was out of the house , the front door left wide open. Y/N smiled to herself , realising this strategy might have more success than her actions before. They had their fight and usually made up quickly , not this time and she hated it. Y/N kept teasing him every day for nearly two weeks - sneaking into his bed at night wearing nothing but her underwear , walking around the house in the shortest skirts she had , reaching for things at the top shelf , bending over to pick up something letting him take good look. She waited for him to give up and let go of whatever it was keeping him from making up with her , to do something … anything , but in the end she was the one who gave up. Kai’s self control was stronger than she had expected.
The following morning Y/N got fully dressed up (black skinny jeans , ripped in the knees and white top) , making sure all the naughty bits were covered and went downstairs for breakfast. There was a plate with pancakes and a glass with orange juice waiting for her at the table for the first time in ages. Kai was already eating his pancakes and he looked almost disappointed she was fully dressed. They ate in silence and later on Y/N went to wash the dishes. Kai had left the kitchen and she was all alone , or so she thought. “I don’t like those clothes…” Kai whispered in her ear , making her drop the plate in the sink with a loud thud nearly breaking it. He snaked his hands around her waist , sliding under her top his fingertips touching her bare skin. Y/N’s heart was racing and her skin felt like it was on fire. Kai removed her hair from her neck placing a gentle kiss on it then another and another. Y/N closed her eyes tilting her head to the other side giving him better access. “They need to come off. Now.” Her cheeks flushed when his hands slid down her thighs stopping for a moment on her heat. Kai placed his had there pushing her up , a soft moan escaping her lips. “No.” she said sternly. Kai however didn’t give up so easily. He pushed his body against hers , his hand wrapping around her neck making her face him. “No ?! Two weeks … that’s how long you’ve been teasing me like crazy every single day. Sneaking into my bed at night , walking around in those short skirts with no underwear …. Do you feel this ?” he said pushing his hips against her ass. “I’ve had to take care of myself this entire time … and every time I thought you were done teasing , you took it up a notch.” He spin her around , pushing her against the kitchen counter. His fingers stroking her cheek sending shivers all over her body , his gaze locked on hers. Kai was lightly grinding against her , slowly pulling the air out of her lungs turning her breathing shallow. His eyes were black , no trace of the gorgeous blue colour they usually were. Y/N could feel herself getting wet , but even after all this time she spent teasing him , she didn’t plan on making it easy for him. “No.” she said again , biting her lower lip. Kai clenched his jaw , tilting his head for a moment before pushing his crotch against hers again , harder this time. “Don’t challenge me , Y/N. I always get what I want… and right now , all I want is you.” said Kai , his voice low and seductive. Y/N reached her hands , sliding them in his back pockets pulling him closer to her giving him a small smile, her lips nearly touching his , watching his eyes darting between her eyes and her lips. “You can’t have me.” Y/N pushed him off and headed for the living room , pouring herself a drink. There was no way Kai would take the ‘no’ she had given him. A few moments later she felt Kai’s arms on her waist and he pushed her onto the sofa in vamp - speed crawling over her with a devilish grin on his face. “The more you say 'no’ to me , the more I want you.” he said , his voice low. “I can hear your heartbeat , sweetheart. It’s racing and your breathing … so shallow it’s barely there.” he said , his breath on her face intoxicating her even more. “You want me as much as I want you.. ” Kai pressed his body firmly against hers and she could feel the bulge in his jeans had gotten harder. She lifted her hips from the sofa , pushing against his for a moment staring into his eyes , fighting the urge to kiss him. He was right , she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. A low growl came from deep inside Kai’s throat at her movement and he pushed back at her. “No.” she said again , sliding off from under him onto the floor before getting up and starting to walk away. Kai turned around and grabbed her by the hips in vamp speed , seating her onto his lap , her legs on either side of him. His hands held onto her as Y/N snaked hers on his chest and around his neck. They stared at each other for a long moment before their lips smashed against each other , demanding and hungry for one another. He pulled her hips forward on him , falling into their perfect rhythm like they hadn’t spend weeks apart. Kai’s fingers caressed her cheek , then her jawline his fingertips feeling her veins under her skin, the warmth of her blood calling to him. His face changed for a moment and he leaned in , stopping himself at the last moment. “Bite me …” Y/N whispered , taking him by surprise. Kai hungrily sank his teeth into her neck , getting a taste of her blood for the first time in weeks. She threw her head back , gasping at the feeling , her eyes closing for a moment. He cleaned up the blood starting to drip down her shoulder , pressing the flat of his tongue onto her neck not wasting a single drop. Their eyes met for a moment and it felt as if electricity was floating in the air between them. Y/N leaned in , cupping his face her tongue licking his lips tasting her blood on them. Kai moaned into her mouth , kissing her passionately while his hands tugged at her top , pulling it over her head in a split second. Y/N unbuttoned Kai’s shirt , pushing it off his shoulders and onto the floor somewhere. Her hands roamed his body as if it was the first time. Kai’s lips hungrily attacking hers while his hand unclasped her bra tossing it onto the ground next to his shirt. Y/N moaned into the kiss , feeling Kai’s hands on her chest cupping her breasts and squeezing her nipples between his index and middle finger as her hips grinding against him. Her hands held onto his biceps as his lips moved towards her neck , leaving wet kisses all over. Kai let his vampirism take over , biting her neck again as she moved closer to him never stopping her hips movements. Y/N dug her nails into his back , letting out a louder moan. He backed her against the sofa , leaving kisses on the way down to her stomach stopping only for a moment , embracing her nipples into his mouth pressing the flat of his tongue against them , holding them in between his teeth for a second. His fingers got to her jeans unbuttoning them , his eyes meeting hers as he pulled down her jeans along with her panties nearly tearing them off her. “MMmm , sweetheart , you are so wet you’re dripping …” he said, parting her legs , licking a bold stripe across her warmth , enveloping her clit in his mouth sucking on it and tugging on it with his teeth listening to her moans getting louder. She tried to reach for him , to pull his mouth closer to her warmth but with a swift move of his wrist her hands got pinned over her head with magic. His fingers held onto her thighs with force , definitely to leave bruises after. He leaned in over her , Y/N tangling her fingers in his hair pulling his face towards hers as his fingers teased her folds , the tip of his middle finger pressing at her entrance. Y/N let out s soft moan , her eyelids fluttering closed for a moment. Kai’s lips found hers kissing her fiercely , demanding as he pushed his finger inside her heat , going in all the way in before pulling out leaving just the tip of his finger inside her. Y/N moaned into his ear , her breathing trying to catch up with her heart beat. Kai’s eyes were black with lust and all he knew is he wanted her. He pushed another finger inside , curling them around at a slow motion making her back arch towards him before pulling out his fingers and repeating again and again. Her hips pushed down on his fingers as he pushed them in , meeting half way. Y/N saw his purple / black veins show again , her fingertips tracing them for a moment before her back arched once again , her eyes starting to roll in her head. She pushed him off her kneeling on the sofa, grabbing his wrist and licking his fingers clean earning a low groan from him , never breaking eye contact. Kai’s mouth hung open for a few moments , getting completely lost in the feeling. Her other hand rubbed his hard length through his jeans , feeling he is harder than ever. Y/N’s fingers swiftly undid the buttons on his jeans , pulling the zipper down. She dipped her head , leaning in and leaving sloppy kisses on his neck while her finger traced his jawline before her hand snaked around the back of his neck. “Fuck me , Kai … Please … ” A low growl came from back his throat , feeling her small hand pushing its way into his boxers , her fingers wrapping around him and her thumb making circles on the tip of his thick shaft. He didn’t think it was possible for her to drive him crazier but there she was. Kai was going to have his way with her and this time … he wasn’t going to be gentle. He pushed her roughly onto the sofa , removing his jeans/boxers as fast as he could. Kai teased her folds with the tip of his hard length , pulling her hips towards him before intertwining his fingers with hers over her head. He pushed in with one rough thrust deep inside her making her scream out. “Fuck Kai…” Y/N arched her back pushing her hips down on his , feeling every inch of him inside her. He was going at an agonisingly slow motion pushing in deep and pulling out almost completely , listening to her begging for him to go faster. He had forgotten how tight she was , how much he loved feeling her around him. “Bad girls don’t get to make demands , sweetheart.” he whispered to her , thrusting in hard and deep , going in faster. Y/N clenched her walls around his thick shaft earning a groan from Kai. His thrusts were getting rougher and faster every time , making her body jolt forward and her head hitting the armrest of the sofa , pulling out the air from her lungs each time. “..and you have been very bad these past few weeks… Walking around in your underwear , wearing those short skirts just begging me to take you right then and there.” he trailed off. He wrapped his hand around her neck holding her still , each thrust rougher and deeper than the last. He felt her walls clench around his shaft again with more intensity and Y/N didn’t have to tell him she was getting closer to her release. Kai lifted her leg over his shoulder , thrusting in deeper and as fast as he could , cheating for a few seconds using his vampire speed watching her whimper under him. He could feel getting closer to his release too. “Kai I’m c-close..” she moaned out , a tear rolling down her cheek from the roughness of his thrusts , her fingers playing with her clit matching every thrust. “I know baby girl , just hold it for me … a few moments longer.” he groaned , his thrusts getting sloppier but never losing their speed. Kai loved watching her lose herself to him like that. He didn’t even remember what their fight had been about , what had happened to get him so upset with her , he’d deny her and himself moments like these. He swatted her hand away , replacing her fingers with his playing with her clit , going in rough eights then rolling her clit between his thumb and index finger causing her moans to get louder , turning into small screams. “K-Kai .. I can’t -” “Let go , sweetheart.” he groaned , watching her trash and squirm under him screaming his name. Her walls contracting around his shaft , pushing him to reach his orgasm. “Fuckkk …” Kai kept thrusting hard and deep until both of them had finished properly before collapsing on top of her , both of them trying to catch their breath. “We are never fighting again.” he said out of breath, resting his forehead on hers. “I can’t … I can’t survive being away from you like that again. … I … I am sorry for hurting you , I don’t know what - .” Y/N shushed him with a kiss , lightly biting on his lower lip , her hands pulling at his hair. “It doesn’t change anything.” she said softly. “I am still crazy about you and love you more than ever.” “I love you too , princess. And I’ll make it up to you , I promise…” said Kai , getting up from the sofa , helping her up. He took his shirt and put it on her , doing every button himself before getting his boxers on. Y/N got up , feeling slight pain between her legs , a small 'ow’ tumbling from her lips. Kai glanced at her with concern for a second before a mischievous grin showed on his face and he grabbed her legs , tossing her over his shoulders. “Where are we going ? I have to put on some pants or a skirt …” Y/N laughed. “Kitchen … I am making you the best damn lunch in history and then … ” he said , his hand sliding up her thigh lightly teasing her folds with his fingers. “ … you are mine.”
Gears started turning in Louis’ head. Purely mischievous gears that had Louis formulating a revenge plan against Taylor. He’d had enough of sitting around and taking it. If she was going to call him a whore, then fine, he’ll act like one for real. “I’m going to say something, and as my friends you are obligated to love me anyway.”
“This can’t be good,” Niall said, Zayn just groaned.
“So I know we have this strict ‘no lashing back at Taylor’ rule with me, but what if I can get press revenge a different way?” Louis asked. He wasn’t expecting an answer, because they knew by now to just go with it. “What if I stole her boyfriend?”
Or, the story of Louis ‘Steal Your Man’ Tomlinson.