I’ve been on an Elvis Presley kick lately…sue me. ;)
The first time Jensen ever saw you, you were making your way to set with your headphones in, turned all the way up. He could faintly hear the sounds of Elvis Presley and he knew then that he needed to talk to you. He hadn’t gotten the chance that day, but the next day, he had gone to your trailer to walk you to set and yet again he could hear the loud music coming from the inside…this time Heartbreak Hotel. He smiled to himself and decided that it wasn’t right for him to walk in on you like that.
One Shot: You and Y/F/N go to a club for your birthday and run into Lucky where things get VERY heated…
Warning: SMUTTY SMUT IS V SMUTTY.
As if on cue, the bouncer checked off our names on the list and stepped aside, opening the doors to this millionaire’s club. The bass was shaking my body now and I avoided eye contact with the bouncer as I shuffled inside behind Y/F/N. Holy shit. And I mean holy shit. The mass of people was actually ridiculous, and I held back a choke as multiple men grazed my butt in their attempts to pass us. I could barely even see the floor. In the flashing strobe lights I made out brick walls with various pieces of modern art, probably worth more than my tuition, casually flung on at vicarious angles. The staircase that led to the roof was metal, and I think I could make out the bar in the back. Yup, definitely a bar. The whole back wall was a glass display case of every type of liquor known to man. It was like industrial meets modern. And I was like a deer in the headlights. Y/F/N nudged me. I turned to her clueless. She shouted something, but I couldn’t hear over the deafening techno music. “WHAT?!” I shouted. Y/F/N came closer and put her mouth up to my ear. “HOW DOES OUR LIL LEGAL Y/N LIKE IT?!” She screamed. “OH IT’S AWESOME! DID YOU SEE THAT MOB OF GIRLS OUTSIDE?! IT’S CRAZY! HOW POPULAR CAN A CLUB BE?!” “NOT A CLUB STUPID,” Y/F/N yelled, raising her eyebrows and swaying her hips to the music. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT…” I looked at Y/F/N who had the guiltiest and giddiest grin on her face. “I MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE KNOWN THIS TO BE THE FAVORITE CLUB OF A CERTAIN” – a man pushed her and she hobbled on you for support – “LUCKY CELEBRITY.” “SHUT UP!” If this was who I thought it was… “AND SAID CELEBRITY MAY OR MAY NOT BE IN TOWN. JK HE MOST DEFINITELY IS IN TOWN. I DO MY RESEARCH WOMAN.” “LUCKY BLUE SMITH IS IN THE BUILDING, I REPEAT-” I cut off Y/F/N’s rant by enveloping her in a giant hug. “HOLY CRAP GUYS.” Y/F/N laughed at my once again shocked expression. I quickly grabbed Y/F/N’s hand and we started making our way towards the center of the club, aiming for the huge crystal chandelier that was dangerously swinging in the middle of the ceiling. On the way there, a sweaty body knocked into us, forcing our hands apart, but when I looked back she was still there. Y/F/N smiled a reassuring smile, nodding her head forward to keep me moving. Good. I praised the Lord for giving me hips. Not only because they are ‘sexy af’ (Y/F/N’s words, not mine), but turns out they’re great in forcefully knocking people out of the way through crowds that keep getting denser. I started to feel sweat from other bodies slick itself onto my skin and I tried not to gag, but we were so close. Eh, close enough. I stopped suddenly. This seemed like a good spot. And it would have to be. Because a semi-circle of tall, buff men all had their backs towards me, and they did not look like they were going to be swayed aside with the force of curves alone. As a plus, their blockade created a little more space. “HOW’S THIS?” I shouted and turned to find – Strangers. No Y/F/N. Shit where did she go?! I used my height to scan over some of the people, but from the top they all looked the same. This honestly would happen. Great. Maybe she’d find me? It felt like I’d been waiting for 10 minutes when in reality it was probably just 1, when I saw her. With a guy. Oh woah, literally with a guy, he looked like he was viciously attacking her neck and by the way she leaned into him with her head back I could tell she was enjoying it. At least, hopefully. Should I go over there? Eh, she can handle herself. I’ll just keep watch over here. A little self-conscious without the girls next to me, I started just swaying my hips a little and nodding to the music. But then the jam came on. And it wasn’t as if anybody was watching anyways. I ain’t got no type Bad bitches is the only thing that I like “YOU AIN’T GOT NO LIFE, CUPS WITH ICE AND WE DO THIS EVERY NIGHT” I started screaming the words as I felt myself let go, running my hands over my body and letting my hair fall into my face. And I didn’t even drink a sip of alcohol. “Mm, and what’s your name gorgeous?” hot breath suddenly fanned against my neck as hands from behind grasped my hips and pulled me into the stranger’s toned front. Hard. I looked down and noticed several rings on this creepers’ fingers. What the fuck? I attempted to get out of his grasp, but he was strong. Really strong. I turned around and cringed as my backside rubbed against his front, hearing him let out a low grunt at the action. “Get off me! I have a-” I stopped mid-sentence when I came face to face with the man I’d never thought I’d actually see. The man I’d spent hours fantasizing about with my crazy roommate. “You’re- What?” I managed to breathe out. This couldn’t be right. But the crystal blue eyes, pouty lips, and bleached hair were right in front of me. Too close actually where I could spot several light freckles along his cheeks. Fuck. He was real. And taller in person. I became hyper aware of his hands sliding lower down my back and the fact that my front was now touching his, erm, front. “You were saying.” He smirked, a smirk tainting his cheek as he clearly knew that I knew of him. How do I respond in a situation like this?? How does anyone respond in a situation with Lucky Blue Smith?? I gulped and hoped it wasn’t visible. “I’m here with friends.” I choked out. Why would he need to know that? Fucking smooth one. He looked behind my shoulders quickly before his blue eyes bore back into mine, amusement clearly written on his face. “It didn’t look like it to me,” he said. His husky voice sent shivers down my spine, but I tried to stifle my reaction. HOW THE FUCK DO I STIFLE MY REACTION TO LUCKY BLUE SMITH. I coughed slightly. “She’s, uh, she’s here. It’s my birthday.” This was mortifying. I squealed a little as his large hands squeezed my ass. “What are you-?” “You never answered my question.” His lips twitched as he observed my complete floundering. If his face wasn’t this perfect than we wouldn’t be having this problem. My eyes roamed down his face, to the strong veins in his neck, and to the dip of golden skin the white button down revealed. It looked delicious, so kissable. I wonder what he tastes like…. He interrupted my staring by lifting my jaw up with one hand. I felt myself blush in his gentle grip. What had he asked? Name? “Y/N.” Something flashed in his eyes, his features darkening slightly. Or maybe that was the lighting. “You have the most beautiful green eyes, Y/N.” He spoke lowly, like a tiger to its prey. And I was the fucking bunny. My heart rate accelerated as he brought his plump lips to the corners of my mouth, dragging them teasingly to the bottom of my ear, where he lightly bit. “Fucking perfect body,” he was barely speaking, the low tone making me weak. He dipped his head lower beneath my jaw and placed a hot kiss there. I inhaled sharply as he started to painfully suck on the tender skin, and my hands instinctually tangled themselves in his thick hair. His teeth grazed me and I groaned when he licked a cool stripe over the probably already developed marking. Just when I was about to tug him closer, he pulled away. I didn’t even try to hide the disappointment on my face. Why had he- “How old are you baby?” He licked his lower lip and I felt heat pool uncomfortably beneath my dress. Was it bad I was this turned on?? He became impatient with my silence and started to roughly knead my cheeks. I swore he chuckled as I desperately fought to stifle a moan. No, no it wasn’t. “Eighteen.” “Good, I like them older.” He smirked as my jaw fell open and he roughly took my hand, leading me through the crowd. The intimidating men from earlier had made a path for him and spoke something into a Bluetooth. I was beyond confused. Where was he taking me? I looked at his firm masculine hands enveloping my smaller ones in their strong grip. Did I honestly care? Spend it how I like, sinnin’ every night. Push-start the whip, brought it strait to life. The club was rushing past me, and it was bigger than I thought. We received multiple jealous stares as he quickly dragged me through the VIP section and down several hallways before coming to a stop before a door. I had no idea where I was. “Where are we going?” I asked, slightly out of breath. I hoped he didn’t notice. “To my car,” he didn’t hesitate as he smoothly opened the door, releasing my hand, but quickly placing it on the small of my back. Well shit. The infamous black range rover was parked right outside, hidden in one of the back alleyways. “Handy,” I said. Handy?! Honestly?! I felt my cheeks heat up again and I cursed whatever idiot was taking over my body the one time I needed to be collected. “You have no idea.” He ran a hand through his hair with a cocky crooked smile as if it was the most casual thing in the world to look that beautiful, and his t-shirt lifted a little as he raised his arm, revealing his toned abs and, oh god, a little bit of his happy trail. My stomach tied itself in knots. I really wanted to fucking touch him. His keys were already in one hand and he unlocked the car. I stayed frozen in place. He looked at me curiously and then with amusement, slowly walked closer to me, slowly, ever so slowly. God I was aching for him. And he could tell. He stopped just mere inches from my face, nose almost resting on mine. “Do have any idea how much I want you right now Y/N?” He pressed himself into me and it was the first time I felt the hard outline of his cock. He groaned and tossed his head back as he lightly ground himself into me. “How hard you got me by shaking that perky ass of yours? You were such a fucking tease,” he hissed the last word as he did a particularly hard thrust. I felt his hardness twitch against my throbbing center and the rough fabric of his black jeans was only adding to the hot friction. Holy shit. I finally released the moan I’d been forcing down and at that he growled. Roughly shoving me against the car, I wrapped my legs around his lean torso as he grabbed the ends of the dress and forced the material up to my waist. “I bet you taste so sweet, don’t you baby-girl, just like your fucking mouth.” He crashed his lips onto mine, battling for dominance until I submitted, his tongue asking for entrance that I more than willingly gave. My hands met his hair again. His oxygen was mine and mine was his. My breath hitched as my underwear was suddenly thrown to the side, the cool air from outside reaching the place I needed him most. He swiped two course fingers along my wet folds, and I whimpered as he brushed past my clit. “Fuck me you’re drenched,” his voice was raspy as he continued to teasingly swipe up and down, squeezing my clit before circling the bundle of nerves. He didn’t even try to hide his smug smirk as my eyes rolled back. The familiar tingle of warmth was already starting to grow in my stomach. He was good. “And who made you this wet Y/N? Who did this to you?” he demanded. His actions sped up to unbearable pace when I didn’t reply, my legs beginning to shake at the intensity of feeling. “You-you d-did, oh my God,” I moaned, throwing my head back. I gasped as he slipped a long finger into my center, the cool metal from the ring heightening my sensitivity as he slowly started pumping it in and out. “You’re so fucking tight baby.” He moaned and muffled my scream with his lips as he added another finger, hitting a spot I didn’t even knew existed and increasing the pace to the point where all I saw and felt was white-heat. The only sound was the smacking of our lips and the sound of my wet sex. I was close. I broke from our kiss and somehow formed words. “I’m g-gonna cu-um Lucky.” He froze and pulled his fingers out. “What the hell?” I seethed. Sure this may be Lucky Blue Smith, living breathing sex god, but you don’t leave a girl hanging. He rose his eyebrows in amusement at my wild hair and flushed appearance. He chuckled. “You’re cute when you’re angry.” “Well I’m a firm believer in ‘finish what you started.’” I tried to shove him, but his grip around my waist only tightened, a smirk on his face as he tauntingly rose his fingers in between us. Fuck. The light reflected off the liquid that was dripping down his fingers. “Oh I intend to.” He put his fingers in his mouth, sucking, and I was mesmerized as I watch him taste my juices. He pulled them out with a moan, eyes fixed upon mine. “God, I can’t wait to properly taste you.” My center was painfully throbbing again and I swallowed as he effortlessly picked me up, opened the car door, and threw me down on the back seats. His head lowered in between my thighs, leaving wet kisses first below my knee, then teasingly dragging his jawline up and down my inner thighs. “Prettiest pussy,” he muttered. I tried closing my thighs to gain some sort of friction, but his hands kept them in place and locked them down. “Lucky,” I whined. He shot his head up to look at me, ocean-cool eyes piecing my thoughts, knowing what I wanted, what I needed. “Tell me what you want baby,” he said softly, his breath hitting my center. I blushed furiously at his words. This was the most vulnerable I’d felt in a long time. “You know what I want,” I muttered. His eyes darkened and his grip on my thighs tightened. “Y/N,” he said lowly, “tell me what you fucking want and I’ll be more than happy to give it to you.” I opened my mouth to speak, but looked away in embarrassment instead. Why was he doing this? “Hey,” his voice softened and his long arm reached over to turn my head, “Look at me beautiful. I need you to look at me.” He dropped his hand from my jaw and entwined it with my hand that was clutching the leather seat with white knuckles. He ran soothing circles on it, as he kissed up my thighs for the second time, leaving open-mouthed kisses as his blue eyes held mine. “So beautiful,” he muttered in between kisses. He hovered over my sex, breath hitting it, and I took a deep breath before squeezing his hand. He didn’t need much more encouragement. He licked a long stripe down my sex before nibbling down on my most sensitive nub. “Fuck,” I moaned. He paused, looked at me for a moment, then took a deep breathe. Burying himself inside of me, his tongue delved in and out almost faster than his fingers. The plush feeling of his lips lightly sucking around me gave me shivers and his nose repetitively hit my clit. “Mm Lucky,” I whined, I was close, again. He raised his other hand from my thigh to grab my breast, squeezing and kneading it, making my nipples harden with pleasure. “Oh my God,” I moaned, “L-lucky I’m c-close.” He turned his attention to my clit, swirling his tongue around over my oversensitive bundle of nerves, sucking gently before biting down and then I lost it, shouting his name. My toes curled from the insane pleasure that shot from my center throughout my whole body, and I continued to jerk as Lucky licked me clean. “Like a cupcake.” He licked his lips as I lay there completely spent, and I heard him hum before he leaned over the seat. He hovered over my body for a moment, observing my face before leaning down to give me a long kiss. I taste myself on his tongue and I couldn’t help the moan I released into his mouth. Leaning lower to deepen the kiss, I felt his hard length straining against the fabric and when I glanced down it looked painful. “Oops,” I let out a light laugh as I reached my hands down to try and undo the button, but his hands stopped me. I looked up at him in confusion, but he just smiled, lightly shaking his head. “Tonight isn’t about me remember?” He ducked his head and peppered small kisses along my chest. “What do you mean?” I whispered, my voice lowering at the feeling of his affection. He looked at me with a disbelieving face and broke into a genuine smile. “Happy Birthday Y/N.” ————— “Oh my gosh there you are! We were about to call the cops where the hell have you been?!” Y/F/N shouted, anger and relief both present on her face. She was waiting outside the club, cell phone in hand, and practically tackled me for the third time that day when I stepped outside. “Honestly, I searched everywhere, I’m sorry we got separated…” Y/N’s voice trailed off as she gave me a sheepish look. If only she knew. “Okay, I have to tell you something. You’re probably not going to believe me.” And for some reason the only thing I could think of in that moment was Damn. I never saw him naked.
hi can you do one where miw are on tour and you and your son jack and daughter autumn (both 9 months old) surprise your husband chris and you watch him preform and he does a shout out and he brings his kids out with him and they climb him as he preforms with them in his arms , thank you xxx
A/N: Two imagines in one night, I know! I’m in the writing funk, so I might as well use it to my advantage :)
Holding both of my children in my arms, I look around the set the crew is putting together for the show. Chris is in the dressing rooms, but he doesn’t know I’m here. I set Jack down, seeing as he’s already walking like a pro, and he clings to my leg, stepping on my feet so when I walk he walks with me without having to do anything. I smile to myself, Autumn resting her head on my shoulder.
Then I see Devin hurrying towards us, a ghost of a smile on his face.
“Chris is almost done, so I’d suggest finding somewhere else if you want to surprise him.” He says to me, and then showing me a secluded place where I can still see when they go out on stage.
“Thank you.” I manage to say just before he leaves, bouncing my daughter on my hip as my son plays with the fabric on my dress skirt.
I close my eyes for what seems to be only five minutes, but soon enough I can hear the loud music starting to play and then Chris’s amazing voice ringing through the air.
I stand up, walking my fastest with Jack attached to my leg and Autumn to my hip. I get to the side stage, smiling up at Chris.
It’s amazing to see him on the stage, having the time of his life at pretty much every performance he attends.
“Dada!” Autumn and Jack both yell out at the same time.
Chris somehow manages to hear them over the roar of the crowd, looking over at us. A grin lights up his face, and Jack goes toddling out onto the stage with his arms raised to his father.
Chris picks up him -luckily they were in between songs- holding his son close to him as the crowd awes. I can’t help it, I walk out there as well, a smile on my face and Autumn giggling happily and clapping her hands.
With his free arm, Chris wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me close to him, pressing his lips to mine in a kiss. The crowd, once again, awes and I can hear the clicking away as fans take photos on there phones.
“Dada!” Autumn squeals, holding out her arms.
Chris beams at her, picking her up with his other arm and pressing a kiss to her small nose, “Hey, Princess.” He says lovingly.
I swear I could hear almost every female in the venue squeal, and I’m sure even a few guys did as well.
The show went on, I was standing on the stage still but off to the side so everyone had room, but Jack was attached to Chris’s leg like he was to mine earlier, and he was holding Autumn in his arms, her hands gripping onto his hair and sometimes going to grab his piercings but never once did Chris tell her to stop it, because I knew he didn’t have it in him to see her pouty face.
At the moment though, we didn’t realize we were making memories. We just knew we were having fun, and we were doing it as a family.
Video chatting with JB but SOMEONE *cough, Got7 cough* keeps interrupting.
“I miss you way more then I should.” You say to your boyfriend of 2 years while he’s off doing stuffy stuff with his group.
“Yeah I know, but when I get back we are going to have a wild movie night and we are going to do fun stuff and go ou-”
“Or we could just lay in bed and enjoy each others company, dont need you moving around too much” you said laughing at his plan.
He nods. “Sounds like a date” he gives you a adorable smile and laughs.
As you too were just talking and enjoying life, a disturbance in the force comes along: the rest of Got7.
How did you know?
“BUT ANYWAY I WON THAT ROUND AND YOU CAN’T TELL ME OTHERWI- guys he’s talking to her again, quick get him so we can meet her!”
Everyone ran but your boyfriend was quicker and found an empty room were you guys could be alone…..until.
“HYUNG” Junior yells and hugs JB from the back.
All three of you laugh. “How long have you been in here? You didn’t leave with the guys?”
“Since this morning and nope because I was still sleeping” he says looking at you. “She’s pretty. Is this your mystery girlfriend?”
JB looks at you and smiles.
“Yeah (y/n) this is Junior, Junior this is (y/n).”
You both wave and share hellos.
“I CAN SMELL YOU IN THERE!” you hear Jackson yell. *dramatic music for dramatic person*
“Wait a sec.” You hear Juinor whisper to you guys.
He goes to the door, opens it and leaves you both.
“Well I finally met one” you say smiling.
“Yeah I just want to wait until we are all face to face to introduce you more better” you says winking at you
You look at the clock and see you have to go to work in 15 minutes.
“I have to go my love” you say causing him to pout at you.
“That dreaded thing called work” you say and pout causing him to laugh at your cuteness and give you a kissy face.
“Awee okay jagi, I have to calm these losers down anyway.” He laughs and you can hear Yugyeom and Jackson screaming in the distance and them demanding entry.
“Yep that’s my que by-”
“Wait a sec Jagi”
You stop what you were doing
JB pulls out a little purple box.
“I wanted to give it to you when I got back but I can’t wait.” He says scratching the back of his head.
“THEY ARE COMINGGG” you hear Juinor scream and see you both in a moment.
“Oh…was….did…I…just…gonna…bye” he goes back to the door.
Your boyfriend sighs again and as soon as he opens his mouth again.
“You might want to hurry up though” Juinor says once again.
“OKAY BYE!” JB yells to get privacy with you.
Once again *sigh*
“Jagi the past two years have been amazing and I love you so much and you have never let me down in anyway and you have made me so happy and I hope I have done the same for you and you mean so much to m-”
“AWEEE” Juinor screams around the corner.
JB looks at you then at Junior annoyed
“Since I love you so much I decided to get you this” he pulls out a silver promise ring with a small lavender butterfly crystal on it.
You cover your mouth, tears forming in your eyes.
“Baby you didn’t-”
“Yes I did, just to remind you that I’m always going to love you an-”
“WE’RE IN!” you hear the rest of Got7 yell.
JB looks back at them then at you.
You both kiss the camera quickly and before the rest of them come you end the call.
Staring at a blank screen trying to process everything that just happened, you get a text from your boyfriend.
JB: I LOVE YOU. ILL TRY AND CALL YOU LATER MY LOVE. BYE ♥
YOU: I LOVE YOU MORE 😘
JB: I LOVE YOU MOST ♥♡♥
You put your phone down and hear another ring.
JB: This is Jackson. I will find out who you are and I will meet you Jb’s mystery girlfriend mwhahahaha
Then you get a call…..from JB…
Or is it…
*le Got7 at dinner*
“Soooooo what’s her name?” Youngjae
asks causing the rest of Got7 ( Except Jackson hmmmm I wonder) and Coco to look at JB.
He looks up to see him being stared at by 12 eyes. Then Jackson walks in on the phone apparently waiting for someone to answer it.
“Fine I’ll tell you that much” he swallows his food.“
“It’s (y/n)” he says smiling at the thought of you.
“You guys have been dating for … what 2 years and we never got to even hear her name until now?!?!”
“WHY” Yugyeom asks.
JB shruggs and the everyone’s attention is on Jackson.
“Hi, hello is this (y/n)?”
JB looks at him confused. “What are yo-”
“Shhhhhh he’s on the phone” Mark says.
Youngjae moves to Jackson to over hear the conversation.
“Hi I’m Jackson Wang rapper for Got7, no big deal, kind of is, BUT ANYWAY I hear from a little birdie that you and JB have been together for 2 years, and surprisingly we never even knew you existed, my feelings are quite hurt since I will be the best man at the wedding……….yes I’ll hold” he taps his foot and waits and puts you on speaker and sets the phone on the table.
“Hello?” JB can hear you say on his phone that Jackson clearly took.
Before he could say anything BamBam came up.
“Hi this is BamBam also from Got7” he says laughing.
“Yes, yes the one that can dab and whip” you say and they all laugh.
“ YES THAT ONE” he screams.
“How are you?” He asks.
“I’m good and you”
“Great, just peachy”
JB gets up to grab his phone but Junior grabs it.
“HAII (Y/N) ITS JUNIOR THE ONE YOU MET EARLIER”
“Yes, yes my competition”
“……yes, I absolutely am your competition.”
JB grabs the phone and runs into his room and locks the door,all the guys run and bang on the door.
“Hey baby girl it’s me” he whispers and goes to his bed.
You laugh “Hey, that was…. something. ”
“No don’t apologize, its okay trust me, best phone call ever.” You say laughing.
“LET US IN” you hear the rest of the guys yell and Coco scratching at the door.
“I got to let you go baby but I love you, soo much” he says and kisses you through the phone.
“Love you too babe bye” you say and hang up and place the phone on the bed and smile at how lucky you were to have Jb in your life, and how unlucky he is at the moment probably being attacked by 6 people and 1 dog.
AN: The ending was pretty bad because I don’t know how to end such chaos but….ANYWHALES. I hope you guys like it.
That you were now on tour with your boyfriend Harry. You were enjoying your time in the audience during the show. It was now time for Harry’s little speaking part that he always does for each show. You know that each show he likes to change it up a bit.
Sometimes he makes the crowd get quiet before telling everyone to scream at the same time. Other times he told everyone to throw stuff on stage, however, he instantly regretted that, while you just laughed at him. Tonight, though, you had no idea what he had up his sleeve.
“Okay. Okay. So I need everyone to be absolutely quiet for a few minutes.” Harry says walking around the stage with his hand up. “Now, Can I get an Oh yeah?” Harry shouts.
“Oh yeah!” The crowd shouts again.
“Can I get an Oh Yeaaahhh.” Harry smirks again.
“Oh Yeaaahhh.” They repeat.
“OH YEAAAAAAAHHH.” He shouts again.
“OH YEAAAAAAAHHH.” They say again.
“Oi, Harold, What are you Doin’ mate?” Louis says. “The lads and I already hear that enough now that Y/N’s on tour, we don’t need to hear it at the shows too.” He smirks. “Ya Cheeky bastard.” He says before looking over at you.
You groan covering your face before giving him the finger. “I hate you.” You shout to Louis.
“Sorry, love.” Louis smirks. “Anyway this is No Control.” He says as the music starts playing in the background.
You groan shaking your head making a mental note to kill your boyfriend and best friend after the show.
Quick Note: I wrote this story over a year ago and I just found it in one of my folders. I personally don’t like it that much, and that’s the reason why I never posted it. This was requested a long time ago, and I hope the anon that asked for it is still around so they can enjoy it. That’s all. Enjoy.
The house is crowded and the music so loud that it was possible to hear it all over the neighborhood. I walk through the mass of people trying to find Shannon, some of the guests help me with directions, but Shan is nowhere to be seen. I desist from calling him, people were not able to speak in person, so the idea of talking through the phone seemed absurd. I start running when I get a glance of his clothes, I’m going to lose him this time. When I reach him, I grab his arm trying to catch my breath, I can see how confused he looks, but when he finally realizes that it’s me, he starts laughing.
“I’ve been waiting for you all night!” He shouts pulling me closer to him, I receive the hug with a laugh.
“Don’t you think the music is a bit louder?!”
I read his lips saying ‘hold on’ as I watch him disappear through the crowd. I wait alone, waving at some people that recognize me and I’m finally able to hear the people around me talking. The music is still loud, but in a more reasonable manner. Shannon appears again and grabs my hand to pull me out of the house.
“Did he arrive?” I ask him as we sit near the pool, he nods while waving to some girls sitting on the other side of the pool.
“Yeah, but he still haven’t got here, he’s at mom’s”
“You look nervous” I mumble, I notice that his hands playing with each other look a bit trembly.
“I am, we haven’t seen each other in more than a year, the fight was… Harder than I thought in the beginning”
I remember Jared from before he left LA to move to NY, he was the sweetest guy in the planet, and his fight with Shannon was something I never understood; one day the brothers were completely fine and the next, Jared was packing all his stuff because he didn’t want to know about his brother or anything that had to do with LA again, his mother included. Now, almost two years later, Jared was back and Shannon wanted to fix things up, Jared accepted to talk and Shan decided to throw a welcome home party for his brother. Reason why we were in this really crowded party and Shannon was so nervous.
“Everything will be fine” I try to calm him down, taking one of his hands to caress it with mine, “You’re brothers after all, and this will make your mom extremely happy, you know how sad she’s been since Jared left”
“I know” He answers, holding one of my hands tighter, “I just don’t know if he wants to make things up with me, I’m willing to do it, but…”
“Hey” I stop him, “No bad thoughts, he’s coming, that’s a good sign”
“I guess you’re right” Shannon mumbles with a smile, but I give him a little punch in the chest.
“Don’t guess, you know I’m right, I’m always right, you hear me?” I scold him trying to conceal a smile, but I end up doing it anyway when he pulls me to hug me, “Everything will be alright, I promise”
“I think he’s got a girlfriend, Tomo saw him earlier doing groceries with a girl” he mutters.
“Oh…” It’s the only thing I’m able to say, and I’m thankful that Shannon is still holding me against his chest, so he doesn’t see how much my face changed with his comment.
We stay for a couple of second holding each other in our arms, when we hear someone hawking beside us. I move away from Shannon looking at Tomo, who’s looking a bit nervous at us.
“He’s here” Our friend whispers, “He said he wanted to talk to you in private…”
Shannon nods and stands to follow Tomo inside the house, I see Shannon turning around to look at me for a last time and I smile to him, to show him that everything will be alright.
I stay in my sit for a couple of minutes thinking what am I supposed to do next. A couple of weeks ago, Shannon and I had a discussion too. We’ve been friends for years, and he finally had the courage, he said, to tell me he had feelings for me. I didn’t know how to react, especially because I was still head over heels for Jared, who I thought I would forget after the last two years not seeing him, but that kinda made me have more feelings for him, longing for his return. And now that he was finally here… I didn’t know what to do. My friendship with Shannon had stay the same, Constance tried to persuade me to start something with him. I love him, but I just can’t love him the way that he wants me to.
I finally stand from my seat to enter the house, the house is still crowded, but the people has started to scatter around the house. I get to the bathroom, and lock myself in trying to recover my sanity. I sit next to the door, covering my face with my hands. I still haven’t seen him and it’s already crispin my nerves.
“He has a girlfriend, you dummy” I scold myself, “Stop thinking about him, Shannon is crazy for you and you’re losing your time with someone who probably doesn’t even remembers you”
Someone knocks on the door and I stand quickly to open it. Outside there’s a girl with long blonde hair and looks relieved when she sees me.
“Oh, thank god, I thought I had knocked on the wrong door again”
“If you’re looking for the bathroom, you’re in the right place” I say moving from the door to let her in.
“Yeah, I am, thanks” The girl says before shutting the door.
I walk to the kitchen to grab something to drink and sit in the cabinet to wait for Shannon, I know it will take them a while to talk about whatever the problem is, but I don’t feel like talking to anyone else at the party.
I refuse a couple of invitations to join people I know in their conversation groups and I stay in the same place with a beer in one hand and my cellphone on the other. The minutes pass and there’s no news of the brothers. The same girl from before appears in the kitchen and grabs a bottle from the counter.
“Hey, you’re the girl from the bathroom” She says before getting closer to where I’m sitting, “I hadn’t introduced myself, I’m Emma”
I look at the hand she’s offering me and I leave my phone aside to shake her hand and introduce myself.
“I wish I knew more people, I feel kinda lonely right now, but I guess I’m not the only one” She comments with a smile on her face, “Why are you alone? It’s a party after all”
“I’m waiting for a friend… Wait, you don’t know anyone here?”
“No, I came with Jared, you know him? He had to talk to his brother Shannon, the owner of the house, but they’re taking too long”
“Oh, you’re the girlfriend” I mumble, but she looks at me confused.
“Girlfriend? Who’s girlfriend? Jared’s? Hell no, we’re friends… Best friends, I guess” She corrects and I suddenly feel a heavy weight falling from my shoulders, “Jared doesn’t do girlfriends, or something like that, I’ve known him for over a year and all I see are one night stands”
“Yeah, I know, he used to do the same here”
“You know him?”
“The friend I’m waiting is Shannon, he’s my best friend” I say shrugging, since Shannon’s confession saying that he was my best friend started to sound… Weird.
“Oh, nice, we’re the best friends” She laughs.
“I guess” I mumble, sipping my beer, not knowing what to really do or say, “So um, you’re from New York?
”Australia, actually, but I’ve been living here for a while, I guess I lose the accent a bit”
My phone starts to ring and I jump out of the counter to answer, making her a sign with my hand to wait for me for a second. She nods and sits in the same spot I was sitting a few seconds ago.
“Where are you?” I hear Shannon’s voice, he doesn’t sound sad, or anything like that, “I’m outside”
“I’ll be there in a second”
I hang the phone and start walking when a hand grabs my arm. I turn around to find Jared looking at me with a smile.
“Hey” He mumbles, letting go of my arm, “It’s been awhile”
I look at him not being able to believe that he’s actually in front of me, I feel my hands starting to shake, so I hide them behind my back.
“Hey” I say in return.
“You look great, I was hoping we could talk”
“I- I can’t right now, Shannon’s waiting for me”
“So he finally caught you in his claws, that’s why he didn’t say anything when I asked him about you” Jared says, but he’s just talking to himself.
“I’m not with him” I correct him, way faster than I would have liked, “We’re still friends, just… Friends”
“Wanna hang out?”
“Shannon’s waiting for me, I already told you”
“Yeah, I know” he answers with a smile.
“Give me ten minutes, I’ll take to Shannon and then…”
“I’ll be waiting” he says walking to the kitchen.
I stand for a couple of seconds there, analyzing what just happened. I’m going out with Jared, he asked Shannon about me, but why? We were not close, and I guessed he would probably want to spend time with his brothers.
I end up running to the backyard, Shannon is sitting in the same spot waiting for me. I sit in the seat in front of him, and wait for him to start talking.
“We’re ok” Shannon says with a smile, “He apologized and I did to. He’ll stay here for a couple of days and then he’ll be back to New York”
“I just talked to him”
“You did?” He asks me, surprised.
“Yeah, I bumped into him outside the kitchen” Shannon’s face has changed drastically since I named Jared, and when his eyes lay on mine I can see he’s mad, “Shannon?”
“What did he say?”
I doubt for a second about telling him that I’ll be meeting with Jared in a while, but I do it anyway. When I finish, he stands and walks away from me, his hand resting on his forehead, still looking angry. But then he comes back to where I’m sitting, and sits again.
“You can’t go”
“What?” I ask him confused.
“You know Jared, he’ll probably just want to use you”
I stand to face him, now I was mad.
“Jared just use girls, he’s always been like that and you know it. If a girl lasts longer than a night, she’s being God damn lucky”
“I’m not that stupid to fall for his games, you know?”
We’re both talking really loud, and the people in the backyard has started to look in our direction. I know Jared would probably just want to play with me before he returns to New York, but I’ve wanted him for too long and I don’t know how could I refuse him if he asks me to be with him.
“I know you’re not stupid, but he could be really persuasive!”
“Just him? Aren’t you doing all this so I stay with you?”
“What are you talking about?” He asks, walking towards me. I’m already on my feet, ready to get away.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about”
He loves me, and I’ve always known that my feelings towards Jared weren’t as secretive as I would have preferred, so this whole act to keep me away from Jared wasn’t working at all.
“Leave then, but don’t call me when he breaks your heart”
He sits again, anger clear on his face. He doesn’t even look at me when I walk away, towards a possible heartbreak. But I’m blinded by all the feelings accumulated during the last two years.
I find Jared alone in the kitchen, a glass of water on his hand and his phone on the other, when he sees me a smile appears on his face and I can feel myself melting in front of him.
“You ready?” He asks me, putting his phone back in his pocket.
“Yeah, but what about Emma?”
“I just send her back to the hotel in a cab, she was tired and she didn’t want to third wheel”
I notice my cheeks getting warm, and I find myself in the same position as a teenager, with the long time crush in front of me, offering me his hand to take me away.
I accept Jared’s hand, like a pact with the devil, I know I’m gonna get hurt, but I don’t care, I just want to be with him, at least once in my life.
“I’m surprised Shannon let you come with me”
“He didn’t want me to” I confess shrugging.
“Kinda obvious, since you were the reason I left” he mumbles.
I stop walking, and I hear him sighing, turning around to face me.
“I thought he told you, it’s been two years”
“Shannon is in love with me” I mutter.
“Well, I’m surprised it took him two years, maybe in the next two years he’ll tell you that I was in love with you too”
“You’re joking” I laugh, starting to walk away from him, if he mocks with something like that, I’m not sure how I will react.
“I’m not” he stops me, holding my arm, “I told Shannon, and he told me he loved you too. We had been having a lot of discussions back then and that was the icing on the cake”
“You’re lying, you don’t love me” I mumble.
“No, I don’t now. But I did, and I’m surprised you didn’t noticed”
The fact that Shannon knew about Jared’s feelings for me, knowing pretty well that I had feelings for him too, hiding everything because of his crush on me is the thing that breaks my heart. If he would have told me, Jared would have never left his family for two years. Jared would have stayed… with me.
I can’t even control myself after the confession. I cup his cheek with one hand, pulling him to me. I don’t even realize I’m actually kissing him until his hands hold my hips, pushing me against the counter. His lips are soft and warm, they don’t tremble like mine. His body molds perfectly with mine, and the whole “Jared’s gonna break your heart” disappears from my mind.
“Maybe…” He whispers, separating from my lips, only to look me in the eyes, "Maybe I still do”
The smile that appears on my lips is huge, showing all the feelings my chest can’t hold anymore. I kiss him again, and again, and again. We only stop when my lips start to feel numb, but his hand holds mine, pulling me outside. We get in his car, and the feeling that I’m betraying Shannon starts to take over. But I have to do this. I really have to.
So I do it. I get away with Jared, knowing pretty well that I could end up in shreds by the end of the night.
You read my take on Captain Swan and what happens when they get ‘close’ here x and how Captain Swan’s love can create cause flowers to bloom in the UnderWorld here x . Now check out what happens when Emma tries to control her magic so they blow the lights in Storybrooke and she shares her power with Killian. Special thanks to @duathadun for helping with gifs and proofing and to @laschatzi for proofing. Couldn’t have done it without you girls.
Tagging @fleurreads as she was curious about my Killian/Emma against the door….
Killian’s Mussed Hair
Monday mornings were always tough. Not only did she have to get up earlier than
usual but also leave the little nest that she fit into perfectly between
Killian and her pillows. Snug and warm
and having the most incredible dream, this morning the thought of getting up
was especially difficult. In her dream Killian
was running his hands up and down her body while kissing her neck, and pulling
her tightly against him. “Swan,” a kiss
landed on her right shoulder, “Swan”, another kiss landed just under her right
ear, while his hand stroked along her waist, moving across her breast to her
chin and turning her head toward his mouth.
“Emma love”, a kiss landed on her lips.
“Emma love” a bit louder followed by another kiss. “Wake up love, time for work.” said her pirate lover.
Emma groaned and rolled over on her back, reaching up with
her left hand to run along his scruff. “Good
morning. What an amazing way to wake
“Hmmm”, Killian leaned into her for another kiss. “Do we have time for…?”