it took me like 20 tries to get a good picture of that light

anonymous asked:

Oh Are request open again!? If they are could I request RFA+V and Unkown on how they would react to MC in a Bikini while they are at the beach. Seriously love your writing!

Aw thank you ^-^. And yes requests are open! I wrote this with the idea in mind that the RFA is having a nice day at the beach. Just as a note, I went about this differently than I usually would. I pretty much wrote it the same except for V and Unknown where they’re not together just have the feels for each other.


Yoosung

  • it was the first time in a while since Yoosung went to the beach!
  • and he was not only glad he could go with the RFA, but you as well
    • he even brought a blanket to lay on with you
    • and lunch for just you two
    • and one for Seven because he asked
  • while you were changing into your bathing suit, Yoosung was with Seven out in the ocean looking for seashells
  • it was a few minutes when you had came out seeing your nugget preoccupied with finding shells on the shore
  • Zen was the first to notice you and your red bikini with white polka dots and frills
    • ☆⌒(≧▽ ° )
  • so you talk to him for a bit
  • then you suddenly feel an arm around your shoulder
  • and Yoosung is just giving Zen this look like hahaha stop looking at her or I’ll pluck out those pretty eyes of yours (⊙ ‿ ⊙)
  • when Zen backs off and leaves you two alone
  • Yoosung is proud of himself for a second but IMMEDIATELY takes his arm off of you 
  • when you look at him all confused his face is red as a tomato
  • “I-I’m sorry MC for touching you! I-I di-didn’t realize it until after he left. You just–”
  • boy is a big bag of sweetness
  • precious bean
  • after managing to calm down a bit he just holds your hand and silently gives you compliments
  • when no one was looking he kisses your shoulder  (°ㅂ°* )

Jaehee

  • this gelato had a lot of work to do before the trip so she planned everything out
  • both of you didn’t have anytime changing before hand so you decided to change at the beach
  • she didn’t get a chance to see the swimsuit you packed
    • even though she wanted to see it ;^;
  • once Jaehee was done changing, she came out of the bathroom in a blue and white long sleeve and blue shorts
    • she preferred more modest swimwear
  • you were having difficulties getting yours on and insisted you would be fine
  • so she waited outside for you because she is sweet and amazing Jaehee
  • to pass the time she was on her phone to answer a few messages from the rest of the RFA
  • “Alright, how do I look?”
  • Jaehee looks away from her phone and sees you in her high-waisted black shorts and red top
  • w(°o°)w
  • it kind of startled her a bit, almost dropped her phone
  • “You look cute.”
  • (ノ*°▽°*) you just got butterflies in your stomach when she said that
  • the rest of the day you can’t stop smiling and she can’t stop smiling when she looks at you

Zen

  • when you heard you were going on a beach trip you were all hype
  • the only exception was your swimwear
  • unfortunately, you ruined your favorite bikini bottom with the sunflowers on it after your period came early that month
  • now you were shopping for a new bikini 
    • that marshmallow wanted to help you but you were insistent it would be a surprise ( ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ)
  • then came the day of the trip
  • he didn’t get to see it the morning you two left because you slipped on a hoodie and shorts
  • after getting there, setting up your blanket and parasol (because Zen’s precious porcelain skin must be protected at all costs)
  • you finally took off your hoodie and shorts when got too hot
  • and holy shit Zen couldn’t take his eyes off of the orange wrap bikini you wore
    • thAT’S SOME GOOD SHIT RIGHT THERE
    • THE BEAST IS UNLEASHED
  • you kept teasing him the more you caught him staring at you
    • obviously not ashamed to flirt with you in front of the RFA
  • he gets conflicted because he wants everyone to see you and be amazed by your beauty and majesty
    • but at the same time he doesn’t want anyone to look at you because you’re HIS boo
  • gets testy when he sees anyone even GLANCE towards you
    • dogs Jumin no matter what
    • Z: “Stop looking at her you beast!”
    • J: “I’m not even looking at her, I’m reading this book.”
    • “That’s what they ALL SAY!”

Jumin

  • this donut was looking for swimwear for you the instant an RFA beach trip was planned
  • but you were insistent you had one and it was your favorite
  • “Do I get to see it?”
  • “Of course…later.” 
  • ( ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ) you cheeky thing you
  • unfortunately, when you went to go pull it out you forgot the last time at the beach when the strap broke and your boob almost popped out
  • so you decided to go for your backup swimsuit
    • over it, you wore a zip up jacket with some shorts
  • Jumin has asked about it in the car again
  • and at that point, you were getting a little anxious being in your swimsuit so you just smiled and hoped for the best
  • you stayed in your jacket and shorts for a while, even though it was getting hot
  • you reached your breaking point and when the donut left to go to the bathroom you took off your jacket and shorts and hot damn did that feel better
  • he approached you but froze when he saw you in your black one piece with cat face on it
    • and it was strapless!!! where’s all the support go!?
  • when you see he’s there you just get embarrassed and all red
  • But he just sat next to you with a smile and said “It was worth the wait”
  • (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) oh boy it got hotter in here
  • if anyone even looks your way, he just shoots them this death glare
  • this donut just hangs around you the rest of the day looking at you so adoringly ^^

707

  • this jellybean knew what you were going to wear because both of you chose matching swimsuits
    • sky blue with pink flamingos on it ^^
    • perfect for the oddballs you two are
  • it was practically all you two talked about on the messenger
  • Saeren had to mute his damn phone
  • when you two got there he was sure floored by how stunning you looked in it
    • wooooooooooo~
  • would put his hand or arm on you any chance he got
    • “Oh no MC you have some sand on your shoulder, let me get that for you”
  • while you were sitting in the sand chatting with Yoosung and Jaehee, he was trying to toss sea shells into your top
    • and after much trial and error, he managed to get one in
    • you were annoyed at first but damn he got it straight in there, you had to give him credit for that
  • he didn’t really care that much when other guys were looking at you
  • because he knew he was your number one everything 
  • but let’s not talk about that
  • let’s talk about how you reacted when you saw Seven because it was the first time you saw him shirtless and YOU were floored with how ripped he was
  • he eats like 20 bags HB chips a day, where does it all go???

V 

  • a great way to spend your day was with the people you care about at a beach
  • besides, SOMEONE had to take the pictures
  • not everyone was there yet ;-;
  • you had informed the chat that you were going to be running a bit late
    • he was just a bit disappointed but he’s a sweetheart and understands that you’re human and has a schedule of your own
  • either way, V was taking pics of the RFA enjoying their time or just stills of the ocean or the sky
  • you finally arrived at the beach
    • finding a guy with ice blue hair was easy to spot
  • but he looked kind of busy taking a picture so you quietly approached and sat down on the blanket next to him
  • after he took a picture he heard you ask what he was taking a picture of
  • he got spook a bit 
  • but when he looked your way he could see through his good eye your high-waisted royal blue bikini with images of white flowers and lace accents
    • (//ω//)
  • this sweetheart tries to play it cool and chat with you
  • but you can see he has a light blush across his cheeks
    • from the heat or the conversation???
  • doesn’t want to be creepy so he makes sure to only take pictures of you if you were with one or more people
  • after hanging out in the ocean, you went back to V’s blanket where you took a nap
  • didn’t realize he had a crush on you until you were laying there beside him ^^

Unknown 

  • doesn’t want to go to the stupid RFA beach thing
    • would rather be at home napping
  • but when he hears you’re going, he SUDDENLY has a change of heart
    • S: “The beach is stupid. Why would I go just to see my skin burn to a crisp?”
    • 7: “There’s going to be ice cream!”
    • “I can have ice cream here.”
    • “MC is going to be there ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”
    • “…do you have an extra pair of swim trunks…?”
  • ice cream AND you???
  • that sounds like a dream!
  • when the twins show up at the beach, the RFA greets him
  • why do you got to be all cute in your pink floral dress???
    • why are you even wearing a dress to a damn beach???
  • he tries to be normal by hanging in the ocean or looking for seashells with Yoosung and Seven
  • he gets tired and sits down under the umbrella with you
  • eventually you bring him back ice cream
  • while you two were enjoying your treats, he notices some ice cream got on your dress!
  • when he points it out you just kind of shrugged it off 
    • luckily you had your bathing suit underneath
  • you ask him to hold onto your ice cream then you start to take off your dress!!!
    • gumdrop is screaming internally
    • w-what is she doing omg  (* ゚ ii ゚ )
  • doesn’t calm down when now all you’re wearing is your peach bikini top and shorts
  • you take your ice cream back and continue to eat it
  • boy is having an existential crisis holy shit
    • meanwhile you were screaming inside because you never expected to do something so bold
  • you’re killing this gumdrop slowly
  • finally he kind of just mutters, “Y-you look pretty…”
  • no chance you didn’t hear that perfectly so you just say, “Thanks…you look cute today”
  • omg this got out of hand but both of you were just blushing beans the rest of the day
Make You Feel (Pietro Maximoff x Reader)

Prompt/Summary: You convince Pietro to smoke weed with you. Smut will occur, beautiful, beautiful, stoned smut.

Based on the song Make You Feel by Alina Baraz (which sounds amazing stoned, I highly recommend it for smoking playlists)

Warnings: 18+, Drug use (smoking pot), UNPROTECTED SEXY SEX

Word Count:  2171 (Oops haha)

IMPORTANT NOTES: This DOES include smoking pot, so please don’t bitch at me about weed, I am very pot friendly, and an avid smoker myself. So, I thought this would be interesting because smoking weed makes we wanna fuck someone. So, if you aren’t a weed fan, I respect that and please move along. Thank you so much, NOW ONTO THE GOOD STUFF

 This is my first Pietro, so be nice por favor <3


“I’m not sure about this Y/N.” You grabbed the handle to your door, pushing it open. A reluctant Pietro following behind. You closed and locked the door before turning back to the blonde in a blue t shirt.

“Hey, do you trust me?” You walked towards your best friend, crossing your arms.

“Da.”

“You’ll be fine. Come on.” You grabbed Pietro by the arm and lead him towards your balcony. You were a college student at NYU, and for credits, you were interning at Stark Enterprise, specifically Tony’s office assistant. When you mentioned how annoyed you were with your roommate and everything to do with dorms, Tony being the sweetheart he was, offered to let you stay in the tower, which meant living with the FUCKING AVENGERS. You had become close with Steve and Wanda, but shared a very similar sense of humor with Pietro, making you two extremely close. You hung out whenever he wasn’t on missions or you at school or in the office.

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Make Me Not Quit

 Ahem…Well JungKook’s lastest airport fashion

… just put me through pain. 

And by that I mean … SMUT on the way.

I just decided to combine these two requests as they fit what I have in mind.

I love Ur writing so much can I request a Jungkook smut the sex in car thing when we are traveling from Seoul to busan

hiii! can I request a smut scenario based off of Ariana’s song every day w/ rapmon or jungkook 

So I hope its ok and you guys enjoy it.

(If you want you can enjoy the song too)

Dirty Talk, Thigh Riding Smuttish Something

JungKook… Your heaven and hell… Your cute yet way too stubborn boyfriend. He was away for concert and it has been two weeks. He should have been back that day but you missed him so bad.

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Late. [Bucky x Reader]

summary: bucky’s late to everything and maybe you’re starting to feel like he has no time for you anyways. (very) loosely based on Cleopatra by The Lumineers and look i strayed vv off point.

warnings: death, funeral. pre war bucky? 1940s bucky? people being late? shitty writing?

a/n: this is literally one of the weirdest things i’ve written and it’s been edited so many times pls tell me if it’s okay


“Y/N where are you going?” The voice didn’t even make you jump, It was always calming, always so soothing to you.

“Home,” you answered stoically, turning your head around after your short answer to leave.

“Do you want me to come with you?” he asked in vain, watching as your jaw clenched tightly.

“No. Just leave me alone.” You didn’t even turn to give you another look, leaving him in the dust again. The dull ache in his heart magnified significantly, the burn of embarrassment and helplessness consuming him whole.

How had it gotten to this point?

“I’m not leaving you alone. Not in this state,” he blurted out, propelling his feet to follow you. “You’re not going to be alone.”

Your head turned to give him a steely look, one which would rip the light from the beautiful night sky, freeze the crystal clear lake. But it didn’t deter him.

“I don’t need you.” It shattered his heart; it really did. But it was something he unfortunately he deserved.

“You don’t have to. But you need someone to talk to, and I’m here.” He smiled painfully, taking your hand.

It was like a blow to him personally when you let go of it not even a few seconds later.

How did it get to this point?

The world suddenly seemed a little darker, a little colder. His smile dropped bitterly, looking down as he pinched his lips together in a straight line.

“I don’t need anybody,” you spoke harshly before walking away faster than before, leaving him to stare after your disappearing silhouette.

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anonymous asked:

Can I request for MC who have no sense of direction, wondering the rfa plus saeran reaction when they found out MC get lost on their date? Thank you :D

i love this bc omg!!!!! lol sorry, only jumin is date thingy (i wrote it on my phone), i hope you like it anyways <3 <3

jumin

-you two were supposed to meet at this very fancy resturant, and even tho jumin had tried persuading you to let him send his limo, you had refused. it was just around the cornor after all

-you agreed to be there 18:30/ 6:30

-you leave in very good time, half an hour before. when it really only a five minute walk

-so 10 mintues passes and you figure you’re just walking really slow

-but then 20 minutes passes, and you’re pretty sure you’ve passed that sign before

-ain’t no problem you think. still have plenty of time.

-jumin calls you at 19:00/ 07:00 bc where tf are you? are you okay? did you forget?

-so now you have to tell him how you somehow got lost and have no idea where tf you are.

-you read the street sign aloud for him…and it’s literally only 1 block away from the resturant

-after that, jumin never lets you walk anywhere alone again


zen

-“babe, i forgot the lunch you made me, do you mind bringing it with you?”

-zen had to meet early that day, while your work hours were still the same (being his manager and all)

-it should be an easy walk, you had walked it countless times with zen. everyday for about 8 months now. you’ve never walked it alone tho

-you were definetly going the right way, there was the cute little vintage shop! and the florist!

-you didn’t remeber it being so long tho, guess time passed quick when you were with zen!

-your phone rings in your pocket, and you’re met with a very worried zen

-“babe where are you? are you okay? you left an hour ago, right? it’s only a 20 minute walk?

-“im on my way?? i think?? its only 20 minutes? uuuh”

-zen just snorts at that and asks you to send him your cordinates via google maps.

-comes pick you up on his bike and is bewildered about how tf you managed to go in the opposite direction???


yoosung

-is suprisingly good at finding his way, and is often the one leading the way whenever y'all get together and has to find some specific cafe

-(probs a fucking cat cafe, by jumins and sevens request. when zen sees he just turns on his heel and is gone withing 0.02 secs)

-ok but you are at disneyworld together and you two got seperated in the crowd

-and so you decide to meet by cinderellas castle

-except yoosung has been waiting for an hour now

-you call him and admit you have no idea where tf you are

-he’s asking what you see around you, and so you describe it to him and he just about dies of laughter

-you’ve somehow managed to walk around the castle, different route each time, about 20 times.

-it honestly makes him a bit happy that he’s the one to lead you around.


jaehee

-same

-imagine her getting lost in the c&r building, so that jumin has to send bodyguards with her to prevent it lmfao

-you two NEVER get anywhere on time because of that

-it has been numorous times that you two have had a cinema date or dinner plans and you had cancel

-tho jaehee will never admit when you two are lost, and you’re the one who has to put your pride aside and get either seven or jumin’s peeps to come get you

-jaehee gets kinda grumpy everytime, but it’s nothing kisses and tickling can’t solve and her trying not to smile or laugh is the most adorable thing ever

-watching zens musicals at home and cuddling isn’t half bad either

-everytime you have to go to rfa meetings, seven or jumin (s drivers) will come pick you both up.


707

-soo you two are out stargazing on some hill, and you thought you’d get more blankets from the car

-after 10 minutes seven was like?? the car is just behind that tree

-you’re not by the car? so maybe you went to do ya thing

-he waits by the car but after 5 minutes his phone lights up with the name “bae♡♡♡”

-“seven? where are you??? i think im lost??”

-he checks your phones location trough screams of hysterical laughter
-it doesen’t help that you’re close to tears when he finds you.

- he’s trying his very best at comforting you, but everytime he thinks about how you got lost it send him into another fit

-you have to drive home because it would be very unsafe to let seven drive at his hysterical state

-he builds a gps in your robot cat and have you take it everywhere with you

-“seven! care to explain why the fuck the cat splurted water in a guys face when he asked for my number???”


saeran

-WHAT IF YOU GOT LOST IN THE PROLOUGE WHERE HE SENDS YOU THE ADRESS IM CRYING

-“is there a lock on the door?”

-“which fucking door this is the middle of a forest?

-ok ok happy after ending sae is ths best sae

-finds out when you want to go to a ice cream parlor with him, and he lets you lead the way because you’re so excited

-but then you lead him in the wrong direction and he doesen’t have the heart to tell you right away

-so you both end up taking a detour, saeran gently nudging you in the right direction

-your proud expression when you find it makes it worth it tho

-insists on going everywhere with you after that.


V

-took you on a shoot once

-you trailed right behind him but still somehow managed to get lost

-he only lets you come with him on shoots after that, if you hold his hand the entire time or if your otherwise bound together

-honestly thinks it’s the cutest thing ever, and you look like a little duckling trailing behind him

-which results in lots of pictures of you and helluva lot of kisses
Chat afsluttet

A Wild Night in Vegas -- Part 8

Well here you are my darlings! This isn’t the end of the Vegas AU, but probably one of the last you’ll get for a little while. My plot monster @outlandishchridhe has been an amazing partner to write with and I look forward to where this story takes us! A very special thanks to @shortiemcbealle for her amazing ideas that we got to incorporate into this chapter.

Thank you all SO SO much for your support and encouragement for this story.

Catch up on previous chapters HERE or on my Master List HERE


Claire was still in complete and utter shock. Jamie had embraced her, dropping the small stick to the floor and lifting her off her feet. She couldn’t tell if the noises they were making were laughter or tears, but they were joyful nonetheless.

She had followed him out into the kitchen, perching on a stool to watch him put together supper for them. It could have been minutes or hours later when Claire came to, a delicious looking meal of chicken and rice with a salad placed in front of her by Jamie.

“Are ye alright, Sassenach?” he questioned her softly, taking care not to spook her. “Ye’ve been verra quiet.”

“I’m fine,” she replied, looking off into the distance. “I know that I had thought that I was, but it…it feels different now. Knowing.”

“Is it what ye want?”

She startled and looked directly at him for the first time since they’d left the bathroom, a masked look of anxiety coloring his features.

“Yes! I promise it is! It just feels so surreal that it’s thrown me off kilter a bit. I’m not having any kind of second thoughts.”

“That’s good. Ye didna have much for breakfast, so eat up.”

With her hand over her stomach, she wondered for a moment if the test had been a false positive.

“I will in a moment. I’ll be right back. Go ahead and start eating. I’ll just be a moment.”

After a quick kiss on his cheek, she slipped into the bathroom again and looked at the box of pregnancy tests. There were four more in the box. If she took them at intervals, it would give her the best result, right? Hoping Jamie wouldn’t notice how long she was gone, she took the second test and waited. A mix of relief and fear twisted in her gut: PREGNANT.

While she washed her hands, her heart began to race. Two tests could be false positives, couldn’t they? Unlikely, but still possible.

Jamie was scrolling through something on his phone when she returned to the table. Glancing up at her, he smiled.

“Everything alright?”

“Yes, I’m just fine. We,” she put her hand over her stomach. “We’re both fine. Just had to pee. Again. Too much water.”

His eyes narrowed at her for a moment before he nodded, trying hard not to let a smile escape his lips.

“Good. Can ye eat now?”

They sat and had their dinner quietly, her mind whirling with possibilities. What would she do? Between work and school, her life was already busy. And now to add a newborn to that?

“Are you sure we can do this?” she asked, watching him clean the dishes. “Have a baby, I mean.”

“I think that ship’s already sailed, Sassenach. And I seem to recall telling ye that I’d be by your side every step of the way. What’s to do next then?”

“I’ll need to call my doctor and get an exam done. They’ll give me a test to confirm the pregnancy and then we’ll start the process of check ups and all that.”

Jamie nodded, eyes distracted.

“Ye’ll tell me when yer appointments are? I’ll no’… I don’t want ye to go alone. I want to come wi’ ye too. I want… to see the bairn. If ye dinna mind,” he said, looking down quickly as his face and ears turned pink.

“Of course.” He looked up to see a large smile gracing her beautiful face. “I’ll call first thing in the morning.”

Going to bed that night was comfortable. They moved around each other easily, neither feeling shy anymore. Jamie gathered her into his arms, one hand resting on her stomach again, attracted to it like a magnet.

“Sassenach, I’ve something I’d like ye to think about.”

“What is it?”

“Ye dinna need to give an answer right now, just give yourself time to think it over. But… If ye think ye wouldna be opposed to it, perhaps we might no’ annul our marriage. But I’ll leave it to you to decide. Just think about it for a time, aye?”

She nodded and laid her head back down on his chest, content. Around midnight, Claire extricated herself from Jamie and went to try another of the home tests. As she waited for this one to reveal it’s answer, her mind began to wander. Did she expect a different result? Did she want a different result? If it did come back negative, would she believe it? She had two previous tests that were positive. When her phone’s timer vibrated quietly, she turned the stick over.

PREGNANT

Tossing it into the small bin Jamie had for a trash can, Claire sighed and slid back into bed. Jamie flinched as her cold feet moved between his, but he drew her close in his sleep. Without thinking, she reached up and brushed his hair behind his ear. That heartbreakingly soft smile pulled at his lips before sliding away again.

“You do break my heart with loving you,” she whispered before laying back down and going to sleep.

In the morning, while Jamie made another impressive breakfast, Claire stood in the bathroom and stared at her reflection.

“You’re being ridiculous. You don’t need to take those last two tests,” she told her reflection, sternly. She sighed and eyed the box. “But, I suppose if I’m in for a penny…”

When the time was up, she turned both the sticks over simultaneously. They both read the same result: PREGNANT.

Feeling relieved and fairly certain that all 5 tests couldn’t possibly be wrong, she called her OB/GYN. She answered their questions and made an appointment for later that afternoon as they’d had a cancellation.

###

The drive to her doctor’s office was quiet, both of them still fraught with nerves.

“We’re here, Sassenach,” Jamie said, startling Claire from her thoughts. She looked over to him and he grabbed her hand. “It’s going to be alright.”

“I know. I’m just nervous.” She tried to smile at him reassuringly, but wasn’t sure it came across more as a grimace.

“Aye, well then. Let’s go.”

Sitting in the waiting room brought on more anxiety. There were a few women in there, all very clearly pregnant. Claire’s hand drifted unconsciously to her abdomen, rubbing small circles. Jamie held her other hand in his, his grasp reassuringly strong.

“Claire Beauchamp!”

She jumped and abruptly stood, pulling Jamie with her, and they followed the nurse back into the office. Claire provided them samples to test for pregnancy again and then was put into a room.

“Go ahead and put the gown on and the doctor will be in once she’s seen the results,” the nurse said, smiling at the couple.

She knew it had only been about 20 minutes, but it felt like a lifetime.

“Relax, mo chridhe,” Jamie soothed, rubbing her leg softly.

A sharp knock echoed from the door and the doctor walked in.

“Well, hello there Miss Beauchamp,” the doctor said to her, smiling. “Tell me why you’re here today.”

“Well, I-I think I’m pregnant,” Claire replied, blushing.

The doctor looked up and had a flicker of surprise cross her face at seeing Jamie sitting next to Claire, but she refocused on Claire almost at once.

“And it says here that you took…5 at home tests?”

“Um, yes.” The flush crept farther up her cheeks, a even darker shade of red forming there. “I wanted to be sure.”

“Don’t worry, it’s quite normal for expectant mother’s to do that,” the doctor stated with a smile. “So, let’s get down to it then, shall we? Your test results came back in and both your blood and urine samples show that you are, probably, pregnant. We need to do the ultrasound to confirm it, but everything is pointing to yes.”

Jamie’s sharp intake of breath caused Claire to turn her attention from the doctor to him. His wide grin was answered by her own and she could have sworn she heard him whisper ‘Thank God’ before he stood to hug her.

“By the date that you told us, it would appear you’re probably about 10 weeks or so along, but we’ll do the ultrasound to check and see if our due date matches with how big baby is. I’ll give you two a few minutes and then we’ll come in and get started.”

Claire’s face was still buried in Jamie’s neck.

“Thank you,” she answered, attempting to hold back tears.

As the door closed, Jamie pulled Claire’s face to look up at his.

“Ye took all the tests in the box?” he joked, light shining in his eyes.

“Don’t you make fun of me, James Fraser,” she pouted. He laughed again and kissed her pursed lips, feeling a smile return to them.

They didn’t have to wait long for the ultrasound. The warning of This will be cold! didn’t really give Claire any time to get ready before the jelly was applied to her abdomen. They both sat, mesmerized by the screen, but unsure of what they were seeing. It all just looked like a fuzzy TV channel.

Suddenly, a small, throbbing sound emanated from the machine.

“Oh, there you are!” the tech said, triumphantly, as a small form appeared on the screen. “There’s your baby!”

Claire’s vision blurred and she realized that the throbbing sound was that of her baby’s heart. She turned to face Jamie and saw that his mouth was slightly open and tears were in his eyes as well.

“Is that -” he choked out, then cleared his throat to try again. “That sound. Is it…?”

“That’s your baby’s heartbeat!” the tech responded, smiling widely at them. “Sounds good and strong too. Would you like a print out to take with you?”

###

They sat together in their living room, staring at the small, black and white printout of their ultrasound.

“I canna believe it,” Jamie said in wonder, fingertips just brushing over the top of the picture.

“I can’t either. It’s amazing. It’s so small.”

He turned to face her, full to bursting with pride and happiness.

“I found it amusin’ that your doctor, she looked a wee bit surprised to see me. But then, I suppose that many women, especially here, end up at those kind of appointments by themselves.”

“I don’t think it was just that, actually.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, she’s actually seen Frank before. Met him once as well. She’s been my doctor since I moved here.”

A sickening thought formed in Jamie’s mind.

“Claire, I have something I need to ask ye.”

She started at his abrupt change in demeanor and felt her whole body stiffen with anxiety.

“Yes?”

“Is there…any possibility that this bairn…that he isna mine?”

“What?! Jamie, I wouldn’t lie to you about something like this.”

“And I dinna think ye are. I’m only askin’ ye to think back and see. Could this bairn no’ be Frank’s?”

“Oh, um, no actually.” She gave a rueful chuckle that made him simultaneously relieved and worried. “Not only had Frank and I not been having sex in the couple weeks prior to my ‘discovery’ in his office, remember what he said, about me not making the time or effort? Well, I had a pregnancy scare a little over a year ago now, but it turned out on that occasion that I was wrong. We also found out that Frank can’t have children. I believe the phrasing the doctor used was that he was ‘shooting blanks.’ Rather unorthodox way of telling someone that sort of news but anyway. So, yes, Jamie. I know this baby is yours. I haven’t made it a habit of running about sleeping with other people.”

She said the last part with a tone full of distaste, her eyes hardening as she remembered that day she had walked into Frank’s office, so naive and unknowing. Though she really couldn’t be bitter about it now, not when that discovery had brought her to where she was now.

“I dinna want ye to think I asked solely for my own sake. I wanted you to be sure as well. It didna occur to me until just now, when you mentioned him. I’ve never been happier, Claire, and it still wouldna change anything.”

“I don’t think much now could change things,” Claire replied softly, leaning into his side. “It’s alright, Jamie. I’m not angry. You couldn’t have known about it. But I’m pretty sure that’s why she looked at you like that. She would have known I couldn’t have children with Frank.”

A short while later, he felt Claire breathe deeply and then falter, as if she wanted to say something, but needed to work up the nerve.

“It’s a little scary, don’t you think?” she asked, voice small.

“Aye. Terrifying. But dinna be afraid, mo nighean donn. What we dinna ken about this, we’ll learn. Together.”

She tilted her head up towards his and reached for a kiss.

His eyes shone with joy, his face in a permanent grin.

“Now that we know for sure that I’m really pregnant, I think I might need to find new work.”

“Aye, I think so too. I dinna want those rowdy men starin’ at ye.”

She smiled a little but shook her head.

“No, it’s not that. Or not only that, at least. But it won’t be healthy for us, me and the baby. Not with all the cigarette smoke inside the bar. I won’t put our child at risk.”

His mouth was suddenly on hers, fingers sliding into her hair.

“What was that?” she asked when he released her.

“Sorry, Sassenach,” he said with a sheepish smile. “I only like the way it sounds when ye say ‘our child’.”

“Well it is ours. Yours and mine.” Her hands spread over her womb and she smiled. “Our little peanut.”

“I dinna want ye to worry overmuch about a new job, aye? Ye’ve got enough going on.”

Snuggling up into his side again, she sighed and relaxed.

###

Claire’s job at the bar had ended shortly after their first ultrasound and she’d been hunting for a new one relentlessly. The difficulty was finding something that would allow her to finish her schooling and that wouldn’t be too much for the baby.

Every time he thought about her pregnancy, he smiled. The lads at work were giving him a hard time about it since he’d put a copy of the ultrasound in his locker. He came home one night to see her at her desk, glaring at her computer.

“My mam always said if ye frowned at somethin’ too long, yer face would be stuck like that,” he said, hanging his keys on their hook.

“Oh! God, is it that time? I completely forgot about dinner, I’m so sorry Jamie.”

“Dinna fash. We’ll order something in. Tomorrow’s my day off, so I thought I’d take ye out for a nice date.”

She closed her computer and stretched. He wrapped her in his arms and hugged her close. Even if he lived forever, he would never tire of holding her.

“That sounds lovely. I think I’m beginning to go cross-eyed from filling out job applications all day.”

“Aye, and I dinna want ye to put the bairn at risk by working too much. So tomorrow we’ll just have a nice day. Now. What are ye in the mood for?”

“I picked dinner last week.”

After a soft kiss on her forehead, he went to the menus he kept in a drawer.

“Aye, but I’m no’ the one that’s pregnant.”

“You spoil me.”

“That’s my job, Sassenach.”

The next morning, Jamie drove them out to Springs Preserve. Claire’s mouth fell open as they parked, her eyes alight with excitement.

“Oh Jamie! I had no idea this was out here!”

“Aye, it’s no’ what ye’d expect in Las Vegas. It’s a nice place to get away from the city. Fresh air, aye?” One arm went around her waist while his other hand rubbed her stomach gently. “Good for you and the bairn.”

“Is that all you think about these days?” she said with a laugh as they headed into the botanical garden. “The baby.”

He smirked.

“No’ all I think about, no. But I think of it quite a bit.”

As they began exploring, Claire surprised him. She knew what the plants were before he’d finished reading their name card. More than that, she began explaining what they were good for and what they had been used for. She was a fount of knowledge about almost everything they walked by. An idea began niggling in the back of his mind as he watched her joy at being around these plants.

“I could kill for some chips,” she said, eyeing the cafe.

“Weel then let’s get ye some chips.”

She began digging into her plate and he smiled at her.

“Sassenach, I ken you’re still lookin’ for work, but I had an idea.”

“Oh?”

“What if ye applied to work here? Like I said the clean air would be good for the bairn. But ye seem happy here, ye enjoy being around living and growing things.”

For a few moments, he watched the thoughts form on her face.

“You know, that’s a great idea, Jamie.”

“I’ve been known to have them from time to time.”

She gave him a flat, though amused, look.

“I’ll have to see if I can speak to someone about an application. It would be nice to have regular hours like a normal person.”

“Aye, it would. And it would make me feel better too. I ken ye’d be safer out here.”

Jamie paid for their lunch and they went off to find someone who worked at the gardens. Once they learned the application was on the website, like everything was these days, they decided to go home.

It was the first time in days that Claire had felt hopeful about finding work, especially when it was something that she loved. As they snuggled into bed that night, whispering words of love to each other, she sighed contentedly. This was the happiest she’d ever been, and she couldn’t wait to see what their future held now.

ASSistant (pt 1/?)

pt one of a new fic lol

pairing: lin x reader

warnings: swearing, suggestive stuff

word count: 1,033

a/n: lemme know what u think xo



You shouldn’t have gone out with the girls last night. If your hangover wasn’t enough, you were running late. You practically ran to the theater, nearly making yourself sick when you checked the time.

“Y/N! There you are - is everything alright?” Lin was waiting at the front door with a cup of coffee.

“I’m so sorry,” you gushed, “I over slept and then my skirt ripped and -”
“Y/N,” he laughed, “It’s okay. We’re all allowed to be late.” After a beat, he added, “Once.”

You let out a breathy laugh, gratefully accepting the coffee in his hands, “Lin, I’m you’re assistant. I’m supposed to be getting you coffee.”

Lin only laughed, “Please. You cover my ass day in and day out, coffee is the least I can do.” You nodded feebly, pulling your iPad out of your bag.

“Besides, you look like you had a rough morning.”

Your face twisted in confusion.

A smirk riddled his face, “You shirt is on inside out.”

You gasped, running into the nearest bathroom to switch your blouse over. When you walked out, Lin was leaning on a wall. Hoping to avoid embarrassment, you immediately started on his week.

“So you have a meeting tonight with Karen, and then tomorrow you’re on with Fallon. Lin?” He wasn’t listening, rather, he was staring at one of the dancers.

Scoffing, you rolled your eyes, “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

Lin snapped out of it, turning quickly to see you, “Someone’s got a bite today.”

You shrugged, “Come on, you’ve got two shows today. Go get ready.”

You walked in his dressing room, knocking as you opened the door. You had to drop off some papers and his outfit for the Late Night show tomorrow.

“I could’ve been naked.”

“Thank God you weren’t.”

“Yeah, 20 minutes doesn’t give us enough time anyways,” he smirked.

You let out a laugh, “Is everything that comes out of your mouth suggestive?”
“Depends, what are you suggesting?” He toyed.

You ignored it this time, “I need you to sign this,” you said, throwing a packet on his makeup counter. You hung the blue suit up on his door before turning on your heel to leave.

“Why are you giving me the suit now? The show isn’t until tomorrow.”

You shrugged, “I’m not gonna be there tomorrow. I have a date.”

“A date? With -”

None of your business.”

“Don’t fuck on the first date!” He yelled as you shut the door, rolling your eyes as you did so. You were always rolling your eyes around him. God, he was annoying.


The date went well. Really well, actually. So when you went back to the theater Tuesday, you were wearing the same shirt you did on your date.

“How was the date?” Lin said, rushing to your side the second you walking through the doors.

“Fine, thanks.”

“That’s it! I want to hear about this prick,” he teased.

“I don’t date pricks. I leave those for you.”

“I do not date pricks -”

Emily.” You fought back, your voice drenched in sarcasm. Lin laughed for a second before nodding.

“Did you like him?” He asked, this time less pushy.

You nodded, “He was very nice.”

“That all?”

You bit your lip to hide your smile. Unfortunately for you, Lin instantly caught it.

“Go, Y/L/N! I didn’t think you had it in you,” his words were light hearted, but he felt something inside him stir regardless. Immediately, he brushed this aside.


The show that day went off without a hitch. Every scene seemed to go perfectly, every song seamless; even the orchestra sounded better than usual. As a result, you weren’t surprised when the cast decided to go out for drinks.

Politely declining, you explained to Pippa that you had some work to finish up. Then again, when didn’t you have work to finish.

You heard a knock on your office door around two in the morning. Running your hand over your face, you called out, “Come in!”

To your surprise, Lin was waiting on the other side of the door.

“Hey,” he said softly.

You offered a half smile, looking down at your paper one last time before pulling your stray hair into a pony tail. You had to look twice at him, rubbing the tired out from under your glasses.

Your brows knit together at the sight of his sullen state, “Why aren’t you out with the rest of the cast?” Lin didn’t even look a little buzzed, let alone drunk. He shrugged.

“Just wasn’t feeling it,” you saw right through his lie. You were about to come back with some witty remark about Lin always wanting alcohol, but the way his eyes looked made your heart fall a little.

“I’m just finishing up some work,” you said, looking back to him, “We could go get a cup of coffee.”

His eyes went bright again before offering a small nod.

“Okay, good. Um, yeah. Give me fifteen minutes and we can go, yeah?”

He nodded again, taking a seat on the couch along the wall. You could barely focus on the paperwork with his eyes on you. As his assistant, it was your job to make sure things went smoothly for him. What caused this hiccup?

At the coffee shop, he was quiet. If he wanted to tell you, he would. So you filled the silent void with stories of your mother, from high school, and even your date. Around six in the morning, he eyes left yours and fell to the window behind you.

“What?” You tried, turning around. Then you saw it: the sun was rising, coloring the sky different hues of red.

You smiled a little, turning back to see him. All you wanted to know was what he was thinking at that moment.

He stood up, offering a hand to you, leading you outside to watch the rest of the sunrise. You shivered a little at the cool air. Immediately, Lin took off his jacket and gave it to you. As he watched the sun go up, you saw his smile grow, like he was relaxing.

And that smile? It warmed you in ways his jacket couldn’t.

Her Instinct/Imagine Jared Leto is Your Best Friend’s Dad - Chapter 11

Chapter 11 - Homecoming

This chapter was inspired by the song Side to Side by Ariana Grande. Feel free to listen as you read!

Sleep was useless. I was completely restless with thoughts of Mr. Leto crowding my mind: his smoldering eyes as he fumed at me, his crafty hands as they slid across my hips, and his breath against my face….ugh, I couldn’t seem to stop! I just wanted his hands on me, to feel his touch. I missed his kiss against my lips, my neck, my body. I craved him; no, I needed him.

I tossed and turned in the bed, ending in a twisted position on my back. It pained me that this torture was all my fault, too. I stared at the ceiling of my room, blackened by the blanket of darkness. I tried not to make too much noise to wake Allegra up. I could barely maker her outline in the nighttime. She seemed to be sleeping who was peacefully on the air mattress across from me.

I pressed my eyes shut, trying to force sleep to overcome me. Soon, my thoughts drifted to him wishing he was here, just 2 blocks down on Mayfield Street. I drifted into a dreamlike fantasy of sneaking out and going to see him. He’d open the door, no words between us, just impassioned silence. He’d pull me close to him, his scent hypnotizing me as he quickly leads me to his room with our clothes in their respective locations on his bedroom floor. He’d sit me on his lap as he hands roamed my body. His kisses transition form warm to gentle, then rough as he slowly makes his way down my body.

“Kerri..” he’d whisper in my ear. “Kerri….” Over and over…as we let our emotions solely control our actions…

“Kerri!” Allegra whispered urgently, shaking my shoulder.

Even in my fantasies Allegra always manages to get in the way. Can I at least get a break in my own mind?

“Kerri, are you okay? You’re sweating!” she touched my forehead.

“What?” I asked half sleep in disbelief. I try to pull the damp clothes away from my body. Well, the sweat explains a lot considering my dreamful fantasy, but this is bad.

“You think it’s a fever?” She asked worriedly.

“No way!” I yelled. My defense sounding a little too strong. “I just had a…nightmare, that’s all.” I replied softly.

“Let me get you some water and you can tell me all about your nightmare when I get back,” she said as she ran out the room to the kitchen.

Just when I thought this night couldn’t get any worse. Now I have to make up some ridiculous nightmare with whatever little focus I had left. Oh yeah, and at 2:00am. Here goes nothing…

Allegra walked back home to meet her dad when he returned home. Apparently he had an immediate meeting once he returned home. Too bad for me. I desperately wanted to see him.

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On Sunday, my mom, brother and I were in Home Depot searching for this ridiculously hard to find floodlight. We were completely lost or at least that’s what my mom didn’t want to admit.

“Mr. Leto!” Nico squealed as he ran over to him.

It was like the heavens heard my cry. This was just what I wanted.

He ran toward Nico wearing black jeans and a button-downed black top. He left the top three buttons opened, revealing his sweetly trimmed chest. He was smoking.

I dropped my jaw as I took him in. How can a man look this sexy shopping in Home Depot?

He greeted all of us as he walked Nico back to us. He glanced at me and kept his focus on my mom and tried to further button his t-shirt as he greeted her. 

There was no point, his chest was forever imprinted in my mind for other reasons.

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YOI - Barcelona

I know this has been done before, but I wanted to do it too. So here’s my pilgrimage to Barcelona. The trip was not without its hiccups, as you will see, but for the most part, I think I covered the hot spots: 

1. The hotel. By now, I think we all know which hotel they stayed at. Let’s start at the top. The pool had nice views at night, but was very cold.❄️☃️ I can only imagine what it was like in December. What were Viktor and Chris thinking???

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A/N: I’m doing that economical thing again but hey ho. This is solid proof that I need to get laid tbh. Very smutty. Mature content warnings apply.


You sucked your teeth idly as your gaze bored into the computer screen in front of you. Your office was quiet save for the sounds of typing and the occasional hushed cough. You reclined back into your uncomfortable office chair, as if waiting for something to happen to distract you before you submerged yourself in work again. 

Almost on cue your phone vibrated on the desk next to you, making you jump. You tilted your head to the side to read the message illuminated on the screen. Your chest fluttered slightly when you saw Elliot’s name. 

You coming over later?

The words were stark and you imagined them tumbling from Elliot’s lips suddenly if he were there in person. Another text came through. 

Missed you.

You’d been away for the last week visiting family and hadn’t had chance to see Elliot before heading back to work. It was very simplistic, but it made you smile nonetheless. Elliot very often tiptoed around you. He was ignorant to all of this when you first started this thing you had but he soon realised he couldn’t just demand your attention whenever he wanted it. Deep down you knew he could do exactly that. 

Something about the emotional undertone of his message stirred something within you. You imagined him whispering the words against your skin later on with his hands all over you, completely relaxed to your touch and heady with need. 

You snatched up the phone before your thoughts could run away any further and fired off a reply. 

I missed you too. And I’m going to show you just how much later.

It took Elliot a few minutes to reply. You wondered briefly if you’d flustered him but realised it took more than a little flirting over text to draw a reaction out of Elliot. Eventually your phone went off again.

What do you mean by that?

Did he want you to speculate? Or did he require clarification? You bit your lip as you typed and deleted and re-typed a response several times until you settled on one.

I’m pretty wound up after a week so I was hoping you could relieve me. You’re very good at that.

You drummed your fingers on the desk distractedly as you waited for a response. Your mind was intoxicated with thoughts of Elliot now. You imagined his full lips slack and his brow furrowed as his hips met against yours - you could almost feel the hard muscle of his thighs hitting against your ass. 

You jumped again when your phone vibrated this time, biting your lip as you checked the message tentatively. 

I’m at work so we shouldn’t…but I kind of like it. Can’t wait.

Ever the wordsmith, you thought as you held back a delirious laugh. You needed to rile him, in the same way he’d inadvertently done to you. You stood up from your desk, trying to ignore the slight tremor in your legs as you picked up your phone and made your way to the bathroom. 

Once inside the cubicle you paced for a few moments wondering if you should be doing this - it was undiscovered territory with Elliot but you didn’t want to turn down the opportunity to really rile him. 

You looked around the basic toilet cubicle - it was hardly the most alluring of spots but you had to make do with the limited privacy you had. You quickly unbuttoned your blouse, trying out a couple of different angles with the front-facing camera of your phone. It took a few minutes to find the right angle but the thought of Elliot’s (probable) reaction spurred you on. 

Eventually you had two photos to send - one bra on, one bra off. You felt a little self-conscious about your face being in both of them but you looked surprisingly good. Your makeup had survived the office environment well that day and your eyes looked sultry and your lips fuller as they were slightly parted. Plus you trusted Elliot. If anything he was overly safe about this kind of thing. Not the kind of guy to just leave his phone lying around. 

Before you could think about it any longer you’d sent the pictures off with no text to accompany them. For a few seconds you stood staring dumbly at his phone, expecting a reply straight away but when there wasn’t one you quickly re-dressed yourself and left the bathroom. 

2 minutes turned into 20. And then 2 hours. You were beyond annoyed by this point considering you’d put yourself out there like that. The space around you grew noisy as you tapped away at the keyboard aggressively. You couldn’t decide who you were more annoyed at. Yourself or Elliot. Maybe he didn’t even like you anymore. 

Finally the end of work rolled around and stood up, roughly putting your jacket on as you heard your phone ping. You froze and looked down at the screen which displayed a simple message.

Come straight over.

Was he for real? You snatched up the phone and checked through the messages just in case you might have missed one earlier. But there was nothing. No references to the pictures you’d sent him.

You thought about blowing him off altogether but you were still annoyed so you decided to give Elliot a piece of your mind and head to his apartment. 

Despite your initial feelings you did find yourself softening a little as you rocked with the movement of the subway train. Maybe Elliot hadn’t known how to react. It was a bit harsh of you to blow up at him without explanation. And after a week of not sleeping next to him you had missed him. A lot. 

The apartment was already open when you arrived so he must have seen you arrive but said nothing. You felt oddly apprehensive as you climbed the stairs of his apartment building. You pushed on the apartment door which opened slowly and entered, letting it fall shut behind you. 

Elliot was seated at his desk typing away as usual as if he hadn’t noticed you enter. You felt a little hurt at that but pressed on regardless. 

‘Hey…’ You sauntered over to where he was sat, running your finger tips across his shoulder but quickly drawing away when he tensed up. You thought he had abandoned that habit with you. 

'Yo…’ Elliot responded, his voice distant as he continued typing. You couldn’t make out what was on the screen save for some rolling code. 

'What’s up? I thought you said you missed me.’ You tried to keep your tone light but you’re stomach was starting to cramp a little with worry. 

'I did but you’ve pissed me off.’ Elliot’s shoulders were completely tense now and you took a step back. You weren’t afraid of him but his behaviour was abnormal to say the least. 

'What do you mean?’

'Those pictures Y/N.’ Elliot stood up and his desk chair spun a little as he paced away towards his kitchen area. You felt your face heat up with embarrassment. 

'I didn’t think it would make you angry.’ You shot back hotly, folding your arms tightly over your chest. You felt ashamed now and mad that he’d made you feel that way.

'Don’t you realise how irresponsible that is?’ Elliot’s cold tone made your eyes water as he spoke. You looked away from him and pointedly at the floor, trying to focus on your anger rather than your embarrassment. 

'Well it’s my responsibility! You don’t get to dictate what I do with my body.’ You snapped, nibbling at your lower lip. 'I wish I’d never sent them to you now anyway.' 

Elliot’s annoyed expression continued to bore into you. His pupils were slightly dilated which made his eyes look darker. You briefly wondered if he’d taken anything.

'I wish I’d never received them. But only because I don’t want someone else to get their hands on them.’

'Oh whatever Elliot. Why don’t you just admit that you’re not feeling it anymore?’

Elliot’s brow furrowed, his frustration evident. 'Feeling what? People have their lives ruined by this shit Y/N. I just want you to be safe.' 

You felt beyond stupid and upset now, trying to ignore the tears pricking your eyes as grew more and more defensive. 'I am safe and I don’t need lecturing from you. If you don’t want me then just admit it.' 

With that you took that it was your cue to leave and made your way towards the door. Elliot stepped forward quickly and grabbed your wrist - although his touch was very delicate and he let go as soon as you stopped to look at him.

'Look I didn’t mean to grab hold of you but I’m sorry okay? I was just fucking worried. I’ve seen some horrible shit.' 

You avoided his eye, unable to conjure up a decent response to give him. The tension between the two of you was still tightly wound and unpredictable and you didn’t want to erupt again. 

'And if you must know…’ Elliot mumbled, his eyes shifting towards the far wall rather than your face. ’…you have no idea what you do to me.’

'What do you mean?’ You replied in little more than a whisper, feeling the space between your legs flush slightly and mix weirdly with the anger which had been radiating off you only seconds earlier.

'That stuff earlier just set me off. I tried to fucking - jesus, I tried to get off at work but obviously I couldn’t.’ Elliot’s cheeks looked slightly flushed now and his jaw was taught as he averted his gaze from you. You throbbed at the thought of him getting off - or rather trying to get off - to you. Images of Elliot’s tensed features as he fisted at his cock danced across your brain as you bit your lower lip.

'Should I go?’ The words left your mouth as though they were a dare, suspended and almost taunting. 

'No.’ Elliot croaked and stepped towards you. His touch was always clumsy and awkward at first - he needed a moment to recalibrate. He grabbed you by the waist, you could feel the hard tips of his fingers digging into your ribs and it hurt but you didn’t complain. You kind of liked it.

You made the first move to kiss - you knew your kisses turned Elliot into a squirming mess. Surprisingly he got the upper-hand as he pushed his lips against yours roughly. You stopped dead still, breath catching in your throat when you felt his tongue tease at your bottom lip. Just as you opened your mouth to allow his tongue in further he bit down on your bottom lip. That made you jump and it was kind of sore but insanely hot. You whined softly, hands fisting themselves in Elliot’s hoodie as he sucked your lip. 

When you pulled apart you were gasping - you could feel your underwear sticking to you from where you’d grown insanely wet already. Elliot looked equally flushed, perhaps even a little surprised at himself as his tongue touched his swollen lips.

'That is unlike you.’ Was all you could mutter lamely. Out of the corner of your eye you could see that your hand was tremoring slightly.

'You don’t like it?’ There was a hint of anxiety to Elliot’s voice now. As lovers you were still so unsure of yourselves - each other’s boundaries included.

'Actually I’d like some more.’ You tried to sound teasing but instead you stuttered slightly. Elliot’s expression darkened again to how he’d looked earlier when you first arrived. 

'Good because this isn’t an act. I’m still pissed at you.’

'For getting you frustrated?' 

'You fucking know why.’ Elliot snapped and made his way over to his desk chair where he sat. Before you had to chance to move he was unbuckling his belt and roughly pushing his jeans down to his ankles. Elliot hissed quietly as he took his cock out of his boxers, it was flushed and rock hard. Elliot looked down, his lips pursed as he wiped his fingers over the wet tip a few times before beginning to stroke himself lazily. When he looked up he raised his eyebrows at you. 

'Come here.’

You swallowed hard and moved towards him. Your movements felt mechanical - you were pretty sure you were still in shock at Elliot’s sudden change in demeanour and it was making your head spin. 

By the time you’d kneeled down in front of Elliot - noting the discomfort of the cheap wooden apartment flooring under your knees - you could hear the quiet wet noises coming from Elliot’s cock as he stroked himself and his voice was strained as if holding back a grunt as he spoke. 

'I want you to…please.’ The 'please’ came out as Elliot’s breath caught in his throat and you knew he was still there, your Elliot - behind the anger and arousal of the man in front of you. You delicately placed a hand over Elliot’s, prising it away from himself as your mouth descended over his length. Elliot sucked in a shrill breath as you moved your mouth all the way down to the base of him. His dick felt hot inside your mouth, slightly salty from where he’d probably been sweating over you earlier. But it wasn’t unpleasant and you were turned on by how frantic his actions were. 

You began to move your lips up and down slowly, focussing more so on swirling your tongue around the tip of Elliot’s cock as you blew him. The motion made him swear under his breath and a hand found its way to the back of your head as he gently urged you on. When you brought a hand up to wrap around him he let out a growl - an actual growl which made you ache - and pushed your hand away. 'No no I’m too sensitive.' 

Occasionally he’d lift your head up and stare at your glazed expression, his eyes roaming over your wet lips which were starting to feel swollen from the motion. It was hot knowing he was getting off to watching your mouth get covered in spit and precum, but you knew Elliot well enough to know that he was searching in your face for your ongoing willingness and the insecurity was probably teasing him in the back of his brain. As a result you increased the speed of your sucking, tilting your head slightly as you did so that he caught every velvety corner of your mouth. 'Jesus fuck.’ Elliot swore as his hips bucked into your mouth. You wanted to look up and see the sight you’d been thinking about earlier - his scrunched eyes and slack mouth but you couldn’t, not yet.

'Stop, stop please! Otherwise I’ll cum-’ The words came out as a rush from Elliot and you pulled your mouth off him, squeezing the base of his cock tightly just in case.

'Isn’t that the point?’ You said breathlessly, studying every bit of Elliot’s fucked out face as he panted in the chair. 

'I wanted to fuck you first.’ His voice was back to a low drawl with just a hint of breathlessness behind it. He leaned forward and quickly kissed your wet lips, his tongue dipping into mouth as he rather confidently tasted himself. You whined at the sensation, unable to take it this time as your hips bucked forward and rutted against Elliot’s shin. Elliot let out a short breath which could have been a laugh if his tongue wasn’t in your mouth. All of a sudden he was off the chair, even his small frame felt imposing as he hovered over you pushing you right down onto the wooden floorboards.

'Here? Really?’ You gasped out as Elliot set to work unbuttoning your work trousers with his nimble fingers. You allowed him to roughly pull them down, abandoning his task half way through when he realised he’d forgotten about your shoes. It made you smirk when he prised them awkwardly off your feet which earnt you a rough squeeze of your thigh.

'Serves you right for earlier. Stupid girl.’ Elliot replied but you could hear the teasing in his voice. He leant forward and gave you a soft kiss as he removed your underwear. It was a reminder that he didn’t really hate you, that you were wanted and he was all yours. 

You gasped when your ass came into contact with cold wooden floorboards beneath you. Elliot bit his lip and kneaded your ass cheeks roughly in his hands which made you jump. 

'Elliot!’

'Sorry.’ He replied bashfully and his lips pulled into a half smile as his hand grazed your inner thigh. You closed your eyes and tried not to hold your breath as his fingertips traced over the lips of your pussy. Fortunately Elliot was never much in the mood for teasing and he plunged two fingers into you easily. Your back arched almost painfully from the wooden floor and you saw Elliot smirk at how wet you were as his fingers glided in and out of you easily.

'Fuck.’ You gasped when Elliot rolled his thumb over your clit, his fingers already beginning a 'come hither’ motion as he found your g-spot easily.

'You really like pissing me off, don’t you?’ Elliot aided his question with a quick flick of his fingers which made you bite down on your lip. 

'Answer.’ He prompted you again with his fingers, the speed slowly increasing and the pressure on your clit growing more insistent as Elliot drew you closer.

'Yes. Fuck. Okay yes I do.’ You moaned out, very close to cumming as your hips bucked against Elliot’s fingers of their own accord. 

'That’s kind of messed up Y/N.’ Elliot drawled as he brought you off with his hand. You would feel embarrassed about gushing all over his hand but it felt so good you didn’t care. You managed a high pitched 'El’ followed by a series of whimpers as you came hard. 

You took a few seconds to come down from your high and when you finally opened you eyes you could see that Elliot was fisting his cock tightly again, bottom lip caught between his teeth. 

'Sorry you looked so good then I couldn’t help it.’ He gasped out and you noticed that it was his hands that were shaking now as he kneeled between your legs. 

'May I?’ Elliot asked as he hovered over you, dick in hand ready to enter. 

'Yes Christ, please do.’ Was all you managed you hiss out as Elliot entered you in one fluid motion. You were worried he wouldn’t be able feel anything due to how wet you were but he still let out a low groan as he pushed all the way in.

'This probably won’t last long sorry.’ Elliot said through his teeth as his hips started to rock against yours, the floorboards creaking underneath you. 

'Fuck I don’t care just fill me up.’ You gasped out in return which made Elliot swear under his breath again as he picked up pace, wet sounds coming from the place where your hips met as he fucked you frantically.

'El, El, El…’ You didn’t know why you were saying his name like that but it was like a chorus. All you could do was grip Elliot’s slender hips tightly, urging him deeper as his hips rolled against yours. Elliot kept one hand tightly on your ass cheek, kneading the soft flesh hard as he held you still on the floor whilst the other hand rested just above your head as he supported himself above you.

'Fuck, ah…’ Elliot bit out and suddenly you could feel yourself being flooded with warmth as he buried himself in you. Elliot stayed very still for a few moments, his sweaty brow pressed against your shoulder as he panted above you. Climax for Elliot was similar to being high and this was very much his comedown.

'You’re so good.’ You breathed out over Elliot’s shoulder and kissed the damp skin there whilst your back throbbed with pain from being down on the wooden floor. 

After that the anger was all but forgotten. Elliot lectured you of course but he wasn’t mad at all. In fact you were very pleased with yourself, pleased with the fact that from now on you knew exactly how to get Elliot going.

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Request: Hi! Can you do an imagine with the twelfth doctor where the reader is his companion and they’re always really optimistic and happy and stuff and the docor, being rather grumpy and sarcastic, always acts like he’s annoyed by it but he secretely loves their optimism and it makes him happy? Thank you!

Requester: @just-a-smol-squish

Pairing: Twelfth Doctor x Optimistic!Companion!Reader

Warning: None

Words: 1344

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“DOCTOR, DOCTOR LOOK!" 

The Doctor didn’t look around from his position behind the column of the console, the only trace of him being there the swish of the bottom of his jacket occasionally poking out. As more of your cries and shouts echoed around the metallic framing of the TARDIS he sighed, a hidden smile on his face, and peeked around to see what commotion you were squealing about, his signature frown scrunched back onto his face. 

"What?” He asked sharply. 

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Pose for me (M) Kihyun x Reader

Bonjour!  When I saw this one pic of Kihyun for their “beautiful” comeback, I knew I had to. Please keep in mind that my first language is french, I’m fluent in english, but don’t be surprise if some sentences sound weird. This is the FIRST time I’m writing something like this so please, bear with me. I still tried my absolute best to give you some quality content so please enjoy! Any feed back is appreciated :) 

-Flo


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As someone who’s been passionate about photography all my life, I’ve never thought that I would be able to make a living out of my passion. For the longest time, I was fascinated about how the beauty of the world, stories and memories could be stored in a little box. I was seven years old when I got my first camera from a box of cereal Kellogg’s. To be honest, I remember the pictures being kind of blurry and filled with my little thumbs but, for a seven years old, it was plenty. My mom soon became aware of my interest in photography and for my 10th birthday, she and my dad got me a Kodak DC3200 which was pretty much the Holy Grail for me. After receiving such a gift, I started to take it more seriously by reading books about technics and lightings and taking pictures of everything around me, such as my cat, flowers and people coming by our family house.

And I’m now 20 years old, freshly graduated from college with a diploma in photography and desperately sending out resume to get a dream job in something I’m passionate about.

“Y/N! Come to the kitchen!” Said my mom from downstairs.

“Stop yelling so loudly in the morning, Jesus!”

“It’s 1 o’clock so I can yell all I want! Now come to the kitchen there’s something for you!“

I could barely keep my eyes open when I was fumbling my sheet in search for my phone. My mom was right. It really was 1 in the afternoon! I grabbed the same clothes from yesterday that I left on the floor in a hurry to go back in the warmth of my bed and went downstairs.

“What’s the thing you got from me?” I said while rubbing my eyes and gradually adjusting to the bright sunlight and making my way to the fridge.

“Good afternoon Y/N, this letter just came in and I thought you would want to have a look” Said my mom with a big smile on her face.

“Who is it from?” I asked pouring myself a glass of orange juice.

“I don’t know but…” My mom said playfully.

I raised an eyebrow and looked at her in confusion.

“It’s from Korea.”

It took me a moment to understand was she just said. When I came back to my senses, I dropped my glasses and took the letter from her hand and ran like I never ran before across the house to go to my room and shut the door close with a loud “BOOM”.

“Oh, my god, it’s really happening! After months of sending resumes at different agencies they finallyyy replied!”

My hands were shaking like hell and I couldn’t get my heart to calm down. I ripped slowly the side of the letter and wonder which Korean agencies would reply to someone like me. I kind of decided to send my resume to Korean entertainment agencies just in case they would call me back of send an e-mail or a letter but, I never thought they would actually reply. I’ve been a fan of K-pop for the longest time and I thought it would be a dream to work as a photographer for BigHit to shoot the 7 lovely boys or for JYP to get a glance at how dreamy Got7 look in real life or work for my all-time favourite k-pop group, Monsta X.

I took a deep breath while slowly sliding the letter out of the envelope. After the letter was out, I turned it over and looked at the logo on the top left of the page.

“MOM!” I yelled while running down the stairs as quick as when I got up earlier.

“MOM! It’s from Starship Entertainment.”

“And? What did they say?”

The smile on my face said it all but I still gave the letter to my mom, who was looking dumbfounded, and said, “I’m starting Monday!”

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It’s been now a year since I’ve received the letter from Starship entertainment. I did my best at that time to be ready for my first day. I managed to find myself a plane ticket to Korea and a small apartment quite close to my new workplace and all that in less than 2 weeks! It took a few weeks for my parents to get used to me being at more than 10 000 km away from home but, with me calling every day to reassure them helped a lot for sure.

As for me, it’s been quite of an emotional roller coaster. I had to get accustom to a new culture, new people, new language, new job. However, it’s all in the past, I’m totally in love with my new place and my job and I couldn’t be happier.

This morning, I woke up to my phone ringing loud as a truck in my ears making me wonder why I didn’t turn it off before going to sleep.

“It’s my fist day off in a while, can’t they leave me alone?” I mumbled still half-asleep.

It keeps ringing.

“Give me a break…”

Still ringing.

“I give up” I picked up my phone which was left on the nightstand “Hi, what can I do for you?” I said with my sleepy voice and my eyes still shut.

“Good morning Y/N! I hope I didn’t wake you up. I know it’s your day off today but I think what I’m about to say will interest you.”

It’s uncommon for my boss to call me on my phone, in fact, I think it’s the first time he ever called me on my phone. Usually, it’s his secretary that’s calls me to inform me of anything about job-related stuff. This surprise phone call from my boss got me to sit straight on my bed with my eyes wide open, the exact opposite of 10 seconds ago.

“One of the photographer from our agency suddenly got sick and can’t come to work today. Since you’ve been working as a photographer for the group Boyfriend for a year now and been showing skills exceeding our expectation, we thought about you right away. So, if you are up to, come to work in 2 hours and we will explain the job when you’ll get there.”

I cleared my voice after I took all the information in and said determined: “You can count on me I’ll be there on time, thank you for your consideration!”

I quickly jumped out of bed to get ready for my day. I couldn’t believe the agency thought about me for a replacement and said all those nice things about my work. Although they didn’t specify the job I’ll be doing today, I surely couldn’t deceive them and I absolutely got to do the best I can to make sure they can count on me for future opportunities like this one.

Exactly 2 hours after the phone call, I reach for the entrance of the building of Starship entertainment and with the help of my key card I went inside. As I was waiting for the elevator to take me to the shooting studio on the 5th floor I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and the only reason for this was because I was really excited to hear what my boss will make me do today! I’ve been shooting for Boyfriend for a while as their exclusive photographer, don’t get me wrong, I really enjoy working with the boys as they are sweet and talent but, I still want to try something new for once.

“Are you coming in or not?”

I suddenly came back to my senses, I was so immersed into my though I didn’t realize the doors of the elevator opened and someone already went in.

I raised my eyes to lock them with Kihyun’s, who was looking at me with a mocking smile.

“Ah… hum… yeah!” I said taken aback by the situation.

“looks like someone is still a bit half-asleep this morning” Said Kihyun with a smirk on his face, pressing the 5th button of the panel of the elevator.

I can’t deal with Kihyun. I don’t know what he did to me but, since the first time I locked eyes with him a year ago, on Monsta X’s shooting set, when the staff introduced me to them, I just can’t get him out of my head. Every time I feel like I’m in control of my emotions he comes out of nowhere and makes a mess out of me. When he passes by to come say hi to Boyfriend, I can’t help but to follow his every movement closely and when he looks my way, I avert my eyes quickly and continue to work in hopes he didn’t notice me until he leaves.

He too, looks like he just woke up. His hair was still messy underneath his cap and he was wearing a simple white t-shirt that made his skin look stunning and some black pants with holes on the knees. Even like this, he looked extremely handsome. The way his slender fingers made their way to his front pocket, his shoulder leaning on the elevator’s wall, his tongue licking softly on his perfectly parted lips…Before my heart was beating because of the work that awaits me but now, it’s beating for a completely different reason.

“See you around”.

I came back to my sense and realised I was totally staring at him once again.

“Oh! Yes… have good day!”

When the doors closed, I crouched and took my head in my hands wondering how I could’ve looked so stupid in front of Kihyun. He certainly thinks I’m having a crush on him or even worst, that I’m a crazy fan that took this job only because I could be close to Monsta X. The cringe continued till I reached the floor where I was supposed to meet my boss.

My boss was sitting in front of his computer when I knocked on the glass door. With a single hand gesture, he tells me to come inside with a smile. As I while taking a seat he greeted me with a good morning and a quick apology for making me come on my day off.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s my pleasure to come and help when one of my colleagues is sick. What was the job you were talking about earlier on the phone?”

“So, as you know, we are currently working on Monsta X’ comeback. We are almost finished but there’s still some of the boys that didn’t have their photoshoot yet. Since Min Soo Ri called in sick this morning, we were looking for someone to replace her. I immediately recommended you since the work you do is always impeccable. So, what do you say?”

I couldn’t believe my ears. Me? Working with Monsta X? My boss trusted me enough to let me be part of this photoshoot. This is an incredible opportunity for me to prove that I’m someone who’s hardworking and skilful.

“I’d be happy to take part of this photoshoot! Thank you for your consideration.”

“It’s my pleasure, thanks to you Y/N. The rest of the team should be preparing the set on the 5th floor, they must be waiting for you to start!”

I bowed to my boss and made my way out of the office and suddenly thought about something.

“Sorry to disturb you again Mister but, who will I be working with today?”

He told me to wait a bit as he was looking through his documents and when he got hold of his agenda, he told me what I was anticipating the most since I got the call this morning but I eventually shoved the though in the back of my head every time it came to my mind.

“Today is Thursday so, it’s supposed to be… Kihyun.”

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I was waiting for the elevator to come down when all sort of thoughts came to my mind. How I am supposed to have a photoshoot why Kihyun when I can’t even look at him in the eyes without getting flustered? Even the lenses between us won’t make any difference. And with the way I acted this morning, he must still think I’m a freak with ulterior motives.

I opened the doors of the studio and what I saw was stunning. The concept of this photoshoot had the be related to mirrors because of the abundance of those in the room. With the hints of blue on the walls and the light directed perfectly on the set, it made it look like I was in some sort of dream which would be difficult to come back from. Everyone was ready to start but across the room I could see Kihyun, whose back was facing me, still getting his make-up done.

I went to greet everyone to make sure I was being professional and immediately started to get my equipment in place to be ready to start by the time Kihyun will be done with his touch ups.

After I put up the last pieces of my equipment in front of the set and let out a slight sight. I was genuinely hoping everything was going to unwind neatly. I was here to do a great job, not only for myself and to prove I was capable of any task I was assigned but, I had to do an unblemished job for all the Monbebes out there waiting impatiently for those photos. If something were to happen, I would be feeling responsible for the rest of my life. I did a last check through my stuff to make sure I was perfectly place for the first set of pictures that’ll be taken. The first set was simple yet, breath-taking. A dark blue wall in the back, a chair and a single mirror topped table. It was perfect for Kihyun, simple things put together to make something purely wonderful.

I looked through the lens on last time to ensure the camera was in focus and at the exact same moment what I was seeing through the lens became clearer I saw Kihyun, calmly sitting down on the chair in the centre of the set, beside the mirror-table. My heart clenched a little when I saw how beautifully stunning he was. The red sparkly patterns on his sweater matched perfectly the dark of his deep eyes and the soft pink of his lips. His hair resembled the way it looked this morning but, this time, instead of a bed-head look, it was more of a “bedroom look” which was making Kihyun look extremely sexy.

I moved back from the camera and looked at the stunning view with my own eyes. It was simply mesmerizing. I was wondering how I could convey the feeling I’m getting right here and right now, into photographs. Several people started gathering around Kihyun, indicating how he had to pose, where he had to look and fixing his make-up one last time before I start taking pictures.

I went back behind my lens and waited patiently for them to leave the set. They finally backed off and told me quietly that I could start doing my job. At first, they told Kihyun to simply put his arms on the table, to look turn a bit to his right and to look straight forward. With this pose, it was easy for me to take amazing pictures. His side profile was no joke. The lighting made his skin look flawless and charmingly dewy, and his jawline look sharp as a knife.

The shoot went surprisingly well and was about to come to an end. There was only one last pose to try and hopefully, it’ll come as good as the other pictures. During the break, I looked through the ones I took and I was totally impressed by the work I did. I gained a lot more confidence for the other half of the shoot and I’m sure it’ll show up in those photographs.

As Kihyun did his last pose, I was totally mesmerized. His head was laying softly on the mirror topped table and his hand was placed in front of his peaceful-looking face without covering the whole of it. Some strands of hair were beautifully shielding his forehead. Even with the camera between us, the look in his eyes at that moment were powerful yet soft. For a second, a shiver went down my spine and made its way between my legs, making them squeeze together. I could feel myself getting wetter every time I locked eyes with Kihyun through the lens and the feeling was unbearable. It might just be in my head, but I could feel that, with every shiver that came through my body, the look in his eyes becoming even more alluring and… thirsty.

We wrapped the shoot after about an hour and a half. It not only went well because everyone knew what to do and were adequately prepared but, also because Kihyun showed modelling skills that I never expected to see in him. Everyone, including me, were truly amazed.
Before packing, I decided to through the photos again. I couldn’t believe they came out so nicely! As I was lost in thoughts, I didn’t realise that the entirety of the staff was long gone and that I was alone in the studio. I felt really bad about taking my sweet time while others were cleaning up so I started tidying my spot.

“You’re so obvious, Y/N”

I turned over to see someone looking at me a giggling a little, back against the wall.

“… Kihyun? You’re still here?”

“I couldn’t leave without bidding you goodbye, not with the way you were acting during the photoshoot”

My heart was racing like crazy. What was he talking about? Just how does he think I was acting that was “so obvious”?

“What are you…”

“When I went visiting Boyfriend’s set, when we crossed each other in Starship’s building, this morning in the elevator, and just now during the photoshoot.”

As he talked, he was slowly walking in my direction which made me step back till I reach the table with my things spread on top, making a small noise.

“You’re always staring at me with your lustful eyes. You thought I didn’t know?” He was saying that with a mischievous look on his face, which made me extremely self-conscious. “You were so obvious all those times, I’m 100% sure that all the staff knows, and my members.”

He was getting closer and closer, I needed to get out of here, I felt so ashamed and powerless in front of Kihyun. And to add to all this, he was completely right. I did look at him lustfully, I did think about lewd thing just now, during the shoot. Which made me feel even more vulnerable toward him.

“I’m sorry, but I really need to go my boss wants to see the photos of today’s shoot.” I dodge Kihyun and began to make my way to the entrance.

“I am sorry, but you’re not going anywhere Y\N.” He pulled me and pushed me against the wall.

He grew closer to me.

“Before it was easy for me to hold back, but today, seeing you lick your pinkish lips…” His thumb caressed them softly.

“seeing you squeeze your legs tightly together…” A shiver ran down my whole body when his slender, yet muscular tight slowly found its way between my legs.

“But today, I guaranty you that they won’t stay close tightly.”

My lips and his were only centimetres away from each other, and even though I was reluctant at first, the warmth of his body meeting mine, the smoothness of his fingertips brushing my demanding lips… I felt my last will to fight leave the moment his lips crashed onto mine.

Despite myself, I imagine sharing a kiss with Kihyun countless times. So many times. Thinking about it would make my heart go wild and my body ache. But the kiss he gave me wasn’t like I imagined it to be, not at all. It wasn’t sweet and tender like his character, instead it was fierce and playful. The way he teased by kissing my lips, suddenly dodging them only to make them meet mine again was driving crazy.

By the time his right hand cupped my ass and closed the gap between us, my hand was already brushing his hair and I was deeply kissing Kihyun, as if I needed him more than anything at this moment.

“How dare you kiss me like that without warning.”

I lifted my head to lock eyes with him. He wasn’t the only one that likes to play that game. “You should’ve known, since I’m “so obvious”, am I right?”

“… Fuck.”

The teasing game was over for Kihyun the moment I said that. His kisses became thirstier and the motion circles his tight made on your sensitive spot would definitely leave a wet spot on his black pants. The hand that was earlier on my ass was now making its way to my breast, making sure no skin was left untouched. The other hand travelled from my nape to my tight, lifting my skirt to reveal my panties.

The hotness of his fingers on me, dangerously coming close to my core made my heart beat uncontrollable and my breathing was desperately trying to maintain stable.

“…Kihyun”

He then left my lips to look at me, quietly asking for my consent to continue further. Being unable to think straight I took his hand and directed it where I needed it the most. He softly brushed my weatness through my panties and his touched left your knees weak.

“Y/N… Are you always this wet thinking about me?” He shifted his head to kiss my neck. “In the elevator, this morning…”  He pushed my panties down with his other hand. “Have you thought about me…” He nibbled my ear and quietly whispered. “fingering you?” As the last word left his lips, one of his finger penetrated me sharply yet, easily due to how dripping wet Kihyun’s dirty talk made me.

I felt my whole body become numb as he motioned his thumb on my clit and pumped his finger, that eventually became two, inside of me. My back was arching every time his fingers hit deeply in me. My moans became louder and uneven. I was struggling to stand and when I stood close to my limit, the weight of my body was pressing against his.

“Kihyun… I’m so close”

“Fuck Y/N you’re so hot but…we’re not finished yet” To my extreme disappointment he withdrew the fingers that were giving me so much pleasure and removed my shirt to have a better exposure of my breast. I did the same with his, and another wave a pleasure stung me down there when I felt his toned chest. The bulge in his pants rubbed my tight urgently as he approaches his lips from mine.

“Kihyun… I need you” I said out of breath, unzipping his pants eagerly. “Kihyun I need you, now.”  

“That’s the words I was dying to hear for a long-time Y/N”

His two big hands left my body to pull down his pants and almost instantly, my hand went to caress his manliness, ready to pleasure him like he previously pleasured you.

“Let me take care of you Y/N, since you need me that much.”

Kihyun lifted my leg and made sure my back was properly leaning on the wall before entering me in a single push, making me moan his name louder than before and scratching his bare back with my nails. The feeling of Kihyun was exalting, as if it was making me feel whole. With every thrust he granted me with, my mind became blank and I couldn’t think straight. The hotness of our bodies intertwined blurred my senses and everything became pointless. My mind was solely focused on how good Kihyun made me feel and the thought of him being one with me drew me closer to the edge.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful Y/N”

“Kihyun I’m nearly there, please!”

As if he had read my mind, the speed increased and the friction became intolerable. I clenched onto Kihyun harder and contracted all my muscles as the overwhelming feeling of my release made its way from my core up to my entire body. My sudden tightness lead Kihyun reaching his own climax simultaneously. As we regained our calm, we slid on the floor, Kihyun’s back on the wall and my head resting on his chest, the two of us out of breath.

Without leaving me a chance to talk, he stood up and left me here, sitting alone and naked on the floor. I laughed to myself thinking of how foolish I was thinking he really cared.

I took my clothes spread across the studio’s floor only to find Kihyun coming to me with a worried sight on his beautiful face.

“What are you doing?” He seemed do worried about my body hurting. “Don’t get up just yet. Rest for a bit and I’ll clean you up, alright?”

I haven’t felt this relieved in such a long time. With only a sweet smile and some caring words, Kihyun made my worries disappear.

“Now that I got you Y/N, I won’t let you go.”

SILVER SPOON: Part 3 [Yoongi x Reader; Rom-com, fluff]

A girl who had to work hard every day of her life to rise from nothing, meets a man who was born with and given everything.

A classic tale of what happens when a cold, uptight farm girl meets a playful, rebellious, easy-going city boy that was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Summary: Having been born and raised in the country side, you have worked hard your entire life to make it to the big city. You eventually achieved your dream and now you have a wonderful paying job for a large company and you continue putting your 110% into everything you do. However, your perfect plan to climb to success through consistent effort and hard work becomes disarrayed with the arrival of your branch’s new rebellious and easy-going CEO, who never desired the position in the first place and has never truly worked hard a day in his life. Your job is on the line if he can’t be turned into a quality CEO within a year, but he has no intention of changing himself for anyone or letting you boss him around so easily. How will you work your way through this obstacle? Will you succeed in changing him or will he be the one that changes you?

Yoongi x Reader (ft. Jimin & VIXX’s Leo as side characters; some other BTS members show up too lol)
Office au
Romantic Comedy, Fluff

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 (Finale)

Originally posted by whyparkjimin

           "Leo what the–“ Yoongi stepped out of the office to find Leo standing with a large suitcase at hand.

           "I did the honor of packing your clothes, sir.” he bowed. “So it’ll be unnecessary for you to return home after work.”

           "Gee…thanks.“ Yoongi stated sarcastically.

           You were standing beside him in a daze, listening to their conversation but not truly comprehending it. You were beyond floored at the turn of events. Apart from Jimin and obviously the Chairman, no one knew about where you had come from. And you had wanted to keep it that way…especially from your new boss who enjoyed living lavishly.

           "I can’t believe this is happening…” You breathed.

           "Well it won’t be too bad. I’ve lived in a few small apartments here and there when I wanted to hide from family.“ Yoongi patted you in the back.

           You groaned.

           "Do you live far?” he questioned as you two began walking out of the building.

           "Yeah…a bit.“

           "Alone?”

           "No…with my family.“

           "Ohh.” he was silenced. “Well I shouldn’t intrude! The Chairman just can’t force me into someone else’s home. We should go back and complain!”

           "I already paid a visit on his orders and they were more than enthusiastic that Miss Y/N was bringing a man home.“ Leo cut in.

           You wailed. "Noooo! Mr. Leo –WHY?”

           You fought the urge to grab his perfectly ironed collar and shake him silly. “They’re going to misunderstand!”

           Leo shook his head. “I made sure to explain that this is temporary and that you and Mr. Min have not shared any romantic notions past lying in bed beside each other with no bodily contact.”

           Your face burned at the image of your parents having to hear that from a strange man, and Yoongi smacked Leo’s arm.

           "Leo! I told you to stop saying things people would misunderstand!“

           "But it’s the truth?” Leo mumbled.

           "No, no, no…“ You shook your head. "This has to be a nightmare right? Right?”

           Yoongi stretched out your cheeks. “Get a hold of yourself woman.”

           "Your parents were quite ecstatic.“ Leo continued. "They said ‘it’s about time she starts showing interest in men. She’s always working! Of course we’d love to meet the man!’. And I believe someone who said they were your brother said 'Let me meet the deluded man who wants to date my sister!’ They were all quite amiable. There should be no problems about our stay.”

           You crouched down on the ground and covered your face in embarrassment. “Oh my goodness. I’m so sorry.”

           Yoongi laughed. “They sound hysterical. I’m not so annoyed anymore. This might be quite an entertaining venture.”

           You glanced up at him incredulously. “Are you serious?”

           Yoongi shrugged. “I’m a very flexible and adaptable man. It’s supposed to be a punishment but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy it.”

           "Must be nice to be carefree.“

           "Must be tough to think you can control life.” he snorted.

           You glared at him but he nonchalantly continued strolling forward.

           "I guess I’ll go home with you after work then.“      

           You exhaled, knowing that there was no way around it. You had to accept the consequences of your actions. You deserved this, but it wasn’t going to be an easy task for either of you. Your family and your living circumstances might be an absolute culture shock for him. And frankly, you knew they were going to embarrass the hell out of you in front of your new boss. You dreaded it all.

           "Are you upset cause you won’t be able to 'clean the dirty hoes’ while I’m around?” Yoongi joked as he walked you back to the building.

           "Let’s just get to work. We’ll deal with everything later.“ You sighed, not in the mood to jest.

           "Aye, aye.” he grinned as he scurried ahead of you.

           You wondered who this was actually a punishment for. Yoongi seemed to have gotten over the loss of his apartment already while you felt like you gained a perpetual raincloud above your head.

           As soon as you returned to your desk, Jimin called you into his office curiously.

           "What happened?“ he asked as he handed you a cup of water and guided you to his chair. "Why’d you both get called in by the Chairman?”

           "Well, he found that Yoongi’s been neglecting his duties and I’ve basically been covering up for him by doing them instead.“ You explained with a frown. "So now he’s punishing us.”

           "How?“ Jimin gasped as he sat at the edge of his desk, twirling his tie mindlessly.

           "He kicked Yoongi out of his apartment and told him to live with me…” You mumbled.

           You saw Jimin’s hand still from twirling his tie and his face went through various emotions in a split second – from confusion to shock to pure delight.

           "Oh my goodness. YOU’RE LIVING TOGETHER??“ he exclaimed.

           "Shhhh!” You scrambled to cover Jimin’s mouth, afraid other people would overhear through the walls.

           "Does he know you live on a farm?“ Jimin whispered as he pulled your hand away.

           You shook your head. "Not yet.”

           "I’m so jealous.“ Jimin pouted playfully. "You’ve never introduced me to your family and you’ve known me longer.”

           "Jimin.“ You rolled your eyes. "This is hardly the time to play jealous. Plus you have your girlfriend back in Seoul.”

           "Not my real girlfriend.“ Jimin emphasized.

           "Yeah, yeah. You only told people that so no one at work tries to seduce you cause you can’t keep your urges in.” You waved your hand then spotted a picture on his desk. “That’s a new picture of her right? I’ve only seen the picture of you two on your phone and profile.”  

           "Yeah, the three of us went on a trip when I took those personal days.“ Jimin smiled fondly at the photo.

           "How’s CEO Jung doing these days?” You mentioned, thumb glazing over the third man in the photo. “Still crabby?”

           Jimin chuckled. “He probably has a higher stick up his ass than you do right now. I didn’t think it was possible to be more uptight than you. But not sure what he’s unhappy about, I heard his secretary was pretty hott.”

           "Is that why you’re planning on running away from me, huh?“ You pinched Jimin’s thighs in protest, and he cackled as he grabbed your hand to prevent any further pain.

           In the midst of your laughter, there was a light knock on Jimin’s door.

           "Come in.” he chimed.

           You both were surprised when Yoongi stepped into the room, mirroring the same expression of astonishment, probably due to the position you two were in. Hurriedly, you slipped your hand away from Jimin’s and stood up.

           "I’ll leave you two to talk.“ You stated with a slight blush and walked past Yoongi before either of them could tease you.


           "So how long does this bus ride take you?” Yoongi yawned as plopped down on the bench. “10 minutes? 20 minutes?”

           "An hour and a half.“ You admitted.

           "An HOUR AND A HALF?!” Yoongi shouted.

           Leo flinched from his loud voice and moved closer to you.

           "Yeah…I live far from the city.“

           "Are you serious? What? Do you live on a farm or something?” Yoongi snorted.

           "Umm…well yes…“ You confessed, rubbing the back of your neck.

           There was a few minutes of silence between you three; only the light sounds of engines and people chatting were heard.

           "S-seriously?” Yoongi stammered.

           "Yeah…“ You looked down, embarrassed.

           "So you seriously travel an hour and a half to work and back home? All the time?”

           "Yeah.“

           "And you’ve had get up earlier cause you had to get my ass out of bed?”

           You chuckled. “It’s all part of the job.”

           "So you’re poor?“ Yoongi blurted out.

           Other people at the bus stop shot him a look and you blushed. People passing by might consider him rude, but you knew he was merely curious rather than taking a stab at your economic status.

           "I guess relative to you, I am.” You smiled slightly.

           The bus arrived, granting you an escape from the awkward conversation, and you urged the two of them to get in.

           "Payment.“ the bus driver stopped Yoongi.

           "What? Is this not free?” Yoongi blinked.

           The driver snorted. “Are you serious?”

           "Umm…“ Yoongi lifted up his black credit card. "Can I swipe this?”

           "We accept bills, coins, or the pre-paid bus passes.“ The driver pointed at the sign.

           "What’s the hold up??” the passengers behind you were getting antsy.

           "I’ll pay for the two of them!“ You peeked out with a big sigh.

           The driver nodded and you swiped your bus pass three times. Then you found the two of them standing in the middle of the bus with wide eyes.

           "What’re you two doing?”

           "Are there assigned seats?“ Yoongi questioned.

           You looked at him amused. "No, sit wherever you want.”

           "Where are the best seats?“ he questioned.

           You pointed. "The back row.”

           "Go Leo! Acquire the back seats!“ Leo nodded and marched to the back.

           His intimidating, expressionless face had the people occupying the seats scrambling out in mere seconds. You massaged your temples and sighed, apologizing to those passengers.

           "It’s their first time. I’m sorry.”

           Yoongi snuggled up next to the window and Leo protectively sat beside him. You opted to sit in front of them, not wanting to look like you were associated. At least you could try to find some sort of peace on the bus. You opened up the new book you were reading to teach yourself new things about economics and global marketing.

           "Seriously?“

           You felt Yoongi’s breath near your ear and you jumped, banging your head against the window by accidentally.

           "Ah shit.” You cursed as you rubbed your head.

           "She curses!“ Yoongi clapped excitedly. "I never thought I’d see the day!”

           You glared at him. “People on the bus should be quiet.”

           "I’m whispering.“ Yoongi grinned as he leaned close again. "Are you seriously reading that?”

           "Yes. Why shouldn’t I?“

           "You’re just a secretary…why would you need to?”

           "So I can cover my lazy boss’s neglected duties.“ You retorted.

           Yoongi chuckled then switched places with Leo so he could cross his arms on the empty seat next to you. You raised an eyebrow at him questioningly.

           "So you and Mr. Park, huh?” he smirked playfully.

           You shook your head. “There is no me and Mr. Park. He’s taken.”

           "Didn’t look so taken when I walked into the office?“ he pressed. "You have a thing for him.”

           "I don’t see why that’s any of your business.“ You turned your attention back to your book. After a few minutes of him staring at you, he spoke up again.

           "So I had someone find your resume for me.”

           You sighed and shut the book dangerously; you couldn’t concentrate on it anyway.

           "That’s highly inappropriate, Mr. Min.“

           Yoongi’s lips curled up, finally succeeding in getting your full attention.

           "It’s only right that a CEO knows their workers well.”

           "And?“ You questioned. "Find anything interesting?”

           "Everything was interesting.“ he smiled as he nestled his head further into his arms, tilting it to look at you intently. "I could see why you dislike me.”

           "Really?“ you stared at him, unconvinced. "My resume told you why I dislike you.”

           "You’re just taking out your feelings about how unfair society is. Why was I born into a rich family and you a not-so rich family? It’s normal to feel jealous about that.“

           You pursed your lips, trying not to get riled up. You weren’t jealous about his life at all. You were infuriated that he was given such opportunities but he took them all for granted.

           "I dislike people who can’t appreciate what’s been granted to them.” You stated simply.

           "And I dislike people who think they always know what’s best for others.“ he muttered in return.

           You were about to protest but a new passenger took the seat beside you and Yoongi leaned back, closing his eyes. You stared at him for a few seconds before disregarding his statement and returning to your book.


           "Last stop!” the driver called out and you lifted yourself off of the window pane, having fallen asleep on it.

           You turned and shook Leo and Yoongi’s legs, jolting them awake.

           "We’re here.“ You yawned.

           They followed you groggily. Leo was lifting two suitcases with no qualms, while Yoongi was swaying side to side, bumping into you constantly. You exhaled and paused before getting any closer to your home. You turned and gently smacked Yoongi’s cheeks to wake him up properly. He seemed to regain some of his consciousness and stared at you questioningly.

           "Okay, so listen to me carefully.” You exhaled. “I have A LOT of family.”

           "Okay…“ Yoongi furrowed his brows and covered your hands on his face with his own. "And?”

           "They can get a little overwhelming and loud…so it might be shocking, but they’re all good people and they mean well. I apologize in advance but they’re a bit candid and kind of…free. Things are way different in the countryside than they are in the city. I don’t want to shock you two.“

           Yoongi smiled and nodded understandably. He grabbed your hands off of his face and gave them a squeeze reassuringly. "I told you I’m adaptable. Don’t worry.”

           Your lips curled up, still a little worried, but a bit relieved Yoongi was taking this so well.

           "And well, things aren’t as clean and crisp as your apartment is…“

           "I know what a farm is, Y/N.” Yoongi snorted. “Relax.”

           "Okay. I’m just nervous.“ You admitted.

           He grinned cheekily. "Cause I’m the first guy you’re bringing home?”

           You rolled your eyes. “Shut it.”

           "Did you just tell your boss to shut it?“ he playfully gasped.

           "Ahh!”

           A familiar voice exclaimed in the darkness.

           "Y/N’s here! Everyone!“

           A small flashlight lit up and pointed towards you and Yoongi.

           "And they’re holding hands! Mom, get the camera!”

           You pried your hands away from Yoongi’s and rushed forward. “We’re not holding hands!”

           "What? I totally just saw you!“ the taller, broad shouldered man cackled playfully.

           "We were not! Stop slandering me!” You jumped up to reach for the flashlight, but to no avail. Suddenly, the flashlight was snatched away from the man’s grasp by Leo with ease and given to you without a word.

           You smiled appreciatively at the bodyguard.

           "Oh! It’s Leo!“ the man cheered.

           Leo bowed.

           You turned to Yoongi and smiled, "This is my older brother Seokjin, but he acts like one of my younger siblings, so people always think I’m the oldest. Oppa, this is Mr. Min, my boss.”

           "Just call me Yoongi.“ Yoongi reached out for a handshake.

           "Jin.” Jin shook it then laughed. “Oh why’re we doing this? Come here!”

           He pulled Yoongi into an embrace and you giggled at the pure shock that was displayed on your boss’s face.

           "It’s so nice to meet you!“ Jin cooed. "Leo told me I’m older, so you can call me Jin-hyung!”

           "Um okay…“ Yoongi nodded.

           "Say it!” Jin urged.

           "Jin-hyung.“ Yoongi obliged shyly.

           Jin clapped excitedly and wiggled his body. "I got a rich man to call me hyung!”

           You smacked your forehead and shook your head.

           "Anyways, let’s get inside the house. It’s getting chilly.“ Jin easily lifted the two suitcases and led you three down the dirt pathway. "Everyone’s so excited to meet you, Yoongi. We all stayed up.”

           "You guys didn’t have to…“ You mumbled, shyly.

           "He’s a guest Y/N. We can’t not greet him.” Jin cut in.

           "Please don’t tell me they brought Bacon out too.“ You groaned.

           "Bacon?” Yoongi furrowed his brows. “I’m not too hungry…”

           "Oh no–“ You laughed.

           Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps and excited noises were rushing towards you three. You gasped as you watched Yoongi being tackled to the ground harshly.

           "Holy crap. What is this on top of me?” he grunted as he tried to make out what it was in the dark.

           You chuckled as you pointed the flashlight at him, causing him to scream loudly. On top of him lay a heavy piglet.  

           "That’s Bacon.“

           He frowned as he struggled to lift the piglet up. "That’s just cruel.”

           "My cousin named him.“ You crouched down and took the piglet into your arms easily. "He’s a bit heavy huh?”

           Yoongi scoffed as Leo lifted him to his feet.

           "It was just hard to get leverage from the position I was in.“

           You nodded, not buying his excuse for a second.

           "Mr. Min! ~”

           You heard your mother call out as she stepped forward and hugged him warmly. “I’m glad you three made it here safely! Welcome!”

           Yoongi smiled and bowed. “Thank you for having me on such short notice, Y/N’s mother.”

           "Just call me 'Mom’.“ she patted his cheek lovingly.

           "Mr. Min.” Your father stepped forward and they shook hands firmly.

           "He’s a man of few words and plenty of action. If you know what I mean.“ Your mom winked.

           Yoongi chuckled and you groaned. "Mom! Stop!”

           "What?“ Your mom giggled. "Oh! Dears, come forward so Mr. Min can see you.”

           You smiled as your siblings stepped forward into the light.

           "Here’s my younger sister, the 3rd oldest. Then there’s a huge age gap and we have the twins.“

           They all shyly bowed then stepped behind you to hide.

           "My cousins should be around here too. Some of them are younger but there’s one that’s around our age who practically lives with us.” You looked around.

           Jin chuckled. “Yeah, he was particularly excited to meet you.”

           "I’m here! I’m here! Sorry! I’m here!“

           As if on cue, you all heard someone bellowing breathlessly, accompanied by scurrying footsteps.

           "I’m here!” he panted, as he came to light. He coughed as he tried to catch his breath then stood up straight. Scanning the faces, his face lit up and he rushed towards Leo.

           "You must be Mr. Min!“ he shook Leo’s hand enthusiastically. "I’ve heard such great things about you! I don’t know why Y/N told me you were short. You’re taller than me!”

           Yoongi coughed and you averted your gaze guiltily.

           "I’m actually Mr. Min.“ he smiled. "That’s my bodyguard Leo.”

           "Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry! Wow, you’re a lot handsomer than Y/N gave you credit for.“ Your cousin scrambled over and grabbed Yoongi’s hand. "I’m Taehyung, Y/N’s cousin! Just call me Tae or Tae-Tae.”

           He grinned widely, exposing his box grin. Yoongi smiled before being pulled into a tight hug once more.

           "We’re going to be good friends. I can feel it!“ Tae wrapped his legs around Yoongi’s body and the latter frantically stumbled around, flapping his arms at the sudden extra weight on him.

           "Tae!” You scolded and your cousin hurriedly jumped off of him.

           "Sorry. Got too excited…“ he bashfully retreated.

           "It’s okay.” Yoongi exhaled, realizing why you had warned him that it would be a bit overwhelming. But it was a good kind of overwhelming. He felt warmly welcomed. He bowed respectfully. “It’s great meeting you all. Please take care of me for the time being.”

           "Don’t worry.“ Jin threw an arm around Yoongi. "You’ll be helping us out in the fields so we’ll all spend some quality time together!”

           "Yeah, we have to feed you too. Look how scrawny you look.“ Your mother worried as she ushered everyone into your house.

           "Wait, what? Helping out?” Yoongi blinked.

           "Yeah, Leo told us your grandfather wanted to have you help us out on the farm to get you to build some character.“ Jin smacked Yoongi’s chest chummily. "We’ll definitely help you out. I’m your hyung after all. Although, you’re not as handsome as me, you’re still pretty good-looking!”

           You sighed and glanced over at Leo, who was standing stiffly while Tae was circling him curiously.

           "Tae…?“ You questioned then watched as Tae koala hugged Leo from the side.

           "I like him.” Tae giggled. “He reminds me of a big kitty.”  

           You chuckled, amused.

           Leo blinked and looked down at Tae questioningly. The younger grinned widely at him so Leo simply patted his head gently, wondering if that was what Tae was waiting for. It seemed to satisfy the cousin because he climbed down and helped Leo with a suitcase.

           You stayed behind the group, marching forward at a slow pace as you watched everyone fuss over the new guests with vigor. Thankfully, it was the weekend tomorrow so you didn’t have to think about work. But you were a bit worried about whether or not Yoongi would able to handle helping out at the farm.

           Oh well.

           You shrugged.

           He did say he was adaptable and flexible after all.


           Yoongi lay wide awake. He tossed and turned on the floor. Tae was on one side of him and Jin was on the other, sleeping soundly. He thought this had been some sort of empty room for him to fill during his stay, but it turned out to be the males’ bedroom. They simply laughed at him when he asked where their bed earlier. Leo was in his own corner of the room, also resting. He had told Yoongi he didn’t feel it was appropriate to sleep near his master so he insisted on sleeping apart.

           "Ah this is crazy.“ he slipped out from the shared covers and stepped out of the room.

           He wandered towards the kitchen where he spotted a dim light. Peeking in carefully, he exhaled in relief when he realized it was just you.

           "Can’t sleep either?” he mumbled and felt a bit better seeing you flinch in your seat. Teasing you always eased him.

           You turned and blinked. “Um yeah. You?”

           "I guess I’m not used to the floor.“ Yoongi scratched his head.

           "Sorry. My younger sister and the twins have the beds.” You smiled apologetically.

           Yoongi shook his head as he took a seat. “No, don’t be sorry. I’m not complaining. I’ll get used to it in no time.”

           "Want something to drink?“ You offered.

           "What do you have?”

           "We make tea from scratch so I can pluck the leaves from the garden outside. If you want milk, I’ll go get the cow.“

           He froze in his seat. You burst out laughing, probably at his horrified expression. He relaxed, realizing you were kidding.

           "We do buy some groceries. Relax.” You stood up. “Tea sound good?”

           "Yeah.“ he smiled, not expecting a joke from you.  

           You shuffled around the kitchen and he took a peek at what you were doing on the table. He recognized the planner that was always glued to your hand in the office. You were plotting out the next month already.

           "Wow…” he marveled as he skimmed through the pages. “You really are crazy.”

           You shot him a disapproving look that had him grinning.

           "You even have the time you sleep scheduled??“ he pointed. "And shower?!”

           You rushed over and snatched the planner away from him, obviously embarrassed. He smirked victoriously as you continued to tend to his tea without a word. Then he took the time to truly glance at you and found himself blushing. Long gone was your usual professional and uptight attire. You stood in front of him in a tattered and loose oversized shirt, and baggy basketball shorts. Your hair wasn’t up in a tight bun and primly pinned back as it had been earlier, it was now down, slightly wavy and relaxed.

           "It’s not as good as Leo’s tea but yeah…“ your voice pulled him out of his thoughts; he realized only now that you were standing in front of him expectantly.

           He blinked a few times to bring himself back to focus and after blowing on it a couple of times to cool it down, took small sip of the tea.

           "It’s good.” he smiled and watched as your body relaxed with his approval. Then you went about to make yourself some. “So what’s a typical day around here like?”

           "What’s this, an interview?“

           He smiled. "I’d like to know what I’m getting into.”

           "Oh?“ he watched as you turned, a playful smirk splaying on your face. "I thought you were more of a 'figure it out as you go’ kind of guy.”

           He sipped his tea, amused. “This is uncharted territory.”

           "Interesting.“ You chuckled and took a seat beside him. "Well, in the morning, we get up when the roosters crow, which is when they spot the sunrise.”

           He cringed at the thought of waking up before dawn.

           "Then we collect the new eggs the chickens laid. Mom usually makes breakfast while the younger ones go feed the animals. The older ones set up the equipment to head into the field for the day. Then we milk the cows and herd the sheep into the fresh pastures to graze. We also lead the pigs to the outside pen. Then we go to the fields and in this season, we tend to the crops and pick those that are ready for harvest and collect them. Sometimes we clean the stables too depending on how bad it is, groom the animals. It varies on need.“

           Yoongi rested his face on the table and glanced up at you. "Are you serious?”

           "I’m serious.“ You smiled at him cheekily.

           "And I HAVE to do this?”

           "That’s up to you.“ you giggled. "But my family is very coercive.”

           He squinted at you skeptically.

           "Oh.“ You clapped and stepped into one of the rooms, coming out with a large fluffy blanket. "Here. You can use this. You can curl yourself up in a ball like usual and it’ll kind of feel like a mattress underneath you.”

           Yoongi reached out and grabbed it. It really was soft. He’d easily fall asleep with this hugging him.

           "Wow, this is great. Where’d you get it?“

           "Oh I made it.” You grinned proudly. “There’s lots of quality sheep wool inside the patterns.”

           "Ahh.“ Yoongi remembered. "That’s why you so easily tailored my suits and stuff.”

           "I’m a woman of many talents.“ You smiled smugly.

           Yoongi chuckled. "Thanks for this.”

           "Go rest up. You’re going to need as much rest as you can get for tomorrow.“ You warned.

           "I’m afraid so.” Yoongi stood up then glanced around. “Where do you sleep?”

           "Oh.“ He saw a dust of pink cover your cheeks. "I sleep in the living room.”

           He furrowed his brows and looked over at the living room which had a ragged couch, a rocking chair, and a couple of wooden chairs surrounding a small wooden table.

           "Where…“

           You smiled warmly and pushed him towards the boy’s room. "Get some rest, Mr. Min.”

           He was trying to process where and how you were sleeping in that living room. Wasn’t it cold? Was it comfortable? But you had ushered him back into the room with ease and he soon found himself wrapped inside your handmade blanket beside Leo. He was comfortable next to him and he didn’t want his precious bodyguard to get cold. Plus, he wanted to see the man get flustered in the morning when he woke up beside him.


           Obnoxious screeching and heavy footsteps against the floor pierce through Yoongi’s senses and stirred him awake. He groaned and reached his hand out, trying to find the source of the noise to turn it off. When he opened one eye, he found a bright pair of curious ones in front of his face. He gasped and stumbled away.

           "Good morning!“ Tae grinned brightly. "You were like crawling but not really crawling just now. Were you having a dream?”

           Yoongi glanced around. It was just him and Tae in the room. Where did Leo go?

           "What is that noise?“ he covered his ears, the irregularly rhythmic screech still ongoing.

           "Oh that’s the rooster.” Tae giggled. “He wakes us all up when the sun is starting to rise. That means it’s the start of a new day of work!”

           "What?“ Yoongi curled himself inside the blanket, not wanting to believe that people actually were raring to go this early in the morning.

           "Oh! That’s noona’s blanket ~” Tae pointed suggestively. “Did you two rendezvous last night??”

           "Tae.“ Your voice echoed at the doorway.

           Yoongi peeked out from his cocoon and spotted you in a pair of jeans and a flannel top, another casual look. Your hair was pulled back in a ponytail and you had your arms crossed as usual, wearing the stern look Yoongi was so familiar with. So was Tae apparently because he floated out of the room without complaints.

           "Let’s go, Mr. Min. Jin laid out overalls for you to throw on, unless you want to wear your expensive leather jackets and hoodies to the barn.” You nudged his body with your foot. “I warned you that you’d have to wake up early.”

           He groaned and rolled around. “Where’s Leo?”

           "Oh, he went running with Jin. Said something about wanting to scan the perimeter for any dangers.“ You restated.

           Yoongi exhaled and unrolled himself from the blanket. His hair was disheveled and his face felt undeniably puffy.

           "Wash your face and let’s go. We have stuff to do. We’ll start you off easy.”

           "Define 'easy’?“ Yoongi groaned.

           He caught you smirk as you took a step out of the room.

           "We’re going to clean those dirty hoes you love so much.”


           You stretched as you stepped out of your house, taking in the completely fresh air. It was one of the things you loved about still being home. It was like you got the best of both worlds–the bustling work life in the city and the relaxing weekend getaway feel of the countryside. During the week, you didn’t see your family much and they never urged you to help out before you left or after you got home. Most of your pay went to your siblings anyway, and you really didn’t mind. You liked encouraging them to dream big and giving them a safety net to do so.

           "So where are these hoes?“ You heard Yoongi’s playful tone behind you and you grinned.

           "Right this way, sir.” You motioned towards the shed, taking in how much he had to roll up Jin’s overalls because of their size difference.

           He glared at you. “I told you not to call me that.”

           You giggled and walked forward. He followed you.

           Tae was sitting in the center of the shed with a rag, humming a tune while wiping down the tools in front of him.

           "This isn’t hard, just tedious.“ You grabbed two fresh rags from the pile and chucked one at Yoongi. "We just clean them so they don’t rust and they’re all still effective when we take them out.”

           "Gotcha.“ Yoongi glanced around. "Are there chairs?”

           You and Tae snickered.

           "Come sit by me, hyung.“ Tae patted the floor beside him.

           Yoongi did so and watched how Tae was doing it, mimicking his motions.

           Tae laughed. "There’s no wrong way…just wipe it.”

           "He’s probably never had to clean anything before.“ You mentioned as you sat down in front of Yoongi.

           "So he doesn’t even wipe his own butt?” Tae stared at Yoongi in awe.

           "Tae!“ You blushed.

           "No.” Yoongi whispered playfully. “Someone else does it for me.”

           Tae gasped and gave him a thumbs up. “You’re my hero!”

           You rolled your eyes at how gullible your cousin was.

           Tae continued to ask Yoongi questions about his life in the city and about rich people. Yoongi didn’t seem to mind answering them. He’d add a story or two in there, which had Taehyung laughing without sound at how funny it was. You listened in, trying to hold back your own laughter. You still wanted to remain composed in front your boss after all.

           Suddenly Bacon and a beautiful large dog came running into the shed excitedly.

           "Soonshim! Bacon!“ Tae opened his arms and the animals ran into his embrace.

           Yoongi glanced over at you curiously and you smiled.

           "Tae’s an animal whisperer.”

           "Ah.“ he raised his eyebrows, impressed.

           "He works as a vet in a small animal clinic nearby while he finishes up school.” You disclosed.

           "Do they really have large hospitals JUST for animals in Seoul?“ Tae’s wide eager eyes had both you and Yoongi laughing.

           "Yeah. I know of a few.” Yoongi mentioned.

           "REALLY?“ Tae jumped up, causing Bacon to fall off his lap. "THAT’S LIKE MY DREAM!”

           "Is it?“ Yoongi looked up at him, amused.

           You watched Tae and Yoongi chat with each other with ease.

           "What about Y/N?”

           You tuned in when your name was mentioned. “Hm?”

           Tae grinned, speaking for you. “She wants to be a CEO one day, and be a cool business woman. When she was young, she would stick wooden sticks under her slippers and pretend she was wearing high heels.”

           You blushed, flustered by the way Yoongi was grinning at you fondly.“T-tae, you can’t just tell other people about my dream!”

           "What about you, hyung?“ Tae chimed.

           Yoongi’s face turned blank and he hummed. "I’m not actually sure…”

           Sensing Tae had accidentally hit a land mine, you stood up quickly. “I think these look clean now. How about we help out with collecting eggs?”

           "Yes!! I love egg hunting!“ Tae sprung up excitedly and hurried out.

           "Here.” You reached for Yoongi’s freshly cleaned tool and he obliged.

           "So umm…how do we go about collecting the eggs? Is there some contraption that rolls them down?“ he questioned.

           You laughed, "No. We’re going to take them right from the chickens.”

           His eyes threatened to leave its sockets. “What??”

           You had to drag him to the chicken coop by gripping tightly on his arm.

           "Y/N. You should know I don’t like touching most animals. Dogs are fine. Even Bacon is good. But chickens…chickens are dangerous. So are cows. Cows are the DEVIL. And horses! They can all kill. They’re going to take vengeance on the human race and kill us all.“

           You rolled your eyes as you pulled him into the coop. Your young twin siblings were giggling as they chased the chickens around, providing a distraction so your younger sister and Tae can snatch up their eggs.

           "If my 7 year old siblings can do it, your grown ass can get in there.” You encouragingly pushed him forward. “Tae, give Mr. Min some gloves.”

           Tae glanced up with a blank expression. “Who’s Mr. Min?”

           You exhaled and pointed at the man next to you, “Min Yoongi. Yoongi.”

           Yoongi felt his lips curl up into a smile at hearing you say his first name for once.

           "Oh! Right!“ Tae bounced up and got him thick gloves. "Now you have to time it perfectly. The chickens will peck you if you don’t do it right.”

           Yoongi gulped and took in a deep breath as he pulled the gloves over his hands. You bit your lip, trying not to crack up at his transparent nervousness. He was usually so relaxed and displayed an air of confidence, like nothing could faze him. But here he was, yielding to a coop full of chickens.

           You watched him with amusement as he cautiously padded inside with Tae. The twins and your younger sister were watching him curiously. He gripped onto Tae’s sleeve anxiously and yelled out whenever a chicken skidded by. You covered your mouth out of respect, but the entire scene was hysterical.

           "It’s okay, hyung. You can do it.“ Tae encouraged. "Twins, do your thing.”

           The 7 year olds nodded and ran around chasing the chickens playfully, clearing the section with Yoongi.

           "Like this, Mr. Min.“ Your younger sister smiled warmly and showed him how to pick up the egg. "Put them in those crates outside of the fence.”

           "I’ll hold them up for you.“ You offered and lifted the egg crate up.

           Yoongi inhaled and exhaled as he crouched down, keeping an obvious close eye on the chickens, like he was doing something illegal. With a yelp, he grabbed the egg and waddled over to you, holding the one egg delicately and as far from his body as possible, like it was a ticking toxic gas bomb.

           "Good job, Mr. Min.” You cooed, causing him to shoot you a glare at your obvious sarcasm. “Only a lot more eggs to go.”

           You spotted the look of terror in his face, as he spotted the amount of eggs that had been laid on the ground.

           "Don’t worry. With us three, we can get it done before breakfast is done!“ Tae cheered. "Let’s go, go, go!”

           Tae and your younger sister began humming a song and continued their work. Yoongi looked at you pleadingly, and you shrugged nonchalantly, enjoying this newfound power over him.

           "Why aren’t you doing work?“ he pointed.

           "I’m supervising so you don’t slack of like usual, Mr. Min.” You retorted.

           He scrunched his face at you in disapproval then stretched his back and legs, getting ready to crouch down along with the other two.

           "I’ll show these chickens.“ he hummed.

           "Yes, Mr. Min. Turn up!” Tae exclaimed as Yoongi finally started picking up the eggs carefully and hurried his way to you to drop them off.

           You quite enjoyed seeing the adorable way he scurried back and forth, with a look of both astonishment and worry on his face whenever he succeeded in picking up an egg unscathed.

           "Ah! Ah! Ah!“ He yelled whenever a chicken ran astray and close to him.

           He tiptoed away from it and soon the chickens were attracted to his odd little dance.

           "Get away from me! Gah!”

           The twins giggled and grabbed his hands on either side.

           "You’re funny, Mister.“

           "They won’t hurt you.”

           You watched as Yoongi stiffly stood in the middle of the crowd of chickens pecking at his boots with his eyes screwed shut. You laughed and entered to coop, figuring you should help him out, since it was his first time and all.

           "Come here Mr. Min.“ You pulled him away and gestured for the twins to grab food for the chickens.

           "Here ~” the twins handed you the bird feeder bag.

           "What’s that?“

           "Since you’re so popular with chickens, I figured you could help feed them.” You smiled.

           "No. No thank you. Absolutely not.“

           An obnoxious laugh erupted from the entrance causing everyone to look over.

           "Are you…chickening out Yoongi?” Jin cracked a joke, but no one reacted and went about their business.

           Jin laughed at himself and nudged Leo beside him. “Eh. Eh. That was funny! Cause he’s in the chicken coop!”

           Leo pursed his lips in an attempt to hide his amusement, but couldn’t stop himself from laughing along.

           "See? I made him laugh!“ Jin interjected.

           "Cause he’s laughing AT you, not with you, Oppa.” Your younger sister emphasized.

           "Hand.“ You showed Yoongi your palm and he reluctantly mirrored you. You placed a handful of seeds into his palm and then in your own. Kneeling down, you whistled to get the chicken’s attention and slowly, they bobbed their way over to your hand. You pulled at Yoongi’s jeans to urge him to crouch down. With a nervous sigh, he did.

           "Ah!” he whined as their beaks dipped into his palm. “They’re attacking me!”

           You rolled your eyes. “They’re eating, Mr. Min.”

           "Their beaks! My skin is going to be ripped!“ he dramatically complained.

           "This ajhussi is funny.” One of the twins stood beside him.

           "And his hair reminds me of cotton candy.“ the other smiled. "Will it taste like it too?”

           "No.“ You scolded and eyed the two troublesome youngsters.

           They reached out, petting Yoongi’s hair innocently.

           "Fluffy.” They giggled then went to play with Tae who was dancing around with two eggs in his palm, clearly in his own little world.

           "If you’re like this with the chickens, you’ll be ten times funnier with the rest of the animals.“ You snorted.

           "The rest?” Yoongi cried.

           "Maybe we’ll just have you herd the sheep for today.“ You smirked as you stood up and wiped your hands clean. "Before you help out at the field, that is.”

           He groaned then screamed when a chicken nipped at his empty palm. In a flash, he was scrambling to stand up.

           "I’ll have you know I ate your cousins fried!“ He retaliated childishly towards the chickens.

           Everyone in the barn was roaring with laughter at his comment. He looked around, puzzled at first, but then he grinned widely as he took a good look at everyone heartily enjoying themselves. This definitely wasn’t boring way to spend time.


           But herding sheep for Min Yoongi wasn’t any easier.

           On the flip side, it was even more entertaining for everyone. Your parents even took out the camera just to record him running away as fast he could from the sheep frolicking after him. You learned that he was an insanely speedy runner, for someone who didn’t like doing much all day. In the end, Leo and Tae had to come in and save him while you properly herded the sheep into the fresh pasture.

           You walked back into the house after washing your hands, the scent of freshly cooked eggs and bacon filling your nostrils. Your family shot you suggestive glances as you entered the kitchen, and you realized they all had left a seat open beside Yoongi. You rolled your eyes and took a seat, unaffected.

           "I’m not sure how I feel about this.” Yoongi frowned as he stared at his plate then at Bacon who was eating something in the corner. “How do you all not turn vegetarian?”

           Tae giggled. “Because it tastes good.”

           Yoongi nodded in agreement. “Thank you for the food, Mrs. Y/L/N.”

           "Dear, I told you to call me Mom.“ your mom smiled as she sat down, wiping her freshly washed hands on her apron.

           "Thanks…mom.” Yoongi blushed and you smiled slightly, remembering how he had lost his own parents at a young age. It must be weird for him to call someone that after all these years.

           Your mom grinned and threw more bacon on his plate lovingly. “Now eat up. Feel free to get seconds and thirds. Tae and Jin always do. There’s enough for everyone to get several helpings.”

           "You’ll need it.“ You bantered. "Today’s probably the most activity I’ve ever seen you do.”

           "Yeah, I could eat a whole cow.“ he answered lightly.

           "I thought cows were the devil.” You grinned playfully.

           "I could still eat them.“ he shrugged.

           You caught Tae smirk and wiggle his eyebrows at you from across the table. Embarrassed, you kicked his leg underneath.

           "OW!” Jin cried out. “Who kicked me?!”

           You and Tae looked away, feigning innocence, while everyone else continued to ravage away at their meal.

           After breakfast, you left Yoongi and Leo in Jin, Tae, and your father’s care, while you tended to your own duties with your mom and sisters. When you all reconvened for dinner later that day, Yoongi looked like he had gone through war and back. His face was gaunt and weak, and he was slightly stumbling on his own feet. Leo guided him firmly into the house.  

           "What did you do to him?“ You mused as Yoongi retreated to the bedroom without a word.

           "Well we carried things here and there. Did the usual harvesting routine. He helped out, but struggled. He’s not used to heavy lifting it seems so his muscles are probably shot.” Jin frowned worriedly. “Hopefully he’s okay. We tried to take it easy today, but we do have a schedule.”

           "It’s okay.“ You chuckled. "I’m sure he’s just resting. He’ll be okay.”

           "Honey, here.“ Your mom handed you a packet. "Put these medicinal patches on his back to soothe the muscles.”

           You exhaled. “Why don’t Tae and Jin do it?”

           "No way.“ Tae giggled and shoved the patches into your hands. "I’m sure he’d rather have you ~ do it.”

           "Don’t do anything. It’s still our bedroom.“ Jin warned.

           "Like I’d do anything! Pfft.” You rolled your eyes and stormed into the room, to hide your growing blush. You were sure your whole family meeting was heard by Yoongi on the other side of the wall. But when you found him, snoring, face-down on the ground, in just his boxers, you thanked the lucky stars he didn’t.

           "Good work today, Mr. Min.“ You mumbled as you knelt beside him, pressing the patches onto the tensed muscles of his back.

           He groaned as you pushed down on his knots, stirring awake. "Y/N.”

           You blushed. “Sorry, did I wake you?”

           You showed him the herb patches. “I just wanted to make sure I was putting them where it’s most tense.”

           "I’m so exhausted.“ he yawned. "How are you still functioning?”

           You smiled. “I’m used to it I guess. I was raised doing this.”

           He sat up groggily. “But I’m also starving, so I’m glad you woke me up.”

           "Dinner’s almost ready.“

           "Mmkay.”

           He spun around, showing his back to you, allowing you to place the patches on him more easily.

           "Can you massage my shoulders?“ he requested. "I feel like I’m wearing shoulder pads.”

           You chuckled and kneaded your fingers against his skin, trying not to think about how he was only wearing one thin piece of fabric in front of you. Your mind instead wandered to how soft his skin felt, smooth like a baby’s, and glowingly white, like the fresh milk you had gather earlier today.

           You realized that his body had grown limp under your touch and he was no longer grunting at the pain. You peeked over and found him sound asleep, with his head hanging down carelessly. You smiled to yourself as you eased him down onto his pillow. But he shivered and rolled over, trying to find some sort of warmth, which so happened to be your lap. You inhaled sharply at the contact as he nuzzled his head comfortably. His hands were gripping the side of your jeans tightly.

           "Um…“ You bit your lip.

           His mouth hung open and soft snoring was soon heard; his body rising and falling rhythmically. You yawned, watching him made you feel sleepy too.

           After a few minutes, your legs started tingling. They were asleep and when you went to shift your position, you felt pins and needles shoot all over your leg. You winced and hurriedly shook Yoongi awake. He shot up urgently from your hurried shakes.

           "What? What?” he frantically looked around the room.

           "My legs… my legs are asleep.“ You whined.

           "Oh shit.” he realized that it was because of him and scrambled to lay a hand on your leg.

           "AHHH!“ You screamed as he slowly moved your legs from underneath you.

           You gripped at his shirt, tears forming in your eyes. It was painful, but it also slightly tickled. You weren’t sure how to react.

           "Lay back. I’ll massage it.” he instructed worriedly.

           You covered your eyes so he couldn’t see that you were starting to cry and got on your back. He lifted your leg and massaged your calves roughly, making you yell out again.

           Suddenly, the door burst open and your hand flew away from your face, realizing what the entire situation might look like. Yoongi was still half naked to make matters worse.

           You were horrified as you found your older brother, Jin, standing at the door in pure shock, his eyes wide and his mouth parted. Leo was beside him nodding approvingly, his face unchanging as always.

           "Oppa… I…“ You stammered to explain.

           Then Tae appeared beside Jin curiously and his face oppositely turned into a seductive grin.

           "Ooo la la~” he giggled.

           "Tae…“ You tried to sound threatening but your heart raced worriedly at what mischievous thought had run through his mind.

           "Auntie! ~ GET THE BABY CRIBS BACK OUT! YOU GON’ BE A G-MA!” Tae announced happily.  

           You groaned and covered your face in shame while Yoongi slowly lay down and rolled himself silently into his blanket cocoon.

           This was going to be a looongg punishment.

PART 4 

My Heart Will Go On

Title: My Heart Will Go On

Author: @spn-imagines-nation ; Gwen

Pairing: BalthazarXReader

Word Count: 1,326

Warnings: None exept intense fluff!!! 6x17 spoil

A/N: Requested by @axelwolf8109 !

Summary: Balthazar unsank the Titanic. As the boys realized it his excuse is that he hated Celine Dion’s song from the movie. But the real reason is slightly different.

Feedback is always appreciated ! ❤ English isn’t our first language, sorry for that !


Sam and Dean decided to summon the angel Balthazar after finding him in a picture of the Titanic’s crew. They were working on a case where the boat’s passenger’s offspring were being killed, they carried a table to the middle of the room they were in. Then Dean put a bowl and candles on it and drew some sigills in chalk, as Sam closed the curtains to avoid any curious eyes to watch their private ceremony. Afterwards Dean lighted a match and droped it into the bowl, the lights flickered as the summoned creature answered the call. The Winchesters started to look around as they doubt their rital worked. Until they could finally hear the angel’s familiar teasing voice. He told them, after serving himself a drink, how the boat was supposed to sink by hurting an iceberg and how he hated the movie and the song made for it by the not so famous anymore, in this new reality, Celine Dion. All of this just made the bothers more and more confused as they were now supposed to save undreds of people because of him.

“But now somebody is killing the descndants of the survivors. 
– And ?
– And that’s maybe like 50,000 people. 
– And ?
– And we need to save as many as we can, but we need to know who’s after ‘em. 
– Oh, uh, sorry, uh. You have me confused with the other angel, you know, the one in the dirty trenchcoat who’s in love with you. I… don’t care. Goodbye, boys.” 

He left right after saying these words leaving the brothers speachless by his arrogance and selfishness. But in reality the angel was not only leaving, but returning directly in the past, where he had something important for him to do. He didn’t un-sank the Titanic for the reason he evoked but for something even his pride couldn’t admit for a long time.

Back in the old, old days each angels looked after humans, all equally shared among them. After God’s vanishing they denied their mission. But denial didn’t prevent them from hearing the calls of their protégés. Balthazar ignored them as he always did until a voice ringed in a really peculiar way in his hears.

It was in 1890 when Y/N was born, at this time he knew she would be a very unique person. And he was right in her 20′s Y/N was a beautiful and strong woman. She was unique, independant, fierce, and most of all she was pure, so pure that she shined in the eyes of heaven. At first the angel tried to ignore the voice, this inner voice telling him to protect her at all cost, the urge to always watch after her. He thought that it was his mission punshing him right in the face after all this time but it was way more than that. The others started to worry about the attention growing from their brother.

They were in their right since love between angels and humans was prohibited because of the result of their union, nephilims. Nephilims whom God erased from the suface of the earth when he decided they were not meant to be in either world of his creation. Since that day it was clear that their love for humans was their biggest weakness. So they decided to look away from earth and to somehow forget all about those stories.

“That’s nothing just some kind of nostalgic feeling for the good old times.”

He assured to his borthers, they trusted him for this time. But he realized that humans were everything, in fact he realized that she was everything. Another kind of love was born inside of him just by watching this pure soul helplessly calling for him. And that was it, the decision was made by his clostest brothers to end this masquarade a way or another.

A day of 1912 the young and beautiful lady Y/N took a trip to the US throught the incredible boat everyone was talking about, the Titanic. At first he was enjoying the trip just like she was. The feeling of the unknown and of infinite possibilities, a whole new horizon for the adventurous Y/N who was as exited as ever. But the exitment was short for Balthazar as he learned the ship was planed to sink a few days later, taking this pure and blessed soul he cherished so much with it. In the end he could only watch this beautiful woman he loved so much going to the bottom of the ocean as he desperatly cried, and he cried for a long time. The worst part was that she didn’t find her way to Heaven or Hell, she was just gone, forever.

Until the gorvernor of heaven fell into the pit letting chaos invade the kingdom of the lord. He never forgot her and what was 100 years in the life of an angel? It was finally time for him to have a chance to say good bye to Y/N. But things changed when he saw her stading in the line to get into the ship. He couldn’t just let her go again.

“I’ve missed you.
– Wh-who are you? Do I know you ? 
– Oh. Right. Let me introduce myself. I’m Balthazar.”

In some way she could only smile at him as she was shaking his hand.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N.
– I know.”

He smiled back as she looked quite puzzled at first. But a familiar feeling invaded her, like she always knew him, and she did. He stayed the whole trip with her during his free time as he was a member of the crew, pretending his was learning about her like she was about him. But he already knew everything, and he already loved her a love that even the sky wouldn’t be able to supress. The boat avoided the iceberg and she avoided a tormented and agonising death. That was the moment he sined. And quickly the hardness of reality came back at him when the Winchesters called for him. He made a choice, the one to kill Atropos, one of the fates, and all the ones that would get in the way. And as he found the good timing to kill the first one, he got stoped by Castiel. At that real instant he understood, the past belongs to the past. The reality was heartbroken, it happened a century ago and it was still so hurtfull to him that he denided her death and lived with the only hope of her coming back in any way possible. But he knew the rules, rules that even the rebells won’t even dare to break. Anyone but him, and he saw his mistake, his sin: it was to think he could ever change that.

“Uh, sweetie, before we go, um, I could remove that stick from your.
– Don’t try me.
– Oh. We’ll leave it inserted, then. All right, then. Let’s sink the Titanic.”

He returned back and his heart was teared appart as he saw the smile Y/N formed for him with her perfect red lips as they gazed into each other’s eyes. If he could he would have her by his side forever. But that’s not the law of nature and angels were not meant to love humans the way he loved her. He had to finally let her go after all this time. Castiel and Atropos were there too, only watching from the distance as the angel walk to the love of his eternity of a life. He embraced her with all the strenght and the gentleness of his love.

My heart will go on.
– What?
– I will miss you, I am the worst guardian of the history of Heaven. Oh, I will miss you so much.”

Tears flowed from the corner of his eyes as he captured her lips for the very first and last time.

SHINee in Toronto

Okay so I wasn’t gonna submit a story cuz I was like maybe some fans were gonna bless me with their SHINee experiences and make mines look LAME but all I see is BTS and EXO and GOT7 so let me tell yall about my main kpop group, SHINee! I present to you this extremely long post about my SHINee in Toronto experinece!

Okay so first off, I live in Virginia in the US. My older cousin actually surprised me with SHINee tickets for my 21st birthday which was earlier this month. I broke down crying when she told me we were going because I thought I’d never see my ultimate kpop group since the US tour consisted of Dallas and LA. I tried to get over it cuz I had BTS tickets (which I gave up to travel to Canada… sad but worth it). So anyways, I traveled to the magnificent country of Canada the day before the concert and saw the Niagara Falls and all that fun, touristy things. 

Alright so the day of the concert, I’m hella lit. I was going to the concert with my cousin, her best friend, and her best friend’s husband (They’re such goals. She sucked him into the Kpop world and now he’s a Kpop fanboy). So my cousin’s best friend and I are on stalker mode. We lit walked around Toronto from 9am - 3pm looking for SHINee cuz… ya know. We didn’t find them but I did go up the CN Tower (Which is the tallest building on the Western Hemisphere. I’ll add the picture I took from the top!) and I experienced the greatness that is Tim Hortons. Amazing place, honestly. So like I said we didn’t find SHINee. However, as we were walking past the venue, girls who were handing out lighsticks told us they were at the Niagara Falls and we were just like oh great… we missed them by a day!

So we go back to our hotel and start to get ready for the concert. I spend like an hour on my makeup which my cousin nor her best friend could understand but like… it’s SHINee… my ultimate bias Kim Kibum is in SHINee? Like? What did they want from me? So I went what I consider, “all out” on my makeup. I was pretty cute, if I say so myself. So after getting ready, we head back to the venue (all in walking distance) and the line is getting long cuz it’s like 5pm and doors open at 6:30. There were super long lines at the park across the street for stuff we didn’t know so walked over there instead cuz who’s gonna wait in that long line for the venue? I told them we should’ve waited as I’ve experienced five kpop events before but no no, we get out of line and go to the park. I didn’t complain too much though because I got like three SHINee light sticks, a photo card, a banner, fan chant sheets, etc. So after that we head back to the line at the venue cuz it’s about 6pm but again, they don’t wanna stand in line because it was getting too cold for them. So we head to a coffee shop across the street and stay there until like 6:20. 

Here’s where I wanted to tell them I told them so because when we got back to the venue, the line was wrapped around the building and they were pissed and I’m just like… I told yall but okay. So we stand in line for an hour and a half. Yes, we stood out in the cold until 7:30 when they let us in. Mind you, the concert was supposed to start at 7:30 but I guess they were still setting up? So we get inside, I’m super hype now but my cousin and her friend have to use the bathroom and I’m just like cool okay because once they let us inside the venue the doors to the auditorium were still shut so (: 

So the bathrooms were like downstairs and we go there and since I didn’t have to use the bathroom, I walked off a little to check out the venue and stood beside a friendly security guard. Idk if she was friendly or not but she didn’t tell me to go away cuz she was blocking this door or whatever. So I’m standing there and this other girl who I remember seeing outside is standing with me and suddenly we hear singing? And it’s one of SHINee’s songs and it’s Jonghyun’s voice… COMING FROM THE BLOCKED DOOR! So I turn to the girl and I’m like… “Do you hear that? Does… does that sound live to you?” and she must’ve thought the same thing cuz she’s freaking out and the security guard is SMIRKING AT US and so to confirm my suspicious, we hear Onew’s voice break at one part of the song and now I’m freaking out. I recorded some of it but you can barely hear it because the girl and I were too busy fangirling. So after it’s over, I go back to where the restrooms are and tell my cousin and her friend what happened and they’re mad and I’m just like :) sucks for yall.

SO FINALLY!! We get inside the venue AND PLEASE tell me why I have the best cousin in the entire world?! I was FRONT AND CENTER at the stage. I was within the first five rows from the stage. I literally cried at how close I was and because… SHINee. So I couldn’t take any pictures or anything cuz this one rude security guard threatened to confiscate our phones like we’re in fucking high school or something. And they actually did remove people from the audience who got caught taking pictures or recording and I won’t about to lose my possible only chance and witnessing Kings so nah. No recording or pictures from me.

Okay so here’s the actual good stuff. I mentioned Key was my bias right? I never thought Key would be interested in me cuz idk… he doesn’t give me that vibe he likes black girls so I threw all hope of our imaginary relationship out the window. Until that night that is… So at the beginning, they were introducing themselves and Key is talking and the venue is dead ass quiet except for Key. So my rude American self, I literally scream out, “KIBUM I LOVE YOU!” And lit EVERYONE turned around to look at me. Like EVERYONE, my cousin, her friend, her friend’s husband, the security guards, the people in front of me, SHINEE! Like everyone looked at me. And I’m shocked cuz I’m usually a quiet person. When I yell, people tell me it’s like I’m talking normally lmao. So KIBUM abrubtly stops talking and LOOKS AT ME for like a whole three seconds and looks like he forgot what he was gonna say but he remembered and continued his speech so I’m still shookt cuz he ACTUALLY HEARD ME! 

So the concert goes on, I’m jamming out, and Minho makes his way over to my side of the stage and he’s looking at me and he nods his head at me as if to say, “what’s up?” and I thought I imagined this but apparently not cuz my cousin turned to me and was like, “Did Choi Minho just nod at you?” and these two girls in front of me actually turned around and GLARED at me and I’m just in my head like chill, I don’t want Minho. Key is my man. Speaking of Key, he comes over to my side of the stage every now and then and at one point our eyes lock and he SMILES AT ME and I’m shookt cuz Kibum you don’t know what you do to me holy shit. And this happened during a majority of the concert and my cousin is eyeing me and I’m just like, “Nah he’s not smiling and looking at me. Leave me alone.”

SO during the times he smiled at me, I’m oblivious and don’t smile back so I’m under the impression he’s smiling at the girls in front of me. So at the end of the concert, when Jonghyun was talking, my eyes were like glued to Key as if I’m trying to take as much of him in as I can before I won’t see him in person for another 1,000 years. SO please tell me why he turns his head and boom, our eyes LOCK AGAIN!! And he’s not smiling at me this time, he’s just staring with this blank stare at me and I’m giving him the same facial expression back. So then I decide to test if he’s really looking at me (though it was obvious but stuff like this doesn’t happen to nobodies like me. I’ve met Jackson twice and he still doesn’t love me.) and I smile the biggest smile I can at him and HE IMMEDIATELY SMILED BACK AT ME! Like holy shit, it was the brightest smile and the same smile that made me fall in love with him five years ago! And my cousin is nudging me and pointing at Key and the girl in front of me, whew, IF LOOKS COULD KILL!! And I’m just in a trance cuz, Kim Kibum of SHINee noticed me and now I can die happily.

So besides Kibum and Minho, Onew got really close to us at one point that if I stretched out my hand, he could’ve literally grabbed it. My cousin’s friend caught a ball that Onew personally signed (I’m still jealous), Jonghyun winked at the two girls in front of me and I swear one of them almost fainted, and Taemin is literally so shy and a sweetie. He’s adorable. I had a fun time and now I just gotta find a way to get Key my number and we’re good. Lmao.

Be nice to me baby

Originally posted by thisfrayedfate

Be nice to me baby

Jimin angst

Jimin X reader

 

The moon shining through the trees as you made your way home you mood still not changed from earlier you and you boyfriend jimin had been having fights recently and his temper and attitude had completely changed and took it out on you. You continued to walk to your apartment you both shared nervous of what was a waiting you. His morning he had screamed at you  for making him breakfast and yelled at you to leave him alone which ended you going out the door in tears crying your heart of on the bus with the only comfort you had gotten in weeks which laid in the arms of a elderly woman who gave you a cuddle and gave you a tissue as she saw you crying.

So why was he so mad?

Well you were about to find out, you stood there hesitantly putting you key in the lock and quietly open the door only to be greeted with darkness and silence.

“Jimin baby” you said with caution in your voice. Only to be greeted with silence.

You saw a light on in the office so carefully walked towards it with your heart in your throat. Why were you so scared? you had been dating for since you were 9 and he was 11. And you had never had a argument you now 19 turning 20 soon and the jimin you fell for was slowly fading away and you didn’t know why.

You approached the door and took a big deep breath and knocked on the door only to be greeted with silence again. You open the door to see your boyfriend slouched over the desk with his back towards you and the desk covered in papers ,documents  and folders. He let out a sigh and picked up a folder from the follow only to be surprised when he saw you in the door way.

“what do you want” he sniggered and continued you Fick through the folder.

“I wanted to see you baby” you smiled and moved away from the door and moved over to him.

“Why did you come back?” he said clearly annoyed by your presence.

“I missed you I know you have been working so hard so wanted to see if you were okay “you said gently gliding your fingers through his black hair only for him to slap them way in an angry mood.

“GET THE HELL OF ME YOU BITCH” he yelled and stood up from his desk.

“i..i..im sorry .b..aby “ you said obviously scared from what just happen and walking back wards from him.

“LEAVE ME ALONE DIDN’T YOU GET THAT? LEAVE “he hissed through his teeth his face getting more annoyed.

“I’m sorry baby calm down “you said with a smile

“YOU STUPID? LEAVE ME ALONE SLUT” he screamed head close you exploding. you grabbed your purse and ran out the door only for hot tears to run down your face as you walked to the bus stop.

Why was he like this? You loved him so much why? Hot tears gushing down your face as you continued to think of jimin.

You waited for the bus yes you didn’t drive your parents died in a car accident when you were 15 meaning you lived with your grandma and were terrified to  get behind the wheel. You tired but ended up bursting in to tears and having a panic attack but finding your way in to jimins arms made everything better. But also you didn’t need to jimin drove and you went everywhere together so there wasn’t any need. You even went to the same college together he bought you lunch every day and picked you up from college on the days he wasn’t at college and was working. He was amazing so what changed.

The bright green bus pulled up to the stop and you got on the buses around here were all old and rusty so it took a while to start again, Luckily you only lived 2 minutes way from the town so it didn’t take long for you to be stepping of the bus only to be greeted with raining the down pour covered the jumper in seconds and remembering you  didn’t bring you a umbrella you signed and continued to walk towards the nearest restaurant your shoes squeaking as you did so.

You pushed open the door only for the smell of chips and curry to hit your nostrils making you drool at the smell.  The place was cute and clean was empty with only a few tables full you made your way to an empty table that was near the window and sat down you began to watch the rain pour down the windows .It was 6.30 and you hadn’t eaten all day you wanted to ask jimin if he wanted to go out to eat he had been working day and studying all night for weeks and you wanted him to have a break. That didn’t happen you wiped away the fresh tears that escaped your eyes and quickly wiped them away with your sodden grey jumper before anyone saw.

“Good afternoon miss what do you want today?” a cute boy said his teeth sticking out and his smile covering his whole face You sat up and smiled at the man before saying.

“Hi ermm chips and Diet coke Please” you said and he walked away to get your order giving you a small smile before he did so.

45 minutes later

You got bored of looking through Instagram all pictures of your friends with happy lives good boyfriends, money, boyfriends spoiling them with teddys and perfume and expensive holidays to the Caribbean. Jimin worked hard but you wanted a little bit of attention he hadn’t bought you anything in ages he used to do it all the time. Even when you were kids he bought you this pink cow on your first date and you loved it. you sighed and   checked your phone seeing if there was any messages from Jimin but sadly no. You had been gone for hours didn’t he care.

“I have your meal sorry for the long wait” you snapped out of your day dream to see the young waiter placing the food on the table and giving you a smile.

“it’s okay thank you” you spoke giving him a smile before he left the table and went to another table.

You picked up the salty goodness and placed it in your mouth only for you to moan in response it was good. You picked up more chips and placed them in ketchup and shoved them in your mouth. You shoved food in nonstop until the plate was clean. Satisfied that the chips filled your hunger you have a big drink of you coke and picked up the menu.

 do they do cake? You thought in your head and flicked through the menu looking for a desert to satisfy your sweet tooth.

“That’s my boyfriend’s favourite” the young waiter looked over your shoulder and look at the ice cream with sprinkles and smiled. 


“OOOHH okay I will have one please “you said as he picked up the empty dishes and went back to the kitchen.

Not long after he placed the ice cream down and you drooled in response your mouth filled with saliva as you began to eat this delicious treat.

You finished eating and paid and then made your way back to the bus stop only to be greeted with the rain again and only to remember that the bus stopped 20 minutes ago. You signed and began to walk back home.

Did jimin want you there? You began to realise he said leave what were you going to do you didn’t have anywhere else to stay?

It was now 9:30 it was raining and dark and he hadn’t come looking for you it was clear he didn’t care you said in your mind and sat down on a rock. Were you not enough for him did he get bored? Maybe he was dating his co-worker at work she was blonde and had a curvy body you always were jealous of her. Did you not satisfy him anymore? Did he find someone else?

You didn’t understand what had happened why was he like this he had always been loving a kind so why the sudden change?. You fell for him very quick when you first met it was at a friends party and you   had a crush on him  straight way with his chubby cheeks and cute smile he was lovley and kind  just what you wanted. Time passed and you loved him more he always treated you to little things meals out , movie dates an gifts but the last few weeks he changed. You tried to ask what was wrong but always got yelled at.

Was this the end for you both?

You were brought out of your thoughts as your saw you had 10 miss calls from jimin and 15 texts asking where you were. You smiled as your saw he did care about you, you couldn’t stop the smile forming on your lips. You suddenly were blinded by car head lights as the car pulled up in front of you.

You saw jimins head get out the car with a bouquet of red roses in his hand and small smile on his face before running over to you.

“I’m so sorry please don’t leave me again” he said as he burst in to tears. You looked at him with a confused look.

 

“Baby I’m so sorry “he continued “ I’m such a bad boyfriend I went after you after I said those things I wanted to apologies but I couldn’t fine you I started to worry that you had left me for good” he said while holding your hand and letting a few tears escape from his eyes.

You open your mouth to speak but jimin spoke up again.

“Y/N you mean so much to me and I realised how much of an ass I have been and I am so sorry I don’t want to make you cry anymore , I saw what my life would be like without you and I don’t want that I am so ashamed of what I have been saying to you these last few weeks I don’t know what happened” He said through tears.

“But I promise it won’t happen again baby I swear I can’t live without you baby “ He paused and smile and huge smile formed on his lips and he said the next words that would change your life.

“Will you marry me” he said as he got on knee and pulled out a ring.

“Yes” you said as he burst in to tears.

“How long have you had this?” you questioned as he slipped the wedding band on your finger.

“About 2 days after I met you baby” he said as he pressed his lips against yours.

“You Are My Better Half...”

Requested by an anon. I deadass had an emotional break down because while I was writing this, I’m Young came on. I cried about seven times. 

Originally posted by hambur-gerry

He was ready for marriage after seven long and loving years. He was ready to marry you in front of the world. He always loved to think of marriage but he was afraid of rejection. It was his biggest fear. 

Could you just imagine someone you have loved for a long time said no to your heartfelt propose? Wouldn’t that just be the saddest thing you ever seen? Just imagine on the side of the person purposing. They are the ones who are hurt the most.

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MISSED YOU ~ PETER HALE

Prompt - y/n comes back to beacon hills and see her ex Peter hale. Warnings ~ none Pairing ~ Peter hale x reader Note - y/n = your name, y/h/c = your hair color

Please comment what you think I love to hear feedback!

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“y/n”

you turned at the sound of you name to see a pair of green eyes you hadn’t seen in nearly 15 years.

“Derek hale, wow” you said opening your arms to hug him. As a teen you had spent time with the hale family. Talia had known your family had offered to let you all stay for a while when your mother helped her with a hunter problem.

“what are you doing here” he asked smiling. “Well where do I start, I ran away from my coven after they got into some black magic that nearly killed us, so I wanted a new start and beacon hills was the one place I was happy.” you told him. After explaining you was still finding a permanent place the was a hotel you were currently staying in. Derek was having none of it telling the was plenty of space in the loft for you stay there free.

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“is this a good idea? ” peter whispered watching the (y/h/c) woman reading on the couch. Derek laughed “she’s staying! It’s not going to be a problem is it?” He asked with a smirk and raised eyebrow. Peter grumbled “she hates me you know that right” Derek just laughed again “that’s not my fault" 

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You had finished putting your things in the new room Derek had shown you. After making a drink, you sat in the loft when you heard footsteps coming down the stairs. "y/n” peter said. “go away” you replied as coldly as you could. Peter turned around going back to his room knowing y/n wouldn’t speak to him.  But couldn’t help hear her take an upset shaky breath and her heart beat change giving him hope she still cared enough to be upset.

A little later Derek came back with a few teenagers and quickly introduce you to them all. Y/n went back to the kitchen to make some dinner. “who is she?” stiles asked Derek who was rolling his eyes “an old friend,” “my ex girlfriend” peter said before Derek could finish. “what” both Lydia and Stiles said in unison wide eyed at the ex alpha. Peter listened and could hear y/n still cooking and hadn’t hear the pair shout. “they was together when they both was in school, it didn’t end very well” Derek said Peter looked at Derek his eyes screaming shut up. “she’s like half your age how is that even..” stiles started mumbling trying to work out ages Peter was 30ish, y/n only looked in her early 20s. “she’s a grand witch she has a different aging process she’s the same age as me but looks 10 years younger” peter told stiles annoyed by the boys questions.

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Peter had stayed sat on his usual place on the staircase. You had begun getting to know everyone, you and Lydia quickly became friends fast along with stiles. They was talking about the last thing that nearly killed them, “yes we had all forgotten him we had a picture it had vanished” stiles and Lydia was telling y/n about the ghost riders.

Peter watched seeing this as a chance to talk to y/n. “it was intense stiles and I where trapped..” peter was cut off. Y/n had lifted her hand without looking  at Peter. The glasses on the table, the mirror and light bulb all smashed. “I said don’t talk to me” you shouted. Peter coughed bushing off the broken glass that had come from the bulb above him “you can’t still be that angry” he looked at her waiting for an answer but didn’t get one “your gonna have to speak to soon y/n” peter said louder in a singsong way as she snarled him and walked way.

“what! happened! between! you two! I have to know!” stiles said giddy nearly coming out of his sit. Lydia raised her hand a little “I would also like to know.” as she started to clean up the table.

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Peter took a deep breath before telling his story. “When y/n moved in I had fallen for right away, she was gorgeous funny loving and powerful,” he waved his arm around showing the damage she’s done tonight. “we had become a couple straight away and truly loved each other never apart, until one day the was a party at one of the basketball players houses. I wanted to go but y/n hated party’s and didn’t. So after a massive fight, I went anyway, after a few hours I joined in a game if truth or dare. My dare was to kiss some girl from the cheerleader squad. When y/n walked in. She had changed her mind and wanted to say sorry about our fight and she saw me kissing the girl. The next day I tried to tell her I was sorry but she’s so stubborn she wouldn’t speak to me I got angry so I didn’t shift into a werewolf I grabbed her tried to kiss her. That’s when all the windows in the house shattered the mirrors plates cups glass everything broke. Including all the bones in my body shattered. She walked out as I laid screaming and I haven’t seen her since until Derek brought her here”

Peter walked away, still thinking about the day y/n left. Determine to fix it or at least say sorry. Not a day had gone by he hadn’t wished her back. Y/n was the only person Peter had ever loved.

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Y/n listened to peter explaining to the stunned teens. You could see the pain he felt in his eyes. As Peter walked to the stairs you hid so he couldn’t see you watching him. Feeling hurt at the vivid memory. Watching him also brought back the good ones. When he used to take you on midnight picnics or how you stayed in bed all day like nobody else in the world existed.

No one saw Peter the rest of the but you kept looking to the staircase for him, Derek kept you talking every time he saw you asking a question nudging stiles to talk. He had always known when Peter was on your mind as kids and always found a way get your mind off him when needed.

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Peter woke early and could hear mumbling from y/n room as he walked outside the door he smiled knowing she was sleep talking. the sound of his name made him freeze he pressed his ear to the door but didn’t hear anymore works just the single soft sob. He ran to his room getting dressed she dreams about me he thought to himself feeling proud. He went to Deaton to see if he could find a way to stop y/n magic long enough to talk to her.

You woke you to see Derek packing ropes and chains “morning y/n” he call happily. It was to early for you to be that smiley “I’m going out and Peter’s not here you’ll have the loft to yourself today” this made you smile you didn’t want to see any if the hale boys until you woken fully. “what’s with the kinky gear” you joked as you yawned covering your mouth with one hand pointing at his bag with the other, making him blush “it’s Erm it’s not like that we’re, we’re doing training and I wanna see of the can escape traps.” he stuttered  embarrassed then laughed when you  rolled my eyes laughing at his pink cheeks “Derek hale gone red who’d of thought it would be so easy,  well have fun then I guess chaining up your betas” Derek left with a rare smile.

After a coffee you got dressed and went into Derek’s training room. You put you headphones on finding the perfect work out music. You saw a small set of gloves and put them on going to the punching bag. After an hour you had gotten rid of all your pent up aggression from the last 24hrs.

Feeling good you went to get a shower when you saw Peter in the living room crouched on the floor. He stood up looking at you with a devilish smile. You knew that smile it meant he was up to no good or had something planned.

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You went to go up the stairs when Peter blocked your path. “please just talk to me” his eyes pleaded stirring into yours. His eyes always made you weak he could look at you and making you melt. “leave me alone” you answer looking away still wanting to be mad at him, not wanting to forgive him for braking your heart.

Going to walk past him he grabs your arms, pushing and pinning you to the wall. You shout and wave your hands but nothing happens. Peter lets you go but still stands close. You try to make him move with another force of magic but again nothing. Peter laughed “look at the floor”. Looking down you see a pentagram with lots of symbols around it. “it blocks you magic” you slap him and push him back, his eyes turn blue “you are going to let me talk y/n” he started then looked down thinking how he wanted to say his next words.

“I miss you I was so stupid that night.” you go to walk away not being able to step outside the chalked symbol. “break it” you say not wanting to talk about it with him. He didn’t speak turning to face him “break it now” you scream loader.

Peter refused, “not until your no longer angry with me anymore or at least hear me out ” he says low. That was it you didn’t know what cane over you. “angry doesn’t even begin to explain!” you start pacing up and down, “You broke my heart, I loved you Peter more then anything and you cheated on me. I hated myself for months thinking why was I never good enough, I cared about so much it hurt to be away from you. I believed all those silly little promises about being you made eternal mate marks and soul mates but then I saw you and her kissing. I knew I was a fool for believing you” you had gotten so load and was so angry if you magic was working you would blow out a whole block. The tears now ran down your face, your breathing erratic you knew it was all too much. Every ounce of pain, hate anger fear all came out in that one rant. Causing a panic attack.

Peter saw the start of your attack and ran to you putting his arms around your back pulling you into a tight hug trying to calm you. You slide your arms around him missing the feeling of being held by him, your heart and breath quickly stabilizing. “shh” he whispered rubbing your back trying to stop your crying “I’m sorry I hurt you, you leaving me hurt more then the pain when you shattered my bones. I swear I loved you” he took a breath and held you tightly “I still do” he said lower but you still heard him.

You let go looking at him. “What did you say?” knowing exactly what you heard but wanting to double check. “I never stopped loving you y/n, I’d do anything to show you that” he sadly smiled holding out his hand to you. You don’t take it.

“What if I don’t love you anymore” you lied trying to show you didn’t forgive him that easy. He now had a smirk across his lips. “we both know that’s not true, you can’t lie to me y/n) with each word he moved closer to you until his lips were against your ear. "I can hear you heartbeat I know you still feel something” his hands held your waist.

Peter leaned in for a kiss and against all the logical senses you had you kissed him back. You could feel him smile against your lips before pulling his head away and resting it on your forehead. “I love you and if you take me back I’ll prove it everyday” he asked more then told. clearly seeing he truly meant it, You stood on your tiptoes kissing his cheek “you best had Hale” smiling happy to have the only person you had ever loved back.

He picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist laughing and screaming. He kicked a gap in the chalk cycle carrying you into the other half of the room to the couch.

“I missed you” was all he said as Derek and the pack walked in confused by the sight of you and Peter wrapped around each other with wide blushed smiles on your faces.

“SEE LUNA SAFE TO ALTISSIA” - part 4

Pair: Nyx Ulric / Lunafreya Nox Fleuret

Previously: AO3 link

Words: 4361

Plot: Luna and Nyx didn’t fell in the Empire’s trap, Nyx didn’t had to use the ring and he survived. What would have happened if Nyx really had the chance to ‘see Luna safe to Altissia’, like he promised to Regis? Here the part 4: Nyx and Luna leave Lestallum, headed to the Disc of Cauthess, ready to wake up the Titan and fulfill their destiny.

Personal Comment: I promised this chapter would be long, but it’s actually shorter than I expected, lol, forgive me. But now the story gets slowly interesting. I hope you like the ideas I had to explain things that in the game were never explained xD 

Thanks as always to my lovely beta reader @loveiscosmicsin and to @ramibriidge for the amazing art <3 what would my fic be without you, girls, please go on supporting me like this, I love you <3


The healing session, as Luna called it, was short and it took place just one hour after Vyv’s article was published on the newspaper. Nyx escorted Luna under a marquee which was situated not very far from Lestallum and then watched over her closely as she used her powers to help everyone was in need. It was impressive how many people came even if they had so little time to prepare. Nyx tried to imagine how huge the crowd would have been if only they announced the event earlier.

As the Glaive and Oracle headed to their designation, the soldier noticed collections of graffiti on the walls throughout the city. There were quite a few probably written by delinquents like Dis Town Iz 2 hot 4 U, but the phrase that stuck out to him the most was a proclamation, a beacon of hope: Long live the Oracle.

Once again, it hit him the way how Lunafreya was loved and almost worshiped by everyone. Just mentioning her name got people got emotional and waterworks cannot be stopped in time. If he was in her place, he wouldn’t be able to bear the burden of their expectations and all he was able to think about was that the princess shouldn’t have either. It was true indeed, she was special, with special powers and a special destiny to fulfill (even though he still didn’t get the clear picture about that destiny either). But as far as he could see, she was human, too. An elegant princess with white magic destined to be the beloved bride to be of Prince Noctis, but also the girl who likes cream in her Ebony and who wants to buy only fancy dresses at the market. 


“Don’t push yourself,” he whispered after she healed the first girl, touching her elbow. “You don’t owe anything to these people.”


But Luna’s thoughts were adverse to the concern. She watched as the small crowd came by, with hope in their eyes, and she just couldn’t follow Nyx’s instructions anymore. He was right, she owed nothing to them, but at the same time, her gift afforded responsibility in using it for the others’ sake. Oracles don’t have the luxury of being selfish or to exclude anyone from treatment. She was born to serve humanity.


In that very moment, a man afflicted by the Starscourge was brought in her proximity. He sat on a brink of considerable pain, breathing heavily and looking numb. Luna shook off Nyx’s hand and went straight to the sick man. Nyx couldn’t do anything but rolling eyes.


“Lady Lunafreya…” The sick stranger said, lifting his eyes to watch her. She was deeply touched by his condition. He had black spotches on his pallid skin, clearly marking the long progression of the illness. The ailment had already deformed his face. 


“Please, set your heart at rest. I shall do what I can to ease your suffering” Luna whispered, swallowing. Sighing deeply, she had to be strong to give courage to these people. She gently cupped his cheeks, trying to be as delicate as she could and started to pray, “Blessed stars of life and light, deliver us from darkness’s blight.” The magic was successful, but left her exhausted. “That is all I can do for now, but trust that relief will come in a matter of days.” She nodded, trying to hide her tiredness.


“It’s a miracle! Oh, bless you. Thank you, Lady Lunafreya.” Seeing the relief in his eyes made Luna’s day. 


Nyx stepped closer once again, speaking a bit more harshly this time: “Okay, Princess, we’re done here now–” 


“Oh, Lady Lunafreya!” A old lady yelled, stealing Luna’s attention away from him once again. Nyx eye rolled… again. “I left on foot from my house to come see you.” 


“You must be exhausted.” Luna said, helping her walking. When she got herself comfortable, Luna decided to heal her too, but after that Nyx had really to impose his way.


“I know you won’t like what I am about to say, but we really have to leave now. Soon the Empire will know about you being here and they will come to look for you in Lestallum. If we want to sneak in the Disc of Cauthess unnoticed we have to go now.”


“But all these people–” 


“It’s your destiny we’re trying to fulfill here, not mine” he replied, raising his eyebrows in a peremptory way. 


Luna squeezed her eyes and then finally nodded. Nyx was right, healing people was important, but waking up the Astrals and give the ring to Noctis was even more important. She let him take her by the hand. 


“Alright, guys, the show is over!” Nyx called out as he pulled the princess away. 


They got in the car as fast as they could.


“No GPS. We can’t have the Empire finding a Tenebraean car fleetingly away from Lestallum right now, can we?”


“Do you know the way?” Luna asked, tying the belt. 


Nyx smirked. “Of course, Your Highness.”



Luna felt asleep pretty fast after their departure. Nyx was expecting this: so, even though she wouldn’t have ever admit it, healing people really tired her so much she had to sleep for hours immediately after. 


Goodness, that girl was really stubborn, why couldn’t she just confess it when he asked? Actually, Nyx had have multiple times the impression that Lunafreya was hiding something. Maybe even something dangerous. But even though he had a lot of questions about the whole situation - about the Six, about Prince Noctis, about the Oracle herself - Nyx had decided to not insist and to not force her to talk. The Princess literally begged him to trust her and that he would have do. The reason? For the Astrals’ sake, Nyx didn’t have any reason. Actually, he had more reasons to NOT trust her: afterall, she was the crazy lady who had the heart to jump from a 20 meters high flying airship on her heels just to have the chance to go back to King Regis. 


Nyx sighed deeply. The road ahead was clear and the bright sun warmed his bones throughout the window. He tried to keep his eyes focused on the road but they were constantly slipping on his right, where the princess rested. Why was he so worried? She was just having a nap.


He lengthened a hand and gently caressed her cheek, moving away a rebel lock of hair from her face. She moaned in her sleep because of his gesture, but didn’t wake up. 


Somewhere deep in his heart, Nyx had a bad feeling about all this.



“Princess? Princess!” 


Luna opened her eyes with the usual difficulty of the last time. 
“What happened?” she asked, noticing they were at a gas station.


“We’re going to have our last pit stop before the big event at the Disc. Five minutes only. I thought you wanted to have some time for yourself to concentrate for whatever you have to do there. … Or maybe just some time to use the bathroom or have an Ebony to wake you up” he said, with a small smile. 


“Oh, yes…” Luna answered, grabbing a bag from the backseat and getting out of the car. It was late afternoon already and soon, dusk. She had slept for a long time. “I’m sorry, Nyx.”


Somehow, Nyx understood what she was trying to say. Luna was not apologizing for sleeping so long, she was apologizing because she still couldn’t explain him the reason beyond her half-truths and hidden purposes. 
Nyx rested his elbows on the rooftop of the car and wave at her with two fingers.


“It’s okay. Take your time now.” 


Luna smiled, innerly glad for his empathy. That attitude made of him the closest thing to a friend she had right now. A diligent guardian. A loyal supporter.

After five minutes, Luna came back wearing the long white dress she bought in Lestallum. 


“You must be kidding me” Nyx murmured, gulping at the sight of it.


“Do I look terrible?” Luna asked as she turned on her heels, worried by his reaction.

Nyx made a funny expression which was a mix between embarrassment and exasperation. “No! I mean, yes! Yes, you’re gorgeous, but that’s—”


“Gorgeous?” Luna stopped her twirl to look at him with surprise.

 
“What I mean is that,” Nyx quickly continued, his face blushing, “a long white dress like that isn’t quite the most comfortable outfit for facing the Titan.”


“Oh, really? And what do you know about the Archaean that I don’t?” Nyx made a grimace and opened his arms but couldn’t say anything. “What I’m going to do is a proper ceremony. You’re right, it may get a bit ‘dusty’, but at the same time you must realize that we are going to be in front of a deity. I’m sure they shall appreciate manners and elegance, the whole showing off.”


“Well, as far as I know, what deities do appreciate are their purest virgins naked and covered in blood… Which would actually be interesting to watch for me too, so let me know if we’re going to have that, okay?” He smirked, raising his eyebrows very high, trying to joke around and cheer her up a bit. 


Lunafreya froze in the place. She just stood there, with no reaction, her face suddenly blank, staring back at him. 


Nyx’s smile died pretty quick. “Oh, wait, that was …” He started to murmur. “Princess? That was a joke. I mean… a very lame joke. I’m so sorry for being an ass, I …” He wanted to put his hands on her shoulders, but he stepped back instead, trying to catch her gaze so to wake her up from her trance. In the meantime, he cursed himself for being so stupid. What the hell was he thinking? What kind of joke was that? The sexual allusion really had been highly immature and also 'unprofessional’ - and that was probably the reason why she reacted like that. “Princess?”


Luna moved a bit, putting a hand over her heart. “Don’t… apologize.”


“Yes, of course, I apologize. I am clearly not used to manners but I promise that I’ll shut up and–”


“Nyx.” Her voice was firmer this time. “Do not worry. Let us go.”


Nyx bit his tongue and nodded. Something was wrong, he thought as he watched her get on the car, something that laid deeper in her heart and that she wasn’t telling him. And that had nothing to do with his lame joke. She was keeping something away from him on purpose and whatever that thing was, it was consuming her.



They stopped the car in a safe place and they continued on feet. As they reached the front, hidden by darkness, they breathed a sigh of relief.


“My plan actually worked. There are just a couple of magitek soldiers guarding the Disc’s entrance” Nyx said, gently pushing the princess beyond his back so they wouldn’t have been noticed.


“But if you knocked them out, the security cameras will record it and others will come.”

Nyx studied the situation with his military-trained eyes and answered: 
“Not likely. It looks like the Empire came here recently and they surely didn’t have the time to adjust the cameras.” He then smiled. “But who really cares? We have to sneak in anyway, right?”

Luna nodded. “So what can I do?”


“You? With that pretty dress, nothing. Leave the dirty for me. You just have to save your breath for the ritual.”

Luna looked at him, with worry and gratitude in her eyes. “Please stay safe.”

He nodded, thanking her in his mind for not reminding him again that he was almost powerless without his magic.


Nyx stepped ahead with caution, staying in the darkness to avoid to alarm everyone. The first MT’s would have been easy to knock down even without his warp, but the other four would have been a challenge. But they were the only thing between them and the Titan, so he had to succeed. 


He wielded the kukri, feeling underneath his fingers the familiar consistence of the weapon. He knew he could do it. He was trained for this. He wouldn’t have permit the Empire to hurt the Princess like they hurt Selena and his mother ages ago. This time he wouldn’t have been that powerless. 
Nyx glanced at the Princess for one last time to find the last encouragement he needed and then the show started. 


He took the first soldier by surprise, stabbing him in the neck with his kukri and then he acrobatically jumped back to shutdown another one too. Two done. Three magiteks to go. 


This time he was totally exposed under the light, there was no way to take them by surprise again. The three MT’s approached him the same way they always did: they mechanically pointed at him their guns and tried to shoot. But they were just machines. They were slow and Nyx knew their moves because he fought them for years. He ran fast, confusing them with some quick moves they couldn’t catch nor anticipate. The third soldier was stabbed in the chest and the fourth fell under the punch of his left arm. Since just one was left, Nyx decide to use the kukri for a precise throwing. He didn’t fail. He stand there, watching the magitek soldier falling, realizing that even without his powers he still had some moves. He was actually surprised he did it all with such a velocity. 


He took his kukri back and looked around. A giant door was closed in front of him but a switch positioned right on the left would have opened it. He quickly pushed it and like he expected the door opened. Everything was so silent. Even if with all the shadows he couldn’t see well, he thought it was safe enough to let the Princess coming out.


“Clear! Welcome to the Disc of Cauthess, Princess!” He screamed, but exactly when Lunafreya came out a Magitek soldier appeared on the top of the wall and start shooting. Luna immediately stepped back but Nyx lift his eyes to check the position of soldier. He was too far to throw the kukri, he had to take him from another angle. 


“Princess, go!” Luna hesitated because she couldn’t see where the bullets were coming from but in the end she decided she had to take the risk. She lift the hem of her dress and started running towards the huge door. She stopped there, watching Nyx taking cover a bit further.


“What about you?” she screamed, hoping to be heard.


Nyx was barely listening. He was trying to find the dangerous magitek soldier in the darkness. “Well, I suppose I will manage it somehow. But you’ve got deities to wake up, right? What are you waiting for? Go!”


Luna hesitated once again, this time worrying about him and his safety. What if he got shoot again? What if leaving him behind meant losing him this time? But sadly enough, there was nothing she could do if not obeying him and entering in the Disc alone. Her magic was revejuvenation, not meant for offense and time was running out now. She couldn’t fail him. She swallowed hard and then started running.



The Disc of Cauthess was a huge mass of rocks which would have been beautiful in the morning light, but which was pure hell in the shadows of the night. Some fires where lit on the ground, like residues of lava, but except those it was only darkness. 


Luna moved carefully, touching the rocky walls of the path with her fingers to provide leverage. Nyx was right about the dress: it really wasn’t comfortable to walk in the Disc and she thought about it with a smile.


“I have to move fast” she whispered, remembering that her friend was behind, to risk his life for her at the entrance. Every second could have been his last if she didn’t act quick.


She reached the peak where the tomb of a Lucian king - Noctis’ ancestor - lied and took a deep breath. That was the place. That was the moment.
But before she could start, she felt a presence behind her. She turned around to see beyond the shadows a familiar face appeared. 


“Gentiana…”


The woman stepped ahead, her eyes closed as always. She was holding the hands clasped in front of her but as she reached the Oracle she lift her palms in the air and a trident appeared, shining in the darkness with the light of thousands stars.

Luna awed in wonder, recognizing pretty quick the marvelous weapon. “But that is…”


“The Trident of the Oracle. The heirloom of your family that connects you between the two realms: that of mankind and heaven above.”


Luna regained her composure and quietly sighed. “Ravus didn’t allow to take it with me in Insomnia so I thought I left it in Tenabrae.”


“Your brother was the one who entrusted it to me. It was his gift, a sign of peace.”


Lunafreya felt her heart clutching and her tense expression changed in a pained one. “Ravus… wants me to have the trident?”

Gentiana opened her eyes, her emerald eyes gleamed fondness. “Lord Ravus deeply cares for your well-being as kin would. His lust for power would never obscure that.”

Luna couldn’t bear her gaze and looked down at her own shaking hands. 
“I don’t understand. He doesn’t want me to bond with anyone of the line of Lucis because he thinks that this will kill me in the end. Why does he send the trident to me now?”


“It’s a silent vow. For him to support you til the very end. No matter how sad your destiny will be, your gentle soul has touched the hearts of many beings, young Oracle. And your brother makes no difference.”


“Is Ravus… alive?”

Even if she didn’t show, Luna missed a lot the Ravus which used to be an actual brother to her. She was fond of memories of him in their native homeland, playing in the gardens of the palace or secretely reading together books in the library that their mother considered 'for adults only’. Before Noctis, Ravus was her best friend. And yes, she missed that because after the Empire came, everything changed.


“Being alive is a fleeting commodity for him as it is for you.”


“What I do is for the sake of the world. He must know that by now.” Luna said, this time more determined. 


“Yes, you’re tied to the world’s fate and this places a heavy burden on your shoulders. The barter will cost you something that not only your brother would have spared.” 


Luna took a minute to understand about who she was talking now. But when she did, she suddenly felt sad. “This is the reason why I must not tell anyone” she answered, her brow furrowing. “I will bear alone the heavyweight of my destiny.” She lengthened her hands, ready to welcome the glowing trident, which Gentiana gave her with a nod. 


Luna stared at the weapon for a while, reflecting about how that weapon would have accompanied her to the end. It was strange the way she was attached to it anyway. Her foremothers, the previous Oracles including her late-mother have rested their faith into that weapon as they faced the darkness with unwavering resolve. She shall not fail them.

“Keeping it secret is a wise choice” Gentiana started again, whispering this time. “Not even the unwavering wolf can stop his moon from a eclipse.”


“Nyx is a man of honor.” Luna swallowed. “He will do what it takes for the destiny of the world, too. As must we all.”


Gentiana smiled, gently nodding and then disappeared. 


Luna wielded the trident with a fierce satisfaction. With that she was finally able to use all her magic and that made her feel useful. With that she felt powerful. But with that came also a bizarre feeling of sadness and almost anguish, probably due to the conversation she just had with Gentiana, a deity who stood by her side for years as much as she considered her more like a friend than like an actual goddess. She couldn’t be wrong: if Gentiana said that Ravus would have tried to support her even if he didn’t agree with her decisions, she was surely right; and if she said that Nyx would have tried to stop her like her brother did in the past, she was surely right in that case too. Thinking about these two men made her lower the trident and hesitate. What she was about to do… was it really fine? 


She thought of Noctis, too. Their destiny was more similar than she liked to admit. Maybe he would have tried to stop her, too, if he only knew what would have expect them. But then again, she couldn’t be stopped now because she chose this path and she did it for the greater good.

Yes. The greater good.

She couldn’t let doubt cloud this vision, not with the trident in her hands, not right in the Titan’s lair.


She decided to stop thinking, that was only hurting her. No turning back now.


“God of the mountain,” she started, raising her voice towards the huge mass of rocks in front of her. “I beseech you! Wake up from your slumber and listen to my call. The fate of mankind relies on your blessing!” 


For a long minute there was only silence and then suddenly the trident started to glow like it was on fire. Lunafreya didn’t drop it, on the contrary, she raised it to the mountain and repeated the incantation: “God of the mountain, I beseech you! It is me, Lady Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, Blood of the Oracle, and you will heed my call!”


A earthquake started to shake the floor, and its intensity grew stronger as what it looked like a mountain took a semi-human form. A inhuman scream came from it, something terrific and powerful too. 


Luna watched the Titan appearing with fear in her heart but calmness on her face, certain that whatever it would have happen she had to show herself strong in order to succeed.


Titan roared once again and what he said was not understandable by anyone but Lunafreya. 


“Yes, I need you to respond to my prayers, for you are a stepping stone in guaranteeing the True King his ascension.” 


The earth trembled once more. The floor she was on started to fade underneath her feet. Rocks fell from Titan’s arms, she breathed the powder and smelled his heavyweight.


For two minutes it was pure chaos, yet she stood firm, feeling a thousand emotions within her. 


And then, the silence.



Nyx limped in the darkness, touching the wall to stay on his feet in case that another earthquake came. After the destruction of Galahd and the fall of Insomnia, what he just lived was legitimately one of the worst experience he had ever have. The floor trembling under his feet - and the entire situation in general - gave him the awful feeling of being helpless like a child and he didn’t like it at all. 


Even now for example, he couldn’t see where he was stepping, but he had to find the princess and escape, before the entire Imperial army found them. 
He glanced into the shadows and just felt that the princess was somewhere near. He didn’t dare to call her though, amazed and also scared by the sight of the Titan from afar. It was incredible that such a powerful creature was summoned by a petite girl like Lunafreya Nox Fleuret. It was incredible and also, fascinating. 


“Nyx?” 


Her voice came out of the darkness so suddenly that he shivered.
“Princess?” He turned around but couldn’t see her. She had to be close though. “Where are you?”


“Here.” The gentle touch of her hand reached him right on the arm she already healed once. Nyx boggled and moaned softly. “You’re hurt.”

Her concern hit him a bull’s eye on a soft spot of his heart. “Nah, it’s just a scratch.” 


“You said the same thing the last time as well,” Luna rebuked, “and we all know what the reality was.”

Nyx smirked. “You got me there. It’s also the same arm, maybe my destiny is to lose it.”


Luna sighed and even if he couldn’t see her face, he could see the delicate glow of her white magic spotting the wound and starting to heal it. “No!” he said, taking her by the hand to stop her. The glow disappeared and they were in the darkness again. “I’m fine, I don’t want you to heal me.” 


“Nyx, you’re wounded again because of me. Healing you is the least i can do—”


“No, I understand now that healing takes a hell of a toll on you. Save that energy for yourself.”

Not seeing her permitted him to feel everything else better. He felt her cold skin, her hands being unsteady, her delicate presence, her breath on his shoulder.

“Tell me now about you. How did the covenant go? Are you okay?”


“I’m fine,” she said, too quickly for him to believe it. He reached out to her cheek with his larger, calloused hand and gently caressed it. 


“It looks like you’re lying, too. Let’s get out of here, Princess. Your job is done, right? Let’s find a place where you can rest.”


“The Titan will grant his blessing to Noctis, the alliance was successfully forged. So, yes, I think my job here is done.”

They distanced themselves a bit from one another, but didn’t let their hands go. It was a quiet neccessity, the physical closeness amid the darkness brought security. They turned back toward the entrance, but Luna halted for a second. 


“What?” Nyx asked.


Luna raised an eyebrow, a amused exspression she usually didn’t dare to show in public. “The Archaean has a strange way in showing his favor. I guess that Noctis will suffer a bit of migraine in the next days.”

Void - part 4

Series summary: Reader has lost her memory and Sam and Dean try to find a way to get her life back.

Summary, part 4: Fractions of the past and of hearts.

Characters/pairing: Reader x Dean (eventually), Sam, Crowley, Cas

Word count: ~1700 (Oh, a short one!)

Warnings: angst, mild language, fire, mentions of (past side) character deaths, tiny bits of fluff if you look really hard

Author’s note:  For catching up: part 1, part 2, part 3.

I know it’s short - I’m sorry! The rest are more lengthy, I promise!

There’s plenty of room on the taglist, so give me a shout if you want on it. :-) Tags at the end. As always, I’d like to hear what you think, so a line or two would be much appreciated!


This is where we left off (from part 3):



You heard your family’s screams, heard the baby crying but you couldn’t get to them. You felt the heat from the flames and the despair as you run out of the house you grew up in. It was like you lived it all over again, lost them all over again. You lifted your legs to the chair and hugged your knees, trying to hide from the pain. You heard mumbled words and chairs scraping the floor, but it was like you were under water. Everything else was distant. It was just you, all alone and more lost than ever.



You came slowly back to reality. There was a hand on your back, gently rubbing in circles. You tried to wipe the tears away, but you knew you’d still look puffy-eyed and flushed. You sat straighter and faced Dean. He leaned his elbows on his knees and rubbed his stubble with his left hand. His eyes glistened like he too had been crying and he looked just as sad as you felt.

“I’m sorry I punched you”, you blurted.

He looked surprised at first, but then smiled. “You still punch like a girl.”

No I don’t! you wanted to say but burst into desperate laugh instead. Dean joined you a few seconds later, eyes crinkling at the corners and your heart thudded. It was adorable. I think I’m adorable, Dean’s voice said in your head. Aren’t we cocky, you heard yourself answer. That made you laugh harder and it felt so good after the crying that you kept laughing much longer than necessary. Dean’s eyes twinkled when he looked at you.

“I’ve missed your laugh.”

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