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Sunshower

Words: 4k

Genre: Fluff, Smut & a smidgen of angst

Originally posted by cutiepiebts

Hoseok is the sun.

He is blazing warmth, smiling eyes and glowing cheeks; the golden rays luminescent on his skin and you can’t stop your heartstrings tugging, a fast rhythm missing one beat when he turns to you, a face that lights up and speaks your name.

The world seemed to revolve around him, everything in creation built and made. He is the brightest star, holding the adoration of countless and the center of your shared group of friends. Friends.

That’s what you were to him.

Someone who he could depend on without needing to return a favour, someone who he could spill all secrets to and not worry about slips of the lips to strangers; someone who he could share with all the girls whom he was infatuation with. He looked at you like a friend and you couldn’t help your softened eyes and gaze that lingered, even when he already looked away.

Hoseok is the sun.

But you are the rain.  

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CS FF: While You Were Sleeping

Summary: Officer Rogers doesn’t know who the blonde woman is that he found lying unconscious in front of his apartment building.  And he certainly can’t explain the immediate connection he feels towards her or why he feels the need to visit her in the hospital everyday.

Rating: G

Note: This was written for the prompt The Girl With No Name from the CS Hiatus Challenge on Tumblr.  It contains a few general spoilers for season 7.  I have a feeling that Killian’s new identity won’t have the same accent (boo!), but for this fic he does.   I hope you enjoy it!  ~Steph

…While You Were Sleeping: Part 1/1…

Officer Rogers walked down the sidewalk toward his apartment, a yawn overtaking him.  His shift had ended several hours earlier and he was exhausted, but he found himself heading to his favorite bar for a few drinks anyway.  The truth was, he hated coming home to his empty apartment and often used any excuse to avoid it.

He stopped as he made it to the stairs leading up to his building.  His brow furrowed at the sight before him. On the landing, lay a woman.  His eyes widened, as he ran up the stairs and dropped down by her side.  Her blonde hair was sprawled out on the concrete.  Her red leather jacket, gray t-shirt, and black jeans didn’t show any signs of a struggle.  She didn’t exhibit any obvious signs of injury, but her eyes were closed.  Officer Rogers pressed two fingers to her neck to check for a pulse.  She had one, although it was a bit weak.  

“What happened to you?” he whispered.  He brought his hand to her cheek and stroked it gently.  "Don’t worry, love.  I’m going to get you help.“

He pulled out his cell phone and dialed 911.  “This is Officer Jason Rogers.  I need an ambulance to my building.  1129 Delancey Street.  There’s an unconscious woman on my steps.  Thank you.”

Officer Rogers hung up and looked down at the woman.  "Help is on the way.“

His eyes scanned her beautiful face and he felt his heart jump in his chest.  She seemed so familiar.  There was something about her.  

He searched the pockets of her jacket and pants for any identification, but found none.  He wondered what she was doing on the stairs to his building.  Had she had too much to drink and passed out?  Was it possible she lived there too?  He had never seen her before, but it was a big building and he mostly kept to himself.  He was certain that if he had ever crossed paths with her then he would have remembered her.

He took her hand in his and gently squeezed it.  As he did, he had the strangest feeling that he’d held her hand a thousand times before.  

"Everything is going to be fine,” he whispered, as he quickly brushed the feeling aside.

The ambulance arrived a few minutes later and began to treat her.  The EMTs loaded her into the ambulance and didn’t argue with him when he insisted on riding with her to the hospital.  

Officer Rogers entered the mystery woman’s hospital room.   They were running tests, but could find no outwardly signs of what had caused her to lose consciousness.  The doctors were thinking it was possible that she was battling some infection, but they wouldn’t know more until the test results came back.

Officer Rogers sat down beside her, his eyes drifting up to her face.  She was breathing on her own, which was a good sign.  

“Who are you, love?” he asked softly.

He’d already called into the station to pull up any recent reports on missing females, but they had come up empty.  Maybe she wasn’t from around here or hadn’t been reported missing yet.  

In a city as big as Seattle, many women went missing.  Most were runaways or prostitutes, their high risk lifestyle making it difficult to work their cases.  And then there were the women who just wanted to disappear.  They had an abusive spouse or just needed a change.  It wasn’t a crime for an adult to leave of their own accord.  

Officer Rogers leaned forward and stroked her hair.  "What’s your story?“

He moved his hand to her left one and lifted it, noticing for the first time that she was wearing an engagement and wedding ring.  The nurses had failed to remove them.  He ran his thumb across the metal and stone.  He stared at them for a long moment, as he felt another pang of familiarity wash over him.  

He turned her arm over, as he kept their hands entwined.  She had a flower tattoo on her left wrist.  Jason removed his hand and picked up her right arm to see if she had any other identifying marks.  His brow furrowed at what he saw on her right wrist: a tattoo heart with the name Killian inside.  

"Killian,” he whispered, as his fingers swept across the heart.  

And there it was again.  That pang of familiarity.  What was that, he wondered.  

A moment later, he was ushered out of the room by a nurse who needed to take her vitals.  Officer Rogers stared at the woman through the glass, unnerved by the instant connection he felt towards her.  

She was married and the name Killian was tattooed on her wrist inside a heart.  He wondered if Killian was her husband.  Either way, there was a man out there wondering where his wife was.  He didn’t know her story, but he knew he would do everything in his power to help her.

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While You Were Sleeping (CS + The Girl With No Name)

Summary: Officer Rogers doesn’t know who the blonde woman is that he found lying unconscious in front of his apartment.  And he certainly can’t explain the immediate connection he feels towards her or why he feels the need to visit her in the hospital everyday.

Word Count: 4,638

Rating: G

…While You Were Sleeping: Part 1/1…

Officer Rogers walked down the sidewalk toward his apartment, a yawn overtaking him.  His shift had ended several hours earlier and he was exhausted, but he found himself heading to his favorite bar for a few drinks anyway.  The truth was, he hated coming home to his empty apartment and often used any excuse to avoid it.

He stopped as he made it to the stairs leading up to his building.  His brow furrowed at the sight before him. On the landing, lay a woman.  His eyes widened, as he ran up the stairs and dropped down by her side.  Her blonde hair was sprawled out on the concrete.  Her red leather jacket, gray t-shirt, and black jeans didn’t show any signs of a struggle.  She didn’t exhibit any obvious signs of injury, but her eyes were closed.  Officer Rogers pressed two fingers to her neck to check for a pulse.  She had one, although it was a bit weak.  

“What happened to you?” he whispered.  He brought his hand to her cheek and stroked it gently.  "Don’t worry, love.  I’m going to get you help.“

He pulled out his cell phone and dialed 911.  “This is Officer Jason Rogers.  I need an ambulance to my building.  1129 Delancey Street.  There’s an unconscious woman on my steps.  Thank you.”

Officer Rogers hung up and looked down at the woman.  "Help is on the way.“

His eyes scanned her beautiful face and he felt his heart jump in his chest.  She seemed so familiar.  There was something about her.  

He searched the pockets of her jacket and pants for any identification, but found none.  He wondered what she was doing on the stairs to his building.  Had she had too much to drink and passed out?  Was it possible she lived there too?  He had never seen her before, but it was a big building and he mostly kept to himself.  He was certain that if he had ever crossed paths with her then he would have remembered her.

He took her hand in his and gently squeezed it.  As he did, he had the strangest feeling that he’d held her hand a thousand times before.  

“Everything is going to be fine,” he whispered, as he quickly brushed the feeling aside.

The ambulance arrived a few minutes later and began to treat her.  The EMTs loaded her into the ambulance and didn’t argue with him when he insisted on riding with her to the hospital.  

Officer Rogers entered the mystery woman’s hospital room.   They were running tests, but could find no outwardly signs of what had caused her to lose consciousness.  The doctors were thinking it was possible that she was battling some infection, but they wouldn’t know more until the test results came back.

Officer Rogers sat down beside her, his eyes drifting up to her face.  She was breathing on her own, which was a good sign.  

“Who are you, love?” he asked softly.

He’d already called into the station to pull up any recent reports on missing females, but they had come up empty.  Maybe she wasn’t from around here or hadn’t been reported missing yet.  

In a city as big as Seattle, many women went missing.  Most were runaways or prostitutes, their high risk lifestyle making it difficult to work their cases.  And then there were the women who just wanted to disappear.  They had an abusive spouse or just needed a change.  It wasn’t a crime for an adult to leave of their own accord.  

Officer Rogers leaned forward and stroked her hair.  "What’s your story?“

He moved his hand to her left one and lifted it, noticing for the first time that she was wearing an engagement and wedding ring.  The nurses had failed to remove them.  He ran his thumb across the metal and stone.  He stared at them for a long moment, as he felt another pang of familiarity wash over him.  

He turned her arm over, as he kept their hands entwined.  She had a flower tattoo on her left wrist.  Jason removed his hand and picked up her right arm to see if she had any other identifying marks.  His brow furrowed at what he saw on her right wrist: a tattoo heart with the name Killian inside.  

"Killian,” he whispered, as his fingers swept across the heart.  

And there it was again.  That pang of familiarity.  What was that, he wondered.  

A moment later, he was ushered out of the room by a nurse who needed to take her vitals.  Officer Rogers stared at the woman through the glass, unnerved by the instant connection he felt towards her.  

She was married and the name Killian was tattooed on her wrist inside a heart.  He wondered if Killian was her husband.  Either way, there was a man out there wondering where his wife was.  He didn’t know her story, but he knew he would do everything in his power to help her.

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BEING ESME CULLEN’S MATE WOULD INCLUDE:


yestwlightfan said: What would it be like to be Esme,s mate?


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◾ Esme would cherish, almost coddle, you within each and every moment that she would have with you.

◾ It would be certain that she wouldn’t take you for granted, ensuring that you’re aware of the fact that she appreciates every second that she has with you left.

◾ It’d be inevitable to not have Esme reminding you of how much fondness and loves she feels just for you, simply due to the fact that you are everything to her. (And vice versa.)

◾ “I shall forever love you, (Y/N). You are the light of my life.” Esme breathed softly from her fare rose-colored lips, softhearted-ness lacing every syllable, enunciating her mesmerizing golden eyes in which gazed at you tenderly. 

◾ With being the mate of Esme, it would be a known fact that you both together would have a strong, supporting relationship. It would be basically impossible to tear up and get you both to turn against one another.

◾ Never even thinking or acting upon leaving one another. You’re both too in love with one another to ever think of such a thing.

◾ If Esme were to ever glimpse upon you whenever you would express, react, seem cheerful, appreciative, loving, ect. it would simply make her entire eternity: This would be particular if she were to be the reason behind it. (Vice versa)

◾ Because, to her, your happiness would bring her complete bliss, ensuring that it has brightened up her day and night. (Vice versa)

◾ “I swear, if you can get any more romantic, you’re going to make me blush.” You’d flutter out, nipping your lower lip.

◾ “There is that smile I fell in love with so long ago…” Esme would utter out in a soft-spoken tone with pure bliss and love wavered within each word, as her facial expression thus changed into complete delight and pleasure. It was as though her golden butterscotch eyes were gazing straight up into heaven. 

◾ Without a doubt, it would be a known fact that there would be an enormous amount of respect, trustworthiness, faithfulness and loyalty within this relationship; making these elements inseparable and unbreakable. 

◾ Esme expressing her utmost thankfulness and joyfulness towards the thought of having you as her mate, making all the fibers in her body and soul feel over the moon with complete bliss and happiness.

◾ No matter what you were, you would simply light up her whole eternity, her love blossoming all the more, if that were even possible.

◾ With that stated; It would be unthinkable for her to ever utter a thought or ever imagine of what it would be/feel like if she had never of found you. If this was so, to her it would feel as though her immortal life were to be forever frozen in time. This without a doubt would truly and utterly shatter her un-beating heart into a billion pieces, to which it would be eternally un-fixable. 

◾ If any person/person’s (or the Volturi) were to have the intention of inflicting any pain or harm, (etc) upon you, just known that Esme -as well as all the members in the Cullen Coven- would shield you straight away from them and would tell the ‘threat’ to back off and not to go near you. You are her mate and she -as well as every member in the Cullen Coven- would protect you at all costs, even if that meant giving up her life with the chance of sparing yours. (And obviously vice versa.)

◾ “My love, your safety is one of my most important priorities.” Esme would declare out with serene-ness cascading her tone whilst the rear of her pale fingers stroked your cheek attentively. “I could not bear the thought of losing you.” She’d add on while her golden ocher eyes locked with yours. “You are the love of my life, I will always protect you, no matter the cost.” 

◾ In truth; It would be a known fact that it would make no differences to Esme if her mate were to be the same species as her and her family -vampires- or if her mate were to be human (or any other creature). At the end of the day she would have the utmost respect, fondness and affection for her mate no matter what they were, looked like, and so on. As long as you are happy and healthy, that would matter the most to her. 

◾ Esme would for sure shower her mate with many compliments every chance she could get a hold of. To her you would be the most exquisite creature/being her eyes has glimpsed upon in her whole existence. -vise versa- 

◾ Honestly, you would be showering her with everything that you possibly could offer her.

◾ “You are the most enchanting and dazzling being my eyes have ever laid upon in my many years of living, my love.” Esme breathed out lovingly while her spectacular eyes peered into your (Y/E/C) eyes with affection shining within them.

◾ Eskimos kisses.  

◾ Lot’s of hand holding.

◾ Within this enamored relationship, it would be quite uncommon for their to be any tense confrontations, bickering or clashing. The pair of you would be respective towards one another’s boundaries, in which you would do your best not to cross the lines or limits set in place.

◾ Carrying on from that point, if it was so that Esme and yourself were to get into an argument, then be assured that it would certainly not last long. Yet afterwards, it would be a common occurence that you both would head off somewhere private to apologize for each other’s behaviour, words spoken, and so on; to which you would both make up.

With that said; If Esme and you were to have a disagreement or confrontation, it would only last awhile. But soon after the both of you would go somewhere private to apologizes for your behaviour and soon make up.

◾ Although the pair of you may not argue often, it is not to say that it’s all puppy dogs, unicorns and rainbows. There will be times of friction but those come rather rarely.

◾ It would be common for Esme to speak about her human life, prior to Carlisle having turned her; well, that of what she can recall and if you were to ask her questions about it.

◾ But not only that; she would share what different time periods were like through her eyes, ears and everything, but also what it was like for all the other’s in the coven.

◾ Esme would also tell you tales of what it was like for her when she was a new born and before she met you, etc.

◾ If you were struggling or suffering from anxiety, depression or whatever it was, Esme would do her absolute best with lifting up your spirits and brightening up your life to help you in anyway that she truly could. Surely she would stay by your side, ensuring that your every need is fulfilled.

◾ Comfort, advice, an ear to listen to, tending to anything, whatever it may be, Esme would take care of it. She wouldn’t even dare to think twice over it.

◾ Since in her human life she suffered bouts of intense feelings (maybe even in her vampire life too) she would try her best to relate to you, understanding where you come from and helping cheer you up and support you in anyway that she possibly could.

◾ “For I know the hardships of having felt, thought and having been consumed within these emotions, my love… ” Esme hushed out soft-spoken-ly with comfort wavering within her tone. Tightening her arms around you, she pulled your form closer into her loving and soothing embrace, soon giving the crown of your head a soft peck with her cold lips. “For you must remember to be the strong person that always lies within you. You are stronger than you think, my love, for I believe that and have seen it with my own eyes.” Your mate added on quietly. “You will get through this and see the light at the end of the tunnel. I will always be here for you, (Y/N). You will always have me, my comfort, my support… my everything.

◾ If you were to have any talents or abilities, and so on, (as a human, vampire, etc.) Esme would be stunned, in much of a positive fashion, when you show her or tell her of it. By doing so, your mate becomes speechless, and if she could shed tears of happiness, she truly would.

◾ This would leave her incredibly intrigued with your gifts, talents, abilities and very self.

◾ “My dear one, you truly are special, the most fascinating being my eyes have ever laid upon. You are so unique, my love…” Esme would vocalize out with a large pearly white smile while watching you. “You truly are one of a kind and I would not want you any different.” 

◾ You both surprising each other with lovely homemade gifts or ones that were purchased within stores. Either way you both would still love it and would cherish it no matter what and would thank one another with a smile. 

◾ Taking lovely long walks within the forest that surrounds the Cullens house. 

◾ All the members in the Cullen Coven supporting this relationship and being overjoyed for Esme -and you- for finally finding each other. Which would end up with everyone accepting you within the Cullen family. (You both totally being everyone’s OTP no matter what…especially for Alice. She would be your guys number one shipper…like she would ship the shit out of the you two).

◾ Esme and you taking turns to plan sweet and thoughtful dates to go on and enjoying them dearly. (Alice would help you or Esme plan these dates from time to time. Only if you needed help or asked her. But let’s face it, the cute pixie will do anything to get involved.). 

◾ “This is completely breath-taking Esme…” You would utter out quietly with an expression of complete awe, whilst feeling your breath being taken away. “This…is…so…magnificent…”  

◾ “Thank you for the kind comment, my love, but it is not as breathtaking as you …” Esme replied back with passion coursing through her body and soul as a large pearly white smile spread across her lips. 

◾ Tender kisses. 

◾ Passionate kisses. 

◾ Nose kisses. 

◾ Hugs/Cuddles. 

◾ Whenever Esme would get the chance to have some private time or alone time away from her family, she would write lovely, meaningful and thoughtful love letters about and to you. Which would be filled with the fondness she has for you, but also of how much happier she is with having you in her life.  

◾ With that declared, once finishing the love letter, Esme would send or give this love letter, filled with thoughtful words, to you; as a reminder for you to know how much love that she will forever have for.  

◾ Passionate sex. 

◾ Gentle sex. 

◾ Whispering sweet nothings to each other.

◾ Mild PDA.

◾ Overall your relationship and having each other as mates would be filled with an enormous amount of love and loyalty, (etc). Your bond with each other would grow and turn inseparable to the point that no person or no situation could come between you two. Your are hers and she is ours, forever

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