Trigger Warning: mentions of abuse, throwing up, flashbacks, some swearing
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You have two days to bring me Y/N. I’ve found out some… devilish details about Sammy boy. Would be a shame if people were to find out about them.
The three of them sat there in silence. Sam sat on the chair in the library, fingers hovering over the phone in front of him. He had no idea how Clyde had gotten his number; they’d only met once. He didn’t even have the same brand of phone at the time.
Y/N had her elbows propped on the table, sitting beside the chair across from Sam. Her fingers were woven together, her mouth masked by them. Her eyes were squinted slightly, brows scarcely pulling together. Sam looked between her and Dean, but neither twitched their gaze from the floor or the table; they were exactly still, Dean leaning against the wall, facing slightly away from them. His face was pulled into an expression of confusion.
“So,” Sam coughed. “What-”
“How the hell did he get your number?” Dean asked harshly. He seemed… tense. Irrationally so.
“I don’t know,” Sam replied honestly. “We haven’t seen him in years. Beats me how he did it.”
“He has a lot of pull in communications.” Y/N spoke from her seat, unmoving. “He’s got connections everywhere. Clyde gets notified every time someone important gets a new phone, and he knows how to find and track the signal. It’s easy as putting together a jigsaw puzzle for him.”
Imagine Billy gets hurt and you have to care for him.
(I’ll be honest, this isn’t what I originally wrote! The drabble I came up with was turning into a five page thing, so I had to scrap it and cut it down to something else to meet my own rules for drabble length! :D Still, I hope you enjoy it to all those that requested and were waiting for it).
Sunshine bursts through the small doorway of the tent,
washing you in comforting warmth. But still you shiver, exhaustion and fear
gripping the edges of your mind like a fog.
It only clouds your thoughts more as you stare down at
Billy, spread on a makeshift canvas bedroll. You’d done your best to wash away
the blood and sand that stained his skin, but it only revealed how pale and ill
he looked. The sight of it makes your stomach knot so tightly you can barely
“What were you thinking?” you whisper at his sleeping form,
gently pressing a cool, wet cloth on his brow.
As the fabric touches his skin, he gasps and his eyes shoot
You flinch in surprise, but jerk forwards as the large man
tries to struggle into a sitting position.
“Stay still!” you order, frowning as the wounds on his side
you’d spent so long cleaning starts bleeding once more at his sharp movement.
He hisses loudly in pain and you help him to sit himself up,
though he wobbles a little and you put a hand on him to keep him steady. His
gaze flicks frantically around the tent before landing on you, and you see then
tension in his body soften.
“What happened?” he asks, his voice cracking. You hand him a
mug of water, which he gulps down gratefully.
“You were on deck,” you say, taking the mug back, before
moving your focus to cleaning his wound again, “one of the new crew was
struggling with the anchor…” Your words trail when you see the memory flood his
face, his handsome features twisting into a wince.
The pole had slipped free of the man’s hand, sending the
wheel swirling around in a flurry. Billy had dragged the man out of the way,
but had taken the force of the hit instead.
“How is he?”
You frown and sit back. “Seriously? You’re sat here with a
chunk taken out of your side, not able to move for the bruising, and you’re
asking about him?” You scoff a laugh. “Why am I not surprised?”
His lips curve into a half smile at your reaction, before he
jumps as you press a little harder on his wound trying to clean out the sand.
“You don’t play doctor very often.” His gaze flicks up to
“I wouldn’t do it for anyone else, you know that.” The honesty in your
voice makes your words catch in your throat and you feel heat on your cheeks,
so turn away to hide it.
He catches your hand as you move, and you twist back to face
him. His grip is firm but soft, the touch sending a wave of warmth flooding
through you and making the chill that had seized you before dissipate.
“Thank you,” he says, his thumb rubbing along your palm. It’s an innocent touch, but you think it might set your heart exploding in your chest.
You smile, unable to hold it back. “Of course.”
He lets go of your hand, and it falls to his chest. He carefully lays down, his eyes falling shut, and you can feel the steady beat of his heart
beneath your fingers. It’s a soothing rhythm, one that calms your fears.
He’s going to be all right.
The realisation hits you like a hammer against glass, and
the adrenaline you’d been running on all day and night finally cracks. Fatigue
grips you and you can’t help but flop down beside Billy.
The gap you’d left between you and him is suddenly closed
when he shifts himself close. You barely move as his arm curls around you, and
instead you revel in the feel of it, allowing your eyes to flicker shut.
Request: Can you do a smut with Calum where your a dancer and you just got home from dance practice and then the dirty happens??????
I hope this is okay and i hope you like it! :)
“I bet she’s only dating him because
he’s famous.” I heard a girl with a tight bun whisper from the
front of the room.
“Well, I mean she must put out if
he’s still around. I mean, she’s not that pretty.” her friend with
a high pony tail whispered back, looking over her shoulder at me.
I was the talk of the class when I
started dating Calum Hood, everyone making speculation as soon as it
hit the tabloids. I’d learned to ignore the hateful comments and the
eye daggers the other girls threw at me. I was here to dance, not
I’d danced for almost twelve years
back home, it was my first love. Ballet and jazz were fun, but my
real passion was hip hop, mainly lyrical hip hop. I could express
myself through dance in ways that I couldn’t even put into words.
When I found this studio that offered adult classes I jumped at the
chance to join. I’d forgotten how catty some girls could be to
outsiders until I showed up for my first class. It took me a while,
but I fell into my own groove, easily finding a place at the middle
of the class.
“Maybe he’s just slumming it until
someone better comes along.” Bun Girl laughed.
Normally, I’d let these things slide,
but I was in a mood and I was not going to let these girls think that
it was okay to talk about me while I sat five feet away.
“Why don’t you ask him when he gets
here?” I piped up finally.
They both turned around with annoyed
looks on their faces, like I was the one who was being rude.
“What do you mean ‘when he gets
here’?” Ponytail squeaked.
“He’s coming to see me dance today,”
I rolled my eyes, “and if you ladies think that he’s 'slumming it’
and would rather be with someone like you, by all means, go for it.”
Thankfully, the instructor walked
calling class to order before anything else could be said. I rolled
my eyes as they scoffed and walked to their spots.
“Okay, class today we’re going to be
handing out solos!” our instructor said, clapping his hands
together, “we’re going to be making a promo video for Youtube and
we want our strongest dancers featured in it. So, I’ll put the music
on repeat for about an hour, workout about a minute and a half
routine, that’s about a verse and a chorus. It can be whatever style
you think is appropriate for this song, and don’t forget to have fun
The song couldn’t have been more
perfect, Love Me Like You Do by Ellie Goulding. It was a good beat
and enough heart and emotion for me to add my own flare to it. Plus,
I was excited to be dancing to a song that Calum and I both loved.
After an hour we all shuffled out of
the room to wait in line as we were each called one by one to dance.
I dug through my bag, bringing out my phone to shoot Calum a quick
Y/N: Are you gonna be here soon?
They’re handing out solos and I’m auditioning soon! :)
Cal: I’ll be there in two minutes,
think I’ll make it?xx
Y/N: I think you’ll make it! Can’t
wait to see you :)
wrong?” I heard a voice snicker behind me. I turned around to see
Bun Girl and Ponytail hovering above me, “Did your boyfriend bail?
What, he didn’t want to see a mediocre dancer fall flat on her face?”
I smiled as I saw Calum walk up behind the two obnoxious girls, “I
came to see my amazingly talented girlfriend kick all of your asses.”
came up next to me, kissing me on the cheek and throwing an arm
around me and smiling cheekily at the two brats. They looked at us,
my instructor said, “you’re on deck.”
bounded up to the front where he was.
Mike!” I said with a smile, “is it okay if my boyfriend sits in?
He wanted to come see my dance today.”
that’s fine!” he smiled back, “it’s always nice when the
boyfriends want to some support their girls.”
smiled again and waved Calum up to the front.
for, ya know back there.” I mumbled.
he said, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me close, “No
one messes with my girl.”
sighed heavily, now a little nervous that he was here and that I was
be judged by all of the schools instructors.
luke kiss?” I asked, looking up at him.
you even need to ask.” he chuckled, placing his hand on my cheek
and placing his lips softly on mine.
Y/N, you’re up!” Mike said, motioning me through the door.
stripped my giant baggy sweat shirt off, handing it to Calum, leaving
me in a crop top and a pair of semi baggy sweat pants.
would you like the song to start?” a woman with long brown hair
asked. I’d seen her before, if I was remember correctly her name was
Dana and she was Mike’s fiancee and co owner of the studio.
of the second verse please.” I smiled.
stood in the middle of the, what now seemed huge, wooden dance floor.
I looked at Calum who was beaming with pride and smiled, closed my
eyes and took a deep breath.
shit, Y/N!” Calum bellowed, banging on the steering wheel, “that
was fucking amazing!”
was okay,” I laughed, sticking my feet out window and leaning
against his shoulder.
clearly it was more than okay because they picked you!” he said
happily, placing an arm around my shoulder.
can I just say how unbelievably sexy you look while you’re dancing?”
he said, wiggling his eyebrows at me.
really?” I smirked.
he smiled, “not gonna lie, it kinda turned me on.”
I noticed,” I laughed, gesturing at this lap, “want me to help
you with that?”
he could respond, I was already sliding across the bench seat
attaching my lips to his neck and running my fingers lightly up his
Y/N?” he said, clearing his throat, “is this a good idea? I’m
kinda driving here.”
I mumbled against his neck, “just keep your eyes on the road Hood,
I’ll do the rest.”
continued my work on his neck, leaving small red marks every so often
as my fingers easily popped the button on his jeans. His breathing
hitched a little as I dipped my hands into his boxers, getting a firm
grip on his already hard member. I pumped his length a few times,
runnign my thumb over his head, making him shiver a little. I
detached from his neck, giving him a wicked smile.
you handle it?” I said, innocently.
can, but you’re so gonna get it when we get home.” he warned.
if I make you cum before then.” I smirked.
that a challenge?” he asked, trying to keep his eyes on the road.
right it is.” I smiled.
dipped my head below the steering wheel, swirling my tongue around
his head before taking him into my mouth entirely.
not fair,” he groaned, placing a hand on my head.
hollowed out my cheeks trying to create a little more friction, as my
head bobbed up and down. I could tell he was on the brink of cumming when I felt the car come to a
stop and Calum cutting the engine. I sat up a realized that we were
looked at a flushed Calum and smiled before he gripped the back of my
head, pulling me in for a swift hard kiss.
Now.” he commanded as he adjusted himself so we could get inside.
were perfectly civil on our way through the apartment complex, Calum
politely making conversation with the little old lady from across the
hall in the elevator. As soon as we reached our door and bid the nice
woman goodbye, I was backed against the door, Calum’s lips attacking
mine as he fumbled with the lock. When we pushed threw the door
clothes were already flying off as he nudged the door shut with his
pressed against the wall right next to the door as he pulled my tank
top over my head.
are we gonna move to the bedroom or?” I trailed off, messing with
his pants again.
no time!” he said, trailing kissing down my bare torso, stopping at
the waist band of my sweats. They were of in one swift movement along
with my panties.
he said as he gripped the back of my thighs. He shimmied out of his
jeans and boxers while holding me up with one arm, our lips never
parting. I braced myself as he eased into me, digging my nails into
okay?” he asked before making any sudden movements.
good,” I laughed, tangling my hands in his hair, “now do me!”
chuckled as he thrust deeper, making every movement count.
you feel amazing.” he moaned against my lips, never missing a beat.
The only sounds that could be heard were our heavy breathing and skin making contact with skin.
me down,” I said, trying to unhook my legs from around his waist.
he pulled back, giving me a look.
worry, we’re going to continue fucking just in a different position
that isn’t hell for both our legs.” I laughed.
okay!” he said as he pulled out and set me down on the ground.
turned around, placing my hands on the wall. I stuck my ass out and
arched my back, looking over my shoulder.
I questioned as he bit his lip at the sight of me.
I could get another word out he slammed into me,
fuck Calum,” I moaned loudly as he picked up the pace.
not gonna last long like this.” he grunt4ed, placing a hand on the
small of my back trying to keep it arched.
neither, babe.” I whined, “I’m already close.”
removed his hand from my back, bringing it around to rub circle eight
on my clit, bringing me closer to the edge.
I’m gonna-” I moaned, biting my lip hard.
for me Y/N” he said through gritted teeth, trying to hold on.
I cried and I felt my high take over my entire body.
cumming too, fuck!” he half yelled.
felt him pull out before spilling out on my back. We both stayed in
the same position, trying to catch our breaths.
me grab a towel.” he said quietly before kissing my shoulder
I got cleaned up we both flopped down on the couch, now exhausted and
still half naked.
can I come see you dance next week?” he smiled, kissing the top of
you can come see me dance whenever you want, as long as we get to do
that afterwards!” I laughed.
Beyond the beguiling skin, the Libra’s passions, love, and intelligence runs into the blood of the Warrior spirit that exists in their bones and this swirls with the colour wheel of a dainty forest fairy, sitting high on the clouds blowing tranquility into every calamity.