part 1
RUN
an interactive halloween au
GIST: this is an interactive halloween au wherein you play the protagonist of the story. throughout the plot you will meet (hq) characters. it is up to you to decide whether to trust them or not. more so, it is important to keep in mind that clues/hints can be found throughout the story. be wise and be keen.
WARNINGS: gore | deaths | blood | horror | killings | aged up
RULES: upon posting, i will give the readers 24-48hrs to make a decision. after which answers will be tallied.
GOAL: you have to make the right choices to survive the night. failing to do so, you will reap the consequences of your actions.
goodluck.
part 2/?
readers chose:
A. ask the man for directions
and we begin.
the man in a tattered shirt and stained jumper blankly bores his eyes at you as you struggle with finding the words to say. his muscular stature and his intimidating aura push your tongue down your throat. his face is impassive, with his upper eyelids slightly drawn downwards and his lips pressed into a thin line.
"e-excuse me, do you know where the cabin is?" out of fear, your words came out stuttered. he raised his eyebrows at you. perhaps thinking about what to respond to your question.
silence lay dormant between the two of you, with only the sound of rustling leaves filling the void. not until a man with large eyes and a lean figure came into view. in his one hand, he clutches on strips of white ribbons, and his bright red hair catches your attention, making you completely turn your focus to him.
"eh?" the red-headed utters upon seeing you. he scrutinizes you, eyes trailing from your head down to your toes.
"honey, greet the guests kinder next time." he says as he turns his head to the man in jumper crunched next to a pile of woods. the red-headed might have sensed your fright.
honey?
your eyes rally between the two men
"should i smile?" the brunette speaks for the first time with his deep-toned voice. he looks at the man with red hair before pulling an effortless smileㅡthe one that doesn't show the Duchenne marks on his face.
"okay, not that one, honey. you might end up scaring every guest that visits our town. we can work on that next time." the red-headed pulls his eyebrows together as a sad smile plays on his lips.
"im satori, and this is my husband, wakatoshi. we run bread and breakfast down the mountains for campers, hunters, and tourists. it's called "The Ushijimas' Inn"," he introduces himself and the man next to him. he shows his teeth by smiling widely at you. the other man unfolds his knees to stand upright, swinging the ax over his other shoulder. now that you have a full view of his body, you can't help but gulp in terror.
"honey, please, don't swing your ax like that. you're giving the guest a heart attack." he nudges the tall man next to him using his elbow before shooting you a concerned smile. he continues. "do you need help with anything?"
the two seem harmless so you decided to shoot your shot.
"yes, i was asking for directions. i am looking for a cabin in the woods?" you state. satori tilts his head to the side, a mannerism he does when he falls into confusion.
"a cabin?" he repeats your words.
"yes."
"why do you need to come to the cabin? do you not have any place to stay in? you can come with us. we can accommodate you for the night." satori generously offers, and immediately you knew you judged the pair, especially wakatoshi, the man with a deadly weapon, wrong.
"no, it's just that my date went missing, and his last message to me is about a cabin," you explain. you take advantage of the situation to ask them further. "you might have seen him. he's a boy with spikey orange hair. a few inches taller than me but smaller than the two of you. he has an athletic built, and his name is hinata shoyo." satori pulls his eyebrows together before speaking.
"sorry, darling, you are the first person we encountered in the forest today. there aren't many guests during this time."
"except for the twins." wakatoshi jots in.
"right, the twins. they're hunters and are staying at our inn." satori nods.
"how about the cabin? do you know where it is at?" you ask once again.
"there's only one cabin i know that sits in the woods, and chances are that's where your friend, hinata shoyo, is. but it's has been abandoned for years, and no one gets close to it. it's at the center of the forest." satori turns his body around, raising his forefinger in the air. "it's located off-track. do you see these white ribbons tied around the branches of the trees? i marked those to keep locals and guests on the track. the forest is a tricky place; even us locals who have been living here all our lives get lost too. so, if you decide to push through make sure to keep the white ribbons on sight so you wouldn't get lost."
"and don't trust non-locals," wakatoshi adds.
"yes! don't trust non-locals." satori repeats his husband's words. you can't help but think that their advice is similar to kenma's, the cashier at the local gas station. he assured you that you could depend on locals and told you about their kindness.
"how do i know that someone is a local of this town?" being a tourist in this place, everyone is a stranger to you.
satori hums as he squints his eyes in thought. on the other hand, wakatoshi turns his head to his husband and pulls a smile.
"lev's pumpkin pie." wakatoshi fights a growing smile. satori's eyes sparkle in delight. the corners of the latter’s lips pushes his eyes into crescent moons.
"that's a great idea, boo! the pumpkin pie!" he claps his hands together before roaring out loud.
you blink at them in confusion.
"yaku, lev's partner, runs a bakery in town. the only bakery shop in this small town. he is a great baker, but ever since lev started to live with him, he helped him with his business, but lev is infamous for his to-die-for pumpkin pie." satori howls in laughter again after briefly explaining. wakatoshi continues for him.
"a literal to-die-for pumpkin pie. it tastes like death and soil at the same time."
"i assure you, everyone knows about lev's pumpkin pies. it's like an inside joke within the community." you mirror the lovers' contagious smiles.
"i remember the look on kenma's face when he tasted the pie for the first time." wakatoshi giggles.
"if kuroo and yaku didn't stop him, kenma could've murdered lev." satori chuckles loudly, covering his mouth with his free hand.
you take a mental note on how the two casually mentions kenma's name along with a shared memory. this shows that this town is a closed-knit community, and it's probably the best choice to trust kenma and the pair, and perhaps every local in this small town.
"anyway, if you need help, don't hesitate to come to us, okay?" satori says once he recovers from laughing. this is a cue for you to express your gratitude.
"thank you for helping me out." you say, shaking their hands before parting ways. the husbands both hike down the mountain while you trail the opposite direction.
the forest falls silent once again, reminding you that you are walking alone in this vast foreign area. a part of you wished you took satori's offer of staying at their inn for the night and forget about your date, but you know to yourself that you can't do such a horrible thing to hinata who treated you well. you aren't used to doing cryptic adventures, not that when it involves risking your life. and now that the idea has crossed you mind, a chill runs down your spine. you shake your head off from these thoughts and make it to a point to focus on the goal ahead.
turning your head to the side your eyes catches on a cemented pathway. tempting as it is, you decided to walk near the road. your chances of meeting a local passing by the road are higher when than when you are trekking inside the forest. and just as expected, a loud honk coming from a car resonates behind you.
you twist your body around and see a speeding white car approaching your spot. it slows down before entirely stopping when it reaches you. you observe the physical features of the vehicle and a sense of familiarity tickles your mind. then it hits you.
it's the same white truck from the gas station.
your eyelids peel open when the windows roll down, revealing two men sporting different hair colors. the man behind the wheel speaks.
"hey, do you need a ride?" his lopsided grin and confident aura put you on edge. your eyes shift to the boy sitting shotgun. he looks at you through the corners of his eyes with his mouth curled up in disinterest. the boy behind the wheel follows your line of sight.
"tobio, don't frown." his scolds the younger boy. he shifts his focus back to you before continuing, the tone of voice hitching up. "im oikawa tooru, but you can call me tooru. you seem lost; maybe we can help you out. we know the town well." he winks at you. the other boy finally turns his head to you, acknowledging your presence.
you are caught between telling them about your dilemma or keeping it to yourself.
suddenly, satori's advice echoes in your head, and the next thing you know is you're making up a story.
"im with my friends. we're immersing ourselves with nature before rushing back to town. we wanted to visit the local bakery after trekking. do you know where the bakery is?" you act naively.
"yes, it's around the corner of 5th street. two blocks away from the inn." tooru sweetly smiles at you.
"right! so google maps was right!" you let out an airy laugh. "i can't wait to taste their pumpkin pie. have you guys tried that?" you utter, keeping your eyes at the two men.
tooru's smile widens.
"the pumpkin pie!" he shouts enthusiastically. "i love their pumpkin pie!" the other boy smiles at you.
your mouth parts and your saliva instantly dries.
they are not local.
cold beads of sweat start to form on your forehead, and the thump of your heartbeat begins to deafen your senses. your stomach flips over oddly, and the tips of your fingers tremble.
you have a bad feeling about this encounter, but you are caught between two options. you flash them a shaky smile as you ponder.
time to decide:
A. run
B. continue with the white lie and assure them that you don't need their help
alright folks before i finally wrap this up i just want to congratulate you all for making the right choice! hooray!! o(≧▽≦)o
since you made the right decision you are able to:
✓ use lev's pumpkin pies
✓ take advantage of the white ribbons
✓ potentially trust locals
may luck continue to be with you in the next part.
comment, send in an ask, or message me with your choice. i am open for discussion, i don't mind dropping a few hints here and there ;)
a/n: thanks for reading! i appreciate rbs and likes since it helps me reach out to more people. have a great day/night ahead~ ♡
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Fire, Fur & Mistletoe Chapter 2
Pairing- Dean x Lisa, Eventual Dean x Female Reader.
Word Count-6,102
Warning- Mentions of: loss of parents, death, car accidents, and fires, alcoholism. Fired from a job. Putting animals up for adoption, eviction. Possible swearing. Slight angst. Fluff,
Summary- A rewrite of the Nine Lives of Christmas, Hallmark movie. AU, Dean is a firefighter who doesn’t do commitment, the Holiday’s don’t mean much to him. Coming home after a shift he finds a dog in trouble. The reader is a veterinary student who works in a coffee shop trying to make it to graduation, until someone causes problems there for her. She isn’t interested in finding anyone other than her own dog until after she finishes school. Do their four legged friends have other plans?
A/N- This series is written for @spnchristmasbingo. The square filled for this chapter is Decorating. The first two chapters will stay closer to the movie than the rest will.
This has its own tag list and it is open. That way I am not tagging anyone who doesn’t want to be tagged in Christmas stories. This story is unbeta’d.
Header by the amazing @winchest09
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The day after you were fired you dragged yourself to class determined to keep pushing toward your goal. No matter how upset you might have been. Charlie tried to distract you but it didn’t work. You spent the night trying to study for your upcoming finals.
Thursday, you went through the want ads and looked for any openings you would be qualified for. The hardest part was needing flexible hours for school. Then you prepared your resume and looked up other places in town who might have online applications you could fill out.
Friday, Charlie reminded you of the Sweet on You party you had agreed to go to. With everything happening you had completely forgotten, but told her you would meet her there when she didn’t back down. Walking up the driveway to the house where tonight’s party was, you could see all the happy people inside. You could see Charlie was laughing with a brown haired girl in the living room window. You didn’t fit in with this group tonight, you couldn’t pretend to be happy.
Taking out your cell phone you call Charlie’s phone to leave her a message. “Hey, I’m so sorry. I’m not going to be able to make it to the mixer. I hope you have fun. I’ll see you in class.”
Turning around you head back to your car to go home and spend the night on your couch with Dakota.
Dean took Miracle back home, Lisa complaining about the dog the whole time. He just tuned her out.
Wednesday he was back at the station for a 48hr shift. Things were a little slow, which was good in the sense that people weren’t in trouble and needing them, but it could also make for a long day. He was in the workout room with the guys when Bobby walked in with wrapping paper. It was for the toys that had been donated.
“No adoption huh?” He asked, seeing Miracle sitting next to Benny.
“Not yet, Lisa is still trying. He probably deserves a better owner than me.”
“Do you know having a dog can be good for your health?” Cas asked.
“No, but I think I do sleep better since he’s been around.”
“You know you are going to have to choose between her and the dog, right?” Cas wanted to know.
“I’ve got an idea, brother. How about you keep Miracle and give Lisa my number.” Benny suggested.
“I think Miracle would make a better girlfriend than Lisa. I’m not sure that will work when you and Andrea, finally get back together.” Sam threw out.
“Yeah, but who knows when that will be? I could have some fun in the meantime.”
“You’re awful.”
“Thanks, Shaggy.” Benny throwing out his nickname for Sam.
“Are we going to keep him around here when we’re working? Make him our firehouse Mascot?” Cas wanted to know.
“The other stations have Dalmatians, they might make fun of us for him.” Benny stated.
“Who cares, makes us unique. We don’t need to be like the others anyway.” Bobby told them before walking over to Dean. “So Winchester, what are you going to do? Keep the good old boy, or let a girl push him away. I told you, I don’t trust a girl who doesn’t like dogs.”
Dean spent the first night of the shift thinking about his options and what the guys had said. The next day at the firehouse he left Miracle at the station when he had a minute to run a quick errand, there was a stop he needed to make.
Walking into Braeden’s he looked around, but didn’t see Y/N anywhere. So he headed up to talk to the blonde running the register.
“Hi, I was in here a few days ago. I’m looking for the girl who was working with you, Y/N.”
“Y/N, she was such a great person. I miss seeing her. She no longer works here. She got fired.”
“What, why? What happened?”
“Your girlfriend, Lisa. Complained about Y/N to her dad. I don’t think Mr Bradean really wanted to fire her, she’s the best barista we had. She remembers people's orders and their favorites. She handles the difficult ones without a problem. The only one of us who can get the cranberry bars just right, and this time of year they are the most popular. His daughter is a beautiful, but horrible superficial nightmare of a person.”
“I get it.”
“She is trying to put herself through school. She really needed this job.”
“Wow, I’m so sorry to hear that. Do you have her number or home address, maybe?”
“Why, she doesn’t have enough problems, now you want to go burn down her house too?”
“What? No. I want to apologize.”
“Oh really?” Claire leans against the other counter folding her arms and glaring at Dean.
“I didn't know Lisa did that, I would have stopped her if I did. I’m so sorry. Please. I feel really awful this happened to her. Is there any information you can give me that would help me find her?”
“Her last name is Y/L/N, that’s all I am going to tell you about her.”
“Thank you.”
He leaves to head back to the station. There still isn’t much going on so he grabs his computer and uses some of the down time to sit in the common room and look up Y/N Y/L/N on social media accounts. Bobby is in the kitchen area behind working on some food. Cas, Benny and Sam are playing cards at the long dinner table.
“Any luck yet? Bobby asked.
“Nope, I can’t find her anywhere. None of these profiles on facebook,or linked in are her. I even searched twitter.”
“I can’t believe Lisa got her fired.” Cas just shook his head.
“That’s pretty cold, man. Maybe I don’t want her to have my number.”
“Not a problem Benny.”
“You know, you haven’t told us anything about this girl you are trying so hard to find.”
“She is wicked smart. I would bet she’s getting straight A’s.”
“Okay more important question here,” Benny interrupts. “What does she look like?”
Cas and Sam both throw chips at him for that comment.
“Hey, I’m curious, here?”
“She’s really pretty, but she’s the kinda girl that doesn’t know it.”
“That’s the best kind.” Bobby tells him.
“Is she nice?”
“Unbelievably so, she is super sweet. She loves animals, especially dogs.”
“Okay so let’s see if I got this, she’s wicked smart. Pretty but not full of herself, sweet with a heart of gold?”
“Yeah.” Dean looks around and everyone is looking at him. “What am I missing here?”
“Apparently a lot,” his brother tells him.
“She sounds like a special person.”
Dean shrugs, “Yeah, she is I guess.”
“I have an idea.” Sam turned to Dean. “Why don’t you ask your girlfriend to get it from her dad. Actually that is a conversation I would pay to watch you have with Lisa. ‘Lisa can you get me the address of the girl you had fired so I can go apologize to her, for you being the bitch you are. See I’m in love with her, but I haven’t figured that out for myself yet.’ “
“Are you done?” Dean asks his brother anything but amused.
“For now,” the younger Winchester joins in laughing with the others.
“Boy, you are a special kind of idjit. You lot, go finish that equipment inventory.”
“Sure thing Chief, just let me beat these guys real quick.” Looking up Benny sees Bobby’s face. “Or now is good.”
Bobby walks over to the table from the kitchen counter he was working at, “So, Y/N.”
“She doesn’t want to date until after she graduates and starts working. She is nothing like the kind of girl I go out with normally, anyways. She actually believes in true love and Marriage.”
“It’s really not that bad you know. Don’t tell Ellen I said that.”
Dean chuckles at that, knowing how much the grumpy man really does love his wife.
“Just because things didn’t work out for your parents doesn’t mean it won’t for you. Look at Sam and Jess.”
“It’s not what I’m looking for Bobby.”
“Then why are you here spending your time searching for this very pretty and smart girl?”
“I just want to apologize.”
“Yeah, sure. Don’t you want a family one day? Someone you can share the Holidays and special moments with?”
“You and the guys are my family. You know this.”
“As close as you and your brother are, you still can’t snuggle up with me the other idjits on a cold night, after a rough shift.”
“Is that a firm no?”
Bobby just shakes his head at Dean's attempt at humor, and goes back to the kitchen.
When the shift ends Friday afternoon he takes Miracle home and tries to relax before getting some work around the house done. He goes back Saturday for a 24 hour shift.
“It looks like the two of us are going to be stuck together for a little while. You can stay until I finish here and sell the house. Then you are on your own. For now on we can come and go as we please. You aren’t responsible for me, I’m not responsible for you, That work for you? Just a couple of bachelor's living together. Good talk, let’s go watch the game.” Miracle follows Dean into the living room, curling up in his lap.
After the game Dean heads out to get some supplies he needs to work on the house. Lisa is in the kitchen with dinner when he arrives back home.
“What are you doing here Lisa? Weren’t you supposed to have a shoot today?”
“It was postponed so I came over to make you dinner, it took all day.”
“You made the food here?”
“Yeah so it would be nice and hot when you got out.”
“Uhuh. hey have you seen Miracle?
“No, figured it was with you.”
“He was here earlier”
“I’m sure it’s around somewhere. Go shower I’m sure you smell like smoke. I’ll put the food on the table.”
“My shift ended hours ago, Lisa. I already showered. I need to look for Miracle.”
“Miracle hey, come here dog.” she pretends to look for him. “Guess he’s not here, let’s eat.”
“He usually greets me when I come home, he must have gotten out. I need to go find him.”
“Why? It’s just a stupid dog, who cares? Now come eat this delicious dinner I made.” That puts Dean over the edge with her.
He turns back around in the doorway, “You just don’t get it do you? Did you really have that barista from your father’s coffee shop fired?”
“Yeah, she was completely awful to me. I can’t have that.”
“She was giving you facts about Miracles, She wasn’t doing anything to you. You can’t just have people fired when you don’t like what they say Lisa.”
“Sure I can. She doesn’t matter, the dog is finally gone. Everything is just how it’s supposed to be.” She tells him with a shrug.
“You know, I don’t think this is going to work.”
“What?”
“You and me.”
“Wait, are you seriously breaking up with me?”
“Yeah, yeah I guess I am.”
“I’m a model and you think you are going to break up with me?”
“You might need to get your hearing checked, yes I am.”
“You can’t do that, I'm the best thing to ever happen to you. You are going to regret this Dean Winchester. I won’t take you back when you come begging me to. I spent all day making this dinner for you. I got my hair done for you, these highlights were expensive.”
“No, you actually didn’t. That stove isn’t connected, I just bought it. I know it doesn’t work yet, and the take out bags are sticking out of the trash outside. Nice try though. I’m sure the hair was for you and no one else. I think you need to go, Lisa.”
She stomps out of the room in a huff, slamming the front door when she exits.
Dean went to look for Miracle but didn’t have any luck finding him. The backdoor wasn’t shut tight, Lisa must have done that when she took the trash out.
Saturday was spent with your list going to all the places you found that might be looking for help, and making stops with those who had ‘Now Hiring’ signs up. Passing some Christmas carolers in the town square you stop and listens for a moment. You do love this time of year. A couple of places took your resume, but others weren’t very keen to work around a school schedule.
The best you could do is just keep trying until something works in your favor.
Sunday, morning Donna was over bright and early to start your day together. She brought donuts and coffee with her. Chatting with you and petting Dakota as you got yourself ready to go. The first stop she had planned for the two of you were mani/pedi’s. It had been a long time since you felt that relaxed. For a little while in the chair you were able to forget about your troubles. When you were done there the two of you visited a few shops you were passing by.
From there you grabbed a light lunch and listened to the carolers and watched the other shoppers.
“I should head back home to study.”
“No, we had a deal. It’s time for your hair and makeup appointment. Then i’m taking you to get a new dress.”
“I don’t know.”
“Hey, I know you. I bet you already know everything you need for your exam. You are just overthinking it. Relax. Take some time to enjoy the Holiday season.”
“Fine.”
When your hair and nails were done she took you to a little boutique to look for a dress for the Mayor’s party. You tried on multiple options before she handed you a black long sleeve one stopped mid thigh.
“Come on out already, I want to see it.”
You pulled the curtain back and stepped out.
“Wow, look at you girl. Green eyes is going to flip when he sees you in this.”
“Oh no, I can’t afford this one.”
“I’m going to get it for you, I got a bonus. You deserve to be taken care of once in a while too.”
“It’s too much.”
“Y/N, when mom and dad died, you came home to take care of me. You put your whole life on hold, just for me. This dress is nothing compared to that. Please let me do this.”
You walked over to look in the mirror, Donna coming up beside you. “You look like mom.”
“I do?”
“Yeah, you do.”
Turning, you give your sister a big hug.
Leaving there you thought she was finally taking you home to study but you find her pulling into the fire station and you start to panic. “What, what are we doing here?
“Do you really think I’m just going to take you home looking like that? You are going to walk in there and make Green eyes faint. Plus I want to meet him, you said he was working today.”
Dang it. “No, no.”
“Come on, you can’t hide him forever.”
“I have to study for my final, I have to go home. Now. Let’s go.”
“If you don’t get out and walk your but in I am going to drag you in there. Do you really want that?” She was already unbuckling her seatbelt and going to open her door.
“Wait! I’ll go in. Okay I’ll go in.”
“He is going to be so surprised.”
“You have absolutely no idea how surprised. You know what?I should really go in alone.” Donna sits back in her seat raising her eyebrow at you.
“Why is that?”
“He’s going to see this outfit and want to grab me, and start kissing me. One thing can lead to another. It’ll be a little awkward with you there. That’s not the best circumstances to meet him, when he’s making out with your older sister. You can meet him at the Christmas party, promise.”
“Alright, fine. I want details, I’ll wait here.”
“Oh no, that’s okay.” Pretending to check the time. “He’s about to get off shift, he can take me home.”
“Okay, fine. Take care. Have fun.”
“Thank you, and thank you for today.”
You get out of her truck and slowly make your way up to the fire station, turning back to wave at your sister. When she finally pulls away and you can’t see her anymore you turn and start walking back to your condo. Great, you're in heels, this will be fun. You don’t get too far down the road when you hear a dog bark at you. Looking around you see a dog that looks like one you met earlier in the week. He comes over rubbing against your bare legs and you check his collar. Sure enough it says Miracle. Just great.
“Hey there buddy, what are you doing out here? Are you lost?”
Turning around and walking back to the station Miracle following along behind you. When you step inside there are three guys working on cleaning the truck.
“Hi, sorry to bother you, I’m looking for the owner of this dog,” You point to Miracle who is now sitting beside you.
“He’s mine!” two men call out at the same time, then turn and glare at each other. The third with longer hair just shakes his head at them.
“I think he belongs to someone named, Dean?”
“Yo, Jerk get out here.” The shaggy haired man yells out.
Dean comes walking out from inside a minute later, “Bitch, what do you…” He suddenly notices you, “Hey I’ve been looking for you two, how did you end up together?” Bobby comes out to join Sam, Cas and Benny. The four of them watching you and Dean.
“You’ve been looking for me?” That really surprises you.
“Yeah, I heard about your job. I’m really sorry It’s my fault.”
“That wasn’t your fault it was all your girlfriend.”
“She’s not my girlfriend anymore.”
“That’s good.” You seriously had no filter. Dean looked up at you a little shocked by your comment. “I’m mean, that’s too bad.”
“It’s alright, I knew she wasn’t the nicest, but I didn’t realize she could be that awful. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay, at least you have Miracle back now. Have a good night.” With that you turned to walk out of the station.
Dean turns back around and the guys are all pointing and gesturing to you. “Hey, Y/N, I’m getting off work soon. Could I give you a ride home, or maybe buy you dinner?”
“Thank you for offering but you don’t have to. I'm fine walking.”
“Come on, let me buy you dinner. With everything that’s happened it’s the least I can do.”
“You really don’t..”
Three shouts of “it’s the least he can do.” Come from behind Dean.
“Okay, but only if I can take you to my favorite place.”
“Alright, do I need to run and change first?” He looks down at his uniform blue pants and shirt. If your favorite place is anything like Lisa's he is going to need dress pants a tie, the whole shebang.
You pretend to look him over, “No I think I can get you in just fine dressed like that, I know the owner pretty well. But what about Miracle?”
“He can hang out here, he’ll be fine with the guys around here.”
“Okay.”
Bobby comes up to get Miracle, “We like having him here.”
Dean takes you to the common area and you wait in there until he is finished with his shift. When you leave you give him directions to your favorite taco truck. Dean wasn’t expecting this at all.
“This is really your favorite place?”
“Yes, taking a bite out of one of his tacos is like a surprise party in your mouth. He’s open all night. So when I’m studying really late I come and grab something from here.”
Grabbing your food you go and sit at one of the nearby tables. Dean groans when he takes his first bite. “Oh you weren’t lying that is so good.”
“I know right?” You smile at him. A sudden chill hitting you. You tried to hide that you were cold because a big part of you really didn’t want the night to end. Dean saw it anyway.
“Are you cold?”
“I’m alright.” He shook his head at you.
“I’ll be right back. He returns with his yellow coat from his uniform draping it over your shoulders to keep you warm.
“Thank you.” The two of you get up from the table and walk around the nearby park looking at the light displays around you.
“When I was 19 my parents died in a car accident. I was away at college then. I came back home to raise my little sister. When she entered college I went back and started my undergrad back up. Now I’m trying to finish veterinary school.”
“What made you want to become a vet?”
“My parents were huge animal lovers. My sister and I grew up around animals and that love for them passed down to us. My mom was always taking in strays. When I was seven, walking home from school I found a baby bird in the middle of the road. The little guy was hurt when he fell out of his nest. I took him home and nursed him back to health with the help of my parents. I was there when he was finally able to take his first flight. That’s when I realized I wanted to be a vet and help animals when I grew up. What about you? Why did you want to become a firefighter?”
“When I was four our house caught on fire, I was carrying my little brother Sammy out of the house. The front door was engulfed in flames, I wasn’t sure how to get out. This firefighter crashed through the living room window and got us to safety.”
“Wow.”
“My mom was trapped, but they managed to get both of my parents out. They blamed each other for the fire and started fighting a lot. Until they eventually divorced. We lost my dad to the bottle a couple years ago. Mom to a car accident. The firefighters made me feel safe, and took care of me and my brother that night. I wanted to be able to do that for others one day.”
“That’s powerful.”
He just nodded.
“What were your parents like?”
“They were so in love, they met in high school and that was it."
"So you could say he jumped in front of her and stopped her in his tracks. She followed him to the highest peak?” He asks as he smiles at you.
It took you about thirty seconds to realize what he was saying, “You remembered the mountain lions.”
“Yeah, I did.”
The both of you sat there a few more minutes lost in your own thoughts before you reluctantly spoke up. “I’ve really enjoyed tonight. It’s been really nice, but I have a big final tomorrow morning. I should try and get a little more studying in.”
“Okay, no problem. I’ll take you home.”
Reluctantly you got up and followed Dean to his truck. You gave him the address to you
place, and he found it no problem. As a fireman he most likely knows his way around town very well. He walked you to the door when you arrived home.
“Thank you for dinner, it was nice of you.”
“No problem, Sweetheart. Thank you for accepting my apology.”
The two of you stood there looking at one another for a minute or so before you snapped out of it.
“Goodnight, Dean.”
“Goodnight, Y/N. Good luck on your final tomorrow.”
“Thank you.”
The two of you so lost in thought you didn’t realize you were still wearing his coat until after he had already driven away.
Your dreams that night revolved around a pair of green eyes, with a boyish smile and a great laugh.
You were studying as you were getting ready Monday morning, trying to get any last bit of new information in that you could. All too quickly it was time to head out.
Sitting down next to Charlie you apologized to her for missing Friday again. She told you all about the girl she met there, Dorthey. She seemed to really click with this one. You were very happy for her. At least one of you could get what you wanted.
The two of you walked out of the Veterinary school building an hour and a half later. “Okay, that final was so much tougher that I thought it was going to be.”
“Charlie, I’m sure you did great.”
“At least that was our last one. Now Christmas break is finally here!” She broke into a little dance as she was saying this.
“I’m glad you are so excited about this,” you laughed watching her. Turning back around someone caught your eye.
“Hi.”
“Hey, how did the test go?”
You were a little flustered, did he come all this way just to ask about your test? “I think I did all right on it.”
“That’s great, glad to hear it. How about I take you out for coffee and we can celebrate?”
Charlie was looking back and forth between the two of you, when she finally got a good look at Dean’s face. “That’s Green eyes?” She exclaimed much loudly for your liking. Judging by Dean’s laugh and slight blush, he heard it too.
Reaching out you quickly smack her arm before turning back to Dean. “That’s so nice of you to offer, but dinner last night was enough.”
“Wait he took you to dinner last night?” Charlie wanted to know looking at Dean then you.
“Yes, please shut up.” You whispered to her
“Let him take you for coffee. She would love to go with you.” Charlie turned to Dean shaking her head yes.
Dean was amused by Charlie's antics. You on the other hand could hurt your friend. “Besides the coffee, I kinda need my coat back for work tonight.
“Oh, yeah. I’m so sorry about that, I didn’t realize I still had it on till after you left.”
“It’s alright, let me take you for coffee and we can grab it after.”
“Alright.”
Charlie pushed you toward Dean, “Have fun you two!”
Dean took you to a coffee shop you had never been to before. The two of you enjoying a nice conversation before being on your way. When you were walking back to your place you commented on the shop.
“I really liked that place. I’ve never been there before. Or even heard of them before.”
“You know what they say, firemen and police always know where to get the best coffee. There was one I really liked, only had it a few times. I’m pretty sure it was the barista there who made it so good.” Dean winking at you as he said it.
The front of your condo coming into view. The door was wide open. “Oh this is bad, so very bad.” You run up the steps toward the door.
“What’s going on?”
“She found Dakota.” Dean watches you run inside slowly following behind, but staying out of sight.
Your landlady is standing at the counter when you come rushing in. Hearing you she turns around.
“I just knew you were hiding something. I had a plumber come in and check out your sink. Do you know what he found?” She asked you while holding up an Effective Immediately Eviction notice.
“Where is she?”
“I shut her in the back bedroom.” You went right over to check on your girl.
When you come back she starts right back in on you. “This is a clear violation of the Angel Arms by laws. You have to be out by the end of the day.”
Good things get any worse for you right now? Where were you supposed to go?
Just then Dean comes walking in holding up his fireman identification and badge, “I assume you gave this tenant 48 hours notice before you had a service person enter the residence?”
“I, um I’m not sure.”
“How about the fire code? Are you all up to date on all of the apartment codes pertaining to apartment and condo buildings?”
She couldn’t even get a word out.
“What about all the bylaws with the state's statutes?”
“Well, I would think I…”
“I’ll be back next week and make sure you are in compliance with each and every state and city fire code. If you aren’t I’m afraid I’ll have to slap you with a 777, and close this place down.”
Her eyes widened at that and she quickly left the building. No doubt to start looking into all the codes and begin the tedious work of making sure each one was met.
You were watching Dean in awe, you couldn’t believe he would go to all this trouble for you.
“I’m sorry I won’t be able to stop the eviction, but I can make her miserable for awhile.”
“Dean, I don't know what to say. Thank you for doing that.”
“Talk later, let’s get packing.”
“What?”
“You have to be out today, let’s go.”
“You’re going to help me? Dean I don’t even know where I can go. My sister doesn’t have room for us. I couldn’t find a place to rent before this happened.”
“I have an idea. The house I’m renovating right now, it has an upstairs apartment. There is even an outside entrance so you could come and go as you needed.”
“Dean, I couldn’t do that and impose on you.”
“You aren’t. I’m inviting you to stay. You won’t even have to pay rent. So you can save for a new apartment. Plus I’m the reason you got fired.”
He really was giving you a tempting offer. “You said yourself you had nowhere else you knew of to go.”
“Are you okay with dogs?”
“Yes, actually they are a must. Plus you could help me out with Miracle.”
“I will pay you.”
“That’s okay, maybe you could just help me with the house some?”
“I can do that. Thank you so much. I really appreciate this.”
“No problem Sweetheart. I’m going to go get us some boxes, while you start getting your stuff around.” When Dean got outside he called Sam.
“Hey, you doing anything right now?”
“No, just hanging out till the shift starts.”
“I have a friend who needs some help packing up her apartment real fast. Can you help?”
“Yeah, wait, her? Who’s the her? I thought Benny and Cas were your only friends?”
“Will you just stop talking and get over here? I texted you the address.”
You were shocked when Dean returned with not only boxes but one of the other firemen.
“Y/N, this is my little brother Sammy.”
“It’s Sam.”
“This is Y/N, Sammy said he could help us out for a bit.”
“Thank you so much. I really appreciate it.”
“No problem. Dean told me what happened.”
In just a few hours the three of you had everything loaded up in the three vehicles. The apartment came furnished so everything but the bed stayed.
Getting to Dean’s place you get out and look at the house, it’s amazing.
Heading inside Dean shows you around. You are distracted by the wonderful details that surround it, and the great work Dean has done. You can’t believe he rebuilt the entire staircase. He is extremely talented.
The two dogs are introduced and seem to get along really well. You are kind of surprised, Dakota is usually more reserved around dogs she has never met before.
“I think they are going to get along just fine.” Dean tells you.
“Yeah, I guess us living together could work, I mean sleeping together. NO, I just, you know what I mean, staying under the same roof, not in the same room.” You aren’t sure your face could be any redder.
“Well, not sure I have a problem with the first two options either.”
You were wrong, your face could get redder.
“I promise you won’t know I’m even here. I’m looking for a new job, and I’ll look for a new place. Hopefully I can find something by next week.”
“No rush, it’s fine Sweetheart.”
The two guys help you unload the things in their vehicles before heading off to work.
Wandering around the house you notice the living room and all the white paint stripes. This must be the room Dean was saying he was having trouble finding the right color. You didn’t have anything else to do so you go to work.
When Dean came home from work the next night, some amazing smell greeted him. Y/N, must have grabbed takeout. He’s hoping she got enough to share. Looking around he finally found her on a ladder in the living room. He walked in looking around. He couldn’t believe it, the whole room was painted, and the color was perfect.
On top of the fireplace mantle he saw a few Christmas decorations out. Some reindeer, a big snowman in the middle. They weren't his so they must have come from your house. It helped to make the room feel a bit homier than it had before.
Turning around you finally notice Dean. “Oh hi,”
“Hey, I can’t believe you finished this room. The color is perfect.”
“I’m used to being busy, but I’m currently unemployed, and school is on break for a month. This is Pearl, it’s a layer of Egg shell over Egg crue. It’s the only way to get this color. It’s the least I could do for you rescuing Dakota and I.”
“Don’t worry about that. I do appreciate you doing all this.”
“No problem, I like to keep busy.” You get Dakota up to head to your apartment, you did tell him you would stay out of his way. “Oh, there is chicken and mashed potatoes in the fridge if you want any.”
“It smells amazing, where did you pick it up from?”
“I cooked.”
Here we go again, Dean thought.
“I saw the stove wasn’t hooked up, I hope you don’t mind I connected it.”
“Oh, no. Thanks.” That surprised Dean. Y/N really was different than all the other girls he dated.
As she walked out of the room he realized he didn’t want her to go, “My shift was kinda slow, do you want to stay and eat with us?”
“We already ate, but thanks. I’ll let you enjoy your downtime.”
“Oh okay.”
Walking back to the room you are talking with Dakota about why you left. “He really doesn't want us to join him. He was only being polite.” Dakota gives a little growl. “Don’t give me your attitude, missy.”
The next morning Dean is up looking around for Y/N, before he has to head out. He knows she’s up; he saw the coffee put all made for him. Not seeing her anywhere he assumes she is in her room and doesn't want to bother her.
He’s caught by surprises when he walks out the front door and sees her hanging up Christmas lights on the porch.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“Morning, oh. I heard Christmas lights and decorations can add curb side value to a house. If you are going to sell when you’re finished. Having some lights out now, might get people to notice the house. Do you mind?”
“Not at all, great idea. Thank you.”
“No problem. You know, I have all that stuff from my apartment if you want to decorate the inside too.”
“I’m not much for decorations, but you can have at it.”
He walks down to his truck and asks without thinking. “I have to give a presentation to a group of fascinating people, would you like to come with me?”
“Sure, do I need to go change?”
“No, I think I can get you in with jeans and a sweater.”
“Alright, let me grab my phone.”
Hurrying back outside Dean locks the door behind you, “Let’s go Sweetheart.”
Thank you for reading!
Chapter 3
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i wanted LWJ with a motorcycle & somehow ended up with this librarian!LWJ & art student!WWX au
LWJ is a librarian at a public library
WWX met LWJ when he returned some books 3 months late
LWJ looked at him all judgy like “these are 3 months late,” & WWX promptly became obsessed
WWX is now a much more responsible library user, mostly because he’s there all the time
but listen he’s not great at focusing in the library, that’s why he doesn’t even use the one on campus. so now he’s his usual amount of restless + distracted by LWJ
trying to figure out how to make a move
meanwhile LWJ is just like “do not throw crumpled pieces of paper through the air”
some of those crumpled pieces of paper are failed sketches of LWJ
one day WWX stays all the way to closing because LWJ PRETTY OKAY? also he has an art theory paper due pls don’t talk to him about it
so anyway he’s there when the library is closing & LWJ is like “leave”
so he goes :((( but he’s so late LWJ practically follows him out
which
is when WWX discovers that that pretty white & blue motorcycle that’s always parked out front?
that’s Lan Wangji’s
he absolutely loses his mind
all of his friends know about his ridiculous librarian crush by now & they all make fun of him for it
but anyway, the poor boy has it bad
he’s like “A-Cheng, you don’t understand, he could step on me & i’d thank him. actually i think i need him to step on me.”
JC is like “i did Not want to know that”
meanwhile WWX is bemoaning the fact that he ever became a responsible library user
“how am i supposed to interact with him. i can’t return books late anymore bc i’m always there! what would my excuse be? & he’s already explained how to use their database to me 3 times, i can’t keep looking this dumb”
JYL is very gently like “maybe just ask him out?”
“but he doesn’t like me! i committed library crimes! i have to get him to like me first!”
then WWX sees a flyer in the lobby asking for volunteers. there’s gonna be an event in the kids section! for some special reading day! who tf knows, WWX doesn’t care, the point is, he’s good with kids. that would probably be appealing to LWJ. right? right? WWX really doesn’t know. LWJ is so hard to read. on the one hand, he’s the most tight-laced & responsible person WWX has ever met. on the other, he has a very sexy motorcycle. WWX doesn’t know what to do with that
but okay he has a plan
he calls up WQ & goes “can i borrow A-Yuan”
he already babysits A-Yuan every week, so it’s not that weird right?
WQ is like “i stg WWX if you are going to use A-Yuan to attract hot guys like in that movie with the people who love dogs....”
& WWX is like “i would never use A-Yuan like a dog! WQ do you even know me!”
he gets A-Yuan, barely
anyway, he gets to the library ready to read to a bunch of kids & gets side-eyed by a lot of parents, but he still has fun!!
LWJ is, unfortunately, not the librarian supervising the event, but he is reshelving when WWX is off reading duty & A-Yuan gets the zoomies
ie, zooms right into LWJ’s legs
LWJ is, surprisingly, good with kids. WWX may need to marry him. he somehow manages not to make a complete fool of himself after this revelation
in fact, after this interaction, WWX thinks he may actually have scored some points with LWJ. he’s elated
he’s building all these elaborate future schemes in his head when suddenly he gets a call from Auntie Yu
she wants to know why his grade in his art theory class has plummeted.
oh right. that class. that class that’s taught by that professor who hates him & that he honestly can’t understand a word of & honestly he hates art theory, he’s good at art, why does he have to take theory too?
Auntie Yu lets him know in no uncertain terms that if he doesn’t improve his grades by the end of the semester, she will stop supporting him—it’s bad enough that they let him go to art school after he flunked out of his business degree anyway
so—fuck. fuck.
WWX throws himself into the redo paper he manages to beg off LQR. he has 3 days & he’s gonna make them count
the first day goes well, if by well you mean that he raids the art section of the library & works himself until closing & tries desperately not to look like he’s dying in front of LWJ
day 2 goes........similarly, except he falls asleep at his desk & doesn’t wake up until LWJ tells him the library is closing, which? wtf? LWJ usually wakes him up when he falls asleep in the library. WWX has been asleep for hours.
& also he looks like a wreck, which is not cute
he flees from the library only to find that the bus is going..... going......... gone
fuck. he doesn’t have a car.
he’s staring down the road after the bus, trying to figure out which friend with a car is available for him to call when he hears someone say “Wei Ying?” behind him
it’s Lan Zhan.
how mortifying.
he tries to laugh off his situation, but LWJ gets this set expression on his face & says, “i will give you a ride home”
& WWX is like kinda definitely freaking out because this was not how his first ride on LWJ’s sexy motorcycle was supposed to go. WWX had a plan. he was supposed to be flirtatious & ask LWJ about his bike & then LWJ would offer to give WWX a ride & they’d go all around the scenic parts of the city & when they stopped WWX would be all flustered & breathless & he’d wobble getting off the bike & maybe fall into LWJ & maybe—
okay so his plan was more like a daydream, but at the very least, he wasn’t supposed to look like he’d spent the last 48hrs out of the sun, drinking unhealthy amounts of shitty coffee, wearing a ratty hoodie & art-grimed jeans. like, they’re not even grimey in a cute way
but LWJ is insistent & WWX is weak, so somehow he ends up on the back of the bike wearing LWJ’s helmet with LWJ telling him to hold on tight
he’s half-convinced he’s fallen asleep on the bus stop bench & is dreaming the whole thing
but soon enough, it’s over & they’re stopped outside of WWX’s shitty student accommodations
he gets off & is trying to awkwardly thank LWJ when LWJ says, “you’ve seemed upset these past 2 days”
“ahaha, yeah, i’m just writing a paper”
“for an art theory class?”
WWX is like ????? but then he remembers that LWJ knows what books he checks out
“yeah. it’s a redo actually. professor Lan hates me.” he forces a laugh. why did he say that. being hated by a professor is not cute, especially not to sexy librarian LWJ.
“my uncle has high expectations,” LWJ says.
WWX brain short circuits.
“your uncle???” shit shit shit Lan Qiren is LWJ’s uncle! LWJ’s uncle hates him! he has no chance now!
“mn.”
WWX wants to die
LWJ looks considering, then says, “it is my day off tomorrow. if you would like, i can help you with the paper.”
WWX is already the least cute, most pathetic version of himself he’s ever been in his life. he says yes.
so they meet up at the library the next day & WWX apologizes profusely for making LWJ come into work when it’s his day off. he promises LWJ endless free coffee from the coffeeshop he works at (even if he has to pay for it himself—he doesn’t tell LWJ that part).
LWJ is way too nice to him & also manages to explain this school of art theory in a way that?? sort of?? makes sense?? though not in a way that makes WWX like it. but LWJ seems neutral about it, so at least he’s not trying to get WWX to agree with it.
but anyway, WWX manages to pull a passable paper together & in the process LWJ reveals that he’s noticed WWX sketching in the library a lot more than WWX realized, and that he likes WWX’s art.
WWX is lightheaded
he stares at LWJ for a while & LWJ looks at him & says, “Wei Ying. you should be typing.”
WWX gets the paper done by 5pm somehow. somehow! he sends it off to LQR with a groan of relief. he’s so tired his bones are aching, but he looks over at LWJ, art theory & citation king, who of course always looks perfect & beautiful, & goes, “i could kiss you.”
instead of “i don’t know how i’m ever going to thank you for this,” which is what he thought he was gonna say
LWJ’s eyes widen slightly & his ears go red. WWX wants to smack himself in the face. he wants to eat his words. he wants to crawl into a cramped dark place like a disgusting little mole & never see the sun again.
then LWJ says, “have dinner with me first.”
WWX gapes at him. LWJ looks back, ears still red but eyes steady.
“okay,” WWX squeaks.
they go to dinner. WWX still feels like trash, but they end up having a rousing discussion about art & WWX learns all about when LWJ studied art history in undergrad & how he actually doesn’t like the kind of theory his uncle teaches (“but you’re too good to ever tell him that,” WWX teases. “....most of the time.” WWX laughs in delight.)
LWJ reveals that he brought an extra helmet today, in case WWX needed a ride again. WWX is embarrassed & pleased & wants to marry LWJ again. feeling foolish, he leans into LWJ flirtatiously & suggests they go for a ride—just for the view. LWJ looks at him so long his knees turn to jelly. then LWJ says, “mn.”
they make out on some scenic ridge somewhere
the end!
other things about this au:
WWX does digital painting mostly, his ideal job is illustration/comics; he has a instagram/patreon he uses for art commissions (some of which are pornographic—LWJ catches him sketching in the library one day, early in this tableau. it does not go well.)
his instagram/patreon is mostly anonymous. it’s not that he minds people knowing he draws explicit stuff sometimes, it’s that he doesn’t want Auntie Yu to find out
he draws LWJ a lot
not explicitly
(at least not until he’s got a life model and LWJ’s consent)
he’s not at the library 24/7. he has a coffeeshop job, classes, studio time for non-digital art, A-Yuan, and friends. but he’s at the library a lot.
this is undergrad for WWX, but he’s non-trad. he flunked out of a soul-sucking business degree in his first go at undergrad & was on pretty shaky ground with the Jiang family for a while. then he sold some of his art & Auntie Yu said they would support him through art school if it was the only thing he was good at. kinda stung, but at least he doesn’t have to pay tuition.
he’s desperate to prove he can make it as an artist
when anyone asks LWJ about his bike, he says he got it because it allows him to weave around traffic. yes, there’s more to it than that, but no he won’t go into it. (this entire au formed because i found out WYB rides motorcycles professionally & went, “wow that’s hot.” we have no thoughts here.)
WWX did not have to try to make LWJ like him. LWJ liked him. & while WWX might not have gotten his ideal first bike ride, you better believe LWJ got his. he daydreams about scooping WWX onto his bike & riding off into the sunset
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