#I haven't giffed Key in so long :(

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KEY - Bound (MCountdown, 220901)

[cheriladycl01]

2026 Rewind - Grid x AudiDriver! Reader

Plot: After some devastating deaths within the F1 industry from unmistakable names in 2025, the FIA decide to make a plan to race at all of the old tracks that are iconic but haven’t been on the grid for a while.

A/N: this is racing heavy with only drivers name dropped, but if you want cool Ted and Crofty with Y/N vibes while learning more about some of the FIA Grade 1 Tracks, have a read!

Credit to celestinovietti for the GIF

“So Ted, let’s talk about this years line up. It’s just so iconic that I can’t bear it!” David Croft says as they are in the commentator box at pre-season testing.

“Yeah Crofty, obviously it’s so unfortunate the reason behind what we are calling the 2026 rewind because of some losses we had in the industry and this was the way the FIA decided to pay tribute to those people!" Ted explains before the onscreen for the year comes up.

"So, lets go through the year together and analyze it. We're starting of the season strong in the lovely Kuwait, here at Kuwait Motor Town, this is where we are kick starting off this season. It's a high speed track here just north of where we would typically start in Bahrain. This is a track consisting of 20 turns, and is 5.609km of racing ahead. I'm very excited as no-one in F1 history has raced here in an F1 car. Who do you think's going to do well here Ted?"

"Well, there's some really nice corners, and it's a similar temp to Bahrain so i think it's difficult to tell but I can imagine the Audi with Y/N now having done her rookie season learning all those key values about the F1 car and how it works. McLaren will also be good here, really tightening up the constructors championship this year!" Ted offers looking at all the onboard footage.

"Yes I agree, I think Red Bull tend to be quiet strong a the start of the year naturally and its a game for the other teams to be playing catch up!" Crofty agrees.

"Okay, then after Kuwait, we'll be travelling to and correct me if I'm saying this wrong but the Kyalami Circuit in South Africa near the wonderful capital Johannesburg. It's in replacement of the Saudi Arabian Grand Prix, we haven't raced in South Africa since 1993 and what a beautiful circuit this is, its got some really high speed corners and yeah, I think the Ferrari will really be great on those long straights." Ted says analysis the data of the cars in testing.

"And now here we have with us, Y/N Y/L/N Audi F1 driver here to talk through the rest of the tracks!" David says and points to the camera for you to smile and wave before he pulls out the microphone in front of you.

"Hello!" you grin and David and Ted both burst out laughing.

"What did I miss, I'm really sorry i was late!" you smile looking between them and they both nod in understanding of how tight the weekend schedule could be, they are shocked they actually have your time right now.

"It's completely okay, we understand! We've only introduced Kuwait and South Africa, we are about to move onto the changed Australia track! Your thoughts?" he exclaims and you smile.

"Yeah, obviously it's going to be exciting with all these new tracks that none of us have driven, so of course there was a lot of testing in the sims... but yeah its great to be here in Kuwait, and I'm excited to go to South Africa as well!" you smile.

"Yes, and how do you feel about Australia being changed from Albert Park in Melbourne to the Adelaide Street Circuit?" Ted asks with a grin on his face knowing how you felt about the Australian races.

"Well, after the spider incident in 2022, I've always been so scared to drive in Australia" you giggle, before Crofty pulls up the video of you in P4 of the Australian Grand Prix in 2022.

Y/N - Theres a fucking tarantula in my car Race Engineer - Copy that Y/N - No i dont think you guys get it, its on me

"And you ended up pitting there was no time to get it out of the car because of where it was, you were crying for the rest of the race and you were going so quick so you could just finish that you actually ended up winning your first race here and overtaking Charles Leclerc in, what back then was an Alfa Romeo." Crofty smiles and you nod.

"Yeah, so where ever that race is in Australia I know ill be on edge the whole time, I'll have my crew do like 6 inspections on my car before each session to make sure. It was traumatizing i tell you!" you admit.

"So after what will hopefully be a spider free stint in Adelaide on their street circuit we move on to south east Asia where we will exchange Suzuka Japan, for the Fuji SpeedWay, a truly iconic track before going back to an old favorite of some of the older driver on the grid like Lewis and Fernando in South Korea at the Korea International Circuit!" Ted says showing the line up for the races after Australia.

"I'm really excited for these, the atmosphere of the fans is always amazing and the tracks here are great I think Audi thrive on these sort of tracks and yeah, I'm excited to see what we can do there!" you smile, looking at the spinning track layout that popped up on screen.

You move on to Miami's replacement being the iconic Californian Long Beach Street Circuit.

"And we've been tipped of, by a certain Cash App driver that he'll be taking you to DisneyLand while out there?" he asks looking at you.

"Yes, Liam has already been once and when I said about wanting to go to radiator springs he and Daniel jumped on the opportunity to go, which then Yuki and Max wanted to come so it's now turned into this whole massive group trip!" you laugh knowing that half the grid would come with you guys.

"And of course much like the UK Italy is another pinnacle of Motorsport and we've had to change out two of the iconic track Monza and Imola. So for the first change of Italy we've changed it to the iconic Mugello track which I just really love, don't you Y/N?" Ted asks looking at you.

"Yeah I think Lando and Osc will be really strong there, I'd like to think me and Carlos are as well with the Audi this year... so yeah I'm excited for Mugello! Obviously they raced here in 2020 so it's the most recent of all the races this year to make a return so its only really me, Oscar, Logan, Fred, Theo and Kimi who haven't raced there" you smile analyzing the twisty track up on the screen.

"Yes, then we'll be moving onto, what was probably one of the toughest decisions of this year which was switching out Monaco and what to switch out such an exciting race with, so they didn't its the only race on the calendar this year that has remained unchanged!" David explains making you nod.

"I think, where this year is to show the history of F1 and what it means to all of us, the teams and the fans. And by keeping Monaco on there where its such a historic track, i think that's actually staying true to a rewind year!" you smile, you'd always loved the vibes in Monaco, from the fans to the track to how your car performed there.

"Yeah i agree i think it was the right choice keeping Monaco!" Ted exclaims also loving the vibes at Monaco.

"Okay, then moving all the way to the west, we'll be in Canada moving from Montreal over to Quebec at the second oldest track, the Mont-Tremblant Circuit!" David shows the new Canadian circuit on screen.

"Then after Canada we've got a really special double header with two Spanish Grand Prix's at different locations. We have the Valencia Street Circuit and Del Jarama Circuit. Both very exciting and it will be a long weekend in Spain!"

"I'm excited to see a street circuit in Spain, obviously we had Madrid for the last two years after Barcelona, so I'm excited for both Valencia as a street circuit and Jarama which is such an iconic track because of those tights turns and yeah I'm really excited for this one!" you smile.

"Obviously next one was another tough one, Silverstone again another iconic track and the UK has so many other iconic tracks that its hard to choose, there was talks of Aintree, Watkins Glen and Donington Park but ultimately they went with Brands Hatch what do you think on this?" Ted asks looking over to you, holding up a page showing all the different UK tracks.

"Yeah, I think there's some really iconic tracks in the UK, its my home so i grew up racing on a lot of those tracks in different motorsport categories, I think there's ones that are arguably better for Formula one, which is why Silverstone is the main circuit as it gives for the most interesting race, however for me it would have been a call between Brands Hatch and Watkins Glen so I'm glad that they chose Brands Hatch, I've got some great memories there at testing and showcasing the car or working with the Top Gear team, so I'm excited to race there!" you explain, the United Kingdom is the like Monaco in being both a founder and royalty when it comes to Motorsport.

"I 100% agree with that, however I just love Aintree so much and am gutted we wont see it!" David Croft admits.

"So after Brands Hatch we move to Monsanta in Portugal which we haven't raced in Portugal since 2021 because of the COVID restrictions but that was in Algarve so it'll be interesting to see the difference!" Ted offers looking at the next circuit floating on their screen as he zoom's in on turn 4.

"Then, again there another track we hate to see go even if its for one year but Spa, its so iconic and its one of the most dangerous circuits we race now and it's being swapped out for Circuit Zolder on the other side of Belgium! Thoughts?" David asks out in the open.

"I" you start.

"Well I think" Ted also starts and you both look at each other in shock before laughing. You let Ted go first to say his piece.

"Well, I think it's no where near interesting as Spa, and especially where its the last race before a break... I think it's going to be way more uneventful than Spa!"

"Y/N?" Crofty asks looking at you.

"I actually think the opposite most of the tracks have been very high risk with lost of turns and chicanes and hairpins that really catch you out, however this reminds me of the simplicity of Monza and everyone, everyone loves Monza. So i think it will really even out the mid field cars" you says observing the track that had nice long straights and minimal turns.

"I agree with you there Y/N! Next after Zolder we head over to the heavily missed Nurburgring in Germany, the last time we saw it was 2019 so again, up until our 2019 rookies would have driven there how'd you feel about this track Y/N?" David asks.

"Well, it's such an iconic track for so many reasons I really wanted to race there after I watched Lando, George and Alex all race there in 2019, I was actually there in the paddock that year with Ferrari as a part of their driver development programme" you nod, explaining to them how excited you were for it.

"Now next in the place of Monza which we just mentioned we have a complete wild card of the Scandinavian Raceway in Sweden! Now this, this is one I'm excited for it's a beautiful track and has the coldest track temps we'll probably get all season! So it'll be a real fight to see who can protect their tyres and manage them well!" Ted explains and you nod, knowing it would be an exciting race.

"Then after that we travel to France where we haven't been for a while, however the Bugatti Au Mans Track in France is iconic, there are so many great tracks in France like Paul-Ricard or the Charade Circuit or Dijon de Prenois, all of them are great but the Bugatti hasn't been done is so long and really means a lot historically to the sport" David offers, showing you one of the only tracks you didn't feel too excited a lean towards.

"Then, we move back across to Aisa, going to an age of favorite of the age old Sepang International Circuit in Malasiya which is one fans have been wanting to see back on the race calendar for a while so i wonder if this will stay into 2027!" Ted takes over, and you nod.

"I'm also very excited for Sepang! After Malaysia we move onto the first ever FIA grade 1 race track the Chang Circuit in Thailand, how to we feel about this?" David asks directly looking at you.

"Not only is it a beautiful track, but it means that Alex now has a chance to race at his home track while racing under his home flag and I think he's really excited for it. He's in a great car, the Williams has come leaps and bounds and are top midfield contenders and definitely will be up there fighting for race wins!" you smile, knowing Alex was so happy to have this opportunity to race in his home country.

"I agree Alex Albon to win in Chang Circuit, I've put my money on it! Our next circuit it one that NASCAR share with us in F1 taking it back to the Indianapolis Speedway, on the lower F1 circuit of course rather than the Oval that the NASCAR drivers use!" Ted explains.

"Yeah, that lower track is great, you got the nice curve and we'll be able to get to those really high speeds. It's an iconic US track just like COTA!" you admit, taking a sip of the water you'd brought with you.

"After Indi, we'll make our way a little further down south to the Rio de Janiro International Track in Brazil, which is instead of Sao Paulo" David explains looking at the second F1 track in Brazil, it was a nice track but Sao Paulo had been on the roster for so long.

"Then, we are back in Las Vegas, but not on the Strp track that was created in 2023, no we are going back to the Ceaser's Palace Track and I know many people complain about these Las Vegas Grand Prix's because of the timings and the drivers not really liking driving at 12pm!"

"Yeah, i agree they are really strenuous just like Qatar for the heat but I love the vibe Las Vegas brings and I like the whole weekend with all the activities in the fan zone and yeah I'm excited they used Ceaser's Palace rather than the Pheonix Street Circuit which i know they were considering.

"I agree. Our last two races, then consist of the Buddah International Circuit in India and rounding off instead of in Yas Marina in the Dubai Autodrome, which will be a really nice round off" David exclaims.

Slowly you end the interview up, needing to go down to the track to get into the car for you leg of pre-season testing.

What a year it would be.

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[oneofstarkskids]

saturn

pairings: bucky barnes x reader

summary: bucky just likes to spoil his doll. you shouldn't expect any less on date night

genre: do you even have to ask anymore? ofc it's fluff

*not my gif*

it was your favorite night of the week. date night. you and bucky promised to spend one night a week just for yourselves. no missions, no avengers, just the two of you.

you would switch off planning every other week. today it was bucky's turn, and he always had the most romantic ideas.

you always loved spending time with bucky, but you especially needed it today. you felt inexplicably exhausted and wanted nothing more than sweet kisses and soft whispers from your blue eyed soldier.

his hands were resting on your hips and he had this teasing grin that told you he was up to something. "sam's letting us borrow his truck and it's already packed up."

you arched a brow, "how long are we going to be gone?" he kisses your forehead, "just for the night. don't worry, doll. i've got everything under control."

his words melted your heart and a smile spread across your lips instantly. "you can't tell me anything? not even an itty bitty clue?" you asked with a pout.

he gave you a stern look, "no, because that would ruin the surprise."

you groaned, but bucky just wrapped you in his arms and kissed all over your face, "you can wait a couple hours. trust me, it'll be worth it."

you grinned and shook your head, but you believed him.

he set you down carefully, "now go pack an overnight, so we can get out of here." you laughed and started walking away, but jumped as you felt bucky slap your ass. you turned around and shot him a glare.

the drive down was long and unfamiliar. you practically sighed in relief when bucky finally stopped the vehicle and turned off the engine.

you stepped out to stretch your legs and look around, but there was nothing to see. nothing but miles of fields and distant trees.

"hey, bucky?" you shouted to him as he got out too.

"yeah?" he shouted back, digging in the cargo bed for something.

"did you drag me out here to murder me?" you joke bluntly.

you turn to meet his disappointed scowl. "really?" he asks as you walk towards him.

you laugh, "i'm kidding! but seriously, what are we doing all the way out here?

bucky starts unfolding blankets and making a pallet in the back of the truck, "well, ever since we watched the one movie about the girl who falls in love with the boy but doesn't tell him she's dying, you haven't stopped talking about how romantic star-gazing is. so..."

he pulls out a large telescope and has the cutest grin on his face. you can hardly contain your excitement, "bucky! that's so sweet!" he gently sets the device down before you run into his arms.

"anything for you, doll face," he chuckles and places a kiss on your temple.

you help him finish setting the scene before laying in his arms and talking for a couple of hours. and of course, he brought snacks. could he be anymore perfect?

once it finally gets dark enough for you to see the stars, you look up in awe. you'd lost complete track of time with bucky. he stands up in the bed of the truck and reaches for your hand to lift you to your feet.

bucky brings you close and positions the telescope just right for you. he stands right up against you as you gaze at the sparkling sky. every now and then you'll ask him about a constellation and he'll look at this book that he brought along to give you the answers.

one could say it was the perfect date, but what really made it perfect was him.

a/n: i low key rushed the ending but its fiiiine. it's 4 am, give me a break.

[httpsdana]

Hii , could you use prompt 105 and 145 for a enemies to lovers fic for Gavi or Pedri,

please and thank youu

Stop That~Pedri Gonzalez

*GIF isn't mine. credits to the owner*

I feel like I haven't wrote for my bf for a long time so here's an enemies to lovers trope with Pepi😙

you can request from my prompt list

this is my master list

players/drivers i write for

105-"can I ask, what the hell have I ever done that you hate me this much?"

145-"You're so fucking hot when you're mad."

For some reason, y/n and Pedri's first meeting wasn't as quite as good as it should've been. They had a small misunderstanding, which y/n was ready to let go of, until she saw thatPedri didn't want that.

His actions weren't so kind, too rude for the golden boy's reputation. She didn't understand why he hated her so much, but he just did. So she thought instead of always wondering why he disliked her, just hate him back.

She was Ansu's best friend. And Ansu being the social butterfly he is, took her everywhere with him. Everywhere I mean by almost all of his training sessions, matches, team dinners. Literally everywhere. She was always his plus one

"sorry Ansu, but if Pedri is gonna be there I'm not going" she put her hands up while shaking her head

"its just gonna be us and a few of the boys y/n, maybe you and Pedri can solve whatever you have between each other" Ansu begged, trying to convince her

"when I know what's wrong between us I'll try to solve it. If I don't know what's wrong then the problem definitely isn't me" she shrugged, plopping down on her couch

"please y/n? for me? If Pedri does anything we'll leave immediately" Ansu used his secret weapon against her, giving her his big puppy eyes

"oh my god...fine!" she let out a sigh, as Ansu jumped up with a wide smile

"get dressed quickly. I'll be waiting in the car" he said before rushing outside

y/n rolled her eyes but got dressed nevertheless, not wanting to disappoint her best friend

"Ansuuu. I thought you wouldn't come" Pablo said, widening the door for the two best friends

"this one made me late, don't mind us" he gave him a hug before Pablo gave y/n a high five

"oh god...she's here too?"Pedri said as soon as the trio stepped into the room

y/n rolled her eyes with a huff

"its not like I've been looking forward to seeing your stupid face. I'm here for Ansu and the others" she flopped down on the couch, avoiding his glare as his eyes burned into the side of her face

"Uhh guys?" Gavi said, walking from the kitchen to the living room

"what is it now Pablo?" Pedri said chuckling slighty

"I kinda forgot to get the snacks..?" he said in an awkward voice with a nervous laugh

y/n chuckled at him, while Pedri, Ansu, and Ferran were scolding him

"its fine Pab, I'll go buy us some snacks. who's coming with me?" she asked

Pedri stood up with a smirk

"I'll join you, who's driving?" he asked, already walking to the door

y/n and the others were confused at Pedri's actions

"um I'll take Ansu's car" she took the keys from Ansu before he got the chance to complain

Pedri was outside, while y/n was cursing under her breath at his actions. Now they had to be in a car alone, and probably fighting all the time

y/n started driving the car, Pedri sat silently next to her, before she heard him huff

"what is it now?" she asked annoyingly at his action

"speed up a bit, we're not driving my grandma's car" he rolled his eyes causing y/n to repeat his actions

"if the way I drive bothers you I'll gladly drop you of here and you can find your own way to the supermarket" she snapped at him

"oh shut up. I only came here cause I know none of the guys would want to sit with your complaining ass in a car for 15 minutes straight" he crossed his arms over his chest, proud of his words

"can I ask, what the hell have I ever done that you hate me this much?" y/n stopped the car in the middle of the empty highway, turning to look at Pedri with flaming eyes and a red face

"everything you do annoys me and makes me hate you so much. I despise you in a way I can't even describe" he had a smirk on his face, enjoying how angry he's making her

"just tell me what I fucking did!" she yeller, feeling the flames exiting her ears. Her hands were clenched into fists, her nails digging into her palms. He was really testing her patience right now

"You're so fucking hot when you're mad." his smirk widened only, his eyes drifting from her eyes to her lips, before he ran his tongue over his own lips

"stop that! you can't say you hate me and despise me then say I look hot!" she snapped, letting out a breath to control her anger

" I can and I did" he shrugged his shoulders

y/n let out a sigh, and leaned her head against the stirring wheel. She was tired.

"just tell me why you hate me" she mumbled, not removing her head from the steering wheel

Pedri too let out a sigh before he started speaking

"I just hate how you're close with everyone but me. I hate how every other guy in our group seems to have your attention but me. I hate how you seem to realize that everyone is crushing on you but me" he opened up, running his hand over his face

y/n lifted her head to look at him, raising her eyebrows at his confusing confession

"you have a crush on me?" she asked, trying to figure out what was happening

Pedri hummed, avoiding her eyes by staring outside the window

"and you expect me to notice that by the way you've been treating me since we met?" she asked, annoyed that he blamed her for not noticing

"well sorry I don't know how to express my feelings for you so I made myself hate you thinking it was easier" he said sarcastically, making y/n chuckle

"you're such a weirdo" she said, before starting the car again and continuing their drive to the supermarket

"you're gonna say anything?" Pedri furrowed his eyebrows as she was driving silently

"what do you want me to say? I might have feelings for you too but you have to give me sometime to try and forget every shitting thing you've said to me" she said, making a look of guilt wash over Pedri's face

"right...I'm sorry about that. I know some of the things I've said before might have hurt you, but I promise if you give me a chance I'll become a better person" he almost begged. y/n was kinda surprised at his desperation, never expecting him to be this vulnerable

"I promise I'll give you a chance Pedro. but you have to prove that you deserve it" she said, after parking the car on front of the supermarket

Pedri smiled, while she took of her seatbelt, about to get out of the car before Pedri grabbed her wrist. She turned to look at him.

"dinner at 8 tomorrow. I'll pick you up" y/n smiled and nodded her head, before they continued doing what they first came to do

[lundenloves]

couples counselling

Here we go, couples counselling and fuckin’ penetrating questions. Writing this made me realise just how much I can’t be arsed with therapy situations. But that won’t stop me from writing them. *Manic laughter followed by smokers cough.* Happy reading, kids.

↳ angst | mentions of sex, although nothing explicit | 1.4k

this gif should be a warning in itself. javier being dismissive and high-key rude, just the way we like him.

masterlist | part two

Ten years. Ten long, doubtful, and aggressive years since the day Aleta Lopez had married Javier Peña. They both had nothing to show for it, nothing but a ring and an impressive list of things that frustrated her. And him likewise, except he had taken his wedding band off months ago for the poor excuse of work.

Needless to say, their therapist had swallowed hard before taking the session money from Javier. If this wasn't a challenge, she hadn't known one before.

They both sat down, a good distance left between one another and that was when the the Doctor had began. "Mr and Mrs Peña." She cleared her throat, "Why are we in counselling?" Her eyes ticked to Javier who had chuckled to himself, rubbing his finger across his lip and over his mustache. He thought this was fucking ridiculous.

"Because I was forced." The drawl of his accent made Aleta scoff.

"You weren't forced."

"So you asked me?" He asked, forcing a cynical smile.

The Doctor shifted in her seat, closing one side of her coat over the other. The first session in counselling wasn't to solve problems, but it was to figure out the issues that led to being in the room. Javier hadn't expected anything other than a grilling, he just wanted to get this hour over with and go home to sleep.

"How long have you been together?" The doctor asked.

"Coming up ten years." Aleta smiled half-heartedly and Javier kicked his leg wide, stomping the heel of his boot while sliding his back down on the couch ever so slightly. As if this whole thing was a fucking inconvenience.

"Ten. Years." He repeated to himself, almost in shock.

"Any children?" Her question was directed at him, earning a crease in his brow and a vigorous shake of the head as a response. His wife's eyes lingered on his reluctancy for a second too long when he had glanced back at her with a stiff frown.

"Marriage?"

"We got married when we were nineteen." Aleta supplied and Javier exhaled a deep sigh from his chest, pushing a hand through his hair before dropping it to rest over his belt buckle.

"Why did you marry?"

Aleta looked to him and he shrugged, his eyes directed back down to his boots, stomping the same one once more. "I mean, why do people marry?" His eyes widened in pause for the question, extending his palm as if it were obvious. "We loved each other. Come on, that doesn't take fucking counselling."

"Loved?" Aleta sat forward.

With a shrug he replied. "Don't act shocked."

The doctor observed quietly, tilting her head slightly at Aleta's low hum. "The loss of feelings isn't mutual?" She felt utterly stupid. Cheeks burning slowly into a red that grew darker by the second. Javier only eyed her from his peripheral, crossing his arms over his chest and biting on his top lip nonchalantly.

"We haven't spoken about it." She refused to look at him.

"Is it something you avoid?"

"No." Her response was curt. "There's no opportunity. He's never around."

His silence was broken momentarily with a slight chuckle, weight shifting to lean on his forearm as if preparing himself for gomething. "That's shit." His eyes lingered on hers, although through his brows.

"No it's fucking not."

He growled when sitting back.

"You seem annoyed by the accusation, Javier." The Doctor said, noting the way his knee had begun to bounce up and down. "Is that how you feel?" His glare was piercing, as if she had touched something she wasn't supposed to.

"You sure are good at your job, sweetheart." His answer came with a condescending shrug of one shoulder. "Doesn't take two-hundred dollars an hour to notice that." Voice deepening ever so slightly when he had shifted to extend his legs out again, dropping his arm around the back of the sofa where his long fingers rested mere centimetres from Aleta's neck.

“Javier.” She hissed.

The Doctor cleared her throat, “How long have you felt aloof from the marriage?”

His fingers rubbed the back of the sofa, other hand pushed over his face and he held it there with a sigh before pinching the bridge of his nose. “I don’t know.” The answer was obviously sincere with the way his jaw flexed at Aleta’s narrowed eyes.

“Why do you think you haven’t opened up about it?”

His chest had risen with a sharp inhale at the question, breathing out a frustrated exhale through his nose - brow deeply furrowed while his glare burnt holes into the ceiling. He was intent on making his discomfort known.

Aleta’s whole body turned to face him. “There’s another woman, isn’t there?” It wasn’t so much as a question as it was an accusation.

He screwed his face.

“There must be. Why else would you spend so much time away? I know fine fucking well your job doesn’t need you on weekends, Javi.” Her tone dug into him like poison and he too turned to face her, rubbing his temple with a slight laugh.

“Are you serious?”

“Do I look serious?”

He sat back with crossed arms, shaking his head with a mockingly small smile at her absurdity.

There was a moment of silent communication between the two. The medium of facial expressions carrying words that they had both understood easily through practiced perfection over the last ten years. The next thing the Doctor would say however, had both heads turning. One in amusement, one in embarrassment.

“When was the last time you had sex?”

Javier snorted at that, gesturing with a straightened hand and a tilt of his head for Aleta to answer.

“Last month.” She conceded.

“I’m gathering it’s not usually between months?” The Doctor queried.

The side of Javier’s lip twitched, his hand falling to rest over his lap. “She never wants to.”

“What about it makes you reject him, Aleta?” She was met with a silence, her eyes flitting between the ones that avoided her. “Okay. Let me rephrase.” A beat. “Javier, why continuously try if you say she never wants to?”

“Because he’s a man.” She piped up, “Because he’s a man— and I’m the conventional target.”

“No. You’re my wife.”

“Only when it fucking suits.” Her arms pulled to her chest tightly.

Javier couldn’t help but laugh at the situation, only fuelling her annoyance when he had pushed his head into his hands. The Doctor noted her sensitivity around his inability to take seemingly anything serious. “Sex is one of the most important things in a stable relationship.”

“Doesn’t matter to Javi, he’ll fuck his hand regardless.”

“Ay, en serio?” He barked. “I’m not the issue here.”

Her eyes avoided his and instead stared pointedly down at the floor.

“Not either of you is singularly the issue.” The Doctor quoted him, sitting forward in her seat ever so slightly. “There’s a mutual problem.”

“Why are we even trying to fix it?” Javier stared out the window, distancing himself from the words he was speaking. “It’s done, no? I don’t love you, you don’t—“

“I do fucking love you.” Her voice was uncharacteristically quiet and calm, causing Javier to turn and look at her, a prominent frown creasing over his brow. “Malo.” She muttered to herself.

The Doctor allowed for a silence between the two, sitting back and letting the uncomfortableness kick in. Javier began tapping on his knee, happy to sit in stubborn quietness before Aleta had broke it.

“When did you stop loving me then?”

He sighed with a long exhale, crossing an ankle over his knee, arm still across the back of the sofa. “I can hardly pinpoint the day, Aleta.” His words dripped with mounding impatience.

She shifted, turning back to the Doctor for a haven that was granted.

“How about we continue this next week?” She looked between the two, receiving no response. “All I want is for you both to spend time looking at each other. Really looking at each other. Re-familiarise one another with your bodies, not intimately but in another way you both know.”

Javier’s shoulders dropped, standing up before being formally dismissed. Aleta watched as he left the room with a sarcastic raise of his brows, leaning on the doorframe for half a second to give the Doctor a nod of acknowledgement.

“See you next week.” She spoke for both of them, sending an apologetic smile that turned into a stark frown upon leaving the room.

This was going to be a long seven days.

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No matter how many times Haechan denies it, his friends would think the exact opposite. In the words of his good friend Huang Renjun, the reason why Haechan never shuts up is because he’s so in love with himself he just loves the sound of his own voice.

Rightfully so, Haechan always reasons out. Why would he not love it when he consistently scores high 90’s whenever they have karaoke nights. One game he know he doesn’t have to cheat his way into winning.

"Oh god, shut up please" Renjun groans

"What, I'm right though. If only I work out a bit more, I'm sure I can beat Jaemin on arm wrestling. Give me until the end of the year"

"I'd give good money to see that" Jaemin mumbles

"You'll bet on me right?" Haechan asks Renjun

"That's stupid, here why don't we make a bet. I bet you can't keep your mouth shut for the rest of the night" Renjun proposes, he knows just how competitive Haechan can get.

"If I win?"

"I'll be your personal slave for a week"

"Make it a month" Haechan negotiates, waiting for Renjun to say yes.

"Deal" Renjun says, knowing his friend would last 5 minutes. "If I win, you'll be my personal errand boy" Haechan rolls his eyes, acting like he's zipping his lips and throwing the key away.

"Goodluck with that" Jaemin laughs, waiting to see who wins. He knows Renjun would, Renjun is never wrong.

"Who needs another drink?" Jaemin asks, ready to stand up but Haechan stops him. "Oh, you haven't lost yet but since you're offering. I'll get 1 more beer" Jaemin tells him

"Same here, make that 2 more"

Haechan salutes to his friends before walking away, keeping his lips shut tight. If there's something Haechan loved more than his voice, it would be proving Renjun wrong.

He grabs four more beer cans from the cooler, trying to hold all in his hands. When he turns around he accidentally bumps against someone or something, losing his grip on some of the cans.

"Oh shit, sorry. Wait I'll get that"

Before Haechan could say anything, the other person was already leaning down to get it.

"Here, sorry again" standing straight back up you hand Haechan the cans, only to see him just looking at you

"Uh you okay?" you ask, he just nods

"Okay, well I'm gonna go now. Sorry again" you mumble then excused yourself, walking towards the other room. Haechan wanted to punch himself, he wanted to say something he should've said something.

He don't even know you and yet he was ready to lose the stupid bet with Renjun even if it meant he'll be a personal slave.

"Dude, I just bumped in with the prettiest girl I swear I need to find her. God that was stupid, I looked stupid I just stood there. I didn't even ask for her name. What the fuck was wrong with me, now I'll never find her again. What if I never find her again?"

Renjun and Jaemin just share a confused look while Haechan rambles on

"What the fuck are you going on about?"

"The mystery girl! My mystery girl! I let her get away" Haechan groans, slumping down on his previous seat sulking like a little child who didn't get to buy his favorite candy.

"You know you just spoke right?" Jaemin asks

"Fuck that, I already missed my chance" Haechan grumbles

"I'm sure you'll find her again. Now open that beer for me" Renjun says,

"Why don't you open it?" Haechan sneers at his friend

"Well I won right, why would I do things I'm fully capable of doing when I have you?" Renjun teases Haechan, taking one of the cans to open it only for the can to burst out

"Oh fucks sake" Haechan shouts while his two friends doubles over with laughter, tonight is definitely not his night.

Ever since that night, Haechan has been on the look out for his mystery girl. Hoping fate is on his side and he'd bump into you again but it's been two weeks and not a single sign of you.

"Dude, I'm dying here. Can't you help a friend out?" Haechan exaggeratedly says as he takes the seat beside Jaemin

"And what can I help you with? Finding your mystery girl?"

"You know her?"

"No"

"You should be nicer to me, I literally woke up for this. I don't see Renjun doing this for you" Haechan glares at Jaemin

"Can you just order coffee, please. We need to finish this report by 11" Jaemin brushes him off, too busy typing away on his laptop

He copies Jaemin's order mockingly as he makes his way to the counter. Busy scrolling on his phone, he didn't pay that much attention around him.

When he got to the counter, he orders for him and Jaemin only to find that he forgot his card. Again.

"Shit I don't have my card, can you wait a moment my friend's over there"

"Sorry can't hold orders" the cashier says

"I literally go here everyday, he's right there. I don't have cash on me"

"I got it, here's a 50" someone says from behind him, sliding the money on the counter which the cashier takes with a smile

"Thanks, here's your change" the cashier says, handing the change to you. Only then Haechan looks back to see you.

"It's you" he mumbles

At first you weren't sure he was talking to you, so you didn't notice. But then you feel someone's gaze on you, he seemed familiar but you can't quite place where you met him before.

"Have we met before?" you ask him

"yes, yea I mean yes at the party. You helped me with the beer"

"Oh, that was you. Hi, guess I saved you again" you joke

"Yea, thanks I owe you. Twice. I'll pay you back though, give me a moment" he leaves while you order

"Hey, give me money" Haechan tells Jaemin, his friend shoots him a confused look "Quick! I'll pay you back, okay thanks" he takes the money quickly before jogging back to where you were waiting for your order

"Here you go, and next time I'll buy you coffee. For you know the first time you saved me" he smiles at you, hoping it would work

"Don't mention it" you answered with a smile. Someone calls from the counter, guessing it was yours because you went to take it. Remembering your name this time.

"Wait uhm can I have your number?" he's never been nervous to ask someone their number but right now he can feel his palms get a bit sweaty.

"Haechan right?" he nods at your question

"I have a feeling we'll see each other again, I'll give it to you then" you smile then walk away.

"Why not now? What if we don't see each other for a long time?"

"Then you'll have something to look forward to, see you around Haechan"

Leaving Haechan to watch after you mesmerized.

He already knows he'd wait all day or week or no matter how long just to meet you again. It's like you got him under some spell.

Haechan walks back to their table, holding his and Jaemin's coffee.

"Why are you smiling like that? You're scaring me"

"You can't ruin my day. This is like the best day ever. Give me the handouts I'll do it" he tells Jaemin, taking the laptop from him and getting to work.

"Why why why did you drag me here?" Haechan grumbles as Renjun practically drags him by his sleeves to the art wing.

"Because I need to talk to Chenle about something and you're driving me home. But knowing you, you'd probably forget and leave me, so I'm taking you with me"

Renjun lets go of his sleeve to get his phone, "Yah Zhong Chenle, I'm here. What do you mean? Okay and? Fine what's her name?"

Haechan wasn't listening to the conversation, making himself busy by reading some random flyers on the wall when suddenly he hears another voice speak

"Hi, sorry are you Renjun?"

Haechan knows that voice, immediately he turns his head and there you were speaking to his friend

"Y/N?" Renjun asks, "It's you" Haechan mumbles

"Yea, here's Chenle's stuff. He left earlier and forgot about it. Good thing I was still here" you explain with a smile, both you and Renjun still oblivious to the boy smiling stupidly on the sidelines.

When you sensed someone looking at you, you looked over to the side to see Haechan already looking at you

"Hi, you're Haechan right?"

You remember him. You actually remember his name and you really did meet again. Haechan internally panics.

"You two know each other?" Renjun asks, you just nod your head. "Yea, I kinda saved him twice" you joke

Renjun looked back to his friend before looking at you again, "He's being weird, I think it's time to go. Thanks again" Renjun waves bye at you.

You say goodbye and watch him walk away, expecting Haechan to follow but he stayed behind

"You okay?" you ask

"You said you'd give your number when we meet again" he blinks at you, "I did?" you chuckled. You do recall telling him that, not expecting him to remember it though.

"Yea"

The two of you stared at each other, he was just about to say something again when suddenly you smile at him and it's like the wind got knocked out of his lungs.

He takes his phone out only to see it dead, he looks up at you like a kicked puppy. You can't help but giggle. You take a pen from your back pocket then you took his hand. Writing on the back of his palm as gently as you could, "There. Call me if you need saving again" you joke, "I guess I'll see around" you add before saying bye and walked back inside the room.

"Yah Lee Haechan! What are you doing?" Renjun shouts at his friend, breaking him from his stupor

"That was her! Renjun that was her!" He runs excitedly towards his friend, looking at your number written at the back of his hand

"Who? What the hell are you talking about?"

"That's the girl I've been talking about. This is fate, we met a few times now. And look she gave me her number"

Renjun has known Haechan for a long time, he has seen his friend in different situations but never once has he seen Haechan act like this. Be this excited, not even when he beats Jaemin when they play games. Or that time he won over Renjun when they played monopoly.

"Oh god, if this is how you act when you're in love please spare me"

The next time he sees you is during the town fair. Some of the fraternities and clubs from university participated in the booths so a lot of students were roaming around.

He has sent you a few texts since the last time he saw you and he could never get past the introductory stage. It's obvious he's attracted to you, but to him that's not enough. Being attracted to someone can just mean you like them physically, he wants to know you. What you like, what you don't like. How you drink your coffee in the morning, what your favorite song is and all of that.

It's kind of silly to be this invested over a girl he met only a few times but there's just something about you that enchants him.

And just like that, it's like the universe heard his thoughts. There you were standing amongst the crowd, like that slowmo moment in movies when everyone else disappears and all he can focus on is you. Before he can stop himself, he's already walking towards you.

"Hey" someone said from behind you, making you turn around.

"Oh hi, I haven't seen you around campus and we finally meet here" you smile at him and Haechan swore your smile is brighter than all the lights in this carvinal fair combined.

"Yea, been busy. Are you alone or are you with your friends?" he notices

"Just me, I asked Chenle to come but he said he has basketball training. He's my blockmate and friend"

He wanted to be your friend to, he wanted to be more than that. He wanted to be just someone to you. He thoughts.

"Have you gone on any of the rides?" he asks, you shook your head

"Want to come with? I can join you" he offers

"You sure, didn't you come with your friends?" you ask back

"Nah, I mean I did but I already lost them so I guess I'm coming with you. If that's okay"

"Sure, kinda afraid of that ferris wheel though" you say, pointing at the tallest ride.

"Noted, we won't even come near it. How about we just walk around and check out the booths?"

That's how you spend the next few hours, playing games, trying out the food and just having unexpected fun with this guy.

When the sun was just about to set, you stood by the barriers to watch it. Loving how the colors of the sky change, you admire it like it's the first time you're seeing this happen.

While your attention was on the sunset, the boy beside you was very captivated by you. Haechan couldn't tear his eyes off you. He pulls his phone out to capture the moment,

"What was that?"

"Mhm?"

"Did you just take a picture of me?" you ask him

"Yea" Haechan answers carefully, scared that he might have overstepped your boundaries. "Sorry, I should've asked first but you looked pretty. I mean the moment looked pretty so I uh yea" rubbing the back of his neck as he tries or more like fail to explain

Instead of getting mad at him, you just laugh. Smiling at the boy beside you. "That's a fine, the sunset is beatiful" you mumble

"I meant you" he said, "Huh, that's a first"

"Nobody has ever taken a picture of you?"

You shake your head before speaking "Being called pretty, even though you took it back a second after saying it" you tease him

Looking straight ahead again, watching the sun disappear from the horizon. From your periphery you can tell he was still looking at you, "I didn't it say so I can fish out more compliments from you, I just thought about it so I said it. I'm being cynical again, don't mind me"

"You're beautiful, you know? And I'm saying that because that's what I can only think of right now" he tells you, his eyes never leaving the side of your face. He was committing every detail to his memory, this moment can be one of new core memories.

"Can I see the picture you took?" you ask, changing the subject

"I'll post it, you can check it there. Don't worry, you look cute there" he says as he put his camera away

"Hey Hyuck, thank you for today. I was getting stressed with school, this was like a breath of fresh air" you tell him, resting your cheek against your arm.

He follows your actions, eyes staying on yours

"Anytime, you can call me anytime. It's always good to watch the sunset after a long day, reminds us that even the long hard days end"

"Yea, I like the sunset"

"I can be your sunset, when you have a tough day just call me. I'll try to make it better" he tells you, voice sounding like your favorite tune.

"Okay" you mumble, a few moment passes just looking at his features being kissed by the last light of the day before it disappears.

Suddenly, you think endings aren't that bad after all. If this is how all your days end, if he's there to promise another tomorrow to you then maybe that one movie line was right. Sometimes endings are the best part.

After that, you and Haechan started to grow closer together. When you're not texting, you're on a call with him. You sometimes spend your vacant period and study in the library together.

You also notice how attentive the guy is towards you. You're not naive, there's definitely something there but for now you don't say anything. You don't want to assume, because what if you're the only one who thinks that way.

So you just let things happen, let fate run its course.

Props to Haechan because he is a very consistent guy.

"Hey Y/N, your boyfriend's here" Chenle says when he entered the studio, earning a very confused look from you

"Huh? Who?"

"Dude with brown hair, friends with Renjun"

You try to piece his description together, only to think of one person

"Haechan's here?" you ask, putting your brush down

"Yea outside, hey you're still wearing your apron!" he shouts after you but you were already out of the room

"And she tells me she doesn't like him like that" he says to himself with a chuckle.

Meanwhile you walk towards the entrance and sure enough Haechan is standing there. "What are you doing here?" you ask, catching his attention. Immediately he smile at you, striding across the hall to stand directly infront of you.

"It's raining, you hate going home in this weather so I just kinda took a chance if you're still here. Good thing I bumped into on of your classmate" he says, referring to Chenle

"Didn't your class end early?" you ask him

"Yea, I went back to my dorm then it started to rain. So I came back"

"You came back? For me?"

"You hate the rain" he says as if it was the only explanation he got when in reality he really wanted to see you today. The both of you have been very busy so apart from the few messages, you haven't gotten the chance to hang out. Reality is, Haechan couldn't wait another day to see you again.

"Did you bring an umbrella?" he asks you when you didn't speak, shaking your head to answer him

He chuckles before showing you the bright yellow umbrella he brought, "Good thing I came then"

"You didn't have to"

"I wanted to, we haven't hung out in a while. You probably buried yourself again with work, you need to rest" you were just about to say no but he takes your paint covered hand

"I can't wait to see your next masterpieces, I'm sure it's all precious to you and you want to finish it. But you're precious to me too, so I need to take care of you" he says, looking down at your hand in his. Smiling at how perfectly it fits right there.

You can ask a thousand question and he will always come back to you with an answer. Not once since you met him did he ever make you feel any sort of doubt.

"I'll just go grab my stuff" you tell him, giving his hand a squeeze before dropping it. Walking back to the studio to get your bag. Chenle was already gone, probably took the other way when he went. So you get your bag, took your apron off, turned off the lights before walking back to where Haechan was.

He spots you down the hall, taking your bag from you to sling it on his shoulder. "Ready to go?" he asks you

You nod, "Thank you, you saved my day once again"

"What did I tell you? I'll always be here to make your tough days better" he smile at you before throwing one arm around you to pull you closer, he opens the umbrella with his other hand making sure it covers you.

You did hate going anywhere in this weather. If you're home right now, you wouldn't mind it that much. Being out and about when it's raining stresses you out. You always feel anxious about commuting or driving or going anywhere when the weather is bad.

But right now while sharing this yellow umbrella with the boy you potentially like, you don't hate it as much so long as he's there to hold you and walk with you under the rain shower.

"It's your birthday soon, got any plans?" Haechan looks over at you, waiting and hoping for a favorable answer. One that would go well with his plans.

You shake your head, you weren't even aware "Didn't even know it's August already"

You didn't like making a big deal out if it, to you it's another normal day.

"So you're not going out?"

"Probably not, it's a weekday so I might have a class. I'll just go to the studio if I don't have any class that day. Why?"

"If you're not busy, do you want to have dinner? with me? do you want to go get dinner on your birthday with me?" he asks you, feeling nervous for no reason. He practiced this in his head many times but he can't say it straight now that he's saying it to you.

You giggle at his question, "Dinner? Sure"

"Really?"

"Yea, I don't have anything planned" you shrug

"Okay, cool. Uh how does 6pm sound? You can come by at my place" he tells you, he can feel the heat rushing to his cheeks. Hoping you don't notice it, you do.

"Okay"

Fast forward a couple of days later, it's your birthday. When you woke up you had one message, sent exactly at 12:01 am from one Lee Haechan.

"Happy birthday, I wanted to be the first one"

That alone was enough to make you smile for the day. You prepared for the day, did some school works until it was time to go over at Haechan's place.

Ringing his doorbell once, you waited for him. You hear a click then the door opens, Haechan welcomes you with a smile.

"Hey! You're here, happy birthday" he greets you, letting you in before closing the door behind you. You walk inside his place to see the table set up, looking back at him

"You cooked for me?" you ask him, trying to fight the smile making it's way on your lips but you fail

"Yea, it's your special day and I know you'd like this ten times better than going out. Plus I got you cake, wait did you want to go out?" he asks, worried he just ruined the night. It's your birthday, the first one you'll celebrate together so he wanted to make sure it was special.

You didn't say anything at first then you jogged to where he was standing, throwing your arms around his shoulders to engulf him with a hug

"I love it, thank you thank you" you tell him, Haechan can hear the smile in your voice and just like that his worries were washed away. He puts his arms around your waist to lift you up, hugging you tighter. He kisses your temple, "Happy birthday, I'm glad I got to meet you in this lifetime"

You pull away from where your head was buried to look at him in the eyes, "Me too, I hope all versions of me meet their version of you"

He smiles at you, setting you back down on your feet again.

"Let's enjoy this dinner then, how about a movie after?"

"Sounds like a lovely night" you beam at him

"Oh I got you something, it's not big don't worry. Just something you might need, I thought of you when I saw it"

You take the bag from him, opening it excitedly to see what's inside. A yellow thing catching your eye, when you take it out you see it's a big cute scrunchie. You did mention you needed a new one.

"It's cute thank you, I need one when I do work at the studio. This is perfect. Thank you, Haechan. Really this whole night is perfect. I don't like celebrating this day but maybe it isn't too bad when I get to celebrate it like this"

"Then I can say mission accomplished, if you're happy then that's all that matters. It's your day today, I wanted to celebrate this day with you"

You smile at him, hugging him again. Immediately he hugs you back, resting his cheek on your head he hears you mumble

"Thank you"

It's past 10pm, yet again you were too busy finishing your work to even check the time. You remember telling Haechan you'll text him when you get home but you're still at the studio.

"You're still here?" someone asks, making you look behind you. Chenle standing by the doorway, "I thought I was the last one here" he adds

"Just need to finish this piece, I'm just cleaning up actually"

"Surprised to see you here, it's raining cats and dogs outside" just then you here the rumble of thunder outside

"Headphones" you tell him, "Well you better go now, traffic is bad. There was an accident in town. A few cars piled up" He tells you

"Oh that sounds bad, was anyone harmed?"

"Not sure, Jisung just texted me on his way home to find another route since it was still there when he passed by. I think it's near your place too"

"I should go now then, maybe I'll take a cab" you say, picking your bag from the floor and following Chenle down the hall

"Oh wait Haechan was asking for you, I thought you went home earlier so I said you're not here anymore" Chenle recalls seeing Haechan outside the building maybe an hour ago

"What do you mean Haechan was here?" already your mind was racing, a hundred bad scenarios playing

"He went out to find you, I don't know where he is- HEY WHERE ARE YOU GOING IT'S POURING OUTSIDE!" Chenle shouts after you but you were already out of the building.

You weren't sure where you were running off to, but when you heard there was an accident near your place you got this bad feeling in your chest.

"Y/N? What are you doing there?" Renjun asks, rolling down the window the car, you spot Jaemin from the driver's side. They also had a late night at campus, not expecting to see you running outside at this hour of the night when Haechan left to pick you up earlier.

"Haechan? Where's Haechan? I need to see him" you utter, the rain beating down on you. The two guys share a worried look, Jaemin already searching for an umbrella inside the car while Renjun throws his jacket over him before running over to you to get inside the car

"Haechan" you say

"We don't know where he is, have you tried calling him?" Renjun asks, you nodded your head. You did try but he wasn't answering, now you don't even know where your phone is

"I'll call him" Jaemin says, taking his phone to quickly dial his friend's number. After a few tries still no answer

"Can you drive near my place, I heard something happened. What if-"

"Hey don't freak out, I'm sure he just forgot to charge his phone again" Renjun comforts you as Jaemin drives away.

Due to the heavy rain and accident, the traffic was bad. You couldn't wait another minute so for the second time tonight you ran through the rain

"Yah Y/N, where are you going?!" Renjun shouts as he watch you run through traffic

"I really hope Haechan's okay" he mumbles, looking over Jaemin who is calling Haechan again hoping the other would pick up.

Running as fast as you could, you finally reached the block before your apartment where the crash happened. You look around the busy street, police were still there but no sign of any medical personnel.

You look left and right, turning your head over and over again trying to see a familiar face.

Haechan was getting worried, it's late and raining hard. He should've charged his phone but he left his charger at home, now it's dead and useless. Wondering where you are at the moment, then he looks outside again to check if they're letting cars through.

Something catches his eye, someone running by. It was as quick as a second but he knows that yellow scrunchie, he can tell from a mile away.

Without a doubt, he gets out of the car to chase after the person. There he sees you standing in the middle of traffic looking terrified. Then he was screaming your name, he needed you to see him, he needed to be close to you this instant to ask you what's wrong.

You don't know if you were dreaming but you definitely heard him, looking around again you see someone standing a few cars back. You hear it again.

Then you were running. Leaping straight into his awaiting arms, throwing your own around him trapping him there like you were afraid he was going to float away.

"Hey, you okay? What were you doing running through the rain? You're gonna sick" Haechan tells you but you can't hear all his word, the sound of your own beating heart was louder.

"You're okay" you keep on repeating, when he felt you calm down a bit he broke away from your embrace but still kept you in his arms,

"What happened?"

It's like a switch has been flipped because the next second you were hitting him, "Ouch! what I do?!" Haechan asks

"You weren't answering your phone! I thought something bad happened to you! I couldn't find you, I thought-" then you were crying again, hoping he can't tell since it's still raining. Your tears mixing with the raindrops but Haechan knows.

Instead he just takes your face in his hands, cradling it ever so gently to comfort you.

"I'm okay, I'm right here see. I'm sorry, I'll call next time"

"You scared me" you mumbled

"Sorry" he tells you with a small smile, those three words were more than enough confirmation for him. He knows just how much you hate thunderstorms, your love and hate relationship with rain. And yet here you are, running through the worst weather because you were looking for him.

He hugs you again, "I'm here" he tells you

"Let's get you out of this rain, we're both gonna get sick" he says as he guides you back to his car. Once the two of you settle inside, Haechan turns the heat on and looks for something else to keep you from freezing.

"Wait, Renjun and Jaemin was right behind me. I need to text time but I don't know where my phone is" you say

"Well my phone is dead, I'll text them when we get back"

He was just about to say something else when someone knocks on his window, it was Renjun. "Did you see Y/N? She dashed away- Oh you're there. Well then, make sure you take a warm shower when you get home. Also next time, charge your phone please" he tells Haechan before waving goodbye to you.

Haechan lets out a chuckle before rolling his windows up, looking over at you again.

"You okay? Do you need anything?"

You shook your head, rubbing your hands together to generate some warmth. Now that you've finally calmed down, you can definitely feel the cold. Haechan ofcourse notices this, taking your hands in between his before putting it against his lips. Blowing gently on it to keep you warm.

"Next time, I promise I'll text you when I go out this late or when I leave somewhere so you don't go out running in the rain. You could've gotten hurt or worse"

"I don't know what I was thinking, I wasn't even thinking. You weren't answering your phone and then I heard something happened here, my mind freaked out" you tell him, watching him continue his actions of rubbing the back of your hands and blowing on them

"You were really worried about me?"

You chuckled, "I forgot I was scared of thunder and rain. I don't think I would even mind if a lightning struck right infront of me" you tell him. And it was the truth. Your fears were outweighed by your worry for him. It didn't matter to you, all you needed was to see him.

"I'm glad you're okay" you whisper, Haechan smiles at you putting down your hands. He then cradles your face again, leaning over the console to get closer to you. Tilting your head down a bit to kiss you on the forehead.

When the two of you arrived to his dorm, he immediately got towels to help you dry off. He showed you the bathroom to change, giving his extra clothes.

While waiting for you, he changes also then goes back to the kitchen to prepare hot chocolate for the two of you.

"Thanks for lending me your clothes" you say from behind him, when he turns around it's like his heart leaped out of his chest.

It's not that big of a deal, but seeing you in his clothes does something to him. He's pretty sure he's blushing right now.

"Yea sure, uh I'm making hot choco" he stutters, if you noticed you don't comment on it and he silently thanks you for it.

The two of you sit on his couch, waiting for the rain to stop while sipping on your hot choco.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure" you answer

"Why don't you like the rain?"

"Something happened, I got in a minor accident. I was driving home from school too, it was raining hard I couldn't even see the road. The car swerved off the road, thankfully I wasn't badly injured but it was very scary. I hated going out when it's raining ever since" you explain while Haechan listens attentively

"I'm glad you're okay" he mumbles

You chuckle, putting the mug down before pulling your legs up to hug them. "I was in high school, ever since I couldn't drive at night or when it's raining"

The two of you talked about everything, he wanted to know all about you and here you are letting him. You didn't even notice how the time passed.

"Hey the rain stopped" Haechan suddenly says

"Oh yea, I guess I should go. Oh wow is that the time" you see it on the wall clock since your phone is still nowhere to be found, probably left it in Jaemin's car earlier during your mini freak out.

"I can drive you home" Haechan offers

"It's late, I can take a cab or walk"

"Absolutely not, I'm driving you home. Come on" he pulls you up, holding you by the arm.

"Hey Haechan"

He stops, looking back at you. "Yea?"

"I'm glad you're okay" you tell him

He smiles at you, this time he pulls you to him. Hugging you.

It was unexpected. For a second he thought he did the wrong thing, but then he felt your arms go around him holding him tighter.

He kisses the top of your head, a silent assurance. He won't dare to say anything, soaking the moment.

When the two of you broke apart, he just smile at you before speaking again.

"Let's drive you home"

That was like the calm before the storm.

Haechan don't get it, was it something he said? Something he did?

It's been days and you're avoiding him. He sent numerous calls and texts. When he asked Chenle if you were coming you class, he did say you attended regularly.

What he didn't know was you were having a war with yourself.

You like Haechan. You like him so so much it scares you.

It scares you because what if this is all temporary. What if he's only doing it to be kind to you. What if he gets tired of you like all the boys you've liked before.

That's why for the past few days you couldn't face him. You don't know what to say to him, you don't understand your own feelings how can you even explain all of that to him.

Chenle knows all about your dilemma, after all he is one of your closest friend. Which is also why he's the first person Haechan looked for when he couldn't contact you,

"Just give her time, plus it's you. Give her a few days and she's talk to you again"

"What do you mean it's me?" he asks, confused

Chenle chuckles before answering, "I'm not about to pour out her feelings for her. You need to talk to her about that. All I know is ever since she met you, she's been happier" then he points at the latest piece you were making

"See that? She's been working on it for a while now, it's not an assignment. She said it just reminded her of one of her favorite days"

It was a painting of a sunset, looking so similar as the one the two of you saw before.

You weren't even there but that painting said a thousand words and confirmed everything to Haechan. All his doubts going away. He knew this was your way of talking to him.

This is how you confess to him. In your own way.

Haechan smiles as he stares at it.

He thinks he gave you enough time.

Meanwhile you were at home, half sulking half overthinking. This is the longest you went without talking to Haechan. It wasn't until you started to avoid him you realized just how big his presence is in your day to day life.

Hearing a knock on your door, you were hoping it was the boy you've been thinking about for days. But no.

The last person you expected to see on your doorstep: your ex-boyfriend, Lee Jeno.

"What are you doing here?"

"Can I come in?"

"Why?" your face void of any emotion.

It's been a while since you last saw him or even talked to him, he still looked the same but not really. Like this wasn't the version of Jeno you once knew and loved.

"I just want to talk"

It took you a few seconds before you open the door, letting him in your apartment.

"I don't have anything to say to you, so make it quick" you tell him

"Well first, I'm sorry for that messy break up. You deserved more"

You cut him off, "I did, I do. I deserve more that being broken up over text message with a measly reason of you being tired. What exactly did you get tired of? Do tell, since you're already here"

"I felt like I was never going to be on the same page as you, you had everything planned out. You're so sure of yourself while I don't even know what I'm going to do tomorrow. I was afraid you're going to meet someone else out there and realize he's better than me"

"I told you I didn't care, that night I said I was ready to wait whatever it is you need to accomplish first. I was okay with learning everything with you. You're the one who closed that door. You're the one who walked away, you don't get to walk back and ask if we could do it again"

He looks at you with apologetic eyes. Once upon a time that would've made you crumble and say yes to whatever he bids. But just as you realize this isn't the Jeno from before, you're also not the person you used to be.

"If you told me that a year ago, I would've come running back to you. For days, weeks, months all I thought about was where did I go wrong. Many times I had to stop myself from saying I missed you until I realized I deserved more than that. It wasn't the wrong love at the wrong time, there's no such thing as that. I loved you at the right time, it was short but I was happy. But that was a memory ago, Jeno"

"So I really am too late" he shows a sad smile

"One day when you meet another girl and you tell her about your plans in the future, about making more memories, I hope that it's true. I hope you find her again" you smile at him.

Neither of you said much after that, he said his goodbye knowing that this time it really might be the last one. This time he knows you really finally let go. There was no one waiting for him.

When he walked out your door, you didn't feel sad in the way you just got your heart broken. You feel sad for the girl who cried so many nights, who asked if she was ever worth to love.

You cried for that version of you who was so ready to love and yet fate forbade her to.

Before it got too much, you decided to take a walk to clear your mind.

Your first thought was to call Haechan until you stopped yourself. It's unfair to unload this baggage on him. He doesn't deserve it. Even though he told you over and over again you can lean on you him you can never bring yourself to fully do so.

What you didn't know was Haechan already knew what was happening. A few days ago, Jeno approached him and asked him what was going between the two of you. It was weird since he wasn't that close with the guy.

It wasn't until Jaemin told him that you and Jeno used to date, it's like the puzzle pieces fell into place. You never directly told Haechan about him but he's sure Jeno is the reason and the guy behind all your stories.

He wanted to pay you a visit when he saw Jeno walking out of your building, getting in his car and driving away. Meanwhile Haechan stayed inside his car. Thinking and waiting for the moment until he saw you walking out with nothing in hand.

He already knew what was happening.

So many things running through his head at the moment. How he's so mad at Jeno for making you go through this again, how worried he is about you and how he just wanted to hug you while telling you everything was going to be okay.

But above all he was hoping you don't retreat back to your old self, he doesn't want you to feel like you need to suffer alone and let your emotions eat you from within.

Of course he can't let you walk alone this late at night, he quickly got out of his car. Following a few steps behind you to make sure you're safe.

He watch you enter the park and sit on one of the benches. For a while he just lets you be. He knows you needed a moment for yourself. You needed the quiet to clear your mind.

A minute turned into five, then turned into ten until thirty minutes have passed when he finally decided to approach you.

"I knew I'd find you here"

You don't move from where you were standing, still looking up the skies counting all the stars over and over again.

"You know if you want to get away, you can just ask me. I'll drive you anywhere, you had my worried" Haechan continues, still you didn't say a word to him

"I can go if you want, I just need to know you're okay" he adds

"Why are you here?" you finally speak, asking him

"I can't let you walk this late at night alone, I was looking for you all day too"

"Well you found me" you tell him

Haechan feels frustrated, he's not even mad anymore when you won't any of his calls or texts. Or when you suddenly disappeared without a word.

He had his fair share of arguements, his friends know he'll never back down until he can prove himself right. But with you he can't seem to fight back. And right now it feels like he's about to go into battle.

"You need to tell me how you feel, I'm trying to understand you but you won't let me. How long will you keep on running away from me?"

"Why are you tired? You think I'm hard to get to?" you ask, this time looking over at him.

He looks back at you, checking if you're okay. Apart from the obvious tiredness, he's glad to see you unharmed. Atleast that's one less thing he was to worry about.

You wait for him to say something, the two of you just looking at each other. Before he speaks, he shrugs his jacket off before throwing it over your shoulder. You know he's upset with you but he's still taking care of you.

He takes a deep breath before speaking, “Was that what all the boys before me said? that you’re hard to get? because they got you all wrong. You’re not hard to get, you’re easier to read than my favorite music sheet. I can tell just want you want to say before you say anything”

“Oh so now you’re an expert on me?” you stop him but he was quick to answer back, not yet ready to back down.

“Is that so bad? Is it such a bad thing to want to know you? I am trying to understand and know you. That says more than any of them. You’re not hard to get, you’re hard to earn and that's a thousand times better. You like ketchup beside your fries not on them, you hate summer because of the heat, you like your coffee cold even in the morning. You eat Nutella with a spoon but you don't like it on bread. If me talking my tongue off, following you until the soles of my shoes crumble, run until we run out of road I will not stop trying to earn you because that’s what you deserve. You deserve a man who will go the lengths and beyond for you. You’re not a girl anyone can get, you’re a girl only the worthy can earn”

Nobody has ever fought this hard for you, it's always you fighting for the person. For so long you felt like a lost cause, a mere stop along the way until Haechan came and made you feel like this was a trip worth going to. Like he didn't mind what the destination would be, all he wants is to be on this journey with you.

"And how long will you think that?" you whisper

Looking at you right now, Haechan can tell all fight just left you. And not in a bad way. Right now you're waving the white flag, surrendering your walls and maybe finally letting him in. So he takes this chance and leaped to give you what you needed to hear,

"Until you believe me, and even after that. Until all the flowers wither away, and they bloom again. I'll tell you over and over again until the day that when you think even for a second if you're worthy to love, you won't hear their voices but mine. You'll remember my words, me saying over and over again that you're worth to love, my love" he breaths out, with each word the distance between the two of you minimizing until the ends of his shoes touches yours.

"I'll tell you again and again, when you forget I'll look right into your eyes and tell you you're perfect enough" he whispers, resting his forehead against yours.

"Do I deserve this? Do I deserve you-" "Yes, yes you do"

Then he was kissing you, wiping every doubt every question away. Remembering how to fall in love, that warm feeling you only feel whenever he's around. When he smiles at you, when he greets you goodmorning and goodnight, when he holds your hand.

He kisses you like he's sealing a promise, right in this moment he didn't need anything else. It was perfect, nothing like he ever imagined because this is so much better.

When the two of you broke apart, he's smiling ear to ear

"I love you"

Like the first time you met, he just looks at you. This time with love in his eyes. Looking at you like you're the one who painted his skies, like you're the sun of his universe, like you're more than enough.

And to him, you are.

You are more than enough.

[sissylittlefeather]

Aaaaaaand....

A Very Quiet Life: Chapter 3

A/N: Part 3 of the AU where Elvis is your next door neighbor in the suburbs in the late '60s. This one is a long chapter, but it HEATS UP, my friends, so stay with me. Parts 4 & 5 are also written, so they'll be posted soon as well!

Warnings: 18+ SMUT, Minors DNI! There's mention of an injury (non-violent), reader is a widow, cussing, then the dirty stuff like oral sex (m & f receiving), fingering, p in v sex, unprotected sex, etc.

Link to Chapter 1

Link to Chapter 2

I hope it is worth the wait! ❤️

Song inspo (in case you forgot)

Gif inspo (because why not?)

You should be careful what you wish for.

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Two weeks after the popsicle incident, as you've been calling it in your head, you're out front with your kids while they play in the sprinkler. You can't believe how hot it still is in mid-September. You're seriously considering getting in the sprinkler yourself when you see Elvis walk into his yard to water his grass. He's mowed your lawn twice since the incident, but you haven't let him come inside. You don't trust yourself to be alone with him and he always seems to choose a time when you are alone. He waves and smiles and you return the gesture. You wish you didn't notice how good he looks today, but you've got on sunglasses, so you let your eyes wander. He has his short sleeves rolled up and he's wearing blue jeans that fit his ass perfectly. You're no longer sweating because of the heat. The sun is starting to go down, though, so it's a perfect excuse to gather your kids and go inside. As you look back at them, Michael jumps over the sprinkler. His feet hit the wet grass and slide out from under him. He hits the ground hard, landing on his wrist. He lets out a blood-curdling scream and your heart stops. You're out of your chair in seconds, running over to him. Somehow, Elvis beats you to him and scoops him up off the ground.

"Go get your keys! We need to go to the ER!" He calls to you while Michael screams in his arms. His wrist is bent in a way that makes your stomach turn. You sprint back into the house and grab your purse and your shoes. In seconds, you're back out the front door. Elvis is holding Michael close, leaning against the hood of your car, and rocking him gently. He's stopped screaming. Jane is crying quietly next to Elvis, holding onto his shirt. As you get closer to them you hear his voice. He's singing to Michael. If the circumstances were any different, the tender scene would warm your heart. His voice is smooth and silky and it hits you in all your soft places. But you're too worried about Michael to think about anything else. You unlock the car door and Elvis slides into the back seat with both kids. You jump in the driver's seat and try to start the car. Your hands are shaking, though, and you struggle.

"Take a deep breath, honey, we're okay."

His voice is steady and calm. You do as he says, breathe deeply, and start the car.

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In the emergency room, you hold Michael and Elvis holds Jane while you check out. You've been there for over three hours and both kids are wiped out. Michael has a new blue cast on his wrist that's wrapped loosely around your neck. He's still awake, but just barely. Jane is asleep on Elvis's shoulder, snoring quietly. You finally get back out to your car and softly lay both kids in the backseat.

"I can drive." You nod at Elvis and toss him your keys. You're exhausted too. You slide into the passenger seat and start the drive home. It takes you a good five minutes to realize you're holding his hand. Or maybe he's holding your hand. Either way, your fingers are interwoven on the seat between you. It's comfortable and intimate in a way you haven't experienced since your husband died. You know you shouldn't be doing it, but you're too tired to care. He's been so kind and helpful today. It was nice to not be alone through this. You look up at him. His profile is beautiful with the streetlights shining in the windows.

"Thank you. You didn't have to do all this today." He looks at you and smiles.

"I really don't mind. I'm just glad he's okay."

"How are you so good with children?" He shrugs.

"I don't know. I've always been like this. I teach piano and guitar lessons and most of my clients are kids. I just think they have the best view of the world." That's why he's always home during the day. He works there.

"You didn't want kids of your own?" That question probably crosses a line, but with his hand in yours it feels like you can ask anything. Still, his face darkens and he looks out the window.

"I did. My wife did not."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked. It's none of my business." You start to pull your hand away, but he tightens his grip on your fingers.

"No, it's okay. I don't mind." He looks at you again with a sad smile. "She works a lot. She's one of the only women in her office, so she didn't want to be held back by having kids." It's weird to talk about her while you're holding her husband's hand. "I just wish she'd told me before we got married." There's a hint of bitterness in his voice when he says the last part.

You ride quietly for the last bit of the drive. He pulls the car up to the front curb and gets out to help you carry the kids inside. Once they're both safely settled in bed, you drop onto your couch and burst into tears. Now that the adrenaline has worn off, the fear and pain and tiredness of the day win out and you fall apart. Elvis sits next to you and puts his arm around you, letting you cry on his shoulder.

"There ya go, honey, let it out. I know today was a lot." He kisses the top of your head and strokes your hair. After a few more minutes of crying you're able to pull yourself together a bit and you look at the clock on the mantle. You sit up straight.

"It's almost midnight! Isn't your wife going to wonder where you are?!" He looks at his shoes for a moment, like he's trying to decide whether he should be honest, and then looks back at you.

"She's on a business trip. I can stay as long as you need me." Your stomach does a flip flop. As long as you need him.

His eyes are so blue as they flick down to your mouth and back up to your eyes. He puts his hand on the side of your face and caresses your cheek with his thumb, wiping away any remnants of tears. Your heart beats so hard and fast that you're pretty sure he can hear it.

Slowly, carefully, he leans in and touches his lips to yours. Lightening shoots through you straight out to your fingertips and he kisses you softly again. The third time he kisses you, his mouth is open and he parts your lips too. You let his tongue slide into your mouth and send yours to match his movements. His hand moves back to your hair and he holds you closer for a more passionate kiss. After a few minutes, he pulls you onto his lap, straddling him, with his hands on your hips. You press your body against his and kiss him so intensely that you start to get lost in him. He loses control too and slides both hands up under your shirt and bra, cupping your breasts and squeezing them gently. You pull your shirt off over your head and he reaches behind your back to undo your bra. He kisses your shoulder and then moves back to the center kissing you along your collarbone. You throw your head back as he grazes his lips down to your nipple. His two hands cover almost all of your back as he sucks and nibbles your chest. You feel his erection between your legs, pushing into you where you want him the most. You lift his shirt and pull it over his head, exposing the soft patch of hair on his chest. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you into a deep kiss, your naked skin pressed up against his.

You back away from him and slink down to the floor between his knees. You reach up to unbutton his pants and free his erection from his jeans. His dick is perfect. You slide his foreskin down, exposing the tip, and run your tongue around it softly. He groans and leans his head back on the couch. Then he looks back at you, watching while you work your mouth on him, taking him in as much as you can until he hits the back of your throat.

"Fuckkk, y/n..." he moans as you continue to lick and suck him. Hearing him say your name like that makes you even wetter than you already are. You pull him fully into your mouth again and then slide your tongue in a small circle around the head. You lick slowly up and down him a couple of times and then back off of him. He opens his eyes when you stop and watches you stand up and slide your pants down. You hope he won't notice how wet your panties are, but he immediately does.

"This all for me, baby?" He asks as he reaches his hand out and touches your panties. You nod as he begins to rub circles on you. Then, he slides your panties to the side and pushes his finger into you. He pulls your hips closer to him and switches from one finger to two, moving them in and out and tickling inside you. You groan and shudder around his hand. Just when you can't stand it anymore, he pulls his fingers out.

"Lay down, honey." He guides your hips down to the couch and lays you back, slipping your panties off and positioning himself between your legs. He lowers his head down and pushes his tongue into your slit. You gasp and arch your back as he continues to lick your sensitive bud around in circles, then left and right over the top, stopping periodically to push his tongue back into you. Your orgasm is building inside you as electricity gathers in your center. He continues to lick and tongue-fuck you until you feel like you might explode.

"Come for me, baby." He whispers it into you and the vibration of his voice throws you over the edge as he flattens his tongue against you one more time. You do exactly as he tells you to and shiver and pulse as the waves of pleasure crash into you over and over again until he finally stops licking you.

He climbs back up your body and kisses your neck while you lay under him breathing heavily. You haven't been able to say much this whole time, but now you find your voice and speak softly into his ear.

"Fuck me, Mr. Presley." He groans and stands up to remove his pants completely. For a moment, he stops, and just looks at you laying there naked. You worry that he's having second thoughts or thinking about his wife. Before you can say anything, though, he smiles.

"You're fucking beautiful." You sit up and pull him down on top of you.

"I noticed it the first time I saw you through that window." So he did see you. He lines himself up with your entrance and teases you a bit with his tip.

"I've been dreaming of this ever since." He thrusts deeply and plunges his dick into you as far as it'll go, filling you entirely.

"Oh my godddddd" you moan as he pumps in and out of you.

"You feel so good, baby. So tight and wet for me. I fucking love it." He kisses your neck and shoulder. You continue to fuck in this position for a good while, both of you reveling in the satisfaction of finally getting what you want.

Eventually, you push him backwards off of you into a siting position. You straddle him again and lower yourself onto him until he fills you up. You whimper and moan again at the feeling of his length hitting the sensitive spot inside of you. As you slide up and down on him, you feel another climax building. You bounce wildly with his hands on your back guiding your movements. You stop and roll your hips, pushing him as deep as he can go. You want to feel every inch of him. He holds you still for a second and looks into your eyes.

"Can I...? Should I pull out?" He asks tentatively.

"No." Fuck it. "Come inside me. I need to feel you." He groans again as you continue to fuck him with everything you've got. Your own orgasm is so close; you don't want to stop. Every pump brings you to the edge until he lifts his hips under you and you slam down onto him one last time.

"Oh fuck yes y/n!" He yells as you tumble into oblivion with him, the unimaginable pleasure filling every part of you. Your legs begin to shake as you lay your forehead on his shoulder. You sit there for a bit, trying to catch your breath. He wraps his arms around you and kisses you playfully.

"Can I stay?"

"The kids wake up really early..."

"I promise I'll be gone before they even think about it." You secretly wish he could be there when they wake up, like a normal family. But he's not their father. He has a wife. You climb off of him and try to walk to the bathroom. He grabs your hand and pulls you back to his lap, wrapping himself around you again.

"I just want to be close to you as long as possible." He kisses your shoulder and any resolve you had about sending him home melts.

"Come get in the bed." He smiles a wide and relaxed smile and puts his boxers back on. He picks up his T-shirt and pulls it down over your head, so that you're wearing it. Then, he follows you into the bedroom and crawls into your bed. You go to the bathroom and get some new panties to sleep in. You leave his shirt on, though, because you love that it smells like him. When you get in the bed, he pulls you close to him and wraps his arms around you. You haven't slept with a man in your bed in a long time. It feels nice. He feels nice.

How are you going to keep yourself from getting used to this?

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Chapter 4 coming soon!

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Waiting for you - John Stones

Request: Cockwarming with john please!!

Warning: smut but a sweet one, giving John the welcome back home he deserves

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The hardest part of your boyfriend’s job was the the amount of time he was asked to stay away from his loved ones to play away games, both with England and with City.  This time he was calleed up by Southgate to represnt his country and you had to stay home looking after your newborn baby girl, Iris Lyla.

John told you he would supposedly be back home in the afternoon, making the the wait kind of unbearable, as it always felt as if he left a lot of time ago and you missed him every single minute of the day. You missed the sound of his loud laughter echoing through the house, the way he would make fun of you even for the smallest things, annoying you to death.

You missed his cuddles, the way he would hug you from behind while you were at the stove cooking something or him cradling your baby girl in his strong arms. She looked even more tiny in her dad's arms and that was your favourite sight in the world.

It was nearly 5 pm and you were trying to lull your baby to sleep when the sound of some keys turning in the lock resonated through the empty house. You winced a bitat the sound which meant he was finally home.

His tall figure popped behind the door frame of your bedroom, surprising you while you were busy with your mama duties. You waved your hands in each other's direction, careful not to disturb the baby or else she would have started crying, making all your efforts vain.

Is it necessary to say you were eager to go and jump on him? No, that was the only thing you had been waiting for so you hoped your girl would close her eyes as soon as possible.

She looked so peaceful as she slowly let sleep take over her. It was as if she felt her dad was back so nothing bad could happen as long as her hero was there with her. You put her in her cot and smiled, before giving a kiss on her forehead and turning on the baby monitor while you and John were busy with each other.

As you left her room, you walked towards your bedroom where John was waiting for you, sat on your big and comfy bed scrolling through his phone.

“Hello mama” He dropped the phone on his side, resting his weight on his hands that were placed behind his back.

You walked the little distance that kept you away from him to stand between his parted legs. The way he looked at you right into your eyes caused goosebumps to form all over your skin. 

A sincere smile appeared on your lips as you let your fingers find those perfect curls once again.

His hands, on his part, found his way under your thin cotton dress resting on your bum.

"Hello dada"

He was still looking at you, his chin tilted upwards to study your features. That nickname made his smile grow even wider as you ran your thumb over his lower lip.

You haven't been apart that long but the distance definitely affected you, wven more so now that you were a mother.

"I missed you so much"

He looked so perfect, even more than when he left you for the international break.

His stubble almost reached the perfect lenght so you could definitely say the man of your dreams was right in front of you.

"Stop being this sentimental" He grumbled with a smirk, knowing full well you weren’t the kind of person to admit her feelings so openly.

"That's true! I missed my favourite pain in the arse ever"

"That's my adorable girlfriend" He giggled, pressing his soft lips against yours. The feeling of his mouth gently moving over yours was an indescribable feeling, as if all stars were aligned.

You couldn’t have imagined a better welcome-back-home ceremony for him than to jump in his arms and kiss him until all your clothes fell to the floor and you made love to each other.

Since the birth of your daughter the moments of love you would share were too little, they became kind of rare and obviously you missed them.

Maybe you could have seized the moment as Iris was sound asleep now.

Maybe because of your pregnancy hormones still in your system, maybe because of how hot, much more than usual, your man looked adding to that all the time you’ve been spending apart the last few months mainly due both to your newborn plus your post pregnancy recovery and to John’s schedule, the only thing on your mind was to make him feel your love. Now you were together and that was the most relevant thing.

As you had the opportunity to notice during the games you followed on tv, your daughter’s dad looked even more handsome than when he left for St. George’s Park: the stubble a bit longer, gracing the outline of his face flawlessly, even more than you remembered of, was calling for your lips to kiss it and you didn't have to think it twice. There was like a magnet attracting your mouth to his jaw, starting to gently suck on it as well as leaving little kisses.

John hummed in content as he was clearly enjoying your unexpected attention.

The long sleeved white undershirt he wore during the game against Ukraine highlighted his upper body perfectly, as his six pack and his muscles were all in the right place.

The moment your mind went back to that view you saw on tv and your hands began running over his toned chest, under his sweatshirt, an uncontrollable whimper left your mouth and caused goosebumps to firm on John's skin.

"Did you miss me?" He whispered in a clear attempt to tease you.

"God yes" You sighed loudly "I need you"

The England midfielder squeezed your butt as your mouth was still busy kissing every inch of his skin and your fingers were gently tugging at his curls that simply perfect.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes John, I can't go on another minute without having you all to me. I've been feeling kinda deprived this last period"

The slight hint of frustration in your voice made John chuckle, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Like dick deprived?”

“Yes and there’s nothing to laugh about! A girl has her needs”

“Who am I to say no to my girl’s needs?” At his remark you blushed a little as John nuzzled his nose against your cheek.

“Didn’t you miss me?” You pouted, breathing his scent.

“Of course I missed you…I’ve been dreaming about you wearing some sexy lingerie all nights” The breathy voice he made his confession with caused that familiar knot at the pit of your stomach to form, an effect his voice combined with his touch would usually provoke. A little moan fell out of your lips hearing him telling you about his dream.

"I still feel a little bloated so wearing hot lingerie is off the table for now"

"You look amazing so shut that little mouth of yours" John cupped your face with his hand so he could kiss your lips without having to hear about your useless, in his opinion, complaints.

"Well, you'll have to help me shut it up"

"If you scream my name you'll be okay. That's the only thing you're allowed to say"

"I can't even scream about how good you are?" You purred in his ear, nipping at his lobe.

John hissed, letting you know how hard he was for you by pushing his erection against stomach, with his hands pinned at either side of your head to balance his weight over your body.

"Y/N"

"Yes?"

"I want you"

The control he had over you was among the things you have been missing the most. The way he would sensually whisper into your ear while you were putty in his hands. The best feeling ever.

You couldn’t help but whimper when you felt that tide of emotion overwhelming you like a tsunami.

As John kept on leaving kisses over your face and neck he slid into you in a gentle but firm manner, leaving you open mouthed, your head tilted back deep in the pillow.

"How does it feel? How are you feeling?" His questions, that were meant to be something caring, came out as something that turned you on even more thanks to his husky voice.

"Oh so good" You breathed with your eyes wide shut and your head arched back. John smiled mischievously, leaving a peck on your chin tilted upwards.

Your boyfriend started moving into you with his sweet moves, hitting all the right places thanks to the perfect movement of his pelvis.

"Don't stop" You didn’t know where to put your hands: between his soft hair or let them travel down his perfect, broad back? He was too much to take but he was all yours, nobody could have spoiled that moment nor taken him away from you.

"I love you" You moaned as his thrusts got deeper and faster, lust and passion being the dominant emotions now.

"I love you too" He groaned, pressing his face into your neck.

When you reached your climax, John followed soon after as his main purpose was to make you feel good and bring heaven to you. When his throaty moans filled the room together with your breathy ones you knew he reached his high too, giving you that long awaited feeling of love and pleasure you both had been missing.

His dashing body collpased over yours as he was trying to catch his breath. The warmth he was radiating and the feeling of his chest raising and falling made your heart burst with love, it could have exploded at any given moment. You tickled the nape of his neck with your fingertips while pressing little kisses over his shoulder.

"Welcome back home, Stones"

"Thanks" He giggled, leaving a kiss on your forehead.

John was still deep into you, enjoying the way your body wrapped around him so perfectly.

As much as you loved having sex with him, the aftercare always had a special place in your heart: it was something that made your bond even stronger as you loved cuddling him while basking in the warmth of his body.

His body weight wasn’t crashing you but it was applying a gentle pressure that made you feel all his love and closeness.

Neither of you wanted to break the spell your bodies have created so he stayed there, deep into you relaxing under your gentle touch and cuddles.

“How have you been doing?” Your boyfriend asked as his voice came out muffled, as a resulting from the position his head was in, against your pillow. His nose tickling the spot under your jaw together with his lips caused you to shiver a little.

“Good…but we missed daddy a lot”

“Who missed me more? Mummy or Iris?”

“Iris of course”

“Mhh well, mummy seemed kinda needy for daddy” He sniggered, biting his lower lip.

“Stop flattering yourself, it was just the hormones controlling me”

"You know I don't like it when you touch these things" You explained him, a bit bothered.

Out of instinct, you moved his hand away from your skin. He looked up at you with a questioning look, as if he was surprised with your gesture.

The England International rolled his eyes and, in order to distract you, connected his lips to your neck to start leaving a trail of kisses from there down to your collarbone, ending between your breasts.

“Yeah sure…” He chuckled, lifting your thigh to place it around his waist. "...I know what a little slut you are" Then, he brought his fingertips closer to the stretch marks adorning your inner thighs as well as part of your hips, where love handles were. Those signs on your skin weren't exactly something you were proud of, you even searched how to get rid of them, thinking about relying on surgery too so you didn't like when John touched them on purpose.

"Are you still using that stretch marks lotion?"

"Yes" You rolled your eyes as the hint of know-it-all attitude in his voice annoyed you a little. He just wanted to be thoughtful towards you and the delicate condition you were in and you knew that but you couldn’t hide the fact that his question felt like an intrusion, even though you shared almost everything with him.

"Don't roll your eyes at me" John scolded you playfully, trying to sound as serious as possible.

You jokingly pushed him off your body so you were now laying completely over him, your hair falling over his face as your lips were busy leaving multiple kisses over his plumpy ones, curved in a smirk.

"Or what?"

"Or I'll get out of this bed"

His hands were slowly running back and forth over your back. He knew how much you loved him moving his fingers that way, his touch feeling as light as a feather. The way his fingertips were dancing over your skin, tracing all sort of patterns, was the most relaxing thing ever to you.

“We haven’t shared a good cuddle in a while, huh?”

"That little lady is making us work like crazy" You muttered with a smile, the absorbed smile meaning you were getting lost into the perfection of his features. Your fingers were massaging the little creases on his face gently, counting the freckles and the moles dotting it one by one. When your thumb passed on to massage the spot between his eyebrows, to flatten the small wrinkles there, he relaxed a bit more, sighing.

"She's a little attention seeker just like her mum" He murmured back, moving his lips to try and kiss your hand.

"Oi!"

John smirked, his fingertips still running absentmindedly down your spine.

"I missed cuddling in bed naked with you"

He moved the two strands of hair cascading down your face and over his behind your ears.

"Let's say you just missed having me naked in bed with you, you can say that"

You giggled against his hot skin, leaving a playful bite over his shoulder.

"You have to be honest, you're staying with me only because of my body"

"Stop it"

"Well, I'm literally inside you so"

Shyness got the upper hand over you so you hid your now red face in the crook of his neck. In response he placed a kiss on the spot right behind the shell of your ear, giggling at your embarassed reaction.

"You're an idiot" You mouthed with a muffled voice against the pillow he was resting his head on. He slapped your bum playfully as you moaned as a sign of protest.

"Is she still sleeping?"

You glanced at the baby monitor once again before nodding to him.

"Good. So we still have some time" He muttered in between pecking your lips. Your smile didn't show any signs of disappearing as you were really, really happy. You couldn’t stop smiling as the love of your life was finally back into your arms, relaxing next to you or, better put, under you.

John lifted your right leg too so they were both wrapped around his middle.

The way his bright eyes were shining with happiness mixed with a couple of rebellious curls falling on his forehead and with his lips, was making you feel kind of high. He was having the same effect of a drug on you, that was crazy.

His eyes were looking right through your soul and sent a shiver down your spine that made you arch your back.

"You're so beautiful" He breathed out as he attached his lips to your right nipple.

A needy moan left your mouth, stimulating John's cock to get harder again. A deep Fuck left his mouth when he felt your walls clenching around him

He pushed your arms above your head so he could intertwine your fingers with his to start moving into you with deep, sensuous thrusts. At the moment he began moving into you a little cry could be heard coming from the baby monitor.

What a timing she has.

You tried to ignore her as John kept on moving.

As he filled you perfectly with his pushes, his upper body came in contact with your mouth so you thought it was a good idea to mark him as yours, sucking on his neck.

Iris' cry got louder but you were in heaven and the last thing you wanted was to interrupt all of that.

"Faster please, gotta go" You moaned, scratching his nape now that he set your hans free.

The City defender picked up the peace as a loud groan from him filled the room. What was meant to be another lovely, romantic sex session soon turned into a quickie so you could go and check on your daughter.

Following your instructions, John thrusted into you faster gripping at the headboard of the bed tighter as you did the same holding onto his back.

Once you were done and your second orgasms hit you again, he pulled out from you with an hiss, leaving his hot cum dripping out of your pussy.

"Fuck" You panted, making your man smirk, pleased with the result.

"Stay here, I'm going to take her" He left a quick peck on your forehead and swiftly got his boxers on to go and check on his baby.

Fuck, how much I did miss him fucking me this good.

He got back holding Iris in his arms that seemed to make her look even smaller than she actually was.

"Daddy's princess isn't happy at all" He pouted looking at her watery eyes.

"Aww baby what's wrong?" You cooed, imitating his pout and opening your arms to welcome her. "Have you seen who's back?"

She was clearly hungry by now and the clock on the bedside table striking 7pm confirmed that.

"Shit, she must be hungry"

You lowered the bed sheet wrapped around your chest to start feeding Iris.

"Your mother was about to make you starve only because she was thirsty for dad…" He ironically stated as he kept his sight on your baby eating.

"John!!" You raised your voice a little, clearly bothered with his line.

He giggled as he got the effect he wanted and pressed a kiss on your shoulder.

"Don't make me feel like I'm a bad mum" You whined, setting your look on your baby and caressing her chubby legs with the tip of your thumb.

"If you were, I wouldn't have said it like that. You managed to take care of a newborn for almost 2 weeks all by yourself, you aren't a bad mum at all"

Those words made you feel better, as if a little warm flame came alive to wrap your heart with the love you were surrounded by. You couldn’t be thankful enough for your little family.

You smiled contentedly and abandoned your head against John's shoulder, as you were sitting between his legs using his chest as a backrest.

"Will you cook dinner tonight, won't you?"

Your boyfriend groaned and glared at you "All of this to trick me into cooking, right?"

If the expression on his face was all about the annoyance of cooking, yours was the opposite, as it was quite happy and satisfied. The playful bickering between you two was among the endless list of things you had been missing during those days apart.

With one arm holding your baby girl, you bent the other backwards to brush your fingers against his cheek.

"I'm tired, I've been dealing with your princess for two weeks all by myself" You justified yourself, quoting his previous words.

He sighed and got up from the bed.

"Okay, you're playing the card of the tired and abandoned girlfriend now"

"Me?? How -"

John shut you up by pressing his lips against yours before leaving the room.

"Later we'll try those baby massages the doctor showed us!" You shouted at him from the other side of the house

He stopped in the middle of the stairs to let out a huff, with a half smile and scratching his neck. He was happy to be home but couldn’t his dad duties waiti a little more?

"Can I go back to training already?"

“You should have thought about it 9 months ago, darling!”

[plentyoffandoms]

Pedro Pascal x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ Actors Masterlist ♡ Pedro Pascal Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @manny-jacinto 2nd & 3rd gif @imaginesbymonika

WC: 3003

Summary: Pedro runs into an old girlfriend, who has kept a secret from him.

Pedro Pascal's POV:

I was having lunch with Óscar when I looked up at the sound of a very familiar voice, that I haven't heard in a very long time, but there was a slight difference to it.

My mind must be playing a trick on me because there was a woman who looked very similar to an old girlfriend of mine, walking past our table, talking on the phone. My eyes widened when I noticed how pregnant she was, but it couldn't be YN.

This woman looks like YN did all those years ago when I left her. I still remember the day I walked out on her, not being able to handle what was going on in my life with my Mom and losing my agent.

"Baby, please talk to me. I know you want to shut everyone out, but I am here for you." She says to me as she found me on the floor of our one-bedroom apartment, trying to pull me into her arms.

I hate that I pushed her away at that moment. I could see the look of hurt come over her face, but I didn't care at that time. Not when my whole world felt like it was crashing down around me.

I remember screaming at YN to get out. That I didn't want to see her anymore. I watched as she packed her bag, crying and not saying a word to me as she did.

She placed her key to the apartment on the coffee table and walked right out that door, slamming it behind her.

I got high as fuck that night, only waking up to friends pounding on the door. I was so lost in my rage, I didn't realise what the hell I did to YN. I tried to get her back, but she practically disappeared into the air, and I haven't seen her since.

"Hey, are you good, man?" Óscar asked me, waving his hand in front of my face.

"Yeah."

"You sure, you zoned out completely there, I was calling your name for a minute. Thought you were having a stroke or something." Óscar said as he was still looking at me funny.

"I just thought I saw someone I knew." I looked back to see if I could see the woman again, but she was gone. Maybe she was just a figment of my imagination.

I continued catching up with Óscar, asking him about his family when I heard the voice again and I looked up once more, this time almost choking on the food I was eating when YN walked by me.

My eyes followed her as she walked past me, right in the direction of where her doppelganger was headed before.

"Okay, I know something is up. Are you gonna tell me what is going on or are we going to play 50 questions with you?"

I ignored Óscar and stood up, excusing myself from the table and I walked in the same direction that they went.

To my surprise, I saw that there just wasn't the two of them sitting at the table, but there was a young man there as well.

I was about to walk back to my table when I bumped into a poor waiter. The food went flying and we caused a loud commotion. Everyone turned to look at us, and that included the occupants of the table I was just looking at.

YN and I made eye contact and hers got real wide when she realised that it was me staring right at her. I held up my finger to give myself just a second as I helped the waiter with the mess I caused.

"Mom, is that?" I heard the young man speak for the first time."

"Yes, Lucas," I looked at this Lucas and I had to stop my mouth from falling open, he looks identical to me, except he has YN's eyes.

"Thank you sir, but I got it from here," the Waiter said to me. I stood up and contemplated walking back to Óscar, but I knew this may be my only chance to talk to YN.

"Excuse me, may we have another chair," YN asked a passing waitress, who quickly went to grab the item.

The rest of the patrons went back to their food and conversations, now that the excitement was over. The chair was placed between YN and Lucas and I sat down, getting a good look at all of them.

I first focused on YN, my eyes looking over the woman who I once loved. My mind going back to our first date and how nervous I was.

I blurted out how gorgeous she looked before she could even say hello and I remember the smile she gave me, it made me smile, knowing I didn't just mess up our first date.

"Hello, sorry to interrupt, but I am," I went to say but the young woman interrupted me.

"We know who you are," I looked at her and the young man. My mind trying to wrap around what I am looking at.

"Pedro, I want you to meet Emilia and Lucas Balmaceda." Those simple words just cemented what I was thinking.

I looked between the three of them and my eyes finally landed on YN, who was watching me to gauge my reaction.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You know why. I didn't find out until a few months later and I was already halfway across the country trying to start over."

"I could have helped." I tried to say to YN, but she just gave me a sad smile.

"Pedro, with everything that happened between us and the loss of your mom, you were not in the state of mind to talk to. I did what I thought was best at the time."

I wanted to be angry at her. I wanted to tell her that I missed out on their whole lives, but I knew there was no use as that was all in the past.

"I am sorry for everything and I am sorry that I missed out on your lives," I said to my children.

"Why don't you stay and eat with us? Get to know them if you wish." YN said to me.

"I am sorry, I wish I could but I am here with a friend and he is probably wondering where I am."

I can just see the look of disappointment on Óscar's face in my mind.

"But, please call me or text me. I would like to see you before I have to leave." I wrote down my phone number and gave it to them.

Once I got back to Óscar, he started his whole Mom routine and asked me where I went and why I ran off.

"I just saw someone I knew once and needed to say hi," it was the truth and I know he wanted to ask more questions, but he didn't. We continued with our lunch and as we left, I looked back, wondering if I should join them once more.

YN'S POV:

The moment Pedro walked away, I felt like I could fully breathe again. I looked at my children and they too were stunned that they just met their father.

"Are you two okay? Do you want to talk about it?" I asked them. I knew they waited their whole lives to meet him but I didn't think that day would ever happen.

"The better question is, are you, Mom?" Emilia asked me as she reached for my hand that I had on the table.

I never hid who their father was. I told them that he was a good man who was going through some difficult times when we broke up. I didn't tell them why until Emilia was trying to find a pair of earrings to wear to a party and she found my diary that I had hidden away.

That is when she found out what happened between myself and Pedro and what happened to his Mom.

I came home that evening, to Lucas and Emilia sitting on the couch, with the diary opened to the page and they asked me to tell them the truth.

I did and I reassured them over and over again that their father was a good man, a great man in fact and I still stand by this.

Even after watching him become the great actor that I knew he could be. I watch every single thing he has ever been in and his interviews, proud of the man he has come.

I raised the kids in Caliente, Nevada, a small town about two hours from Las Vegas. I worked as Head Nurse at the Medical Centre there.

Their lives growing up, they were bullied for having what many people called a hard-to-pronounce last name. They got told to go back to where they came from but I told them to hold their heads up high and to be proud of their last name.

I told them stories of Pedro's parents and what they did and how they risked their lives. After that, they never cared if people liked them or not and soon, the bullying stopped because people realised they weren't affecting them anymore.

"I am fine, just shocked is all but I am fine." I squeezed her hand and she gave me a small smile, wincing as the baby kicked.

Lucas looked back and forth between his sister and me, looking concerned. He has always taken the role of man of the house seriously and he still feels like he needs to protect us.

Even after they went off to University and started their own lives. He would drive home to visit me three times a month, and I could come home to him fixing what was broken.

Now he works for the most Prestigious Law Firm in all of New York, Cravath, Swaine & Moore LLP. He even offered to move me out there when he had enough money to get a nice condo, but I told him I am happy where I was.

That was until Emilia called me saying that she was pregnant and her boyfriend left her. She was living in California at the time and I told her to come home.

But then there was a fire at my house when I wasn't home and I lost everything. So, Emilia and I ended up moving to the fast-paced city that is New York.

I never thought I would ever end up back here, but life has other plans for me.

But I didn't stay in the City for long, missing having my own home. So I took the insurance money and bought a small home in Queens Village.

On the very first day of living in our new home, Lucas showed up to help put together furniture and that is when he met our new neighbour, Brandon. The two of them instantly hit it off and their wedding is only five months away.

Brandon and I became close as well, showing up whenever I needed him. Coming over for dinner, movie marathons, anything really.

The three of us finished our lunch and Lucas went back to work as Emilia and I went shopping, like we always do after our lunches with her brother.

~

As I settled into my bed that night, I pulled out Pedro's phone number and contemplated if I should even contact him.

But I felt my phone vibrate and I looked at the message, my heart beating wildly, 'nice to hear from you YN. I have missed you.'

I stared at the paper in my hand, biting my lip, wondering if he would ever respond. So I just took a chance, and I messaged him.

I didn't hold my breath, knowing he could be busy now. I mean, he is a massive star and could be doing anything at this point.

I didn't know how to respond, so I didn't. I have missed this man every single day since I walked out that door. Knowing I should have turned back around to try and talk to him, but I didn't.

I tried to sleep, but very little sleep came as his message kept replaying in my mind.

'I have missed you.'

PEDRO PASCAL'S POV:

I had messages from both Emilia and Lucas as soon as I left the restaurant but I held out for YN to message me, not knowing if she would or not.

But that night when she did, I fucked it up right away. I told her I missed her and she didn't respond. I am just hoping that she fell asleep or something but deep down inside, I knew I shouldn't have said anything.

So I didn't message her again. I spent most of the time texting Emilia and Lucas here and there. All I know is that his job keeps him busy but he hasn't told me what he does, but I have been busy with interviews mostly.

I was just leaving one as I walked past some law office when I saw Lucas with another man. I was about to call his name when I saw the man lean in and kiss Lucas goodbye and get in the Taxi.

I stood there, waiting for Lucas to turn around and when he did, he stopped and stared at me. I walked towards him and gave him a soft smile.

"Who was that?"

"My fiancé," a massive smile came over my face and I pulled him into my arms for a hug. "Congratulations are in order then. Let us get a drink when you have time." He looked at his phone and I assume his calendar.

"I have nothing more for this afternoon, you good with walking to The Blue Dog?" He asked me and I looked at the traffic that is nowhere near clearing up and nodded my head yes.

We walked, making small talk. People stop and ask for a photo or an autograph here and there, but he just stepped aside and watched all this.

"This normal for you?" Lucas asked me.

"Yeah, usually happens more when I have something come out." We continued our small talk until we got to the restaurant and got seated. I could see the camera flashes going off.

"So Lucas, tell me about yourself." I wanted to get to know him. He looks so much like me. You would never know he and Emilia were twins.

"Emilia and I were born on March 17th, 2000, right here in New York City. Mom came back for some nursing convention and we came early. I am the oldest one eight minutes. Grew up in Caliente, Nevada. We both graduated a year early and then went to University and then to Law School. Got hired at Cravath, Swaine & Moore right out of school."

"Sounds like you got your Mom smarts." I tried to tease.

"Yeah, and your Parents as well."

"YN told you about them?" He nodded his head yes as he took a sip of his water.

"Yup, she always told us stories. She told me how I was named after my Father and Grandfather."

"What do you mean?"

"My name is Jose Lucas, but I just go by Lucas, same with Emilia. Her name is Verónica Emilia."

I have to ask YN why she would name them after my Parents. I almost teared up at the thought of her doing that.

I heard his name being called and I saw that Lucas was waving at someone behind me. "I hope you don't mind, Emilia told me she was close by and I invited her."

The two of us stood up and I pulled the chair out for her and helped get her settled. She kissed her brother on the cheek and she smiled at me.

I am still stunned at how much she looks like her Mother.

"I hope I am not intruding."

"Not at all, this is a happy surprise," I told her and I was being truthful.

The three of us talked as we spent the afternoon together. I found out so much about them. Emilia is a Wedding Coordinator and organising her brothers Wedding.

"It helps with Brandon lives right next door and I can just stop over at any time." She teases her brother.

"Is that how you two met?" I asked.

"Yup, the first day Mom and she moved into their new place, I show up to put together some furniture and there he was, helping the two of them to move in. At first, I thought he was just hitting on them but to my surprise, he was flirting with me and well, we have been inseparable ever since."

Lucas left to use the washroom before we were leaving and it was just Emilia and me alone for the first time.

She winced slightly and I gave her a concerned look. "Baby is kicking."

"Do you know what you are having?"

"A girl, already have the name picked out, the nursery is all set to go thanks to Brandon and Lucas."

"What else do you need?"

"I am having a baby shower soon, so I have no idea what my friends have gotten me or my family, but I will let you know when after."

Lucas came back at that moment, and the three of us headed out the door. "I hope we can do this again sometime," I told them.

"We can set something up when I get a chance to look at my calendar at work. Got a big case coming up, so my weekends and evenings will be tied up with that for a while." Lucas said.

"And I have another wedding that I am working on, but I can make time for you. Just let me know your schedule." Emilia said.

I agreed and the three of us went in opposite directions, but I was on the phone with my sister, ready to drop this massive surprise on her.

Part 2

[babyangelsky]

BL Challenge 2k24 ✨Day 15✨

Hello and welcome to @negrowhat's 15 Day BL Challenge! Full challenge can be found here.

5 Bestest Besties

We did it! We made it to the last day of the challenge! Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read through my posts and a big thank you to Eboni especially for putting this challenge together! I had a great time doing it 🥰

In case you missed any of my posts, here they are: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14

And now onto all of our besties!

Toh, Jao, Daisy, and Som in Secret Crush on You

♡ gif by @pharawee from this set

This may be my favorite friend group in any show I've ever seen. Period. The extended friend group is also incredible but these four are the core. It all begins with them. They're so loving and supportive and kind to one another. Watching them is pure comfort and joy. If you haven't seen SCOY, go. Run. It's worth it for them alone.

Uea and Jade in Bed Friend/Middleman's Love

♡ gif by @alienwlw from this set

Believe me when I tell you I would lasso the moon for Uea and Jade. They're each other's rocks. They're each other's comfort. They bring each other so much love and sweetness that it makes me want to cry. These two were going to bat for each other long before King and Mai came along and they didn't stop even after they'd both entered into relationships. Their friendship means everything to me. EVERYTHING.

Kuea and Diao/Lian and Yi in Cutie Pie/Naughty Babe

♡ gif by @gunsatthaphan from this set

One of my very favorite things about the Cutie Pie cinematic universe is how much weight and importance is given to friendship. It's on par with the romance and sometimes even supersedes it. This is true especially for Kuea and Diao. These two take pride of place to each other over their husbands. They're ride or die for each other first before they're ride or die for their husbands.

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All four of these men are terrible at communicating in their relationships (even though they do improve) but in their friendships? No secrets, no miscommunication; only complete openness and honesty.

Zong Yi and Ai Di in Kiseki: Dear to Me

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My love for Kiseki is as boundless as the sea but the only thing I wish they'd given us more of is this friendship because it was fucking great. I love when a feral boi adopts a gentle boi and becomes his protector the way Ai Di did for Zong Yi, in prison and beyond. They always gave each other an ear, a shoulder, advice, comfort, whatever the other one needed. We deserved more of them.

Lom and Yiwa in Wedding Plan

This story simply would not exist if Lom and Yiwa didn't love each other and weren't fiercely loyal to each over absolutely everything. They kept each other's secrets. They gave each other a lifeline. They each moved heaven and earth to ensure the other got the love and happiness they deserved despite what it cost them and they would do it again.

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When Shakespeare wrote keep thy friend under thy own life's key, this kind of friendship is exactly what he meant.

[ilyasorokinn]

just like dad , rooster

note, this is my application to join top gun tumblr. so.... slay! anyways, i love rooster as a dad and might make this a little au family series. haven't thought that far into the future. if people enjoy this, lmk if you want to see a little family series. another note, i promise all my fics aren't dad content. i have three other fics in my drafts (all top gun related) that aren't dad content. pair, bradley "rooster" bradshaw x reader summary, bradley left for a mission two days ago, and his daughter, jamie, misses him. so y/n helps take her mind off it. warnings, children word count, 849 words (shorty but a goodie)

(gif not mine)

Bradley had only been gone on his mission for 2 days but you could tell that Jamie was taking it hard. She always did whenever he went away. It wasn't even a long mission, but it always felt like an eternity to Jamie in her 4-year-old brain.

"When's daddy coming home?" Jamie had been asking that question all morning.

"In two days." You answered as you set a plate of fruit in front of her.

"That's so far away." She whined, picking at the strawberries on her plate.

You watched her eat her breakfast before a thought popped into your head, "I have an idea." Once she was done eating breakfast, you both got ready and headed for the mall.

"Do you know what that says?" You asked Jamie as you approached the store. She shook her head, but her eyes were drawn to all the colorful bears lining the walls of the store.

"Bears." She pointed.

"Yeah." You set her down and let her run around, looking at all the bears. When she finally picked out a bear, you moved over to the sound station.

You played her a couple voicemails that Rooster had left and she finally made up her mind after listening to all of them, "Hi, Jamie-Jam! Daddy misses you, and I'll be home real soon. I love you, and don't forget to give mommy a big kiss for me."

She stuffed it, gave the heart a big kiss, then placed it inside the back of the bear. After getting him all sewed up, she wandered around the clothing area. Lots of accessories for her new bear caught her attention, but when she saw the pair of sunglasses, her eyes went wide, and she made an immediate beeline over to them.

You couldn't help but laugh as she passed up the pair of pink sunglasses, that you knew would match the pair she had at home, in favor of the aviators.

After finding the accessories, you made your way over to the name station, "What do you want to name your bear?" She pursed her lips and thought about it for a second.

"Goose." She answered and your heart melted.

"All right, Goose it is." You nodded, typing it into the computer.

-

Two days after getting Goose, Rooster was walking up the pathway towards your house, a smile gracing his lips as he spotted the sign you always put up for him when he got back from missions.

He used his key and before he could even push open the door, Jamie was throwing the door open and greeting him with a big squeal, "Daddy!"

"Hi, baby!" He picked her up and spun her around, "Come on, let's go inside." He carried both Jamie and his bag inside. Jamie talked his ear off the entire time as he carried her inside and towards the dining table.

You popped out of the kitchen, where you were making a mid-day snack for you and Jamie before your husband came through the doors, and locked eyes with Rooster, smiling as he listened to everything Jamie told him, not taking his eyes off her for a minute.

"Hey, Jam?" You grabbed her attention, "Want to go show daddy your new friend?" Jamie nodded eagerly, hopped off her dad's lap, and ran to her room.

He pushed his chair out, letting you take residence on one of his legs. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his around your waist.

"How was it?" You asked, playing with the hairs on the nape of his neck.

He hummed, "Not too bad. Went quicker than we thought it would."

"Hmm, explains why you're home earlier."

"It's only a couple hours."

"Still." You shrugged. Right before you could say anything else, Jamie came running back in, holding Goose in her arms. You pushed yourself off his lap and let Jamie take your place. She showed her dad the bear, who also let out a laugh when he saw the sunglasses.

"Look at this." He looked at the bear, taking it all in.

"We went to Build-A-Bear and got a bear. Squeeze him." You instructed, and Rooster followed your instructions.

He smiled when he heard the recording, "That's me."

"So now, we'll always have a part of you while you're not here, saving the world." You smiled.

"He has sunglasses, just like you do." Jamie showed him.

"I can see that."

"Tell daddy what his name is." Rooster looked from you to Jamie.

"Goose." You saw Rooster's eyes soften and he smiled, almost tearfully, pulling Jamie into a hug.

"And what did you tell your class you want to be when you grew up?"

"I want to be like you, daddy."

"You want to be like me?"

"I want to fly in the sky." She told him. You thought, judging by the look on his face, he would burst straight into tears.

He gathered himself, "3 generations of Bradshaw pilots? The Navy won't know what hit 'em." He held out his fist, and Jamie gave him one of those exploding fistbumps.

-

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[clementine-writes-things]

Daddy Issues - E.N

Summary: Y/n had a terrible childhood growing up. We won't go too into it, but she just really lacked in loving parents. Because of this, she just wanted someone to love her and treat her right, never getting love growing up. She also had a hard time trusting men. Well, until Edward Nygma that is. She fell hard for him and she knew it. Y/n loved everything about him, the way he talked to her, the way he looked, spoke, acted, smelled, everything. But she could never work up the courage to admit her love. And she didn't need to. Because he already knew. She was just too oblivious to see it. And that's why he loved to tease her. Until one day, he decided that teasing wasn't enough... (Takes place in Season 3 but Edward has long hair in this cuz I said so <3) Also, I know Jerome didn't hang out with these people and he was in Arkham in season 3, but I haven't included him in a fanfic yet so he's gonna be in this one. (P.S: I had a lot of fun writing this, adding in very funny comedic bits and more characters because I want to experiment with adding more characters instead of focusing on just two, yk? So I'm sorry if this sucks...)

Content Warning: Daddy issues, daddy kink, sir kink, weed, slight blood, knife, alcohol, flirting back and forth, explicit language, sexual themes, suggestive dialogue, fluff, steamy fluff? Idk how to explain lol you'll see. Y/n is 25 and Ed is 30 in this. Jerome and y/n are besties in this and I love it. (Edward knows about y/n's daddy issues) Possible part 2 if this is received well.

Word count: 7,910

Songs for Inspo:

Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood (y/n)

LET ME SEE YA MOVE! - Lumi Athena, cade clair (edward)

Say Yes To Heaven - Lana Del Rey (y/n)

Smoke - Cowbell Cult, Joehdah (edward)

all I want is you - Rebzyyx, hoshie star (y/n)

In My Head - Bedroom (both)

Megalomaniac - KMFDM (edward)

Lovers From The Past - Mareux (both)

kitty phonk - soviss (song on headphones plus I just love this song)

party addict - kets4eki, Nosgov, kojo (edward)

Honeymoon - Lana Del Rey (y/n)

GOOD LOYAL THOTS - Odetari (edward)

Killer - Mareux (edward)

ecstasy (slowed) - SUICIDIAL-IDOL (their relationship dynamic)

HYPNOTIC DATA (SLOWED & REVERBED) - ODECORE, Odetari (edward) (song that plays in club cuz it fits perfectly)

Ultraviolence - Lana Del Rey (y/n)

(oh my god I am so lucky to have found this gif wtf there are barely ANY good gifs of him with long hair. this is like getting a super shiny limited edition pokemon card...they should have let him grow even a SLIGHT stubble...)

READ BELOW CUT

It was normal for Barbara Kean to keep her doors to her club open for her friends. We'll not necessarily open. Her friends had keys to the club, so all they needed to do was unlock the door, walk in, and lock it behind them. Not only was it a club, but on the upper floor was a whole apartment like area. Instead of walls separating it from the club, it was an iron railing, allowing you to look down on the club. There was a spiral staircase on each side of the club, leading up to the next floor. This is usually where her friends would hang out. Most of her friends just had to tell her if they were coming over. All except for one, that is.

Y/f/n.

Y/n grew up on the streets of Gotham, not having a great family life. Her mother had died when she was very young and her dad had no love for his own daughter. One day, he left his daughter when she was 13 and never came back. That's when she started living on the streets. Barbara met her through Selina Kyle. She told Barbara that y/n helped her survive on the streets and Barbara appreciated y/n for that. Once they met, the two became very close. Now, y/n was free to go into Barbara's club whenever, sometimes even climbing through the windows. Who do you think taught Selina all of that? Though, don't think that y/n was a criminal. She hated stealing. Selina knew this, which is why she would usually help get food for y/n. But now, Barbara was helping too. Barbara, being friends with a lot of 'super criminals' was looked at as odd for being friends with a sweet kind girl like y/n. But, when everyone met her, they saw why. Ever since then, y/n became sort of an 'honorary' member of the 'group'. It was almost comical really, she would sometimes end up walking in on a meeting about a heist or a murder plot and she'd pretend not to hear and just get some cereal and watch a movie. Which is exactly what y/n had planned to do that day. Well, mainly just go to Barbara's. She wasn't sure if she wanted to eat cereal.

With a large leap, she launched herself onto the balcony that was attached to Barbara's club. She stood up fully, stretching out her back as she walked into the club. She had headphones on, listening to her music as she walked in, not paying attention to who else might be in the room. She nodded her head back and forth, tapping her hip to the rhythm as she walked across the floor, looking at the music that played on her phone. The music playing through her headphones was so loud that anyone around her could definitely hear it too. Eventually, she looked up and her eyes got wide as she saw people sitting at the bar. There was Oswald, which she had slowly become friends with, Barbara of course, Victor Zsasz who surprised her by being pretty chill when he wasn't killing people, Jerome Valeska who shockingly enjoyed y/n's company and did his best not to talk about 'violent' things around her. What was even more surprising is that y/n had become very good friends with the crazy clown. But, the only person that caused y/n to blush was..

Edward Nygma.

She shivered, looking at everyone stare at her. Barbara was saying something towards her, muffled by the music. However, y/n still flustered from Edward being there caused her to not notice. She gulped, waving awkwardly to everyone causing Barbara to facepalm. She turned towards the people at the bar, saying something to them before she walked over to y/n. She waved in front of y/n's face, snapping her fingers. Y/n flinched, shaking her head. Clearing her throat, she took the headphones off and put them around her neck, the music still playing. Barbara was the only person y/n wasn't shy around. It wasn't like she wasn't talkative, but she got a little shy every now and then. Especially around such devious criminals.

"H-Hi..." She said awkwardly.

"Hey honey, you ok? I didn't expect you to come over." She commented.

"Yeah, well, it's been raining pretty hard outside lately. I figured it would be ok if I came in here for a bit?" She said.

"Oh shit yeah, you're soaking wet and shivering! Of course that's ok honey. Do you want to take a hot shower too?" She asked, concerned for her well-being.

Everyone at the bar looked at the balcony outside through the glass door. Wind was blowing heavily and rain was pouring down by the gallons. They felt cold just looking at it.

"That would be n-n-nice. I th-think I left a change of clothes here too. I'll ch-change into th-those after I shower." She said, shivering as she walked up the staircase, leaving dribbles of water on the floor behind her.

Barbara sighed to herself, shaking her head. She walked back behind the bar, taking a sip of her wine. Jerome cackled in his usual creepy way, even though he had no intention of being creepy. Barbara tilted her head and raised an eyebrow.

"What?" She asked.

"It's just hilarious. Every time she sees us she freezes up and is surprised every single time. It never gets old." He laughed.

"Yeah, well, I don't think we're the ones making her get like that." Oswald said, looking at Edward.

"Hm? Oh, sorry were you talking to me? All I heard was this annoying bird squawking." Edward replied dully.

Jerome cackled loudly and Victor chuckled next to him, taking a sip of his Shirley Temple. Yes, this man asked for a Shirley Temple at a bar. He loved them and he was not ashamed of it. He grabbed the maraschino cherry and bit it, throwing the stem away.

"You aren't gonna tie it in a knot with your tongue?" Oswald joked in his usual snarky tone.

"Shut up." He grumbled.

"I just think it's funny that she thought we we're having an 'evil meeting' when we're really just having drinks together. How that girl survived on the streets is beyond me. She's too sweet for this city" Barbara sighed.

"That's for damn sure." Jerome added.

The group started to chat again, discussing every day things. They talked about things that ranged from the weather all the way toward politics. If random people on the streets saw them talking at a bar like this, they would think they were plotting a murder and run away screaming. And while they did do that sometimes, they still were friends and liked to have normal conversations as well. It wasn't that strange to think about, really. After around 30 minutes went by, Barbara looked up towards the balcony. Y/n was taking a while.

"She's taking a long time..." She said.

"You think she slipped and fell in the shower?" Jerome laughed, finding it funny but also slightly worried as well.

"No. Well...maybe..." Barbara's eyes widened.

As if right on cue, y/n came down the spiral staircase, hand gripped tight on the railing as they came down. Her change of clothes was a pair of soft pink sweatpants, a pair of fluffy socks, and a black shirt that was one size too big for her. On the shirt was a picture of Jesse Pinkman from Breaking Bad with the word 'babygirl' underneath it and a pink bow on his head. (pls that's so real) Her headphones were once again over her ears and her hair was completely dry, suggesting that she took a while so she could blow dry her hair. Turning to everyone she waved, giving a very wide and cheesy smile.

"Is that my shirt?" Barbara asked.

Everyone looked at the shirt and Jerome burst out in laughter, no surprise. Victor smirked in amusement. Oswald just sipped his martini with an eyebrow raised. However, Edward kept his eyes on y/n, taking in her features with his dull and tired eyes. Y/n took off her headphones.

"No actually, it's MY shirt that YOU keep stealing. Jesse is MY babygirl. Keep your paws off my husband." Y/n stated, kissing two of her fingers and placing them on Jesse's lips.

"Your husband?" Barbara asked, placing a hand on her hip.

Jerome got up from his seat, walking 'sophisticatedly' towards y/n. He placed an arm around their shoulders. Clearing his throat, he held his hand out to everyone, as if making an announcement.

"Lady and gentlemen, this...meth addict and drug dealer is y/n's husband. I was there when it happened. I practically gave her away." He stated.

Oswald chuckled and took another sip of his martini.

"Wait, what? What does that even mean?" He asked.

Edward stood up from his spot, walking over toward the opposite side of the bar so he could face y/n and Jerome. He leaned back, propping his arm up on the counter, glass of scotch in hand. He found the conversation interesting. Y/n blushed when she saw him look at her and wink.

"Well, y/n would you like to explain? You are the wife after all." He said.

"Y-Yes, thank you Jerome. Well, one night when I was staying over here, I decided to rewatch Breaking Bad for the....what is it? 12th time?" She asked Jerome.

He held up both of his hands, counting each finger. Once he was done, he bent over and pretended to count his toes. He rubbed his chin, tapping his foot on the ground.

"Carry the one, divide the 2, move the decimal...14th actually."

"Yes, 14th time. Well, Jerome was watching it with me. And I , who was totally not sleep deprived-"

"Yeah, and I was definitely not high." Jerome added, crossing his arms over his chest in defense.

Everyone collectively rolled their eyes. Even right now he smelled like weed.

"Yes, I who was not sleep deprived looked at Jerome and said... 'I wanna marry that little bitch.' and pointed to Jesse on the tv." She said confidently.

"And as her friend who was not high, well, naturally I supported the decision! So I helped y/n write her vows and wham bam thank you ma'am. Married. Case closed. She kissed him and everything." He finished the story.

Edward tilted his head down, looking at them through his glasses. Chuckling he took a sip of his scotch and placed it back on the counter.

"Kissed him? Y/n, did you kiss the TV?" He asked, staring at her.

"Um..." She mumbled.

"My client would prefer not to comment on that. And if you saw any tissues on the ground near the TV it was NOT because I was crying. I do NOT cry at weddings." He said.

"Yeah, he does NOT cry at weddings." She repeated.

The room got real silent, the only sound being the wind and rain outside. Jerome coughed very loudly and exaggeratedly, breaking the silence.

"You guys are fucking weird." Barbara said.

"Thank you!" Jerome said.

"Alright, I gotta get going. I have a hit I have to do tonight. Client wants it to be real bloody. Like guts everywhere and bones broken an-" Victor looked up.

Jerome had covered y/n's ears, glaring at him. His scarred face making him look like a muppet as he frowned. Victor chuckled.

"Uh, I mean. I gotta run errands. Anyways, I'll see you all soon. Nice seeing you y/n. Good luck with your uh, marriage. He's a real catch." He winked, walking up to her and punching her lightly on the shoulder before leaving.

"I must be going as well. Pity. I was truly enjoying this conversation. Very riveting hearing your drug induced wedding. But, alas, I am required else where." He said.

Standing up, he gave Barbara a hug and also gave y/n one. With his limp, he grabbed his cane and left the building as well. Barbara shrugged.

"Anyone else leaving?" She asked.

"I was hoping I could stay here for the night. Is that ok Barbie?" Y/n asked, calling her friend by her nickname for her.

"You already know the answer to that, hun." She winked.

"Oh! Can I stay too!" Jerome asked, jumping up and down.

"Ugh, you can't stay the night. But you can hang out longer if you want."

"Fair enough."

"What about you Ed, you staying too? I've got to go out and do some business about the club. Make sure our supplies are still good and coming in on time."

He shrugged, sipping his scotch. Truthfully, he didn't know if he wanted to stay longer. But, then he looked at y/n and smiled. She blushed instantly. That's when he made up his mind.

"Sure, why not. I've got nothing else to do."

"Oh boo, ruining our fun." Jerome fake pouted.

"You mean interrupt your Breaking Bad session?"

"Maybe..." Y/n and Jerome said in unison.

"Alright, well you kids have fun. Mom has to go out and provide for the family. Y/n sweetie, remember don't eat too much sugar tonight or you won't sleep." She joked, grabbing her coat and purse as she walked out.

"Oh whatever." Y/n rolled her eyes.

"We can still eat sugar, right?" Jerome asked, leaning in her ear.

"Fuck yeah." She said, fist bumping him.

"Oh joy, I get to hang around a lunatic and a stray street girl hyped up on sugar. Lucky me." He groaned, following them upstairs.

Y/n and Jerome had already ran up the stairs completely. Jerome sat down on the couch, getting Netflix hooked up so they could watch Breaking Bad. The two of them had only started rewatching the show 3 days ago and were already starting season 3. They really did love the show, and Jerome honestly found Jesse Pinkman to be quite attractive as well. So, the two friends would never admit it, but they shared Jesse as a husband. Edward looked towards the kitchen and saw that y/n was looking through the fridge with her headphones on. He smirked, noticing how she was swaying to the beat of whatever she was listening to. He looked back towards Jerome and they made eye contact. Jerome, along with everyone in the group, knew how y/n felt about Edward. And Jerome knew a lot about his friend, he didn't just know that she liked Edward, he knew exactly why she liked Edward. He knew what she liked about him.

"Y/n's been talking about you a lot man." Jerome said.

"Hm, really? Interesting." He said, hanging up his coat on the coat rack along with his hat.

"Yeah, won't shut up about you."

Edward hummed, sitting down in the armchair. He clenched and unclenched his fists, his knuckles sore from getting in a fight with someone earlier. He groaned softly.

"Look, I'm telling you this because I know y/n needs a push. Y/n plans on coming here again tomorrow night, since the club is going to be open to the public. You should go too." He said, queuing up the episode.

Edward nodded.

"Alright, I will."

"Cool, I know she'll be surprised, but she'll still love to see you."

Jerome looked over the couch, seeing that y/n was still in the kitchen. He stretched out and yawned, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a tube of red lipstick. He applied it to his lips, puckering them and making a kissy face to Edward. Ed just rolled his eyes in return. Jerome couldn't be serious for more than a minute at a time.

"Y/N HURRY UPPP! I WANNA SEE JESSE!" Jerome groaned loudly.

"SHUT UP I'M MAKING A SANDWICH! AND DON'T MAKE A JOKE ABOUT ME BEING A WOMAN IN THE KITCHEN!"

"Fucking damn it..." He pouted, crossing his arms over his chest as he slumped into the couch.

Edward chuckled, standing up from his spot and walking into the kitchen. Approaching y/n he reached out, placing a hand on her shoulder lightly. She turned around, ready to fling mayo into Jerome's face. But, when she saw Edward she froze in place, a blush crossing her face. He smirked, slivers of his teeth peeking out from under his lips. She took off her headphones, turning the music off.

"Need some help?" He offered.

"U-Uh, no I'm ok. J-Just cutting off the crust on Jerome's. H-he doesn't like it." She stuttered.

"Hm. Ok. Well I'll just keep you company then." He said, leaning against the counter, facing the living room.

Y/n swallowed a lump in her throat as she grabbed a knife from the knife block. Shakily, she sliced the crusts off of the bread. She couldn't stop shaking knowing that Edward was so close to her. Not fully focused, she went to cut the last bit of crust off and sliced the tip of her finger slightly. She winced, dropping the knife on the counter. Edward noticed, walking over to her. Softly, he grabbed her wrist, moving her hand towards him so he could see it better. Blood trickled down her finger, a dot falling on the floor.

"I-I wasn't paying attention. I'm s-sorry..." She quietly sobbed.

Edward furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as to why she would apologize. He lifted her chin up, rubbing it softly with his thumb. She looked up at him through slightly teary eyes. He smiled at her softly.

"Why are you apologizing, y/n?" He asked.

"I don't k-know..."

Edward hummed.

"Do you know if Barbara keeps band-aids here?" He asked, using a napkin to wipe the blood off her finger.

"U-Um, yeah. There." She pointed to a cabinet.

Edward grabbed her other hand, motioning for her to hold the napkin on her cut. She did as he showed her. Smiling, he opened up the cabinet and saw a box of band-aids. Taking one from the box he opened it up, putting it over y/n's cut. He made sure it wasn't too tight nor too loose. Once he was done, he used his thumb to wipe a tear from under her eye.

"Why don't you go sit down, hm? I'll bring these over." He asked, but it was more like a strong suggestion.

She nodded, mouth slightly ajar. He watched as she walked over to the couch, sitting next to Jerome but close to the chair where Edward sat. He smiled to himself when he saw that. He grabbed the sandwiches, an even wider smile on his face when he realized she had laid out two more pieces of bread in case he wanted a sandwich. He wasn't hungry but he still appreciated the thought. Walking over to the couch, he gave the two of them their sandwiches.

"Thanks dad!" Jerome cheered.

"Shut up." Edward grumbled.

He sat down in the arm chair, one leg crossed over the other as he rested his arms on each of the armrests of the chair. Jerome played the episode, his attention automatically focused on the show. But, y/n was watching Edward. He had removed his gloves, placing them in the pocket of his pants. She could see the very subtle veins in his hands, only now they were highlighted from the light of the tv. She looked down at her band-aid and looked back up towards Edward. She felt her heart melt and her stomach turn into a knot. Maybe he sensed this or maybe not, but he turned to her at that moment, his face was expressionless except for the slight smile that tugged at his lips. Y/n blushed, quickly looking away from him.

For the rest of the night, they continued to watch Breaking Bad. Once it got really late, Jerome left after giving y/n a hug and saying a goodbye to her Jesse Pinkman shirt. Leaving just her and Edward. She looked at him, still sitting in the arm chair.

"Um, are you staying longer?" She asked looking at the ground nervously.

He sighed deeply, tilting his head to the left. His legs were spread slightly, his strong hands gripping the edges of the chair softly. Edward looked y/n up and down. Not in a sexual way, he just found her nervous attitude and shy posture to be entertaining.

"Do you want me to?" He asked with a slight seductive tone, eyes peering at her through glasses.

Y/n's eyes widened, her legs shaking slightly beneath her. She swallowed a lump in her throat, shocked that he asked that question. She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, knowing that his dark tired eyes were watching her. Edward awaited her response, fixing the sleeves of his shirt.

"U-Um, I'm not s-sure..." She stuttered quietly.

"Oh?" He asked, teasing her.

"I-I don't k-know if Barb w-would want you t-to. I-It's her p-place..." She mumbled, making eye contact with him for a split second.

Edward nodded.

"Mmm, that's fair. You're quite responsible aren't you?" He cooed, walking towards her.

At this point, y/n was trembling completely. She felt her heart race as he got closer and closer to her. His body casting a shadow over her. She started tugging on the bottom of her shirt, fists clenched up from her nervousness. Edward looked down and saw, gently grabbing her hands, rubbing his thumbs over her fingers.

"You're shaking, why is that y/n?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"It's j-just cold in here..." She lied.

"Mmm, no. That's not it. It's pretty warm in here." He corrected.

Letting go of her hands, Edward brought one of his hands up to her face. Using it, he tilted her chin up. His eyes looked into hers, gazing deep into her soul.

"What's the real reason, hm?" He trailed his thumb down her chin and back up to her bottom lip.

He felt y/n breathe heavily, her eyes looked up into his. She couldn't speak. She was breathless from the situation. Her heart was racing 99 miles per hour and her brain felt fuzzy from being in his presence. Edward sighed, tugging her bottom lip down slightly as he dragged his thumb off her lip.

"Hm, I guess it's just cold." He said, grabbing his jacket from off the coat rack.

Sliding his coat on, he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his gloves. Y/n watched in complete silence as he put his gloves on. Casting her a glance, he put his hat back on as well. He tilted his head slightly to the right, looking at her.

"Make sure you stay warm tonight."

Y/n snapped out of her daze.

"A-Are you leaving?" She asked, sadness evident in her voice.

"Well you decided to be responsible, which is good. So yes."

"Y-Yeah..."

"You're good for being responsible and respecting your friend. I'm proud of you." He said, brushing hair out of her face with his gloved hand.

Y/n audibly sighed, her knees shaking under his touch. Edward smirked and y/n cursed herself silently.

"Yeah, you're good. Aren't you?" He asked, giving her a slight smile.

Y/n just looked up at him, caught up in a trance.

"Hm? Well are you?" He repeated.

"Y-Yes, I am." She answered.

"Mhm, there you go. Make sure you get some rest tonight, ok?"

"O-Ok, Ed..."

"Good girl."

Without another word, Edward walked down the staircase, his shoes clacking against the metal. Slowly, y/n made her way to the banister. Leaning over it, she watched as Edward opened the door to the club, looking up at the her. He didn't say or do anything, just looked at her. And with that, he left, leaving y/n looking down longingly at where he once stood. The club felt empty without him and y/n felt her heart sink to the bottom of her stomach. Sighing, she sat down on the couch, grabbing a blanket and pulling it up over her. The warm embrace of the soft material comforted her as she thought about the way Edward looked at her. His dark eyes bore into her, a cold yet comforting gaze. His hands were rough, but when he touched her skin they felt like the softest satin money could buy. She missed his touch already. Craved it. She yawned, her eyes growing heavy as she fell asleep on the couch. Her dreams were filled with thoughts of Edward, some kind and caring, others lewd and erotic. If only those dreams were reality.

~

That morning y/n woke up, her eyes squinting as the sun shone down on her through the large window above the door to the balcony. A chuckle could be heard from behind her. Turning around, y/n slowly got off of the couch, her mouth opening wide as she yawned. Barbara stood in the kitchen, pouring a cup of coffee.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." She joked.

"Mehmehmeh meh meh mehmeh..." Y/n mocked.

Barbara rolled her eyes as she took a sip of her coffee. Y/n rubbed her eyes with her hand, using the other one to grab the pot of coffee. Grabbing a cup from the cabinet, she picked up a mug and filled it with the hot beverage. She blew on it, the steam warming up her face.

"You sleep good?" Barb asked.

"Fuck no." She groaned.

"Oh? Why?"

"Um, weird dream..." Y/n trailed, pink dusting her cheeks as she remembered her dream.

"Uh huh. Well, Edward is downstairs. He asked to see you." She said.

Y/n nearly spit out her coffee.

"R-Really?!"

"No. Just wanted to see how you'd react." She giggled.

"Oh, fuck off."

"You love me."

"Yeah yeah, whatever. You got any plans today?" Y/n asked.

"Not really. Just setting everything up for the club tonight. Why?"

"Just curious. I think I'm going to come to the club tonight. A little socializing might be fun." She replied.

"That's good! You have an outfit to wear? If not we can always go shopping together." Barbara suggested.

"No, I have something. Thank you though."

"No problem. Well, I've gotta get to work. Calls to make. Feel free to stay longer or if you have to go right now that works too. I'll see you tonight?"

"Yeah, for sure. See you later, Barbie."

Y/n groaned, placing her coffee mug down on the counter. She tried to rub the sleep out of her eyes. She yawned once again, finishing her coffee and placing the mug in the dishwasher. Going to the bathroom, she brushed her teeth, changed into a new shirt and jeans, and left the club.

For the rest of the day, y/n spent it going to the park and picking flowers. The place where she would hang out when she wasn't at Barbara's was Selina's place. As a thanks for letting her stay, she would pick flowers and put them in a vase at Selina's place. At first Selina didn't care for it, but it grew on her. She especially liked when y/n snagged a few daffodils. As she went back to Selina's, she walked in the door and was surprised to see her there.

"Oh, hey Cat." Y/n said.

"Hey girly. What's up? Nice flowers." She said, watching y/n put them in a vase with water.

"Thanks. I was wondering if I could borrow some of your makeup? I'm going to the Sirens tonight." She asked.

Selina put down the cat she was petting, letting it run across the room. A smirk grew on her face as she stood up and walked towards the vanity in the room. She reached in a drawer, grabbing a bag and pulling it out, placing it on the vanity table.

"You meeting anyone there?" She asked.

"No? Like who?" She asked, sitting down at the vanity.

"Oh, I don't know...Edward?"

Y/n looked towards her, eyes wide.

"N-No! He's not even gonna be th-there!"

"Hm, ok. Well, I hope you have fun anyways."

Y/n stuck her tongue out at her as she looked towards the vanity mirror. She put on her eyeshadow, using a skin tone as a base and putting glitter on top of it. It was subtle, but it would glow in the club lights. After that she applied eyeliner, doing a puppy liner look. Then she put on her mascara, blush, a little highlight on her nose, and pink lip gloss.

"Does this look ok?" She asked, turning towards Selina.

Her friend walked up to her, looking at what she had done. After looking for a few seconds, Selina smiled and nodded. Y/n grinned from ear to ear.

"Looks great. What are you gonna wear?" She asked.

Y/n stood up, going over to the wardrobe. She opened it, moving hangers to the side as she looked for the clothing she wanted. After a little time, she found it. A soft pink dress that ended just under her mid thigh. It had a small white lace bow that was tied on the back of it on the waist. Granted, it wasn't a perfect outfit for a club, but it was the 'fanciest' thing she had. Selina had snagged it from a really hoity toity store a few weeks ago. Holding it up, she looked at Selina.

"I like it. It's very cute, very you."

"You don't think people will look at me weird?" She asked.

"Who cares if they do? Do you want to wear the dress?"

"Well, yeah..."

"Then that's the only thing that matters. Wear it!" Selina reassured her friend.

"Yeah. You're right...what shoes should I wear?"

"Wear sneakers. Piss the rich people off and be comfortable at the same time."

"Ooh, I like that."

"I know right, it's a great idea."

Selina picked up the cat that she was petting early, deciding that she didn't get enough love from the cat and needed to pet them more. Y/n grabbed her outfit, looking at her phone for the time. She saw that it was another hour until the club opened. But, she could show up early if she wanted. After thinking for a bit, she decided to bring her clothes to Barbara's and just change there when she felt like going down to join the club. As she packed her outfit into a duffel bag, she slid on some socks and sneakers.

"You heading out?" Selina asked.

"Yeah, you gonna be ok?"

"Do you know me?"

"Good point. Alright, well just make sure you eat something ok? I'll be good on food since I'm going to Barbs." Y/n explained.

"Yes mother."

"Oh shush. I'll see you later, Cat." Y/n said, grabbing her duffel bag and leaving the building.

Y/n climbed down the fire escape, landing on her feet as she jumped off. The streets were growing dark quickly, causing y/n to pick up her pace. Anyone in Gotham knew it wasn't safe to be out at night, especially if you lived on the streets. Y/n has had too many experiences to take any more chances.

~

Y/n opened the balcony door to the club, closing them behind her as she entered. Barbara, who was all dressed up and sitting at the bar, looked towards her. She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Do you ever use the main door?" She asked.

"Nope."

"Figures. What's in the bag? A body?"

"What!? No! It's my clothes!"

"Kidding, hun. I figured that's what it was. You getting changed here?" She took a sip of her drink.

"Yeah, gonna go do that now. The club opens in a few minutes, right?"

"Yeah, can't wait to see your outfit. Go change quickly!"

Y/n smiled, rushing up the staircase nearly tripping over a step. Barbara heard her close the bathroom door, grinning to herself as she walked to the main doors. Opening them up, she gave welcoming smiles to all the people that walked in. What started as a trickle of people quickly turned into a rush of people coming in. The club was full. Not packed entirely, but close enough. It was at this time that y/n came back down the staircase in her dress. Barbara walked up to her, looking at her outfit choice.

"Cute! Better than everyone else's outfits. Barf city." She fake gagged.

"You really think so?" She asked.

"Of course. The sneakers are a nice touch too. I should have worn some too, but I have to 'represent'. Boring."

Y/n chuckled, giving her friend a hug. Barbara hugged her back, giving her a quick peck on the cheeks as well. When the two friends stopped hugging, they walked over to the bar. Barbara ordered a grasshopper and offered y/n one. But, y/n shook her head, instead ordering a glass of cranberry juice. She didn't plan on getting drunk in a place that was full of strangers. You never know what could happen. Even if it was at a place you were familiar with. Too many weirdos. Y/n held onto her drink at all times, hand over the top of the glass when she wasn't drinking it.

"You gonna dance? I put some of your songs on tonight's playlist since you said you were coming over. Thought you might appreciate them." Barbara asked.

"You did? Barb, you're so sweet. I'll definitely dance when a song of mine comes on. Will you join me?"

"I'd love to. But, with these heels? Not likely." She chuckled.

Y/n nodded, giggling. She took a sip of her cranberry juice, finishing the glass. Placing it on the counter, she used her thumb to wipe a drop of the liquid off her lips. Barbara laughed at the sight, though, her laugh slowly fell and her lips turned into a subtle smirk as she looked behind y/n. Y/n was confused, not sure what she was looking at.

"Hello, Nygma. I didn't know you'd be here tonight." Barbara said.

Y/n felt her whole body freeze up, her shoulders tensing. Her interactions with him from last night replayed in her head like a slideshow. She felt a chill go down her spine and she swallowed a lump in her throat.

"Thought I'd swing by, I was already dressed up." He replied suavely.

"Well, enjoy the party. You too y/n, I'm going to go greet people." She said, winking at y/n before walking away.

Y/n mentally cursed Barbara for leaving her alone with Edward. Granted, they were in a club full of other people, dancing and drinking. But, being so close to him made her feel like he was the only one in the room. He made her nervous.

"It's rude to ignore someone, you know..." He commented, his voice smooth like velvet.

Y/n turned around suddenly, her face heating up as she made eye contact with him. He flashed her a small grin, the tip of his canine getting caught on his bottom lip slightly. Y/n moaned mentally, looking him up and down. He wore his usual attire, but his posture made him look like a whole other person. It was like pure magic.

"S-Sorry, I just d-didn't expect you to be here..." Y/n admitted.

"Hm, you look nice. That color suits you."

Y/n blushed, trying to hide her face.

"Thank you. You look nice too." She replied.

"Yeah? Well, thank you."

Edward looked down at her shoes, chuckling to himself when he saw that she wore sneakers.

'Cute.' He thought to himself.

He raised his gloved hand up, holding two fingers out. The bartender looked over, walking over to him. Edward placed some cash on the counter as he leaned against it.

"Scotch on the rocks, please." He asked.

The bartender nodded, putting ice in a glass and pouring scotch into it. Taking the cash, he slid the drink over to Edward who grabbed it tightly. He tilted his head back slightly, letting the burning liquid trickle down his throat. Y/n watched as his adams apple bobbed up and down, his jawline prominent as he swallowed.

"Staring is rude too." He stated simply as he put down the drink.

Y/n quickly looked away, focusing on a part of the wall across from her. Edward looked towards her, adjusting the hat on his head. He smirked, watching his hands as he clenched and unclenches his fists. Y/n flickered her eyes towards them, looking away once again as quick as possible.

"Sorry..." She mumbled.

"There's no need for that, y/n. You just need to learn some manners..." He smirked suggestively.

Y/n's eyes widened, looking up at him. Edward returned the gaze, taking a sip of his scotch while he did so. He phrased what he said just casually enough to not be considered a sexual comment. But, he emphasized the last part, making sure y/n picked up on his double entendre. He felt proud when he noticed that she did indeed notice it.

Barbara walked over, breaking the sexual tension between the two of them. She tapped y/n on the shoulder, getting her attention. Looking at her, y/n smiled and greatly appreciated her interference.

"One of your favorite songs is playing next." She said, turning to Edward after.

"You should dance with her. Y/n asked me to dance with her but I can't since I'm greeting people." She said.

Y/n looked up at the ceiling, frustration evident on her face. Her grip on the counter tightened, her knuckles turning white. Edward smirked at the sight, turning towards Barbara and noticing that she winked at him.

"Sounds fun to me. Y/n's music is always intriguing."

"Great! Just thought I'd come over and let you both know. Have fun!" She said before leaving.

Edward looked back towards y/n, his eyes meeting hers. He had a mischievous glint in his eye and y/n picked up on that. Reaching down to his glass, he took another sip of his scotch. He sighed, gliding his tongue across his lips as he watched her fidget with her hands before him.

"Do you wanna dance with me?" He asked.

"What? U-Um, yes. Well, maybe..." She stuttered.

Edward used two fingers to lift her chin up. He smiled down at her, gliding his hand across her jaw, tracing the bone with his thumb. Y/n shivered underneath his touch, goosebumps rising on her skin.

"You're shaking. Just like last night. Are you cold again?" He asked.

"N-No, not this time..." She sighed.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Then what's the reason this time?" He asked playfully.

She looked at him, biting her lip softly. Edward hummed, his lip tugged up into a small smile. Y/n didn't need to say anything, for he knew what her answer was just from looking into her eyes. Her heavy breathing being her number one give away.

"Hmm, not a verbal confession but, your eyes tell me enough. Perhaps I'll get you to admit it by the end of the night." He said ominously.

The song that was currently playing faded out, signaling that y/n's song was about to play. Grinning, Edward held out his hand, gesturing for her to take it. She did, albeit slowly, and he led her to a spot where they could dance. Edward, not sure what the song was just swayed his body slightly, hips going with him. It was a subtle dance and fit his persona well. In a whole club full of people grinding and dancing like no tomorrow, he was there doing minimal movements. Y/n, who was known to dance like a maniac, decided to just sway in synch with Edward. The bass from the song rumbled the ground, shaking through their bones. Edward listened to the lyrics as best as he could in such a loud and crowded setting. He realized how well-fitting this song was for their current scenario. Smirking, he reached forward and placed his hand on the small of her back, causing her to jump slightly. He pulled her close to him, his glasses glinting in the purple light of the club. Y/n moaned softly, slightly drowned out by the music, but she was close enough to Edward that he could hear it. He leaned down towards her ear.

"You like that?" He whispered, tightening his grip on her.

She whined, nodding her head softly. Edward chuckled to himself, feeling confident in the strobe lights and loud music that surrounded him. The feeling of her close to him making his heart race and stomach turn.

"Why don't you tell Edward what you think of him?" He strongly suggested in her ear, his hand trailing up her back.

She stuttered, nervous from the situation. Edward tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. He placed a kiss underneath her ear, letting his breath fan on her neck.

"C'mon, I know you can do it. I believe in you. Tell me, do you love me?" He cooed.

Y/n let out a shaky breath, nodding softly.

"Yes..."

Edward grinned from ear to ear, his hand trailing up to the base of her neck. The two of them were still swaying to the beat of the song. He stopped abruptly, rubbing her neck with his thumb.

"Good job, darling. I'm proud of you." He praised.

"Proud of me?" She repeated.

"Of course, y/n. So proud." He reassured.

Y/n just stared at him, mouth slightly ajar as she spaced out. His words caught her off guard. No one had ever said they were proud of her before. Her heart skipped a beat. Edward chuckled, cupping her face with his hand.

"What are you think about, hm?"

"You."

"What about me?"

"I want you to kiss me..."

Edward raised an eyebrow, amused at her bluntness. He once again rubbed the base of her neck with his thumb, watching her close her eyes in pleasure.

"You do? Me? A vicious criminal? Aren't you scared of me?" He smirked.

"Of course I am..." She gasped softly.

Edward placed his hand on the middle of her chest. He closed his eyes as he felt her heartbeat. It was racing, fast. Groaning softly, he opened his eyes and leaned in close to y/n. She leaned in too, eyes closing. He chuckled.

"I'm not kissing you here, darling. Why don't you come with me..." He said.

She nodded, following him close behind. Edward led her up the spiral staircase, not caring who was watching them. He didn't care if people got suspicious or spread gossip. 'Did you see the Riddler has a new girl?'. He could care less. Once they reached the top of the stairs, Edward placed a hand on her hip.

"Do you have a bedroom here?" He asked.

She nodded, pointing to the door on the left in the hallway. He nodded, grabbing her hand softly and leading her to it. Opening the door for her, he let her go in first. When he was inside, he closed it behind him, locking it for good measure. He turned back to y/n, seeing how nervous she looked. Smiling, he looked over the room, eyes landing on a chair. Walking over, he sat down on it, legs spread slightly. Y/n looked at him, her chest heaving. Sighing, he removed his coat, placing it on the floor, not caring if it got dirty. Edward took off his hat as well, tossing it on the bed. His slightly long and messy hair was revealed more, causing y/n to stare at it for a little while. She always loved his current hair style. It suited him so well. He rolled up the sleeves of his white button up undershirt. The muscles and subtly veins in his forearms catching y/n's attention.

"What did I say about staring, y/n? It's bad manners."

Y/n nodded.

"You were so good last night, are you going to be good for me again?" He asked, head resting against the back of the chair.

"Yes daddy..." She sighed softly.

Edward felt butterflies in his stomach when she called him that. He smirked, tilting his head to the side slightly. Y/n walked closer to him, a small amount of distance between them still.

"Daddy?" He repeated.

She immediately backed away, her eyes wide. Her face turned red from embarrassment. She sat down on the bed, hiding her face in her hands. Edward found it amusing. It was quiet for a little bit.

"Do I make you feel acknowledged, y/n?" He asked, breaking the silence.

She lifted her head up.

"What? Um, I guess so, yeah..." She sniffled.

He gestured her over with his hand, smiling when she walked over to him. Reaching out, he placed his hands on the back of her thighs. Y/n blushed at the touch.

"Do I make you feel loved?"

She nodded.

"Yes..."

"That's all you've ever wanted, isn't it? To be loved?"

She nodded again.

"You never got that growing up, did you? Poor thing..."

She shook her head.

"I'll love you, y/n. Like you deserve to be loved."

"You will?" She asked.

He nodded, patting his lap. She swallowed a lump in her throat as she slowly sat down on his lap. He groaned at the feeling of her on top of him. Edward moved his gloves hands up to her face, rubbing it gently. She pressed her face gently into his touch.

"You're so pretty, y/n. You know that?" He cooed.

"You are too..."

He chuckled.

"You think I'm pretty?" He questioned.

"Uh, no. Um..."

"No, it's ok. I take that as a compliment. I've heard if a man is called pretty it's the highest compliment." He said.

She nodded.

"You want me to kiss you, hun?"

"Yes please..."

"So polite..."

Edward moved his left hand down to her hip, placing his hand gently on it. His other hand slithered to the back of her neck, holding onto it firmly yet gently. He looked down to her lips, then back to her eyes. Without saying anything, he brought her towards him, placing his lips softly onto hers. She moaned quietly, muffled by the kiss. Leaning into the kiss, she placed her hands on his chest. Their lips moved against each other in synch. Fireworks went off in both of their stomachs. After a few more seconds, Edward pulled away from her. His hand on her neck moved back towards her face, gliding his thumb across her bottom lip.

"Good?" He asked.

"Amazing..."

Y/n moved closer to him, her leg brushing against his crotch as she did so. Edward groaned, his pants starting to feel tight. Y/n leaned down, kissing him again, catching him off guard. He smiled into the kiss, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her off gently.

"And what are you doing?" He questioned.

"I want more..." She said.

"Oh no, not this soon sweetheart. I'm not going to do that to you. I still need to take you out on a few dates before we can even start to think about that." He said, rubbing her thigh gently.

She frowned, upset at first. But as she thought about it, she agreed that that was the best thing to do. She appreciated that he didn't expect or even want sex from her right away.

"Can we do something else...?" She asked, curiously.

"Hm? Like what, hun?"

"Like..."

Y/n leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her head against him. Edward, caught off guard, just smiled at first. He laughed, placing his hands on her back. With one hand he rubbed circles into her back and with the other he trailed up to the back of her neck and held her against him. Y/n sighed happily, her heartrate slowing down as she relaxed.

"Tired?" He asked, amusement in his voice.

"Mhm..." She mumbled softly.

"Then you get some rest, sweetheart. I'll hold you for as long as you need."

~

(sorry if this is formatted weird or if there are spelling errors, its 1 am and I'm TIRED <3 so deal with it. lmk if you want a part 2!)

[will-noble-owns-my-ass]

You Will Be Found IV || Cal Knight

(Not my GIF)

Cal stood looking at the entrance of the Holby City Emergency Department. He was excited to go back to work there. Of course he was. Things had changed, he would adapt, he knew he would. But he also knew that it would take time. Some big changes had happened since he was last here.

His sister had a house now. He had a nephew now. He was Uncle Cal, and the change he was most proud of? His sister and her best friend were his bosses. He was snapped out of his thoughts by a little "Say hello to Uncle Cal." He looked over and saw his sister and her little family.

"Hey Amy, Rash." He smiled

"You okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine."

She looked at him for a second. Rash stepped in then. Taking Isaac from her gently and kissing her cheek "I'll take him to the creche. I'll be back and ready for debrief."

"Thanks love, see you soon. Love you both."

"Love you too. Say bye mum." he said quietly to Isaac as he made him wave at her gently. She smiled and waved back a little "Have a good day." She smiled as they walked toward the creche.

Cal smiled, wrapping his arm around her shoulder "You really are happy aren't you?"

"I am." She smiled and looked up at him. "Right you. Tell me what's going on in your head."

"Nah. Nothing. I'm fine."

"Yeah. Cause standing staring outside the Emergency Department is fine. Come on so, come through to the office. I've got your ID in my desk."

"Okay." He took a deep breath and started following het in slowly. She stopped walking then, looking back at him. "Oh my God! That's part of the problem isn't it?"

"Uh... Yes and no."

She ran a hand through her hair.

"No Amz, I promise you. It's not the fact your my boss. I'm really proud of you. It's just that... There's been a lot of change since... Oh and I haven't even thought about Ethan."

"Understandable." she stopped then "Oh my God. We haven't told him have we?" She ran a hand through her hair as he shook his head. "Oh that's going to be interesting."

He nodded as they made their way into the office and she moved around her desk pulling open the drawer and finding his new pass, switching on her computer as she went.

Suddenly the door opened again "Oh, Hi Cal." Will said as he moved to his own desk "Here. I got you your tea."

"Ah cheers. My shout tomorrow?"

"Sounds good."

Cal chuckled softly

Amy looked up, over the top of the takeaway cup "Oh! Sorry Cal. Here. Here's your new pass." She checked her email, grabbed a post-it, wrote something down and passed it to him. "And this is your new log in. Your locker key is on your pass."

"Oh, thanks Amy."

"No problem. Go get changed while we decide where everyone's going for the day and then I'll introduce you. 'Cause there's some new people since you were last here."

He nodded "Sounds good." He saluted playfully and walked out moving toward the staff room.

She laughed "Okay so... I'm thinking we put him in cubicles. Just for a week or two. While he gets used to the place again."

"Yeah, sounds good." Will smiled softly. They placed everyone else for the day and as they got up and moved to the desk as everyone gathered around it.

"Hi everyone! I hope everyone had a good night." Will stepped forward a bit then. "Before we get into telling you where you'll be based today, we have an introduction- or for some of you it's a reintroduction. " Amy pulled Cal to the front of the crowd around the desk.

"This is my brother, Doctor Caleb Knight." He waved with a slight smile, seeing the shock on people's faces.

"Hi guys. It's been a long time."

"Caleb." Everyone turned then

"Uh... Hey Ethan"

"Amy..."

"Yes Ethan...?"

"Can I... uh... Can I go home?"

"Uh..." she sighed "Yeah go on so."

"Thank you." He turned around and walked straight back out again.

She sighed "Okay so... Doctor Knight, Doctor Monroe, Doctor Masum and Doctor Keogh. If you would join me in cubicles." Will jumped in "And Doctor Kinsella, Doctor Hanna and Doctor Nash if you'd join me in Resus?"

Everyone nodded

"Alright everyone. Let's get on with our days. Come say Hi to Cal when you've got a minute if you want to. And we'll be having drinks in the Hope and Anchor tonight to welcome him back. Have a great day and if anyone has any issues, please do not hesitate to come and find Will or I."

Will smiled at them as everyone moved away "Yis'll be fine. Have a good day Cal. I'll see you both later."

"Cheers Will." He sighed leaning against the desk "I should have gone to see Ethan before we planned for me to come back."

"Maybe so. but it is a difficult situation. We'll handle it together."

"We will?"

"of course we will. You're my brother."

"You promise?" He asked pushing himself off the desk

"I promise. I wouldn't leave you to deal with our brother alone."

She said as they walked toward cubicles. People walking past Cal and welcoming him back as they went.

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[divineerdrick]

Homestuck: Beyond Canon Upd8 for March 8, 2024

Alright! Not expecting this to be as hard hitting as last time, but who knows what the gang has planned.

First, we've got a news post from James saying they're playing around a bit with the upd8 schedule this month. I'm glad they're not doing a page a day, though there were times when that happened during the old upd8 culture. As he says, the big thing was that we never knew when one would drop, or how big of an upd8 it would be. But at the end of the day, that required a ton of output that only a madman, or someone in the deep throws of their creative passion (same thing really) can produce. This team is taking a much more thought out route to their outcome than Andrew did, planning things out with outlines and storyboards well ahead of time. Not a lot of room for pages to drop multiple times in a day with that kind work involved.

This won't exactly have me mashing my f5 key until the next upd8, but my ear will definitely be to the ground.

Of course Meenah is the Big Kahuna. But the BIGGEST KAHUNA? I'm going to be so glad to see our favorite shouty boy again.

Damn! This art! That is most definitely no longer a shouty "boy". Karkat has been through some shit!

And yes! You did keep us waiting!

He's been called so much worse. I honestly love this exchange.

LOBsTErs? Why do I feel like I don't want to know, even though I'm very much about to know.

Now that's the kind of seizure inducing, artifact filled GIF we've all come to know and love!

Despite the all caps, this is a very different Karkat. This is the kind of moment where the Karkat we watched grow up would have gone on some kind of epic rant. If this is him "PRETTY FUCKING STRESSED!" now, he's definitely gotten a hell of a lot more steady keel.

But then, he probably had to even more so than when he was trying to wrangle two bloodthirsty teams together.

Oh wow . . . We're talking about Dave and Jade. This is definitely more of a rant, though still kind of tame. I mean, god! I can't even imagine what this would be like, though I probably have friends who know this pain. Civilization was literally sliding into fascism, and when it was go time Dave couldn't commit. Even with the whole Candy "will they/won't they" they were still best bros. And yet Dave dragged his heels on helping Karkat when he needed it.

And from Karkat's perspective, they had no sooner gotten past all that, including the awkward apologies, and Dave just mysteriously dies. I wonder if anyone has figured out why Dave died?

Actually, this might be why we haven't heard about it from Jade yet. From the perspective of the war, this appears to be old news. It doesn't feel like it's been that long, but things happen fast in a conflict like this. And you don't really get time to truly process and move on until it's all over.

And yet, when it comes to Sollux!

Alright the players are taking the stage. Things are about to get into motion. And we end our upd8 on . . .

This glorious piece of crap!

By the Goddess . . . just look at it . . .

I'm no poet like Dave is. I can't elaborate on how gloriously shitty this incredible tour de force is. So I'm just going to leave it here for you to drink it all in.

[httpsdana]

HI BABY ITS ME AGAIN

i’ve come with my Ferran requests again 😋😋

can you do it when the reader and Ferran have just started staying over at each others places and she forgot stuff to wear as she wasn’t going to stay as he brought her home after getting cold and rained on at the barca game and then this prompt

51-"is that my hoodie?" "no, not anymore."

and them just cuddling till pedri calls and she sees his lockscreen

127-"Am I your lock screen ?" "You weren't supposed to see that."

and then it just ends all cute and fluffy

thank you mi chica te amo 🩷

Obsessed With You~Ferran Torres

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She always gives me the best ideas wtf? enjoy bbg <3

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51-"is that my hoodie?" "no not anymore"

127-"am I your lockscreen?" "you weren't supposed to see that"

"LET'S GO!!!" y/n yelled as soon as her boyfriend had the ball in the back of the net

She started taking pictures of him celebrating, before he pointed towards her and blew her a kiss. She waved at him and blew him a kiss back

They haven't been together for too long, but long enough for her to join him during his matches.

She put her phone in her pocket when the players were back to their game. Suddenly she felt a few drops of water on the top of her head.

"oh god its raining" Anna, Lewandowski's wife, said from next to her. They sat back in their seats, as they had shields above their heads.

When the match ended, it was still raining, but they went down to the pitch either ways.

"Amor. I'm so proud of you" y/n said, wrapping her arms around Ferran's neck, hugging him tightly

"gracias bébé" he said back, hugging her tighter, before taking off his jersey and covering her head with it

"let's go to mine yeah? its closer and I don't want my girl to catch a cold" he put his arm around her neck and started walking to the tunnel

"I don't have any clothes Fer. you should've told me I'm staying at yours" she said, in which Ferran only shook his head

"doesn't matter" he shrugged his shoulders and walked them to his car

The drive to Ferran's apartment was silent, with music playing in the background, and Ferran holding y/n's hand all the way home in his own

y/n was now feeling cold from the water on her skin and clothes. As soon as Ferran parked his car, she rushed to the door, waiting for him to come with key

When he opened the door, y/n rushed inside. Ferran chuckled and locked the door behind him.

A few minutes later, y/n came back to where Ferran was sitting, fresh and warm clothes on this time

"is that my hoodie?" Ferran asked, as soon as his eyes dropped on her, with a small smile on his face

"no, not anymore" y/n said, dropping next to him on the couch

He laughed at her, going to put his arm around her, but she only pushed him back

"as much as cuddling feels really warm right now. you stink. go shower" she pulled on a disgusted face, making him act offended

"I do not stink!" he placed a hand on his chest making y/n laugh at his face

"just get up and take a shower silly" she pushed him off the couch, and he eventually got up

y/n was watching a show on the tv, until Ferran's phone started to ring. She glanced at it, not wanting to invade his privacy. She saw Pedri's name, until it stopped ringing. She noticed the background of Ferran's phone. It was a picture of her, she didn't know existed. It was taken during the picnic she and Ferran had a few days back. She was staring at the rose that Ferran had gotten her.

She turned his phone off, her face flushed as she thinks about the new facts she had just learned. She then acted as if nothing happened, waiting for Ferran to come back. When he came back, he flopped down next to her, pulling her closer to him

"see. now you smell much better" she nuzzled her head into his neck, making him laugh

She was about to tell him that Pedri called, when his phone started ringing again. He reached out for it, answering it. He spoke with Pedri for a few minutes before hanging up, and placing his phone on the table, her picture still on display

"am I your lockscreen?" she asked, looking at his phone before looking up at him. His face was now red, while he scratched the back of his neck

"you weren't supposed to see that" he mumbled, avoiding her eyes

"you're so cute" she cooed, grabbing his cheeks in her hands. She squished his cheeks before pecking his lips a few times

"okay stop it" he laughed, pushing her hands away and pulling her down to his chest again.

"its nice to see that I'm not the only one obsessed here" she joked earning a groan from Ferran

"I'm not obsessed with you" he said, obviously lying

"you obviously are" she rolled her eyes jokily

"okay maybe a little bit" he murmured, making her giggle.

"I love you" she looked up at him, gazing into his beautiful eyes

"I love you more darling"

[silviakundera]

The Spirealm episode 5 -7 reaction (Let's call this episode 4 now per the new 38 episodes version)

fair warning: in these episode reactions I'm not gonna pretend I haven't read the novel. in fact, I purposely finished the novel before viewing, to get The Full Experience. thus novel spoilers, including twist end, included.

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DON'T LEAN ON THE BANISTER ASDFGHJK

Ruan Baijie saving his boyfriend's ass yet again, must be Tuesday.

Then first key!!!! I wanna see the key!!!!!!!!

The survivors: wow, ok, Baijie really loves u

"Are you leaving so soon and reluctant to leave me?" // "No, it's not that," he lies

The suspicious survivors just couldn't resist trying to steal the door note and now no one has the key but the monster NICE GOING 😒

ahh and then the reveal that ofc Ruan Baijie figured out the taboos long before. He saves those who are worthy (aka his new partner).

wow Ruan Baijie is pretty. gifs don't do him justice.

Death match vs the bad hair day from The Ring.

Ep6

The whole scene in the opening of ep 6 is terribly cute. Ruan Baijie exposed as a drama sprite who was faking his injury, but Lin Quishi just accepts this in good humor as he's told this was just to "bring us closer" and for fun. Another round of, you're really picking me? but why?

He really does the, 'come closer' move to make your crush get up close so you can create a sense of intimacy with hushed voices smh

"Because there is light in you."

oh, did you give me this expensive looking necklace because you want me to join your gang?

no, because you are you.

..... misses the very gay pass completely.

(tbh I feel as if the actor is playing it like his character IS sensing the romantic undertones sometimes but doesn't know how to respond/not ready to process it and so represses & pushes it out of his mind and to the side)

Ep 7

They solved the case. Ruan Baijie gives him back the key again, "Still yours." They exchange a romantic look before he steps over.

Our protagonist thinks he's back in reality and only 15 minutes have passed. But of course that's not true: whether he entered the game time A, B, C, or it's the 12th Door theory... he's still in-play.

A roommate?? This must be the Wei what's his face, his One Friend I recall from the novel. With the girlfriend.

Injuries from the door lingering "outside".

Chestnut won't let him hug! (The clue in the novel that this is still within the door. Now, is this a new phenom or was it already Like That in ep 1? 🤔 Remains ambiguous.)

Wait, in this drama the One Friend has heard of Spirealm?! And it's eviiiill reputation. Everyone who plays it "goes insane and commits suicide". Lin Quishi acts like he hasn't already been warned that players die from the game.

Ah, created by a chinese designer who wanted to make a "comprehensive spirit world". The story goes, after he made it he added all the violent elements to the version he sold, to make it a bloody survival game.

'Can't control when you enter the door, can't get rid of it, Men Can Conquer Heaven'.

Bro goes to sleep and startles awake cause Ruan Nanzhu fka Baijie is pulling an Edward Cullen by his bedside. The more intense looking Nanzhu asks him to come along. Naturally, our boy stumbles along and meets!!! Cheng Qianli!!!!!!! 😄😄😄😄 Who is driving, like the scene in the novel. IM SO HAPPY.

Headquarters!!!!! The group!#####!!!! I'm hyped to see them all live & in color.

Emphasized again that once you enter the game, you must complete all 12 doors to get rid of the mental control of the game. ~Mind control~

(because the censors won't allow it to be explicitly supernatural)

(which doesn't mean the writer didn't intend to get around this barrier by using subtext & inferences that novel readers would understand 🤔🤔)

The clue for his next door freaks out the whole house. But then he meets cranky Cheng Yixie!!!!

He's settling in but the moment he glimpses Nanzhu's returned BUT INJURED *gasp* Must scurry down for hurt/comfort UST.

Love how absolutely unnecessary this hand-holding is. Light piano background to set the romantic mood.

A gurgling stomach growl from Ruan Nanxhu & Lin Quishi takes the initiative to stand up and make himself at home to cook for the man who's obviously being positioned as his love interest. (Like in The Untamed & Word of Honor, we're not being terribly subtle here.)

This is the 3rd time we've seen an instinctive caretaking gesture from him towards Nanzhu and the last moment as we fade out is the "boss man" looking down at his newly bestowed bandage and obviously GOING THRU IT. He's making this sigh and curling his fingers and everything.

side note: Lin Quishi is getting flashes of himself trapped under rubble. This is the second time we see them. Are they flash backs? Of a past event he survived, giving him baggage to carry? OR are we circling back again to my alternate, alternate theory that an evil VR game is part of the illusion and this IS the supernatural Doors from the novel that terminal people can get a chance to enter, to prolong or possibly prevent your death? (if so, then Ruan Nanzhu is still indeed the 12th door god. and Lin Quishi must decide to remain in the fantasy or exit & return to reality?)