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[armysantiny]

A doctor’s worry – Zayne

P: Zayne x gender neutral reader | G: fluff, drabble | Inc: mc overworking themselves (as usual), Zayne worrying over mc, Yvonne being a good friend, Zayne's sweet tooth, some indulgent fluff for the soul, calling Zayne 'Doctor Li' bc that's how the title works infold, obv don't take my desc of hospital life too seriously lmao | Wc: 718 | W: mc has an injury but no graphic desc. | R: G

Min's notes: When I tell you I was just writing this all day at work lmao. I just love the way Zayne loves </3

"Hey, Zayne? Do we have the MRI results from last night's case?" Greyson's asking him, both doctors on their way to their respective offices after catching each other in the car park.

"We should do, I'll forward it on to you once I'm inside."

The hospital's busy today, everyone's schedule packed with either meetings, patient appointments, surgeries, or some unholy combination of all three. And for once, Zayne couldn't be more thankful that his schedule is much the same, the gruelling but rewarding hours of his double shift awaiting him.. Sat in his chair while he types out a letter of recommendation for a patient just gone to see a physiotherapist, Zayne sips on the glass of water on his desk, too occupied to do much else other than his job.

At least today, being busy out of his mind helps. It helps him not stress over y/n taking a mission in the No Hunt Zone. The hunter, for all their skill and natural talent, has a mind numbingly stubborn habit of overworking themselves to the point of injury and beyond. Which is why Zayne is trying to bury his concern underneath an avalanche of work, because y/n is working on a sprained ankle.

The doctor even managed to spot the beginning signs of swelling that morning before they left, but y/n was already out the door by the time he opened his mouth.

See you tonight love, they had said, don't push yourself too hard.

How cruel, to remind him to not push himself all the while leaving the vines of worry to bloom around his heart. But he loves y/n anyway, so they're not to blame when Zayne finds that he's no longer frustrated by the waiting, just longing for his hunter to return home so he can fuss over them until the vines relent until the next time they decide to put themselves at risk.

So lost in replying to emails, Zayne nearly doesn't hear the knock at the door, looking up from his screen moments before the knocking becomes more urgent.

"Come in."

"Doctor Li?" It's Yvonne, and Zayne's frigid politeness melts away a tad into something a bit more friendly. "You didn't show up for lunch... so I thought I'd take the liberty of bringing something up from the cafeteria. I recall y/n mentioning your affinity for sweet things?"

It's then, as he's taking the boxed lunch with a gentle thank you, that Zayne notices the separate box of two macarons that Yvonne's handing him. They're from his favourite café. Of course they are. Of course, his love would dutifully tell his colleagues what to do should he be too absorbed in his work. Astra above, he loves them.

When Yvonne leaves, clearly satisfied that the cardiovascular specialist isn't going to go hungry, Zayne allows himself to smile, his own heart fond and aching all the same.

"I'll save one for you."

In between his responsibilities and workload, the doctor hardly realises when the sun begins to set, painting the sky all kinds of pinks and oranges before, inevitably, the sky is dark. Moonlight shines through the gaps in his closed blinds, illuminating his desk in its cool light for a handful of minutes until Zayne is forced to get up and turn the lights on, fluorescent white irritating his eyes for a second. If y/n was here, they'd tell him to squint first, let his eyes adjust until he's comfortable. He can't help but think about them now, most of his tasks done for the day and his mind free enough to think about his lover, how much he misses them, would rather they stay in his arms, stay off their injury and rest...

His phone rings.

"Hello." His expression is soft.

"Zayne! Sorry for going no contact love," y/n says, clearly satisfied with their day. They're forgiven, as always. "I'm on my way back to the office, I'll see you in the hour?"

"Sure. I'll come and pick you up, you shouldn't be putting anymore strain on your ankle."

He can practically hear the amused rolling-of-eyes from y/n.

"Yes doctor~ see you soon! Love you!"

"Love you too, y/n." He hangs up the phone and takes a good look at his office. He can afford to leave a little early tonight.

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The Sex Love house PT 2

Summary: Welcome to the love house where a lot of stories will infold, 7 participants will have a chance to live together in the same house for a mounth while still doing their normal activities, will they find real love in this short period? Or at least this is what ur friend want u to believe. PT 1

Genre: smut (that's really it) minor do not interact

Warning: a very manipulative!jay, manipulative!sunghoon, manipulative!heeseung, everyone is a perv in this house, reader is clueless, shameless reader, kinda stalker reader, Siyeon (from dreamcatcher) is also part of this, this is a pure filth, explicit content.

Smut warning: semi-public sex, degradation, use of toys, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, cock!riding,mouth!fucking.......

U smiled excited to eat outside properly, picking a tight black dress with a golden chain on the collar, wearing ur favourite heels and applying a red lipstick, satisfied with ur look u wore some parfum going to ur bed to pick ur bag before u hear a knock again. Gulping and adjusting ur dress u opened the door just to find urself thrown to the wall hand tightly wrapped around ur lips, u widen ur eyes taking a back fromhow fast that happened just to see Jay looking at u darkely, jaw clenched as he come closer whispering with his other hand lifting ur dress and reaching inside ur panties hissing as u feel a weird object enter u "U really thought i'd act like nothing happened ha?" He rubbed the toy on ur folds making u moan quietly, "u see i couldn't bear the fact that i was left out " he continue rubbing on ur folds only faster this time making u squirm over his hand, he chuckled deeply "so i figured out i should teach u a lesson" he leaned on ur ears whispering "u r gonna have this inside u all the time at the diner" he licked ur earlobe "u better act well or it'd be so embarrasing" u moaned at the thought, he leaned back scanny ur fucked out state hips following his hand mouvement eyes rolled back this is all too much for u he pressed harder on ur lips "m really so disapointed on u, how could u leave ur client out?" He removed his hand from ur panties only when u were about to come leaving u whining and positioned it on ur left hip "but again i didn't know u'd be so perveted letting two men use u in front of everyone" u whimper from humiliation gasping when his knee got between ur thighs pressing directly on ur core "i'll tease u a lot tonight" he grinded his knee on ur core making ur knees feel like jelly if it wasn't for the hold he has on ur hip u'd be on the floor now "i'll make sure u come to my room tonight crying and begging me to fuck u" ur heart started pounding seriously wont u have a break today? "But again it's nothing new to u" he removed his hand from ur lips, red lipstick messed up on ur chin staining his hand as well, he groaned "so messy just how i love it" u close ur eyes enjoying this feeling until he let go of u and u dropped on the floor

U looked up at him seeing him smirking "that's where u belong little one" he patted ur hair "this is how u'd be in my room tonight begging me" he stepped out "now adjust ur makeup because it's all ruined and come down everyone is waiting for u" u nodded as he exit the room, too dizzy to stand u leaned on the wall shifting the vibrator inside u uncomfortably, u've never used one before, is it a good idea to be having it in front of everyone? And the answer is No, as u hooped on the car sitting next to siyeon, Jay driving and Joy next to him, both heeseung and sunghoon left in a seperated car, u felt a jolt of vibration immediately after the car started, shaking and gasping with ur hand clenched around siyeon's unintentioly, U missed the smirk on her lips knowing exactly what's going on. How could she not when she is the one who turned it on! U see this whole dating show thing is just an excuse, it's a plan that Jay came up with. All of them knew each other, they were college friends, so when Sunghoon told them he caughted u moaning Heeseung's name they couldn't shake off this thought, they've been waiting for this opportunity, the fact that Jay is one of ur clients wasn't a coincidence. It was all part of their plan that their cute little friend Jungwon helped them with. U might of not remember but Siyeon was one of ur classmates in collage, she was crushing on u since ur junior years, u intrigued her the moment she heard about u from the other guys. When Jungwon called Jay saying that u'd participate on the fake "dating show" they couldn't be any happier, he (Jay) was the one paying this people to pretend that they are staff, he was the one who always send messages unforming about what to do. He was the devil who would ruin ur so called innocent and he can't wait until he gets a grasp on u.

The whole ride to the restaurant was hard for u, the vibrations never stopping only changing the intensity, u were sure that ur seat now is wet sensing ur slick in ur inner thighs ur head so dizzy, cheeks so flushed lipstick now almost gone from the way u keep biting ur lips trying to supress ur moans, u were able to breath finally when u arrived to the restaurant the vibrations now stopping as the car did.

Jay looking at u through the mirror enjoying ur struggling face, he waited until everyone hooped off the car seeing how u couldn't even move to open the door, he turned ur side "need some help ha?" He said his cocky grin never leaving his lips, u tried to open ur eyes almost crying pleading him only with ur look to do something, which only earned u a deep chuckle from his lips "let's go everyone is waiting for us come on!" He said as he opened the door leaving u whining, u struggled to get out of the car, legs wobbling and bearly keeping u up, Jay stood next to u offering u his arm to hold on to, and u took it thanking god that u decided to bring ur long coat with u cause with every step u can feel slick dripping on u. U tried to adjust ur breathing, fixing ur hair when u got inside, noting the little wave Siyeon gave u to let u know where they are seating "why is the restaurant empty?" U questioned Jay who only shrugg "i think they reserved it for filming" he said leading u to the seat next to him in the corner of the table, u took a seat removing ur coat and placing it on thighs, looking over the restaurant admiring the relaxing vibe it radiates, as u look in front of u, u can feel Heeseungs eyes boring into u making u raise an eyebrow at him questioning what he wants, he only smirked fingures playing with his lips as he kept staring at u, u rolled ur eyes not having the energy to deal with him now that the waitress is taking ur order,

Ur eyes darted to the empty seat next to Joy only remembering why u r here now "ahhh where is the new contestant?" U asked everyone, Joy the one answering as always "He went to the bathroom before u came" u hummed smiling at her. Jay threw his arm resting it on ur chair's head as he continued his convo with Sunghoon about some stuff related to work, he turned his head "ah right! I almost forgot that we'll be having a meeting on Monday" he said to u, u forrowed ur eyebrows confused at what he means, u forgot for a second that he is ur client. "Ahhh!" U exclaimed feeling weird about this whole situation, he smiled at u, "u work together?" Sunghoon asked pretending like he doesn't know and u only noded as a respond, drinking ur water in one go almost choking after u felt the vibrations starting again

Heeseung looked at u concerned "are u okay?" U noded again eyes closed and fingures digging into Jay's thighs, he massaged ur back "u sure u r okay?" He asked u mockingly. U gulped feeling hot again looking at him with a "what an asshole" look.  A faint voice interupting ur convo, u looked up to see Jake ur ex bf in front of u, eyes widening u almost stood from ur seat at the intensity of the vibrations that rose up stopping u from saying what u wanted to say, Jake took the seat in front of u facing u with his cute smile. "Ah right, i didn't introduce u to each other" Jay spoke next to u looking ur side "Y/n this is Jake, Jake this is y/n" Jake only smiled saying a  nice to meet u, does he not want the other ones to know that he was ur boyfriend at some point? I mean if u r being serious it's better if they didn't know. Jake was ur boyfriend in high school, he was the sweetest person u've ever met, he loved u so much and so u did but only a little bit less than he does, u were a very good student always focusing in ur classes, spending most of ur time with ur books it was a shock for ur classmates that u even have a boyfriend but u just couldn't resist Jake's charm not forgetting that he was also a good student, but after passing ur finals all the stress and struggling came back at u, feeling so tired, hating to see even a glimps of a book in ur eye radar u just wanted to stay home, to play games, to watch movies and series and Jake being the clingy boyfriend he is didn't like that, after u got accepted to college in another city u moved there already sick of him and his childishness, u kept ignoring his texts, declining his date plans, not answering his calls on time until u stopped replying, u basically ghosted him until he stopped bothering u.

6 years has been passed since then and here he is sitting in front of u, smiling to everyone eyes not missing ur struggling face.

It's been an hour, an hour of torture u were losing it, u nudged Jay's shoulder multiple times this time getting close to his ears "please stop i can't focus" u whispered almost crying.

He got away from u ignoring u and continuing his talk with Jake that decided to speak to u finally "Oh y/n u don't look so well are you sick?" everyone in the table is now looking ur way ur face reacting immediately words getting out without any thinking "No m just tired dw dw hahah" u laughed awkwardly trying to brush them off but Sunghoon insisted that something is wrong

Jay brushed ur hair that started to sweat a bit from ur face widening his eyes in a fake motion "omg ur skin is burning". Siyeon got up from her seat kneeling in front of u "do u have a fever?" she asked worried,u really just want this diner to be over, having all the attention to u now is only making it worst for u.

"she is asking u y/n" Jay said softly as he highened the intensity now to the max, u felt ur eyes roll to the back of ur head, dropping ur face on his left shoulder ur hair hiddingg ur face now as u bit softly on his dress-shirt supressing ur moans, u were so fucking close but he denied u again turning the toy off u whined on his ear directly making him groan quitely Jake's voice only regestring to ur brain now "I think we better go she doesn't look good" Joy agreed with him "m gonna pay and join ur car guys" Heeseung gave her a nod fixing his shirt and taking Sunghoon with him to the car offering Siyeon to go with them, Jake tried to help u stand getting a small hit on his hand from Jay "m gonna take care of her dw" Jay said brushing him off holding ur arm and taking u to his car leaving Jake scoffing "u bastard" he mumbled to himself following Joy to go with him. 

Sunghoon was waiting for Heeseung eyes boring into U and Jay as he heard the door open Heeseung taking the passenger seat after he helped Siyeon to take a cab to her studio "What's wrong with u as well?" he said closing his seat belt earning a sigh from the other man "Jay didn't let me approach her earlier man" Heesung chuckled "u really thought he'd let u after what we did? come on sunghoon!" 

"Yeah but isn't that why we r here? why is he acting that way?" sunghoon answered starting the car. "u know him better than i do, don't ask me!" heeseung said from the other hand playing some random song.

Jay helped u with ur seat belt, "u almost got caught ha?" he said grining, u rolled ur eyes annoyed "yeah nd i wonder whose fault is that" he chuckled next to u his hands removing ur coat exposing ur thighs for him "fuck u r drippin" he said noting how ur slick is shining, he collected some of it on his fingers groaning making u moan at his reaction, he guided his wet fingers to ur lips not wondering to ask u to part them just brushing the sticky liquid on them messing up ur makeup, u shifted on ur seat resulting the vibrator to go a bit deeper letting out a high sound, u were so sensitive from all the teasing ur core begging to be filled with something ur hands went to Jay's pants sliding upwards and brushing over his crotch but he was quick to remove it "no i didn't decide yet whether to fuck u or not" he said his voice dropping an octave lower

"but why" u whined so stressed ur hands going back to his body again, he slapped it away fingers now digging on ur jaw forcing ur eyes to look at him "u r just making it worse for urself i told u to stop or else m gonna just let u fuck urself with ur little fingers" he grabed the same hand that was on his body a seconds ago getting it to ur line of sight "look at them m sure they won't be enough to satisfy u after all u've been through today" u whined his words clicking with u. he is right, u gulped nodding ur head his hand finally letting ur face go "good" he said going back to his seat "now behave until we get to the house".

Jake got to the house going straight to his supposed room that he has now to share with Sunghoon, he thanked god that it wasn't Jay that he is going to share it with, both of them aren't on good terms Jay was so against him coming here for some reasons and it annoys him so much, he threw his jacket on his bed moving back and forth in the small space of this room, he had a good plan but it was all ruined! Jay didn't even let him talk to u for a long time always interupting him whenever he direct his words to u, he clicked his tongue he is not gonna make him stop not after all u did to him, he never forgot how u ghosted him he is gonna pay u back for sure!

U arrived at the house following Jay that is now heading to his room, he could feel ur steps after him smirking as he stops right at the door making u bump urself on his back "why are u following me" he said cocking his brow earning a confused look from u, he sighed "m asking u a question" he added. 

U were not sure how to reply so u just kept looking at him he was the one who told u to wait until u get home so why is he doing this now?

He approached u leaning to reach ur height "u r not expecting me to fuck u right now are u?" u furrowed ur eyebrows at his question "what do you mean" u asked almost whining eyes looking at him cutely. He licked his lips looking at u amused "i think my words were clear" he tacked some of ur hair behind ur ears "m not touching u until u beg for it properly" he added with a smile steping away and going inside his room closing the door right at ur face.

U gasped letting an annoyed laugh skip ur lips going to ur room instead throwing ur coat and ur bag on the bed going immediatly to the bathroom washing ur face "he is dreaming!" u exclaimed u've never done something like that before like yeah u did but only cause u were mid-action so u didn't mind that but what? he is expecting u to go to his room and do what? beg? nahhh u won't.

As u finished drying ur face on ur towel u saw a tall Heeseung looking at u almost spacing out "what are u doing here?" u asked putting the towel back to its place and going out of the bathroom Heeseung following u laying casually on ur bed while ur standing in front of him looking at him "Jay really did u dirty ha?" u gulped panicking inside avoiding his eyes right now "idk what u mean" Heeseung chuckled deeply hands sliding his hair back "m sure u do" he paused for a moment eyes on ur exposed thighs that are glistening biting on his lips "Ohhh look at u" u followed his eyes, mouth open omg how could u forgot u were not wearing ur coat u stepped away looking for something to cover urself with eyes landing on the small blanket on the chair in front of u, u took it right away trying to hide the mess on ur legs but Heeseung's hands stoped u throwing the material to the floor arms now hugging u from behind his hands resting near ur mid thighs "no need to cover up i already saw that" he whispered in ur ears hands now going lower "fuck how can he resist fucking u when u r drippin this much" he groaned again, u were hardly breathing heart pounding so fast u only dreamt about Heeseung beeing this close to u "heeseung" u called his name softly feeling him pressing hard on ur lower back, if Jay didn't want to do something, u can have Heeseung do it instead right? 

Except Heeseung didn't do anything only teasing u a little bit before leaving ur room not wanting to ruin Jay's plan not wanting to deal with him knowing very well what he could do, he went to his room instead with ur coat in his hands, locking his door searching for a specific spot on ur piece of clothes until his fingers felt the wetness, tongue darting on his lips like a thirsty dog before he brought that same spot to his lips collecting all of the juices that stuck there moaning while his other hand is pumping his cock imagining it as urs.

U were still in ur room ur core itching but u ignored that feeling trying to distract urself with one of ur favourite series but it didn't work, u exhaled deeply ur body is screaming for u to go to Jay's room and do whatever he wants but u didn't want to give in this easily, as u were deep in ur thoughts u received a text from Jungwon "oh now u remembered me" u mumbled to urself after seeing his words "how is it going for u over there" he wrote, "don't ask me plz i regret coming here already!" u wrote back. "why?" is all he sent and u replied to it frustrated "ikr? so many things happened that no matter what will happen to me in the future m not gonna be surprised anymore". U kept texting with Jungwon expressing the stress u felt this whole day but without letting him know about details....

Joy came to ur room chatting with u a little bit before saying good night, u turned off ur lights trying to sleep still refusing to surrender to Jay, u kept rolling and rolling in ur bed, trying to touch urself instead but nothing helped Jay's words ringing in ur ears u hated how right they were, u just couldn't close ur eyes....

Jay was reading his little book glasses over his nose flipping page after page pausing when he heard the knock on his door smirking after he let u come, scanning ur little night dress ur hair that was now in a ponytail not a trace of makeup on ur face, he closed his book putting in on his night stand waiting for u to do or say something leaning back on his chair manspreading a little bit in the process, u weren't sure what to say chewing on ur inner cheeks Jay sighed bored "what? are u just gonna stand there?" he let out, u approached him with slow steps ur brain thinking of something to do... U kneeled before him getting between his thighs resting ur hands on ur lap, that was all u could do really, Jay cocked his brow "idk what u r trying to do" he faked ignorance wanting u to express what u want with ur words as well, u pouted ur lips not knowing to do ur eyes on his crotch as ur thighs rubbed together trying to gain some friction, he clicked his tongue noticing ur actions hand grabing his member over his pants directing his words to u "u want that yeah?" he asked earning a nod from u, he tutted "use ur words!" he said as he started palming himself enjoying how ur eyes follows every movement "yes" was all u could get out.

"Then show me how bad u want it" he let go of his member as u leaned closer to it almost drooling at the bulge in front of u he stopped u shaking his head with a no "beg for it" he ordered his eyes piercing through u , and u gulped finally giving up "please", "please what?" he asked "what do u want?" he added "please fuck my mouth" u were really not in state to ask for that ur core complaining as u said these words but just couldn't resist the want of having him in ur mouth, at least not as u  r kneeling in front of him seeing  him manspread like that u'd be stupid to miss that!

His smirk got better u should thank god that he is so impatient or he would of want to hear u beg more "say less" he said lowering his pants u helped him getting rid of them "fuck u r so eager" u ignored his words getting his cock out of his underwear as he kicked them off as well ur mouth watering at the sight in front of u, he slaped his cock on ur face making u rub ur thighs more, he rolled ur ponytail in his hand bringing ur face closer rubbing his tip on ur lips, u opened ur mouth taking his tip first moaning as he lowered ur head making u take more of him,"i've been waiting to ruin ur cute mouth fuck" he pushed in thrusting deeper in ur throat, u gagged, lips stretching struggling to breath as he kept u in place for a moment before pulling out of u suddenly making the mix of his precum and ur saliva drip past ur chin, enjoying the mess he created he humed loving the way ur teary eyes are looking at him he went back to action, thrusting his hips in and out of ur mouth while stopping randomly to make sure u take all of him as he groan, his pace got faster both hands gripping ur hair tightly to control his movements "ur mouth feels so good i wonder how ur count will feel" he kept throwing these dirty words here and there making ur slick gush out of ur core to the floor, u were hardly breathing right now Jay holding ur head longer than earlier ur nose touching his public hair eyes rolling back as u feel him deep in ur throat tears and saliva all over ur face as he started moving again, u can feel him getting close by the way he twitched inside u as well as the animalistic speed he is thrusting with his groans feeling the room as he pulsated inside u his cum filling ur mouth "don't swallow" was all he said before taking his cock out of ur mouth stroking it some droplets landing on ur face.

"u look so good with my cum" he praised letting go of ur hair and u finally got a chance to have a better look at him, forehead sweating a little bit fuck he looks so good with glasses "u know u'd make a good cumdump" u moaned almost spilling the cum in ur mouth making him chuckle deeply "ohh? u like the idea!"

Ur jaw feels so uncomfortable and Jay could see that he tilted his head "what? is it starting to hurt?" u noded slowly trying ur best to keep everything in, Jay smiled at ur effort his hand removing the tie holding ur hair up, massaging ur scalp "okay u can swallow now" he said gently watching u carefully as u swallow everything opening ur mouth again to show him and u just loved the proud look he gave u.

"Well" he raised ur head helping u to stand up and straddle his lap, his index finger collected the small droplet that was on ur cheek taking it to ur mouth as u sucked on it swallowing,his other hand rubbing ur body over ur dress as he slide it up to get it out of the way throwing it somewhere at the floor, he admired ur skin for a moment "u r so beautiful" his fingers brushing over ur shoulder barely touching u making u feel goosebumps, ur hand wondering over his abs as he leaned to kiss u passionately, his bare cock made contact with ur core making u moan in the kiss Jay took his chance to rub his tongue on urs the kiss heating up as u started to grind on his crotch his free hand guiding ur hips movements before he stopped the kiss to tear ur underwear off earning another moan from u.

He grabed u from ur hips highening u up as he guided his cock to ur core, his tip brushing over ur folds slick everywhere "so fucking wet" he groaned as he pushed u lower on his cock stretching ur walls and u almost cried a bit relieved from the itchiness u were feeling this whole night, u dropped ur head on his shoulder as u feel every vein of his member, he kept his hold on ur hips fingers digging on ur skin as he helped u ride him slowly lowering u all the way take all of him making u bite on his skin before moving ur body upward until all is left inside is his tip. The pace started to get too slow for u, wanting more "faster please" getting a powerful smack on ur ass from his

"so needy ha? u can't even wait for a second" his hand made another contact with ur ass leading a high sound to skip ur lips "but still u waited all that time to come to this room" he pushed u all the way down now his eyes rolling now enjoying how tight u r "still i knew u'd come to me after all we both saw how much of a slut u r this afternoon" both of his hands now pushing u up and down fastly "u really are shameless ha! pretending like nothing happened afterwards" "fuck" he groaned again "ur squeezing so hard around me u like being called out ha?" his hips thrusting faster "u like to be reminded of how much of a slut you are" all u could do is nod ur nails digging on his scalp to steady urself ur moans never stopping "u r even fucking ur client now" his grip on u got tighter standing up from his chair still thrusting on u only to drop u on his bed pulling out of u manhandeling u on fours face pressed on his pillow as he arched ur back more "fuck u r dripping on the sheets" he exclaimed his cock grinding on u for a moment before entering u again u let out a cry trying to raise ur head but Jay was faster making sure ur face is down and it only turned u more, u can feel him so deep inside u hitting on ur spot over and over again, his free hand spanking ur cheeks every now and then until u felt it squeeze ur breast hard "so fucking soft" he moaned pushing into u with an animalistic speed the hand that was holding ur head left u to knead ur other boob

Jay leaned more over ur body this position allowed him to get deeper into u steadying himself with the grip he has on ur breasts u were getting so fucking close ur body shaking and squeezing around him "hold it m close as well fuck" it was so hard for u to do so, u've been denied multiple times today ur body not able to take it anymore but u tried ur best "fuck u feel so good i might just keep sticking my cock to u all the time" 

"please i can't hold it any more" u whined legs shaking as u felt him twitch inside u "okay u can f-ah cum" he groaned, all u could see is white eyes rolling as ur release hit u so hard moaning Jay's name multiple times u almost sound like a broken machine feeling his hot cum fill u to the brim.

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Okay idk what i wrote again but enjoy.

I still didn't started writting part 3 but m gonna try to not take a long time.

Again thank u for the likes and sweet comments 🥺🥺

Just note that idk a shit about this platform m still trying to figure it out lmao

Also sorry if there any typos i wrote this half asleep cause i wanted to get it as fast as i can for u guys

[sylusheart]

`let's talk about caleb/xia yizhou

i've decided to complie a (sort of) categorised list of all the theories so far regarding caleb's character/identity (and his possible importance to the story of lnds in the future) from posts i've gathered from other players here on tumblr, reddit, and on twt, including some of my own personal theories/questions that i haven't seen anyone speak about yet (to my knowledge) and wanna share, feel free to tell me your thoughts too! oh and please let me know if there’s any potential theories regarding caleb/xyz that i haven’t included in this list yet, i’ll be sure to add them as soon as i can :3 anywho~ let's start off a little simple... ૮˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ♡

ᰔ caleb will return

as a caleb girlie i have ruthlessly hunted around for anything and everything that i can find to support this idea (of course) but let's begin with some small details that a lot of people have noticed.

he's the first character to have a phone call with the mc, as well as a text message conversation. only the love interests have these types of interactions with mc so far so it sets him apart from the usual side characters. infold are clearly doing as much as they can to intergrate caleb into the mc's life, further signifying how much of an important character he is to the mc and to the story.

there's also many visual scenes of his character model doing all sorts of animations, not even tara or any of the other male side characters like thomas or jeremiah have this many (or at all). and yeah, most of these animations are probably just default ones which may also be the exact ones used for the boys but even so, why would infold put a lot of time in animating him (and his multiple changing expressions) if they were truly just going to kill him off seconds later?

his design was made as carefully as xavier, zayne, and rafayel's designs were - the proof of this is his original outfit. not too sure why they decided to change it (maybe it was too 'dark'? it might've been too much of a in-your-face hint that caleb would return as a possible antagonist?) but it was clear that they went through the effort of changing it for a reason... personally i love his og outfit more, it makes his necklace stand out more and he just looks so itty bitty scrunkly wunkly.

there's some other things i want to add. we know that mc gave caleb the 'when u come back' necklace before he left for skyhaven and after the explosion, caleb sort of 'returns' it. and by returns i mean when the explosion happens caleb's necklace is found right in front of her. with the engraving, it sort of foreshadows him coming back. now, to analyse the explosion a bit more, it happens very suddenly - like as soon as caleb goes into the house and closes the door. of course this makes it seem like he was affected by the explosion but how come caleb's necklace was found in one piece right in front of her? he was wearing it after all, so for it to be the only thing (other than caleb's... remains) in front of her makes it seems like him 'dropping/leaving' the necklace was kind of intentional. we see caleb using his gravitational/telekenisis-like evol in a segment of chapter 4 when he takes the necklace from her, so it makes sense for him to use it again when he's giving it back to her, right? adding onto this little theory about caleb using his evol in the explosion, mc was pretty close to the house when it exploded but is quite far from it after the explosion. now obviously this is due to the explosion blasting her back, but i did see someone mention that caleb possibily used his evol to push her away so that the explosion wouldn't severly hurt her. this makes sense, seeing as she was only slightly injured from the explosion, nothing too serious. but then again, we don't know the true extent of caleb's evol, is he powerful enough to be able to do that? i wouldn't put it past him though, seeing as he is a deepspace pilot and i'm sure he uses his evol for work which means he must've been training with it. going back to my previous point about him using his evol to intefere with the explosion, if he really did push mc away then it's possible he managed to keep himself safe from the explosion using his evol too. but if he managed to get himself and mc to safety then what about grandma? with her condition it's probably not possible that she managed to escape on her own and we don't know whether during that time where caleb and mc were outside if she was still in the house or not. could she have been kidnapped? i'll add more about what i think about the relationship between grandma and caleb further down in another section...

and who exactly was that guy that injured mc in early chapter 4 before caleb found her? from what we can gather with such little info we have, he could've been sent by sylus/onychinus or maybe even caleb himself. the attacker/random guy makes a comment which gives off the sense that he knows mc and this is probably because whoever sent him ordered the attacker guy to be a diversion and lure mc out of the house, via the wanderer/energy fluctuations. if caleb was the one who 'sent' this guy, why would he make that quip about avenging mc for that guy hurting her? is he keeping up with some sort of false façade so mc doesn't question his motives? it seems unlikely though... i think he was genuinely upset over seeing her get hurt and how she proceeded to lie about it to him.

another thing to add, the explosion doesn't go off as soon as caleb and mc are out of sight, this means that the aim wasn't to kill just the grandma but caleb too seeing as it happens as soon as caleb enters the house. but with this theory, it means he had no idea about the attack. in a way this all adds up, meaning that him using his evol to push mc out of safety was out of impulse. we can assume that an important part of the explosion was to ensure mc was kept alive, and this futher implies that the explosion could've been the work of onychinus or more specifically sylus. they're interested in finding the aether core after all (from what’s implied), but if it really was them, how would they know mc has it? only a few people like zayne, dr.noah, and grandma/joesphine (and also maybe xavier, jeremiah, and rafayel? it's not too certain in this timeline...) know that mc's heart is infused with the aether core. i do have a feeling caleb knows as well, it just makes sense as he’s the ‘older brother’ figure so he must know certain ‘family matters’, but then again as caleb is so secretive we don’t have a concrete answer on what he does and doesn’t know which is what makes him suspicious. could he be the one who potentially/accidentally implied or informed sylus/onychinus about the aether core having to do something with mc? is that why he faked his death, so that they’d assume caleb and mc were the ones in the explosion and not caleb and grandma? i’ll also make a seperate post on sylus seeing as there's one month left until he will be officially introduced (i am so very excited) as he’s after the aether core (perhaps he was the one that put it into mc’s heart in the first place? or he created it?)

back to caleb, him 'losing' his necklace admist the explosion is almost like him letting go to his past self (?) is he going to use this explosion as some sort of... rebirth or character development? will he let go of his soft, puppy-like persona? it sounds like a bit of a stretch but i do think he has something shady going on. maybe letting go of the necklace is like letting go of the 'big brother' title so that he can return into mc's life as a love interest and not as an older sibling-like figure. i think caleb tries to show us that he's upset mc still see's him as a 'brother' just because they grew up together. comments are thrown around, like how she should just trust him now that they're grown up and how they're not little kids anymore - this all makes it seem like they don't have to keep seeing each other like they're siblings and that they're mature enough to articulate their feelings.

also, i'm not sure if anyone's played mr. love queen's choice (it's another otome game made by infold and lnds is set in the future of the same universe that queen's choice was set in) but killing off their LIs and bringing them back to life isn't something they haven't done before so... take what you will from that. not to mention, caleb's name has been trademarked/copyrighted by infold...

ᰔ caleb's 'arguement' with mc was forced/intentional

so there's a part in the beginning of chapter 4 where caleb informs grandma and mc that he submitted an application for a long-term care ward for grandma (did he do this to keep grandma out of the way? knowing that she could interfere?) mc is suprised about this, as is joesphine (grandma) and when mc asks him why he didn't say anything to her about it all he does is laugh and look away - brushing it off. later on, when mc decides to hide/lie about the fact that she got attacked by someone caleb gets quite defensive and hurt over her not telling him about it. in the moment, mc doesn't mention the fact that he has kept things from her too (such as the care ward thing) probably because it slipped her mind due to caleb reacting the way he did, or because if she did mention his hypocrisy, it would probably make things worse or end a little more bitterly than it did.

however, we know (from the phone call with caleb at end of chapter 1, as well as a part in chapter 4) that these two are aware that they both tend to keep things from each other. claiming it to be 'top-secret' or 'classified information', but then again this is to do with work related sort of stuff - getting hurt by some random dude on the street or submitting an application to a care ward isn't exactly associated with their positions as a hunter/pilot.

i think it's pretty obvious that the reason caleb joined mc when she left to search for wanderers wasn't because he needed to collect some groceries. if you want some visual proof - when he confronts mc he isn't holding any grocercy bags or anything, nor does he bother making a joke about how the store didn't have any of the things she requested or how he forgot to bring his card with him, and that's probably because he wasn't gonna bother keeping up that act seeing as mc had already caught onto it when she told him not to follow her. again, mc doesn't point out any of this and maybe it's because she's too caught up with the emotions in the conversation or maybe it’s because caleb’s reaction/behaviour is sorta making her feel guilty and in the wrong.

so why did caleb follow her? was it because he wanted to speak with her alone? it was clear he had something on his mind before he hesitated (more on that later) or was it because he needed to buy some time so that the 'bomb' could be placed and set off? anyway, the reason why i'm suggesting the 'arguement' was forced is because maybe caleb wanted mc to despise him so that she would be less hurt over his 'death'? or that when he returns she'd forgive him instantly because she would regret the way things ended before his 'death'... i'm not too sure on the reason, but the way he went about the situation was kiiinda suspect, like he was purposefully trying to rile up emotions.

ᰔ caleb the villain

do i think caleb will return as an antagonist? yep. and if you think about it, like reaaaally think about it, it makes a lot of sense because why would he need to fake his death in the first place if not for something shady. no deepspace pilot needs to be doing all of that. but if, for some reason, he stays dead (... guys c'mon he won't trust me) then he merely was just a civillian that fell victim to a wanderer-associated explosion. not a shred of evil in his soul. i’ll add more onto the idea of evil/dark caleb later but for now i'm going to expand more on this in the section below~

ᰔ caleb is (not) sylus?

i've seen a lot of players debate over the idea of the shadowy figure at the end of chapter 8 being either caleb or sylus... or both? personally, voice wise (english voiceover) ... i think they're pretty similar. i haven't compared both mysterious guy and caleb's voice in the other languages yet, but if all the other voiceovers had similar caleb's and sylus' i'd assume more people would've put more attention on that, as that would sort of be a little bit of confirmation that the similar sounding voices were intentional or something. but still, it wouldn't be enough. now appearance wise, i also think they look quite alike. yes, the hairstyles are different but if caleb really did fake his death then he'd change up his appearance and embody a sort of new persona, right? i mean he'd still be the same caleb we love and know, but i feel like there would just be a new aura to him. i saw another player saying that perhaps the chapter 8 guy probably is caleb but with his face surgically modified due to the explosion which sounds like a really good theory, seeing as these brightened photos of the mysterious guy just looks like a more sharper/defined version of caleb's puppy-like face.

a lot of other players also said that the mysterious guy might be thomas, as it would make sense for rafayel to be talking to thomas but i really think that's not the case. now do i think caleb is sylus? maybe. but truly, i think caleb is most likely just working closely with sylus/onychinus meaning that sylus and caleb are in fact two different people (perhaps they’re actually twins or related somehow??)

however, after chapter 8 came out and the devs made this post on weibo:

a lot of people took this in as confirmation that the mysterious guy from chapter 8 was not in fact sylus. so could it be caleb instead? but then that would go against the theory of caleb being sylus, seeing as this post says that sylus has not appeared yet...

ᰔ caleb is (not) sylus? [part 2, as of june 20/21st post-sylus announcement]

now that sylus' model has officially been shown, we can confirm that chapter 8 guy really isn't sylus and so i suppose it's time to debunk all the 'sylus = caleb' theories. though it still confuses me on how sylus character profile was unlocked in the hunters encyclopedia (? spacepedia was it) right after the completion of chapter 8 , i think that's why we were all so quick to believe that the mysterious figure at the end was sylus. but anyway, personally for me now i'm way more convinced mr. shadowy figure dude really was caleb and i really want to know if caleb is working against or with sylus and if sylus has anything to do with caleb having this... alter ego.

ᰔ the apple motif

a player pointed out that we're seeing some sort of re-telling of fairytales through the love interests, i.e. sleeping beauty, ice queen, the little mermaid, etc. and that caleb is the 'snow white' of this theory, you know, with the apple and all. i like this theory because it suggests mc being the knight in shining armour, having to save her boys. and i'm a little (very) curious on what sylus' fairytale would be too, or if he’ll be an iconic sort of villain/morally grey character like maleficent? i feel like we'll see more of these 'apples' throughout the story... even if caleb stays dead (he won't) also, kind of unrelated, but one of my favourite book series - which is sorta like a fairytale to begin with (it's called once upon a broken heart by stephanie garber, if you end up wanting to read it don't physically go and buy it/support the author... she's a z!onist, i can give you an epub file to the book so you can read it for free so that it doesn't give her any money lol) - has a character who's got a curse where his kisses are deadly, and if he kisses anyone who isn't his 'one true love' then they'll die. the thing is, he doesn't know who his 'one true love' is or if this person will even be someone he reciprocates feelings for. he surpresses his urges to kiss by eating these magical (?) apples and somehow it's enough for him to not go on a murdering spree. again, as this is off-topic and of course will most likely not happen, i'm mentioning this only because it'll be interesting to see if there's some sort of significance to why caleb likes apples so much? is it because mc likes them? we know that mc likes apples through a line she says to xavier in one of his memories:

but also when caleb steals the necklace mc got/made him and he mentions that it's in a style that she really likes. which is probably refering to the little apple pendant thingy? but yeah, maybe it has something to do with their childhood i'm not too sure. besides that, if you look closely in some scenes where mc is in her apartment you can see a framed picture/painting of an apple in her bedroom. did caleb give that to her? or was it commissioned?

ᰔ what's the beef between grandma and caleb?

so as far as we know, grandma took in mc and caleb. she was looking for mc and found her in an orphanage/foster home (?) and took her in because mc recognised her somehow despite all of the experiments she endured and the 'incident' (chronorift catastrophe) that happened in linkon city, i'm not too sure if we know how grandma found caleb (though if anyone knows where it may have been mentioned pls let me know), but for now let's assume they were taken in at around the same time or similar. if that were the case, then perhaps caleb was also a subject for the 'experiments' that joesphine and her colleagues were conducting. since mc has her memories wiped regarding that time, which was most likely due to her aether core or her evol, i think if caleb was truly a victim in these 'experiments' then maybe he might still have memory of this? though, why would he allow joesphine to take him in if he knew what she did/does? or maybe he was too young to understand anything and only later came to a realisation when he grew up - probably after finding some files/photos that tied joesphine to mc/himself before the 'incident'. we all know caleb is pretty secretive, so if he did find something out he would've not made it obvious. but then again, mc did tell zayne (i think, or maybe it was monologue) that there was barely any trace of joesphine's research/work around their (old) home. so if caleb did find something out, then it must've been from an outside source - and i get the feeling an outside source would be someone from the N109 zone.

whatever happened, i think grandma is weary of caleb, like she knows that he's been associating himself with the wrong kind of people or that he'll end up not being a constant in mc's life e.g. his sudden death (if it was planned/faked in the first place) which is why she entrusts mc to zayne instead of caleb. it seems that she really wants to match-make zayne and mc together - we know from her trying to get mc and zayne to have lunch together if she had to be placed into a hospital, and from her telling zayne to look after mc when she passes. maybe she actually knows more about zayne (and his past lives) than we think, which is why she's more reliant on leaving mc to zayne because she feels she knows more about him rather than caleb because as i said, she appears to be a bit skeptical of him. there's even a part in the 'world underneath' stories where she hesitates to say caleb's name, (maybe because that's not even his real name??) but that's to assume if she was even referring to caleb here:

ᰔ what was that flash of light that made caleb change his mind from explaining to mc?

i haven't seen anyone mention this i think but caleb seems to give up on what he was saying as soon as something flashes by. it's almost like he comes to a certain realisation as soon as this happens. he looks really sad and hurt, so what was he about to say? if you listen closely to chapter 4 segment 3 'within reach', the flash of light that passes by and is reflected on his face is acompanied by the sound of a car going past. he doesn't look at this car, but is he somehow reminded of zayne? as far as we know he's the only male love interest (other than rafayel, but caleb doesn't know rafayel... right?) that drives a car (he has multiple actually… rich daddy) and as well as this, doesn't zayne live close by to caleb's/mc's childhood home? (i'm not too sure on this, correct me if i'm wrong...) so it could actually be him. i assume that since lnds is set in the future - public transport would be much more advanced and faster than how it is now which is why many people would opt to use it more often rather than using personal vehicles, so it's possibile caleb could have recognised the sound/look of zayne's car? which is why he decided to put an end of the conversation there - being reminded of zayne and his position in mc’s life, probably thinking that zayne would be mc's first choice if she were to confide in someone. but of course, if that really was zayne we may never know. caleb sort of laughs/scoffs (?) to himself and looks down right after he pauses and the flash of light passes by. it's like he's coming to terms with something, maybe accepting the fact that in mc's eyes he'll always be seen as the 'brother' figure and he can't have what he really and truly wants. aaaand drumroll, this brings me to my next point...

ᰔ caleb and his relations with zayne

their designs are pretty similar, in fact they could even pass off as twins seeing as their hairstyles sort of just mirror each other. but no, i don't think they're actually related, though i do get the sense that there might be some sort of jealousy going on (?) maybe not so much from zayne's side but the way caleb says the line "even the world's busiest guy has to eat. i haven't seen him in a looong time. we should invite him over for dinner, right?" (in chapter 4 segment 1 'family') it sounds a bit... strange to me. the way he says it is like how one would challenge prey into enemy territory. but then again, i really think i'm just looking too far into it. caleb naturally has a spontaneous and joke-y way of talking anyway, so maybe it probably is nothing malicious, but give it a listen if you really want to.

we don't know caleb's exact age (yet) and i don't know if he'd be older or younger than zayne, but hopefully in the future there's more on what their relationship is like - seeing as they're almost like polar opposites, i feel like their dynamic would be fun to witness. i presume those two didn't keep in touch over text/call like how caleb does with mc, so it would be nice to see them finally interact after so long. even a flashback with mc, caleb, and zayne as kids would be good... i'm begging for anything at this point...

that's all i have for now, i'm probably missing a lot of potential lore that could help with these supposed theories because the only myth cards i've completed so far is zayne's foreseer myth. i think in the lumiere myth cards there was a bit about the 'incident/catastrophe' (?) but since i lost the 50/50 to raf i've been a bit pouty and haven't watched a reupload of it or anything (i really wanted his solar pair ok...) anywho, i'll perhaps edit/correct this as more of the story comes out or if you guys want me to add/change anything :3 thank you for reading! i hope you enjoyed me rambling on about caleb. this is basically my manifestation post so that he comes home... we miss you xia yizhou. "૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა

[ayoharuko]

Valentines with Him! Part 3: Rafayel

Welcome to the last part of this min series! Which ends with our favorite artist, Rafayel of course!

If you haven't read part 2: Click this - Valentines with Xavier

Reader here is Female (she/her) :)

I hope you guys enjoy reading~!

Reminder: The character belongs to INFOLD/ its respective creators; this is all just fictional work so please try to not take these too seriously :)

I was walking towards Rafayel's house because it was valentines day and he wanted us to go on a date, however…I insisted that the date be at his house because their have been a lot of Wanderer sightings lately and I didn't want me and Rafayel to go through trouble.

I reached the front of the gate and as always its unlocked. So I went in and just locked the gate behind me, I opened the door to his house and I saw him at his usual spot; on top of a ladder facing a huge canvas. I sighed and and crossed my arms and coughed to get his attention.

Which worked as he looked towards me; “I though we were gonna have a date today?” I asked raising a brow up and silently judging him, to which he responded with the same type of sassiness I showed with a huff. “You were taking so long, I didn't wanna die from boredom ya know” He said, making sure to empathize the word 'die'.

I rolled my eyes at him as he slowly climbed down from the ladder; “So…what do you want us to do now?” He asked dusting his clothes. “You decide, its your house ya know” I said and he pouted at me; “Whaaatt? Come on…you literally insisted we stay at my place for the date..” He said pouting at me as I sigh. “Alright alright…how bout you teach me how to paint on a canvas? If you have leftover-” Before I could finish my sentence he grasped my hand and pulled me towards the couch and sat me down.

“How about we paint? That should be a nice activity right?” He asked and I felt embarrassment bubble inside of me….

“Uhm…Rafayel, your the artist here I'm not really good at drawing” I said shyly looking down at my lap; “So? Everyones an artist in their own way whether it'd be an ugly drawing or a good one” When he said that I looked up at him with shocked eyes…….

After some time he went to grab the materials needed for our little activity, when he came back; he gave me a medium sized canvas, pallet, and paint brushes.

He nodded and we started our activity. I decided to paint the ocean, it was simple enough since I knew I wouldn't be able to paint anything too hard or complicated.

I gently stroked my brush against the canvas; the canvas being painted in sky blue to mimic the reflection of the sky in the water. In the corner of my eye, I saw Rafayel taking glances at me…

I put my paint brush aside and put my full attention on him; “Did I get paint on my face or something?” I asked tilting my head to the side.

“You..actually did” He said and he stood up and went over to me, sitting beside me and moving his hand and face close to mines. I stared into his eyes, seemingly lost in them like the vast ocean. Before a second could pass I felt his soft lips on top of mines, this cheeky artist has stolen a kiss from me…

I blushed into the kiss and closed my eyes soon after, letting myself fall deeper into his charms as I felt his warm hand that was touching my cheek caress it; while the other hand was slowly stroking my tights. Suddenly our painting activity was forgotten as he took my canvas from me and sat his and mines aside gently.

As soon as his lips left mines I put a hand over my lips and glared at him; “You liar….” I mumbled as he smirks smugly, “Hm. I guess I was mistaken, there was no paint stuck on you” He said smugly; I blushed and smacked his shoulder gently as he laughs in amusement.

Me and Rafayel stayed in the position we were in (I was pinned below him) while we stared at each other, he then leaned his head on my chest and encircled his arms under waist to hold it.

I stared down in shock but all he did was snuggle his head deeper into my chest….

I sighed and slowly brought my hand to his hair and started stroking his soft hair, it was silent for a few minutes until he spoke; “Lets…just stay like this, I like hearing your heartbeat..” He said holding me tighter, I could feel my heart beat faster and I knew he could hear it.

“I…Rafayel..” I muttered his name in a hushed tone as I blushed, “I know…my hearts beating fast too..” I heard him say and my heart started beating a little more faster which I didn't even know was possible; “Remember our promise Miss Bodyguard?” He asked and he brought his face up while letting his arms hold his body weight.

“Yea..I do” I said, it was the promise that we made back when he was admitted in the hospital; how could I forget that?

He smiled pecked me on the nose, nuzzling his face to mines; “Its a good thing you remembered this time” He said and I raised an brow at that, “This time?” I asked with curiosity.

“Must have misspoken, don't mind that” He said and he leaned closer to my face once again, this time I knew what was coming and closed my eyes as I expected the kiss.

I heard him chuckle and felt his breathe on my lips; that was soon replaced with his lips. We kept kissing and kissing until the sun went down.

Until the ocean calmed down.

Until I couldn't feel my lungs.

The words that I heard from him before I fell into a daze was words I knew I wouldn't forget easily even when we're separated.

“I love you. My Beloved Bride.”

Thank you for reading this far~!

I'm so sorry that I finished Xavier's and Rafayel's late T^T

I hope I'll be more consistent these coming months, I've been pretty busy lately; with moving and pretty much everything in my personal life has been pretty hectic. Tho I hope the boys (Raf, Xav and Zay) have made your days a little brighter! Also, if anyone wants my UID in Love and Deepspace; just slide into my ask box and I'll gladly drop my UID for you guys ! :3

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Madi Caught Slipping: aka "How Jeremiah falls for every character in the book"

Scroll to find your favorite characters. Some are kinda crack ships. Have fun.

The girls:

Tara: This one's easy. They caught each other's eyes through MC and Xavier. He's at Xavier's place, they met in a common area. Jeremiah is trying to be a good wingman but he knows better than to use old tactics of flirting with MC on purpose to make Xavier act out in jealousy, he can do that when the trio is alone. That day he directed his attention to Tara, some small talk and flirting, maybe slung an arm around her shoulder to drag her to get a bucket of ice or anything for the other two to be alone. But she's adorable and he thinks, what the heck, a date won't hurt. She's pretty, and again, it's a good excuse for causing more circumstances to fall into place. The last thing he expects is to fall in love but it doesn't take much. She's earnest, tightness, selfless, and sweet. And look, who else is he going to gossip about Xavier and MC with? Good luck, Jer. Crystals in his pockets. He doesn't believe in any of her witchy stuff but doesn't mind it if it helps her feel like she's connecting to him or keeping him safe somehow. His religion he feels doesn't really affect it, he's only semi religious anyway. Cute planned dates. Flowers on her desk. Starts carrying some things of her recommendations in the shop. It's an easy, refreshing, comforting, and syrupy sweet relationship. Like two kids giggling in a pillow fort.

Jenna: This one's not easy. But, she's Xavier's "Captain" which, ok, Xavier is Jeremiah's "Captain" so there's the good soldier dynamic. There's a chance -depending on how Infold wants to play it- that Jenna and Jeremiah have a already met. It may be through Backtracker work, anti-Onychinus logistics, Jeremiah's research, something. If they have, it's an easier door. Either way, all they do is talk logistics and mission stuff to begin with. Then it's random small talk. Jenna is fun, and always thinking of others. There's a sense of "we're in this together" that bridges a gap. Maybe he senses that she's overworked. Maybe he hears from Xavier that they lost a hunter on their team. He sends her flowers. Then just keeps sending her flowers so she always has something to brighten her day, because he feels some compassion for the stress she's under, and secretly he's grateful that someone else is looking over Xavier. It's a slow burn. It's dependable, and sweet, and then it's a strong. They're a candle that keep others going, just trying to make it another day, but they keep that candle burning together.

MC: See Budding Romance. Anyways. This one really only works if like, MC has eyes interacts with him a lot more than Xavier. Because Jeremiah is always realistically going to be putting Xavier's needs first? And he really has shipped those two for centuries. He's probably absolutely had it up to here with them (imagine I am gesturing to something really tall for the metaphor.) But it also only works if he realizes he's loved her, because he has to get past a sense of 'She's Xavier's but I want her too.' It also only works if Xavier's holding back a bit, like he senses there may already be something going on between them? If he's confusing MC and she gets comfortable with Jer enough, then maybe, maybe. OR, she is just a version of MC who just doesn't have interest in pursuing Xavier at all, similarly to the MC's that end up with literally any other love interest, this MC would just... be particularly inclined towards Jeremiah to begin with, regardless of meeting Xavier first. Which, Jer would still have to get past whatever he's going to deal with, but once they're together, God. The manic things I've thought.

The way he's loved her for centuries, even if platonically before, to stay at her side in unwavering devotion for centuries, to abandon everything he knows on a chance of saving her, being her second-in-command, probably being the one to hold her tears when she could've easily felt very alone. He knows MC inside and out, TOO. And I think it would be very easy for him to want to slip back into a sense of companionship and want to by her side in any capacity of her life. Jer needs to feel attentive and needed, and I think it would be easy to want to stay by "his commanders" and "his Queens" side purely out of loyalty, and maybe... there's a sense of: It's always been me, I don't want it to be anyone else.

Yvonne: This one's funny. It definitely has to be a coincidental meeting. Jer's not going to any hospitals anytime soon. They have to meet outside work before, either on accident or she's a patron of his store, something like that. But the energy, please. She's beautiful, snarky. He can get behind that. She's also probably overworked. It's easy for him to be a sounding board, listen to all the gossip, or the frustration of incompetent patients. It's easy for him to be a comfort, patients get under your skin sometimes no matter how high the walls. Losing patients is never easy but god if Jeremiah hasn't been used to losing people all the time. It's easy for him to go along with antics. Prank bouquets to unwitting hospital members. And maybe if he's comfortable, he's appreciating that he actually knows a nurse. He teaches her how to care for Philosian differences in physiology, because there's probably things that are different and things he's had to DIY. Oh she'd absolutely shred him an earful if she finds out he's doing something stupid post-Wanderer hunting excursions. He absolutely makes her vision of beautiful custom scrubs come true.

Talia: Lord, Jeremiah as her nth husband? Sure. She's definitely ordering a lot of flowers to pester at Rafayel. Or she's getting flowers for her nth wedding. Maybe Wedding Planner style, it doesn't work out, but hey that florist is kinda--. And honestly, Jer probably picks up on some things. She's not from around here, neither is he. There's a certain vernacular Lemurians use, and there's a vernacular Philosians use. Maybe it's easier to tell earlier on. Kinda like Hispanics and Filipinos can immediately just pick each other out of a crowd. (Source: Is Hispanic). So there may be some companionship in, hey we're not here by choice, something drastic happened. And she's,,, way older century-wise probably, but he's not actually young, and they both have the bodies of a twenty-something. It's fine. They probably can find things to relate to. Old stories, old myths, old movies, old music. It's nostalgic and sweet. Maybe she likes the fact that he's not going to die, unlike her previous human boyfriends.

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the boys:

Xavier: I could write a book but. Just the constant companions and devotion. The loyalty. The "I'm with you to the end" and the fact that Jeremiah was someone he immediately told everything about MC. How, despite Xavier's jealousy, he still depending on him to look after MC and still needed him. Honestly, Xavier needs Jeremiah a lot more than I think he lets on. Vice versa. Xavier wasn't there for him when Jer lost the love of his life, and unlike Xavier's who reincarnates, he's never getting her back. It's a very permanent grief that Philosians seldom had to deal with. I'm sure Xavier feels a sense of regret. At the same time, it just makes Jer more fiercely loyal. I said it above, he deeply needs to have a sense of duty. He desperately needs to be needed by Xavier, to be ordered around and feel like he's contributing. He doesn't want to let him down, and he desperately doesn't want him to ever go through what he has. They know mostly everything about each other. They do love each other, already, so much. It doesn't take much. One or both could've already questioned things. Or they're in a universe where MC already chose someone else, so it's a matter of comfort and redemption and trying to let Xavier heal and grow into someone independent of MC. Also. I think about the fact that in CANON Jeremiah specifically made sure that he brought Xavier's favorite flowers with them from Philos and if that's not love I don't know what is. In this essay I will---

Zayne: This one is the most crack to me because again. Jer and medical staff? Probably not going to mix. They must meet at an outside time and place. Jer can't know Zayne's a doctor until later. It definitely has to be a universe where MC is pursuing someone else, but that may not stop Zayne from buying her flowers? Especially if she's not dating other guy yet, and on her birthday, something like that. So they could meet at the flower shop. It's not love at first sight, it can't be. Jer gets him with sweets. He uses one of Bella's old recipes maybe when he's mourning her death's anniversary? Zayne has plenty of loss experience. He's just a customer that day but he takes comfort in letting out the story a little bit. Zayne makes a recommendation. Jer makes him something else to thank him for his patronage. Its just sweet sharing back and forth until they actually decide to go somewhere after work. Not a date. They're too manly for that. Both assume the other is friend zoned. The crowd is banging through the floorboards at these two. Jer baking a lot, Zayne eating and tending to Wanderer wounds. Very slow but, comforting and sweet. Pun intended. Cause that's what it would be. They heal each other in more ways than one.

Rafayel: If I speak- ok. Listen. Talia or fans still is ordering a lot of flowers for Rafayel. Jer gets used to dropping them off. He knows Rafayel is probably hiding something, again, vernacular, however I've seen Rafayel tends to hide his better. But those muscles are way too toned for Rafayel to be some random painter. Pls. I know too many art majors. Jeremiah making Rafayel clothes. Because he's talented (hello Lumiere costume) and can definitely do some cool stuff (fireproof, effect stuff). Also, Jeremiah like,,, is on the dark web scouring for content for stuff to build ship parts and also keep an eye on wayward Backtrackers. There's no way he doesn't know Rafayel's wanted. Maybe he helps take care of it. You know Lemurians and debts. Idk. Just lots of snark. Lots of trying to take care of each other. Cooking together. Maybe even fighting together. Jeremiah being weirdly assertive with Thomas, a la "He said no pickles" style. Again, very easy to slip into a loyal companion mode. Very easy. Plus like. It's a very, very acts of service relationship. They squabble a bit but only cause they care. Also, same dynamic as Talia, they've been around a long time, they'll be around a long time from now. There's comfort in that.

Caleb: If Maverick himself is alive somehow, it either comes through mutual connection like MC wanting to introduce her "brother" or Caleb maybe stalking out people in "his sister's" life. So honestly he may have met him at a party. Its a work party. Everyone gets a plus one. MC brings Caleb, Xavier brings Jer. I have a hc Jer is a hopeless drunk, but nothing happens at this party cause earth beverages from what we've seen with Xavier don't honestly have much effect. Unless... Caleb himself gets.. yeah. Maybe he retaliates that MC is showing Xavier a lot of attention when he's s'posed to be the date. Fine. Two can play at this game. He goes after Jer. Sloppy kiss. Jer would be... admittedly weirded out, and probably more concerned about the guy. Next day some kind of humiliated apology at the flower shop spurred on by MC. But Jer's soft, and sweet, and kinda teasing. Oh no god help Caleb. They might bicker a lot, but they both care about MC and later on each other deeply. They might just start hanging out for the sake of it. But they both have soldier's hearts, and are protective people. They become protective of each other. Jer starts watching the sky scanners, keeping up to date on any relevant threats. Secret information passed along through a channel Jer engineers. Caleb frantically watching his watch that's connected to Jer's when he assumes Jer goes wanderer hunting. Fishing trips, cooking. Arcades. Nostalgic movies. Somehow they have synergy. Somehow.

Nero: Jer's an alien so that's cool. Honestly, I wonder if they already know each other. Not in person? But online? If Jeremiah's ever submitted anything for private analysis and Nero's the wanderer expert. He might've been connected just through accessing Xavier's portal to the deepspace organization. They start meeting in person to trade stuff. It's very secretive. Nero catches him out and about. Doesn't recognize him, couldn't possibly begin to, but he knows that voice anywhere. And oh no Jer's beautiful. He starts doing his own investigation. Shows up at the flower shop once he's sure, and slides him something only they would know. Jer's incredibly impressed. Wants to hang out more. They talk nerdy, and honestly it's probably worse the more Nero knows. Like, you mean there's alternate timelines and dimensions? You mean you can pull a sword out of your arm, too? You mean this metal is from another planet? You mean there's even more wanderers? You fell through a black hole?? Just on and on. Jer doesn't mind the obsession, it's nice to be open and talk about home. It starts as just kinda friendly besties but they grow to actually care about each other. Maybe they worry about each other somehow. They definitely try to outdo who does more for who. It's very relaxed, and not constrained. They don't have to be together all the time, it's comfortable.

Thomas: Again, something to do with deliveries to Rafayel. He starts being around. Maybe Thomas contacts him to do an event and Jer is just? Helpful? A nice guy? Hey Thomas looks like he needs a drink, that's all. Or maybe Thomas forgot something, requires Jer to back and like. They just?? Talk? For a long time. That kind of comfort bond builds first. Jer is easy to talk to. Jer's also like, nice and insistent enough if he finds out Thomas is an artist like, insists he wants something from Thomas specifically and wants to trade for some kind of arrangement. Well how about a drink? It's just relaxed and comfortable. This is a relationship Jer might withhold some of the aliens from outer space stuff a little longer, just until he's more sure of things and outcomes. But it's easy, and he likes hearing the stories. Thomas tries to paint what he thinks Philos looks like based on his descriptions. Jer cries. Jer cultivates a specific type of rose after Thomas. It's very luxurious type of relationship. Doesn't have to be money consuming but. Museums. Botanical gardens. Whiskey nights. Private lounges. Jeremiah makes him a custom suit. Just a lot of gift giving back and forth.

Greyson: Like Zayne, there has to be some circumstance outside of work. But Madi you wrote that for Yvonne too. AND I'M SAYING IT HAS TO. But if it doesn't for some reason, let's say Jer overdoes it, gets kinda beat up, some citizen finds him and he gets dragged to a hospital. You know how Philosian heart beats are slower? God, imagine? Oh they think he's on his way out. Rushed to the ER. Jer just like, coming to cause maybe the sedatives don't work the same, grabbing Greyson by the wrist like, begging, desperate, Don't hurt me. And oh no. Deepest shade of blue eyes on pools of hazel that are desperate. He might break. He doesn't want to become a science experiment. Ok that's dramatic. YEAH. Like does he break out of the hospital? Does Greyson flip out and have A Moment™��� with the other surgeons in the room? This is literally what Jer's been dreading for 200 years he's shaking he's terrified inside but he's also a soldier. He bites down that fear and idk maybe gets out of there. He thinks he's safe. Freaking runs into Greyson at a cafe or something super what-are-the-chances. And before Jer can run Greyson grabs him like, hol' on a second. ANYWAY. I'm just saying. It has to be dramatic or super mundane, for it to work. But if it does work out (somehow) then its. Cowboy and Alien. Jer is very doting, he can get to Greyson's cheesiness level. Who can outfluster who? who will survive? Dad jokes. Tormenting friends. Prank wars. Teaching Greyson to bake. He thinks he'll teach Jer how to ride a horse, surprise he was a Knight and already rides bareback. It's a fun dynamic.

[rionas-path]

Chapter 12

Such Solitude

CXVIII. A soothing wind of silence surrounded her as she wakened. Curled up in the corner of a hallway wrapped up in hides, She blew a breath into the wind, sending fire through flow’s guides Towards the firepit; igniting it with embers hastened. The vivid scenes of last night’s altercation were cleared skies In her mind’s eye, and so much work did her stay now comprise. Howbeit; firstly, she would cleanse the corporeal, sacred Remnants of holy blood on her bare body emblazoned.

CVIX. She stretched out her arms and gathered her bloodied attire Which was haphazardly thrown about. Soon after she washed Them with a rush of rainy wind, wholly with water bedashed While they levitated in midair. Lazily, she’d hire The flow for most of her work, since there was so much about; It’d be a shame if she were to toil hard and work without Relying on the magick’s abundance. She’d only require A lesser amount; this once succumb to her itching desire.

CXX. Donning her uniform and cloak of fur, which was adorned In dazzling tribal marks of her kin; she went undismayed Into the perilous room where the Tsar’s remains still laid Unmoving, empty. Thinking of fighting the tears, to have mourned The passing of her kin-in-kind, yet finding her solitude Too comforting. This ‘loneness granted her with such certitude. She moved him outside and neatly lowered his body malformed Onto the soil; enclosing him in the snowy and icy ground.

CXXI. Tradition dictated a quarter’s moon of wait before The ritual of last rites. Thus, the first stage was put to sleep. Now she would go onward with the cleansing of the tower’s keep. Rushing the lake’s water in a current from the very shore Towards and through the gate, splashing and cleaning off the remnants Of blood which were splattered on the floor, and walls, while wary droplets Bounced off in midair, preventing them from harming the scribe’s lore Or putting out the fire, as it blazed in great, dancing ardour.

CXXII. Alas, this place was still no safe haven or sanctuary; Therefore, she chose an elevated spot as her stronghold. However, the rotting wooden stairs would easily infold She reckoned, and thus, chose to make a decision voluptuary. Taming the flow yet again and forming steps of windy force, Which would act as skipping stones upon a river’s winding course. Leaping between the gusts of wind, she soared up to her new eyrie, Giving full trust into the magick’s muse without need for worry.

CXXIII. A darkened, unilluminated hallway awaited her, With sunlight pouring in flat streams through the leaky rundown walls. With a twirl of her digits, she brightened the abandoned halls, And found a pair of doors on each side of the interior. Without much thought, she chose one as her impromptu bedroom; To boot, she found a ladder stretching upwards in the gloom. In curiosity’s grip, she wandered up. No reason to defer Her exploration of the keep, her indulgence to pamper.

CXXIV. Mountains parted the valley in splendour before her eyes, As the lake below slumbered on, by the Guardians warded. Wind whirled about with the poignant essence of the flow uncharted, Which glanced along one’s senses, even seen make dancing strides In the rising light of the morning sun. The trees that dotted The slopes gently waltzed about, as their pearly gowns fluttered In the breeze. Every so often, she spotted a rustling guise Of lone deer which dug beneath the snow in search of a prize.

CXXV. In a moment of foolish wonder among this reserve Of flow abundant, she pressed her fingers upon her temple And gazed at the lake’s winding tale. Magick gathered with a gentle Sweep about her, instilling a vision into her nerve, Into her mind. Flow whirled in a pulsing, jerking motion On one beat and soothing on the next. She gazed at the formation, The glacier’s recede and advance in the same pulsing swerve Which enraptured the flow and beauty of the peaks did preserve.

CXXVI. Breathing in and out. The blooming of flowers, the falling of leaves, The nature’s cycle. Tears welled up in her astonished eyes As she was faced with the land’s radiance in all its dyes. Alas, the sad melody which all of Outerworld bereaves, Did mark the descent into a darker time. The ice and snow Came down one day and left nevermore, shrouding the world in woe. Still, she remained a maiden fair in her white-blazoned weaves, Though elegant, her solemn and sombre state worn on her sleeves.

[wolfofcelestia]

Sentimental sappy bullshit but

Listening to Rei's stories is so healing for me. Mostly because of Satou Takuya's voice.

Rei does mean a lot to me but so does his voice, stemming back many, many years. His name may be new to me, but the soul of his voice is not.

I may have known Rei as Rei for only 42 days (even longer if you count the drip marketing pre-release), but for over 9 years, my heart has been conditioned to be so receptive to his voice that he managed to skip a lot of steps and speedrun his way into being one of only two characters to ever carve his own place in my heart and permanently make a mark on me.

It only took him a week, if I recall correctly.

I don't love him just because of his voice. His voice only opened the door for me. His voice is a warm, outstretched hand for me to take. And it's a familiar, cozy blanket that he wraps over my shoulders as he welcomes me to learn about him, enjoy his character, and imagine a world with him by my side.

Rei may be a new comfort character, but going to his stories to listen to his voice is like coming home for me.

It's been 9 years since I've first latched on to one of Satou's characters but Tourabu only gives us crumbs of Shoku's voice.

But there's plenty of Rei here, in the form of comfort, devotion, adoration, romance...

I hope Papergames / Infold listens to their playerbase and actually makes the changes to keep the game alive for many years to come because

I've finally found a new home

And I don't want to lose it so soon

[libidomechanica]

But lets it so large an orb, as truly, know

And one the light, then quickly gone?     Around that motto drew. Show! A thousand honour of union     was Juan; whom shall have he did sip, and cast up from their     order keep we thinks gay Punch hath ending in her eyes nor     ears, till older man who

loves me again: the Future I     embrace; and lady friends them all this sick period close     the curtains over you except once on a day, so short,     and made a monument, so well served in this very weel     aff like Autumne plums, did

drop, and cause some pinnes hurt did     whine, by my side, so is her eyes glowing first. Strait is the     kitchen lightning a candle to touch upon them. Has     powerless Heliades melt into his repartees. When the     landscape which sight, they rode;

they take your regular in     paradise had more white with vagabonding sheets. A hidden     mystery once, and put the chosen it. Pensive he eyes,     lips another; no sister flower—may choose her voices     die, vibrates in the doors

ajar? His Soul was constant     colonies at last, to fold, birds more purpose lost, where am     I? Brake with her arms infold him his smoke occupied their     true hypocrite at least all price, when in an hour with you     fightingale does shed

its cool underwater filter’d     in a thoughted Venus having wretch! Some deem it but her     wings which in rubles, diamonds, cash, and sees best work, yet swell     threshold, he, or hand had my load before the saints and saints     had once think’st thou need not

see a single laughing at his     way, but true,—last war the wayward love, my bright sun glorifies     their guided steps can find nothing hastily. Which lovers     dream of Heaven to reach heart shall know, it is very     miserable Knight thee, which

is the stature, all are but with     the bench behind the clove, and murmurous vestibule his     youth, and the realme of Lorraine; and draw one Breath you this. Where     were dewd with many a sniggering flames in eyes? Pensive     he eyes, thoughts so sweetly

doth fall, the fetid wombs of blood,     with stay thought, in pity of love their hearts to—all at last     wet step before the wall, like Autumne plums, did drop a flowers     with the hung his common- place! Farewell, hear, mistress, for     Tyrans make a lyzard

dull, to taste. From each light voyage     or Shah, and the nymph that Fate avenges arms Shirúeh with     her grieve: for sharply, and hotel; thy packets, all hoped to     find its love a sister flows away; a single laughter     loved the best presume for

I have my body’s bane would surpass     the equinox, that sliding hip to haunch. Is it thy     seal-manual on my thought to owe, insolvent every     willing me. Thou dost speak no square were out of the dale, the     mysterious: besides,

so plied and stitched up in fatal     Juan ever made. The little Turk refused to walk away,     as with burning in a fit of waste, refuse and dubious     bone, though the cold ran the welkin volleys out his poor     old breast. Various arts

of melancholy rite for the     break. I am the heavy Saturn laugh’d, as if it seems     unkind. Of a wee white should not that ourselves awake, and     expire; so was of more perjured eye, to see me weep so     sore, hey ho! Don Juan now

was she. You tell the slow-picked, halting     travell’d; and kissing injury, revenge from his ivied     nook glow like a race- horse; much as may be Boaz, and     fingers on this wish, nor blank; it means to immure herself     in me. Birds, gusts and now

she will Europe’s sagest head.     Be cut in Phaeton’s time, and destroy the cattle’s feet, scrambling     ecstasy, till Paradise: wheels round my hope! When Newton     saw an apple doth sit, long siege to their fox-hunt o’er     its steady surprise a

heap of pain. An image I do     steal thyself, by turns to pull. Here he could tell nought can tire,     and Lamia, what can ye recognition from thy     should be able for know, through or smooth as snow she seeks: he     shoulders, heav’n-directed,

to go, whilst ravish’d with no soul     and unload all good to live. Mae nor mermaid’s voice and alone     the writhed her to Its delicacy—stoops at once     ye shall lay bare her long by hardest fate, the bows her heart.     He spoke, and yet these dinner;

angle, the soldier’s death’s ebon     dart, to strike the prison’d in her, she: but thou, that turns     up through they rang on her troubled brain;—and tug at the all     over America. Teaches one to folk—remember     me when the low starlight.

Who, in my e’e, to this flesh helps     soul! Nor did when they: alas that joy can get a fresh beauty     is to me as laughter knit into each other ran     in his magic vapour of some a little leaning up     this proud head lolled back,

nor brag not of. Just such art as     from a half-unquench’d volcano go. Have in the primrose     bank whereon with brasswork prinked, each leaning in the god     of day, to lord and lads indifference certes, she was     Nor more than she frame to?

[verynormalsstuff]

This is just a masterlist of all my reblogs

Xavier from love in deepspace

Wanda from the MCU

[tapronlimited]

Simple Ideas to Make Your Small Bathroom Look Bigger

The Tapron blog post offers practical tips for making a small bathroom appear larger. It suggests using light colors to create an illusion of more space, selecting the right tile size to avoid a cluttered look, and installing wall-hung fixtures to maximize floor space. The use of mirrors to reflect light and add depth, as well as efficient storage solutions, are also recommended to enhance the perception of space. For showers, choosing enclosures with infolding or sliding doors can save room. For more detailed strategies, visit the full guide here.

[whileiamdying]

Song of Myself (1892 version)

BY WALT WHITMAN

[…]

40

Flaunt of the sunshine I need not your bask—lie over! You light surfaces only, I force surfaces and depths also. Earth! you seem to look for something at my hands, Say, old top-knot, what do you want? Man or woman, I might tell how I like you, but cannot, And might tell what it is in me and what it is in you, but cannot, And might tell that pining I have, that pulse of my nights and days. Behold, I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself. You there, impotent, loose in the knees, Open your scarf’d chops till I blow grit within you, Spread your palms and lift the flaps of your pockets, I am not to be denied, I compel, I have stores plenty and to spare, And any thing I have I bestow. I do not ask who you are, that is not important to me, You can do nothing and be nothing but what I will infold you. To cotton-field drudge or cleaner of privies I lean, On his right cheek I put the family kiss, And in my soul I swear I never will deny him. On women fit for conception I start bigger and nimbler babes. (This day I am jetting the stuff of far more arrogant republics.) To any one dying, thither I speed and twist the knob of the door. Turn the bed-clothes toward the foot of the bed, Let the physician and the priest go home. I seize the descending man and raise him with resistless will, O despairer, here is my neck, By God, you shall not go down! hang your whole weight upon me. I dilate you with tremendous breath, I buoy you up, Every room of the house do I fill with an arm’d force, Lovers of me, bafflers of graves. Sleep—I and they keep guard all night, Not doubt, not decease shall dare to lay finger upon you, I have embraced you, and henceforth possess you to myself, And when you rise in the morning you will find what I tell you is so.

[plmp0]

The Sex Love House PT 3

Summary: Welcome to the love house where a lot of stories will infold, 7 participants will have a chance to live together in the same house for a mounth while still doing their normal activities, will they find real love in this short period? Or at least this is what ur friend want u to believe. Part 1 Part 2

Warnings: a very manipulative!jay, manipulative!sunghoon, manipulative!heeseung, ex!bf!Jake, everyone is a perv in this house, reader is clueless, shameless reader, kinda stalker reader, Siyeon (from dreamcatcher) is also part of this, this is a pure filth, explicit content.

Smut warning: hand!job, oral (f), cum eating, desperate Jake, kind of subby!jake, p in v, unprotected sex (cause it's fiction), overstimulation, a lot of teasing, i think that's it

A/N: This part was supposed to go out a long time ago but i forgot to save it and i had to re-write it again so it's not as good cause i got annoyed sorry. Also this is not proof read so there might be some mistakes and typos so yeah

It's the week-end Jake woke up today going straight to ur room knocking on ur door before entering, u were still in ur shower robe hands blow drying ur hair as he looked at u through the mirror "oh hi i was going to talk to u after i finish, we didn't get a chance to yesterday" u said upon brushing ur hair.

He noded his head eyes scanning u, u got more beautiful since the last time he saw u, he's ngl he forgot about u at some point but he just woke up one day having u running through his head, what could u be doing now? Did u get taller? Did u let ur hair grow? How many relationships have u been through? He had these small thoughts about u, but everytime his heart tries to soften to u, the memory of ur ghosting and its side effects come back to him, it was like a trauma for him, getting in the way of every relationship he tried to be in, always having doubts about the other part, not able to trust her fully, he really has abandonement issues now.

"There is no need to bring back what happened in the past" u said getting him out of his thoughts, u turned off the blowdryer approaching him eyes softening now that he is close to u, ur guilt kicking in immediatly "m so sorry for what i did, i know nothing can excuse what i did but i wasn't mature enough" u said holding his hand in urs, he cleared his throat avoiding looking at u, pulling out his hand gentely and that was enough for u to know that he didn't forget u.

U sighed feeling bad but deciding to brush off the topic "so tell me, what r u doing now?" U asked hoping to get rid of the awkwardness noting how he didn't let a word out.

He smiled shrugging "i took over my dad's work"

U smiled back remembering how sweet his dad used to be and how good he treated u "i hope he is doing fine"

"He is" was all he replied with, taking a seat on ur bed "ahh right! Do u want something?" U asked after runing out of ideas to lighten the mood, he sighed hands massaging his forhead "i just wanted to ask if u have some pain relievers"

"Ohhh? Ur head hurts?" U asked hands busy searching in ur drawer for the said pills, taking it out and handing it to him "here" he took it from u thanking u and putting it in his pocket .

U sat on ur chair facing him now forgetting that u r still in ur robe that is about to open in any second now, ur hair isn't fully dry u look so... so tempting Jake's eyes can't help but stare at u head empty only u running through it.

"U don't want the guys to know that we were together?" U asked after talking for sometime now without getting a reply from him.

He cleared his throat again " ah idk i didn't know if u'd like them to find out so i chose to not say anything" he shrugged, u smiled at him he is still considerate as always "i don't really mind but since we didn't talk about it the first time let's just keep it between us"

He smiled back wanting to stay with u longer, seeing u now in front of him again brought back his old feelings towards u.

U heard ur phone ring on the table behind u "excuse me" u let out softly turning back and stretching to get it without standing from ur seat, exposing ur bare thighs and a faint sight of ur blue panties to Jake whose eyes were boring into u tongue darting on his lower lip , he gulped hands sweating and itching to feel ur soft skin, u smiled at ur succeed attempt to get ur phone seating properly now and answering ur call, Jake's eyes didn't leave u even for a second scanning the way u pout whenever something is not pleasing u, the way u roll the end of ur hair listening to what's been said on the other line, lips smiling from time to time flashing ur white teeth, everything about u was beautiful and he miss having u for himself.

U made eye contact with him in the middle of the call mouthing a sorry, Jake only smiling at u as he waited for ur call to end (but wishing it to take longer so he can drink in ur beautiful features more).

U ended the call that was from one of ur co-workers asking u about some file u wondering why tf they want that in the week end, u sighed looking at Jake noting the way he is looking at u.

"That took longer than i expected sorry"

He didn't budge even when u waved ur hand in front of him, only waking up when he heard ur soft voice calling his name and he almost let a sound out from that "are u okay? U r spacing out a lot" u asked concerned, eyes looking at the way his adam apple boped down before hearing him gulp loudly.

He shakes his head like he was in some sort of trance head dizzy as he inhaled u r fresh smell now that u approached him " m fine dw" u sat next to him, resting ur back on the wall and he followed ur movement head titling to face u " u r still as beautiful as u were" he let out making u blush a little bit as u give him a thank u chewing on ur lips fingers playing with the hem of ur robe.

He massaged his shoulders letting out a small groan and u turned to look at him he really look so tired "do u want me to give u a massage it's gonna help u relax a little bit" u said.

And he stayed still for a minute thinking about ur offer before noding in agreement, u stood up going to take an oil u use whenever u wanna relax "come on lay down" u rushed him and he did "i think it'd be better if u remove ur shirt" u said as he removed it and tossed it somewhere on the bed, u straddled his back he pressed his face on the matress upon feeling ur weight on top of him, his body shivering when the cold oil met his skin ur hands following after, massaging his nerves skilfully, he shut his eyes his body relaxing while releasing soft groans every now and then.

U were so good with ur hands he almost fell asleep if it wasn't for the unintentional scrach he felt on his back, u just continued working ur magic ignoring the way his body squirmed, u smirked a little bit knowing exactly how he liked that, u kept digging ur nails on his skin saying a sorry with a fake pout whenever u do so.

He could feel his muscles tensing up again, his forehead now resting on his hands teeth biting his lower lip not wanting to let a sound out, but it was impossible at this point especially when u brushed ur fingers faintly over his soft spot, u knew his body so well doing the most to get a reaction out of him, ur competitive side kicking out until a moan skipped his lips making u stop ur movements immediately "ohhh?" U said mockingly leaning forward until ur lips met his ears "u r still the same Jakey" he whimpered his hips humping the mattress shamelessly making u chuckle "what are u doing?" U asked faking a confused tone as u moved from his body standing in front of him. Jake titled his head looking at u confusion written all over his face, u cocked an eyebrow at him as he didn't stop his movements his eyes boring into ur body that was all exposed for him at this point, the robe not doing any job at hiding ur skin, the small curls at the end of ur hair still wet arms crossed waiting for him to speak but he didn't, u sighed clenching ur jaw slightly leaning forward lifting his chin with ur index finger "where r u looking? My face is here" u exclaimed wanting to get something out of him but his eyes are fixed on ur lips, u dart ur tongue on them watching how his own mouth is open almost drooling at the sight of you. Jake has always been like that, everything u did used to turn him on, and it looks like nothing changed.

U chuckled softely kneeling on the floor so u can face him blinking slowely as u caressed his cheeks titling ur head and getting closer to him until ur noses touched u were planing to tease him a little bit more but he rushed kissing u like he was starving for years, his lips moving so fast tongue rolling around urs u let go of his cheeks one hand now around his neck while the other one is searching for his hair tugging slightly as he moans in the kiss.

U left his mouth panting for some air, u looked his way and u can't help the heat that went to ur cheeks when u saw him, he looked so fucked out just from a kiss coming closer to kiss u again "so eager" u thought

U kissed him again his hands holding onto ur thighs, Jake now sitting properly without breaking the kiss making u also stand and straddle his lap, u started rolling ur hips slowly his hands following your pace, his thumbs tracing circles on ur inner thighs, ur hand going from his hair to his neck applying a small pressure and he groaned in the kiss.

"Shhh" u warned him and he whined in return making u smile in the kiss as ur hands traveled to his pants, unbuttoning them and sliding them down his knees along with his boxers, he let a deep breath out his body tensing up as he waited for u to touch him, the anticipation killing him.

"Please" he managed to mutter out his dick twitching in the cold air as his head tilted backwards and a sigh left his lips when u wrapped ur hand around his cock.

Ur thumb pressed on his slit collecting the precum that is oozing from it and spreading it along his length, his grip on ur thighs tighten as his body shakes under ur touch, he moaned in the kiss the need of breathing making him part his lips slightly, his moans were so loud despite him trying to stay silent his eyes were rolling to the back of his head.

His hips started moving up to meet ur strokes as his moans increased in volume, u felt him getting close, ur thumb now pressing on his slit again teasing him by stroking the base and going to the top before repeating the same process.

"Baby" he moaned against ur lips as his hips buckled upwards his stomach and chest rising, his hands are gripping ur thighs tightly, his nails digging in ur flesh, his toes curling as his mouth parted in a silent scream the only thing coming out of his mouth was a gasp as his eyes rolled back.

His dick twitched a few times his cum landing on ur robe and his chest, ur eyes were scanning the view, his head was still resting on the bed his eyes closed, his whole body shaking still feeling the waves of his orgasm, he was so sexy like this, and u can't deny that the thought of him getting off just from u stroking him made u so turned on, u were sure that your panties were soaked wet.

He was catching his breath when he felt u getting off his lap, he opened his eyes, his chest moving up and down, his dick still twitching as he saw the mess he made.

"Fuck y/n im sorry" he said trying to grab a tissue but his body was numb and his mind hazy.

U didn't pay him any attention going straight to ur closet pretending to get another robe and discarding the dirty one on the ground.

Jake was looking at u his dick already hardening again his eyes were roaming over ur body his gaze fixated on the curve of ur ass and the way the blue panties hugged ur thighs.

He wanted to eat u alive, he wanted to make u cry out his name, he wanted to fuck u, and u wanted the same, his dick was pulsating against his stomach, and all his senses were focused on u.

U felt his stare, turning back to face him a smirk forming on ur lips as u took a step forward and his hands were instantly on ur waist pulling u down on his lap, he attacked ur neck kissing, biting and sucking on it, he didn't want to leave a mark so he didn't suck for a long time, he went lower until his teeth bit ur collar bone his hands pulling down the new robe as his lips met the top of ur breast leaving kisses and licks.

"Oh" a sigh escaped ur mouth as u tilted ur head backwards, his right hand went down cupping ur clothed pussy while his left hand held onto ur waist for support.

He started moving his fingers, drawing circles on ur clothed clit, he didn't stop the movement of his mouth on ur breast as u started grinding against his hand. Jake was like a starving man, his touches so earger, his actions desperate.

U held onto his shoulders for support as he pushed u back laying on the matress, his body covering ur smaller frame as he started sucking on ur right breast his hand moving away the panties and entering two fingers inside ur pussy making you arch ur back as a gasp left ur lips.

His fingers were hitting the right spot and he went to kiss you again, his mouth making it hard to breathe, the pleasure was too much, ur eyes were watering, and his dick was rubbing against ur thigh, Jake broke the kiss panting like a dog delivering kisses on you stomach as his thumb was circling your clit, u were so sensitive his every move was sending shivers down ur spine, he was so focused on pleasing you, and it wasn't hard for him to get the job done, it's like he has been dreaming about this for a long time, he was now on a face level with your pussy he groaned biting his lips before replacing his thumb with his tongue, a scream slipped your lips and your back arched high in the air, his grip on ur waist was bruising, he didn't want to let go.

He hummed upon tasting you his eyes closed tongue going wild making it hard for you to contain ur moans and u were sure by now that if Heeseung was in his room he 100% have heard you, his room next to urs and that just added to ur heat making u go crazy, you were close by now already worked out just from earlier, Jake's finger went deeper making you let out a cry hands tugging at his hair and he moaned upon that "Cum for me" he mumbled against your pussy, the vibrations of his voice enough to make u reach your peak.

You cried out his name legs shaking uncontrollably, head dizzy, and chest heaving, and Jake didn't stop licking on ur clit not even giving u time to calm down and recover from ur first orgasm, "No-omg" your hands went to pull him away but instead you found them back on his hair pushing his face closer, his tongue was so skilled and u can feel yourself getting close again letting out small cries , the feeling of his tongue was so amazing and u can feel your whole body burning up, it didn't take long before u came again squirting on his face this time.

Jake pulled away his lips wet, face glistening with your juices, his eyes dark, "That's so fucking hot" he muttered licking his lips and wiping his face with his hands, he was looking at you hungrily, his cock red and dripping with precum, you wanted him inside you.

"C'mon here" u said pulling him closer for a sloppy kiss tasting yourself on his tongue as you started moving your hips, both of you were a moaning mess, the need to be close was so strong.

"Jake" u moaned against his lips and he hummed eyes still closed "fuck me" you said and his eyes shot open his mouth hanging open his breath got caught in his throat, and u smiled at him softly you were always a fan of his reactions always acting like he hasn't heard these words before as if it's his first time and you were sure that he was now going crazy, ur words made him feel like his heart is about to explode.

He didn't hesitate to get between your legs, his dick rubbing against ur wet folds as his mouth went to suck on your neck, your hands went to his back leaving red scratch marks as his tip was pressing on your hole, the need to enter was strong his eyes scanning your expressions as he entered you, a satisfied sigh escaped both of you lips, you were so warm and wet around him he didn't have any energy to start slow, his thrusts were hard and rough his hands holding onto the sheets as his hips met yours with a slap, the air was filled with your moans and the sound of skin slapping, the bed creaked underneath you and you could hear it hitting the wall, it's not a surprise if u end up with a hole in the wall, and he was going so fast he didn't give you a chance to adjust his cock hitting the right spots, "fuckk you feel so good Damn" he groaned his hips moving by themselves his head dropped enjoying the way you feel around him, your hands went to his back pulling him closer wanting to feel him deeper, his chest was now touching yours, his skin was so hot and he was sweating a lot, you can see his veins popping his mouth hanging open as his forehead was touching yours, his thrusts becoming more aggressive and it was hard to catch your breath, you can feel yourself getting close for the third time tonight your stomach twisting and your eyes rolling to the back of your head, Jake's hand moved away from the sheets gripping the headboard as he was slamming into you loving how you moan his name, he was close, so close, his dick twitched inside of you.

He was so lost in pleasure he had other plans for you but he forgot about everything focusing only on the delicious feeling of you he swear he hasn't felt this good since being with you, he doesn't know why but u just enjoys it more when it's you, his thrusts were now unrhythmic moaning as his hands went to the pillow and you let out a surprised yelp when his other hand grabbed a fistful of your hair pushing your head back loving how you look for this angle ,his cock was throbbing and pulsating inside you the knot in your stomach was so tight and you could feel yourself reaching your peak, Jake was grunting his eyes shut curses leaving his lips "fuckk fuck fuck" and you could feel the tears building up so sensitive from the previous releases and it was a matter of time before both of you came at the same time, he pulled out after spilling his seeds all over your stomach.

He let go of your hair and collapsed on the bed next to you, both of you were panting your minds were blank and the air was still thick, the room smelled of sex, Jake's hair was sticking to his forehead, his chest was moving up and down, the only sound in the room was the heavy breathing. You were laying there trying to come back from the high, you looked at Jake his eyes closed, his face still sweaty and red, your eyes moved lower, his chest and stomach are covered with his own cum and he didn't seem to mind.

You chuckled "what?" He asked eyes opening to look at you.

"Look at the mess" you said pointing at his stomach, he sat up a little bit checking it out wanting to say something but he stopped after seeing you crawling, ur hands dropping his body back as u leaned down collecting all the cum that was on his body licking it up making sure to leave no trace behind Jake had to slap himself to see if he was dreaming, his eyes were bulging and his mouth was dry 'fuck you are so sexy y/n" it was too much, too many feelings all at once, it was hard to control the heat pooling in his groin and he can feel himself getting hard again, he let a deep breath out when you stopped to show him the cum u collected before swallowing it.

"Fuck so dirty" he said pulling you for a heated kiss, your tongue battling his for dominance, he was already hard again his body was aching for u and u couldn't help but rub your pussy against his shaft.

"Please" he begged, and as much as u wanted him you were sure that your body can't take anymore, already sore from yesterday and the events that took place minutes ago.

"Next time Jakey" u said pecking his lips and he whined, his hands went down to rub your pussy and u let him, u were sure that you can't do it but a few moments later u were bouncing on his cock again.

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You sighed after what happened Jake stayed with your for a bit helping you move to the shower wanting to help but u stopped him wanting to relax for few minutes and have an alone time and he nodded pecking ur forehead and leaving. You took longer than intended cleaning your body lazily, you went out expecting to find a mess in ur room, ur robe thrown on the ground along with ur panties and the sheets wrinkled but instead everything was neat your clothes on the basket another sheets on the bed and that alone made your day.

Jake was sweet and caring as always and ur heart ached with guilt, ur mind was still in shock from everything but you didn't have the energy to spend a long time thinking, you dressed up wearing a long blue dress with a small slit on your left leg, drying your hair only with a towel putting on some perfume and walking out. U heard some noises on the living room and u followed finding everyone except from Jake and Siyeon sitting on the table having breakfast

Jay's eyes followed your every move his jaw almost dropping, the sight of your thighs driving him insane and it was so unfair, "wow y/n u look so beautiful" Heeseung said devouring you with his eyes and Joy nodded her head while Sunghoon didn't say a thing his eyes scanning u head to toe while stuffing his mouth with food, Joy pulled the chair next to her patting it for you "come on". She is such a sweetheart and u can't help the smile forming on your lips, you took the seat sitting now between her and Sunghoon and across from Heeseung and Jay, a small groan slipping Jay's lips when he saw u sitting so close to Hoon, his eyes were dark remembering yesterday's night but he wanted to take care of you today not liking how he let u go without helping. He grabbed ur plate putting a big amount of various food and handing it to u making u chuckle "i don't think m gonna be able to finish this but thank u" u said softly making him smile as well "enjoy, u need to regain ur energy".

Joy and Heeseung were talking about something but u can't pay attention u didn't realize how much hungry u re until u had ur first bite of food. "I thought u were going out this morning" Heeseung asked eyes not leaving ur face wondering what kind of excuse u'll make after he woke up to ur moans and you could feel ur cheeks heating up remembering the events that took place just few hours ago, u cleared ur throat shaking ur head "i changed my mind" u replied trying to avoid eye contact and laughing awkwardly afterwards, Heeseung grinned nodding his head pretending to believe u "Ahhh i see" he said. Joy's eyes roamed on the table "Where is Siyeon?" she asked particularly no one and Jay answered "She still have things to do at her house but she'll be back this afternoon"

"Where is Jake?" Sunghoon asked after a while and Jay was the one to answer him again "He left few minutes they called him from work"

U nodded, it was obvious that he didn't want anyone to find out, "How did u sleep last night?" Heeseung asked u and Jay chocked on his drink while you almost spit your food, Sunghoon who was taking a sip of his tea was now coughing loudly, Joy turned to look at him her eyebrows raised "are u ok?" She asked and he gave her a thumbs up eyes watering, Heeseung was laughing at the reaction of everyone his eyes meeting with yours and you could feel the heat on ur cheeks. "Oh my god u look like a tomato" he commented still laughing and u kicked his leg with ur feet under the table so embarrassed wishing that a black hole could swallow u and take u away from this place.

Sunghoon was now smirking loving to see u in that state remembering meeting with you yesterday when u were about to head to ur room after getting out of Jay's room sweating, face flushed and lips swollen ur robe closed messily and ur hair was in a very terrible state, u stopped at ur steps upon noticing his shadow turning to see him in front of you and u really tried to act normal but there was no point of that at that rate, so u just decided to do what u do everytime = running to ur room and die from shame! u hated that it's Sunghoon who caught u all the time and u weren't sure that u'd be able to look at him the next day but u managed to do that somehow. The table went silent again until Heeseung spoke again "i was just asking cuz it was too cold yesterday and the heating system wasn't working for me so i went to ask u if it works for u but u wasn't in ur room"

"Ahh yes" u lied "i was probably in the kitchen i got so thirsty and i didn't bring water to my room before sleeping" u mumbled, ur words beating u making Sunghoon laugh again impressed by ur ability to lie that fast. Heeseung and Jay were grinning knowingly, Joy didn't seem to understand the whole situation but she shrugged continuing what she was doing on her phone. U finished eating not daring to lift ur head again rushing to clean the table and do the dishes and u almost tripped, ur legs still sore from earlier if it wasn't for Sunghoon who catched u his hands around your waist holding you close, he chuckled his lips next to your ear his hot breath tickling you "are u still thirsty?" he whispered making u push him away chewing on ur lips, he chuckled again "just kidding watch out ur steps" he said tickling ur chin and leaving, making u freeze on ur spot questioning wtf was that about before walking out to the kitchen.

Jay followed u the thought of u doing the dishes while obviously looking tired not clicking with him, he insisted to do them instead asking u to have a rest in ur room, u sighed defeated and went back to the living room not wanting to spend ur time alone knowing that u'll just gonna be having unnecessary thoughts so u hopped on the couch laying there next to Joy who was watching some random insta reels and she smiled creating more space for you "what are u watching?" u asked her softly, Joy positioned her phone to match it with ur sight "just some reels" and u nodded watching videos with her while talking about some random stuff, u sighed the mic on ur back making u uncomfortable, "u should sit in the middle" Joy suggested but u shook your head "it's fine" you replied and Joy frowned not satisfied but she didn't say anything.

After some minutes Sunghoon walked to the living room sitting accross from you, his eyes not leaving ur body and u tried not to meet his gaze, his stare was so intense and intimidating and u wished he ignored u like earlier, "y/n" he called your name and ur heart skipped a beat it was probably the first time u heard ur name skip his lips, Joy looked at him raising her eyebrow but watching ur interaction quietly "yes?" u answered voice almost unheard and Sunghoon smiled, he loves when ur all shy and awkward with him, he cleared his throat before speaking "u wanna go on a date with me?" he asked u making ur eyes widen u certainly was not expecting this from him especially and u were wondering for a second if u've heard him correctly "uh?" u managed to let out and Joy couldn't stop herself from giggling next to you, Sunghoon didn't lose his charming smile making ur insides melt not even bothering to repeat his question, u looked at Joy for help, this situation almost awkward, she was smiling at you encouraging you to give him an answer, "umm... sure" u said after some moments, Sunghoon was waiting patiently and he seemed happy with your reply and Joy clapped her hands excitedly "great then it's settled" she said and u could feel yourself drowning, not knowing what to do and what to expect ur face as red as Joy's phone case ur eyes still looking at Sunghoon who didn't drop his smile now smirking at u, his eyes so intense making u question ur respond "i hope i don't regret that" u mumbled only for u to hear.

This part has been sitting in my drafts for a long time sorry :( but yeah this was not how i wrote this part originally nd it really sucks that i didn't save it but yeah hope u enjoy ^^ the next part is gonna be super intense, spoiler: it'll be both Sunghoon and Heeseung focused and oh god this duo is a lot!

[leanstooneside]

Lifes trials may be hard to bear, but patience can outlive them (SHIFTINGSHADOW)

BRIDEGROOM'S ARMS INFOLD

HIS SLAVE

HIS HEELS WITH

HIS NAME

HIS FELLOW CITIZENS

HIS HAND

HIS SINGLE

ARICIA'S TREESTHOSE TREES

HIS BEARD

HIS WHITTLE

HIS BED

HIS RIGHT HAND

MAIDEN'S BEAUTY SWELL

HIS SIRE

HIS RIGHT

VESTA'S DOOR I

CAPUAN'S HALL

THEIR STING

HIS WIT HE

HIS OFFICE

HIS LAST FIELD HE

HIS CENTURY

THEIR CARS

YOUR WALLS

HIS EAGER HAND

YOUR WIVES

THEIR COUNTRYMEN

[ayoharuko]

Hiiii can i request arguments with Love and Deepspace trio? Like really angsty but ends with a fluff.

Because yeah, i want to be sad, but i want a happy ending hehehehhe. Thank you ^_^

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Hello 🍓anon!! Make to prepare your tissues cause I love making people cry! (Pls don't take that outta context-)

This will be 3 one shots in one post because I wanted this as detailed as possible lol, so yes this will be quite long; sorry for that!

Reader here is Female (she/her) :)

Reminder: The character belongs to INFOLD/ its respective creators; this is all just fictional work so please try to not take these too seriously :)

T.W: Lots of kisses and a little spice. Maybe OCC.

With all those aside. Lay back, grab a snack and drink... andddd

Enjoy reading~! ✧

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Usually you were calm and collected but everything around you was starting to test your patience.

A huge wanderer incident had had happened during a festival that was happening in Linkon City and a few people had gotten hurt.

Seeing Captain Jenna's disappointed face directed at me and my teammates make me tip over the edge as I rushed to get back to my apartment, planning to drink my heart away.

While I was walking my hunters watch went off, and it seemed like the wanderer was near where I was so I quickly went to the location and saw it being taken care of none other then Xavier.

He turned towards me and softly smiled at me.... however I didn't return any soft or gentleness he showed towards me as I spoke in a cold, hallow tone.

"Where were you?"

I asked clenching my fists, the plastic wrinkling.

"I... had to take care of some important stuff, sorry... I tried to go and catch up but I was too lat-"

"How could you be so careless?"

I asked, now my voice spitting with venom as I glared at him.

"This is always the problem with you Xavier! You're so distant and secretive that sometimes I don't even know you anymore... I don't even know if I'm.... of I'm even as important as you say I am"

"I... didn't know you felt that way.... i.. didn't't mean to be so ignorant.."

"Save it Xavier... I'm too tired to deal with you right now."

I was such a jerk yesterday.... I can't believe I let my anger out on Xavier like that.

He has always been so patient and understanding with me and I go and scream at him almost like i... i...... I don't love him....

"Hey hey heyy! Earth to Y/n~! You alright?" I heard Tara ask beside me.

"Sorry.. yea I'm fine, I'll head home first alright?" I responded and we both said our goodbyes to each other.

As the elevator doors open, I was shocked to see Xavier sitting next to my apartment door and he was..... snoring?

I quickly shake him awake.

As he rubs his eyes and looks up at me while still being drowsy, I sigh and help him up as we both enter my apartment.

I sat him on the couch and go to get some warm tea for him.

After we both settled down and he was wide awake we both sat in silence..

"Are you.... still upset with me?" Xavier asked, breaking the silence.

"No.. I'm not, it was irrational for me to get upset at you for the first place..." I responded, looking down at the cup filled with tea I held in my hand.

"But.. I can't help but still be upset with you." I said, now turning my gaze towards him.

"I can't help but feel as if I'm... unimportant to you.. I can't help but feel as if...... you don't love me." My lips quivered as I uttered those words.

After a brief silence of me looking at his figure, he finally spoke.

"I didn't mean to make you feel that way.... i.." He seemed as if he was thinking about his words before saying them to me.

"You've got it wrong i... I do love you and you are important to me- so much so that I can't help but think about you all the time..."

He looked directly into my eyes as he spoke those words as I looked back into his.

"I feel frustrated at the fact that I have to keep secrets from you just to protect you...."

"You know I'm then capable of taking care of myself right? Xavier I just want you to be honest with me and show me all of you."

I said, my cup now sat at the table as I moved closer to Xavier.

"Why are you keeping half of yourself from me!? Am I that unworthy and untrustworthy? Xavier i... please just tell me-"

"Because I don't want to lose you again."

"H u h . . . . ?"

"Because. I don't want to lose you again."

"Again? What? What are you..."

"I... I can't explain everything to you right now but... I'm doing this to protect you because I LOVE you."

He pulled me into a hug and I felt his breathe tickle my neck as he nuzzles into it.

"Please... please don't force me in saying it... I can't lose you... I just can't.." He saids in a broken tone as he tightens his hold on me.

I contemplate for a bit and wrapped my arms around him and closed my eyes to breath in his familiar scent.

"Ok. Just promise me you'll tell me everything when you're ready."

He nods and we both decided to sleep on the couch tonight.

The next morning me and Xavier were back to normal, as if we never have fought....

As much as I want to press him for the truth I'll back off.

He'll tell me when his ready.

. . . . . . . . .

"I love you My Star" He whispers to the young woman's ear as she drifts off to sleep.

"Thanks for taking over!" I yelled over to my colleague as I happily skipped over to my motorcycle and rode back to my apartment.

Me and Zayne had planned to dine/have dinner at a new restaurant that specialized in sweetened foods!

I quickly got ready and got a message from Zayne saying that I should head over first, so I did and walked to the restaurant as it was quite near my building.

As I entered the restaurant I was led to me and Zayne's reserved sit, I smiled excitedly as I was given a menu.

However, since Zayne wasn't here yet I ordered a strawberry smoothie and just pulled out my phone from my pocket to scroll mindlessly on Lintok. (A.n: Seemed funnier in my head sorry-)

. . . . . . . . . . .

Its been a whole hour and he still wasn't here......

I tried calling his phone and bombarding him with messages but to no avail..

I calmed myself down and waited....

And waited.....

And Waited....

And Waited...

And.....

W a i t e d..

I started feeling the anger build up inside of me as I got up and left the restaurant, heading straight to Akso Hospital.

"Yvonne, is Zayne inside his office?"

"Y/n! Doctor Zayne is in fact in his office, he actually just finished a surge-"

I walked away as soon as she answered my question, almost sprinting to his office.

"-surgery... y/n?" Yvonne sighed as he leaned back on her chair, as a fellow nurse giggled behind her.

"It seems like Doctor Zayne has found himself in a pickle."

Yvonne sighs again and looked at the direction of their Cardiac Doctors office with a face filled with pity.

"He does."

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

3 knocks was heard as the famous cardiac surgeon/doctor was working on his computer with his usual stoic face on as he mindlessly asked the person who knocked to come in.

Only when he saw your figure enter did his face softened at the sight of you, but It son faded as you looked at him with sorrowful eyes.

Concerned, he stood up from his desk and walked towards you in a slow manner but you seemed to back away from him.

"..... Darling? Whats the matter?" He asked as he continued to look at you with genuine concern.

You winced as it seems like Zayne had forgotten your date.... again.

Yes. This wasn't the first time that Zayne forgot dates.

"You forgot again." I said as I looked up into his pretty orbs that I loved to stare at so much.

I watched as the realization hits his face.

I watched as he uncomfortably shifts around before setting his gaze at me with an unreadable emotion present on his face.

"I.." He stops midway and seeing this I just clench my fists together and made sure to give him a piece of my mind... and heart.

"Zayne, this has been happening too recently... I feel like you're trying to slip away from me." I said but I swallowed the rest of the wards that itched to come out.

"I'll... I'll make it up to you. I have the day this coming weekend, I apologize. The patients of Akso Hospital had increased over the weeks and we became understaffed.. I didn't mean to-"

"Stop.. just stop it Zayne." I turned my back on him as I felt my eyes burning.

"I think... we need a break from each other.. at least until you have enough time for me." I opened the door and preceded to walk away from his office.

. . . .

Zayne stayed standing at the same spot you had left him for an hour. Thinking about the events that had occurred.

He decided that he didn't want you both to end it like this- even if you said 'taking a break' he just didn't want to.

So he clocked out quickly, got in his car and drove straight to your house; hoping that you both could solve this by having a conversation... but if you don't want that the, I guess he really screwed up big time huh..

After finding a parking spot for his car, he made sure to buy flowers first (Your favorite ones of course) along with a heartfelt apology.

. . . . .

You plopped down on your comfy bed and closed your eyes in exhaustion.... however, your mind started drifting to the events that happened an hour ago.

Were you too harsh?

Did you do the right thing?

Were you selfish for not understanding Zayne's situation more?

Those were the type of thoughts swirling through your head as you desperately tried to get some sleep.

After sometime of you still not being able to get some sleep, you grabbed your phone from your desk and opened your boyfriends cell number, staring at the nickname and picture you set for him.

You pondered on whether you should call him or not...

After giving it some thought- you decided that why not? But as your finger hovered the call bottom the doorbell of your apartment rang.

Blinking confusingly, you set your door back down to its original place and walked outside your bedroom to the front door.

Looking into the peephole, you were shocked to see Zayne- holding... flowers... Jasmines to be more specific.

I unlocked the door and opened it wide, he briefly looked surprised for a moment.

"Zayne.. why are you here? I though that the hospital needed you." I said, my own voice betraying me as it came out in a bitter tone.

"Could i...come in?" He asked and I thought about it moment before sighing and stepping aside to let him in.

He ushered a 'thank you' to me as he walked inside my apartment.

I instructed him to sit down on the couch as I make tea for him and me. I looked at him from the corner of my eye and saw him deep in thought.

I gave him the tea and sat down beside him, I let a few moments pass before I speak.

"I-" "Plea-"

"................"

"You go first.." I said sipping my tea as he cleared his throat.

"Please accept these Jasmines that I grew inside of my office" He said as he nudged the Jasmines towards me.

I hesitantly took the freshly looking Jasmines from him and let out a meek 'Thank you'

"And please also... accept my apologies, even if I know that I'm undeserving of it-"

"Zayne plea-"

"You don't deserve this-"

"Zayne.. I should be the one to apologize."

He looked stunned for a moment and was about to refuse my statement but I spoke before he could.

"You always made time for me, I just... I just didn't realize nor have I seen it.... You were always there for me not only as my physical physician but also as the... love of my life." I said clenching my heart as I let out this confession of mines.

"Could i... hug you?" I almost let out a sigh of relief as I nod and wrap my arms around him tightly.

"Can I be... selfish tonight, my love?" He said our faces inches away from each other.

I slowly nod as our faces got closer and closer...till our noses touches... our breathes and finally...

Our lips touch and It eventually evolves into a deep and passionate one.

"I took a day off tomorrow, so we won't have to worry about sleeping in or waking up late..." He said as he breaths heavily.

I blush but smile slightly.... maybe me and Zayne will be alright...

As she drifts away into a deep sleep against his chest, he swiftly bridal carries her and walked inside her room to setting her on her bed, tucking her in nice and warm- leaving a warm forehead kiss reserved just for her.

He gently sits himself on her bed and looks at her with warm, softened eyes as he began caressing her hair.

"I... love you more than anything. My Jasmine"

"I won't let this mistake of mines happen again.

"You ready Rafayel?" I asked as I make sure my makeup was perfect.

"Just a second!" He said, his voice echoing inside the bathroom.

I sigh and get up and walked towards the bathroom door, leaning against the door.

"You sure are taking awhile..." I said a nonchalant expression present on my face as I saw him with his shirt unbutton as he turned towards with a smug smirk on.

"Thomas and you said that I should look as formal as possible for the auction so I am just taking my time to make sure I do look good~"

"Your just making sure we're late enough to miss the entire event aren't you?"

"...... Ugh- why are you siding with Thomas by the way? I'm your boyfriend... not him!" Said by the artist, pouting at me and crossing is arms.

I shook my head and turned around from him, planning to just text Thomas that maybe me and Rafayel would be late but I felt two strong arms wrap around me.

"Rafayel...?"

"You smell nice..."

"Stop kidding around and just hurry up-"

"I'm not kidding you do smell nice!

He turned me around to look at him and I blushed at our closeness and the look he gave me.....

"You also look... gorgeous" He said, smiling down at me.

"Hurry up so we can go.. you goofy fish." I said and boop his nose as he chuckles and went inside the bathroom.

I sigh and tried my best to fan my face, as it was hot and probably red.

After a few minutes Rafayel was finally finished and we both drove to the auction place via Rafayel's sports car.

"Rafayel! Good that you're here... some potential buyers wanna meet you, could you spare them a moment?" Thomas yelled as he walked towards us as we both entered inside.

Rafayel looked at me for confirmation, I nod and he was led away by Thomas to the other side of the room.

I sat down by the bar and asked a drink for myself, as the bartender put my drink in front of me; I took my purse out to pay for it.

"Here. I'll pay for the lady." I heard someone say beside me.

I quickly looked to the person sitting beside me. It was a man, seeming to be in his late 30s.

I force a smile on my face as I thank him for his 'Kindness'.

"You really are beautiful in person... even from across the room" He said as he scanned me up and down.

I swift uncomfortably and take a sip of my drink, remaining silent as I silently prey that this man would just leave me alone.

"Not a talker? Didn't expect that as you were all but smiley when you were with that famous artist. Rafayel."

"...."

"Still not gonna talk sweetheart? Well I-"

"What do you want with Rafayel..?" I cut him off and glare at him slightly.

He chuckles as he leans closer to my face and lets his neck words out in a whisper.

"You see, I want that painting for myself. However, Thomas said that it's an auction so I should just... fight for it when the auction starts."

I urge him to go on as I lean even closer, as the music was starting to get too loud.

"I'm willing to pay a great sum of money for that painting without even bidding..." He said and his next words bought me chills on my spine.

"And I'm willing to pay to have you as my own as well."

I quickly get up from my sit but he grabbed me by the arm and chuckles.

"I'm not letting my prey get away that easily..." He said darkly.

I was about to kick him when a hand grabs his that was on my arm, it was Rafayel! I almost fall back but was caught by the arms by Thomas that was behind me.

I saw Rafayel gripping the mans arm hard as he cries from pain.

"Rafayel! Let the guards handle this, we shouldn't create a-"

Rafayel throws the man on the ground and grabbed me away from Thomas.

Thomas calls for Rafayel, saying that the auction isn't over yet but I doubt he'd want to go back there.

I stare back at Thomas, silently apologizing as me and Rafayel walks over to his car.

Driving back to his place, it was quiet- painfully quiet.

As we come to a stop, he opens the passenger sits door and grabs me by the wrist; pulling me out of the car in a rough manner.

"Rafayel! You're gripping onto me too hard!" I yelled but he ignored my cries and took me to the bathroom.

I watched as he turned the bathtubs tap on.

"Ra...Rafayel?"

"Get in."

"Huh?"

He then tried to get me in the bathtub that was already overflowing, "Rafayel! ..... Stop!" I yelped as my legs hit the front of the tub and I fell into the tub, I closed my eyes as I felt the warm water embracing my whole body.

I coughed and rubbed my eyes as my glared at the man who was on top of me, I guess he also fell inside the tub as his clothes were wet as well.

"What is.. WITH YOU RAFAYEL!?" I yelled angrily at him, my eyes burning from the water and my frustrated tears.

"You let him get close to you Y/n! Now you smell like him and it.. it infuriates me!" He argued back at me with emotions I couldn't understand.

I scoffed at this.

"How could you be so childish? Not only did you underestimate me, you also made a scene! Thomas must be running around like a deer in headlights because of that stun you did." I said, breaking heavily.

Rafayel silently got off the tub and walked away, as I tried to processed the whole situation.

After a couple hours had passed, and me putting on some more comfortable clothes that I had left in Rafayel's place just in case.

I decided to try and look for him as I haven't seen him in the last couple of hours, just as I was about to give up I saw the bathroom door slightly ajar.

I peeked inside and saw Rafayel inside the tub, half naked and surrounded by water, his eyes were closed and he seemed relaxed.

I slowly walked inside and kneel beside the tub, I brought my hand to his cheek brushed the flesh slowly.

A lot of things were swirling inside my mind, i... obviously want to apologize for my behavior but.... I was also upset at him for not even considering his reputation.

I sigh softly and was about to bring my hand back to my side but a cold hand firmly gripping mines keeps it in place.

"Rafayel?"

He opens his eyes and we both stare at each other for a good minute.

"I... Rafayel, could you get freshened up? I need to talk to you."

"Why not talk here?"

"Your in the bathtub, I want us to talk seriously."

"I don't want to get out yet."

Ugh.. every so stubborn.

I sigh and got up from my kneeling position but he still wouldn't let go of my hand....

"Rafayel... I can't do this with you right now, please jus-" My sentence was cut short as I let up a small scream, pulling me inside the tub with him; soaking the clothes I had just wore a couple hours ago.

"Rafayel! Ugh... now my clothes are-"

"You wanted to talk right? Let's talk."

I gave up and let him position me properly on his lap.

"I'm sorry for the words I said earlier.. I was just... upset with what you did even if I should have thanked you for saving me." I looked down aka away from him as I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes to save myself the embarrassment.

"Hmph. Good thing you realized." He said and I pouted at his response as I thought he would be more grateful at my apology.

"But I know I'm wrong as well." I looked up at him in surprise at this as I didn't expect it from him.

"I know that my actions hurt you, cutie." He gently stroked my cheek with his cold fingers.

"I let the passion and my desires take over me, turning me into a beast thats possessive of you." I gasped as he bites the end of my palm, pulling me closer to him.

"Shouldn't you take responsibly? And make me feel... better?"

He whispered against my lips as our faces inch closer and closer....

Our lips touch and danced in a soundless rhyme, our hearts beating in harmony- both loud and fast.

I put both my hands on his chest and slowly push me away from my lips even if I knew we were both hungry for more.

He presses his forehead against mines and the other noises that can be heard is our heavy breathing and maybe even our beating hearts.

I sigh as he then presses his head deep inside my neck, his hands caressing my sides.

"You still... have that lout's scent on you, and thats a problem."

"Ra...Rafayel.."

"Don't worry, cutie. I'll make it up to you for making you upset."

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The One With Whiskey Eyes || 19 || Beneath the Gentle Snow

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~19~

Iris had not moved by the time Barry arrived in the store. He had to show Kevin’s ID to prove he was he one that Iris was expecting—he was incredibly thankful she had given Kevin’s name and not one of the alters, or that would be much harder to explain. He had taken the officer’s advice and was carrying a warm cup of tea from the café they had gone to that first night, guided around the mess of glass and the owners of the store who were speaking with a detective on scene.

The sight of the broken window and cops swarming all over the place had his hand tightening on the cup, trying not to picture how terrified Iris must have been when someone broke the window. She had sounded as though she was on the cusp of breaking down when he spoke with her on the phone, and that was after she had some time to calm down.

Led to the back of the store by a woman named Sinclair, she stopped Barry right before they were to enter the back office. “Here, let me take that from you,” she proposed, motioning to the tea. “I’m sure you’ll want your hands free.”

Barry nodded numbly as he handed her the tea—he hadn’t even thought of that. He probably would have just dropped the damn thing to let Iris into his arms. With his hands now free, the officer nodded to the door as a silent instruction to head inside. The door was slightly ajar already, a man’s voice drifting from within. Pushing the door open slowly, Barry stood in the doorway of the small office as he watched Iris sign the bottom of her police statement regarding the incident.

The sight of his tiny soulmate, one hand tucked in close to her chest and the other shaking unsteadily as she tried to sign the paper, nearly broke his heart. Knowing she had been in danger was more nerve-wracking than the nights he had known she was struggling to sleep—first because of their unfortunate beginning, and then again because of her father.

“Miss. Mayfair, you can finish this at the station. Just come by tomorrow, give yourself some time to calm down,” the male officer with her was instructing, trying to persuade her from continuing to attempt a sloppy signature from her shaking hand.

“Iris,” Barry called finally, more a sigh of relief to see that she truly wasn’t hurt than anything else. Immediately, her head snapped to the side, chocolate braid flying, and those watery, whiskey eyes landed on him with a look of such relief that Barry was moving before he even thought about doing so.

He didn’t care about the cops or the noise or the tiny space they were stuck in. Iris leapt from the chair and was infolded tightly in his arm in the next instant, small arms wrapped around him so tightly he was momentarily stunned by her strength. Releasing the breath he had been holding, Barry pulled her in against him until she had nearly disappeared into the bulk of his arms and coat. She made no sound, but he could feel her entire body shaking like a leaf in the wind.

Part of it was because of the adrenaline that must have flooded her system, now beginning to dissipate, but he also noticed that she was only in the thin, long sleeved shirt she had been wearing for work. They may have been in the back, but the window had been busted long enough that the entire store was frigid with the cold wind that had blown in earlier that day.

Her hands were icy against his back, the cold reaching him through his shirt. Keeping one arm wrapped securely around her shoulders, he used his free hand to rub up and down her back soothingly, trying to use the friction to bring more warmth at the same time. “You’re freezing, Sweetheart. Where’s your coat?”

“Locker,” she mumbled against his chest, the word barely audible. “In the break room.”

“I’ll go,” the officer that had been with her volunteered, stepping away from the couple and silently leaving the room as Sinclair leant past Barry to place the hot tea on the desk next to Iris’s statement. A moment later, they were alone.

“You promise you’re okay, Iris? You didn’t get hurt?” Barry asked a moment later, shifting his hold so he could run his hand along her soft hair—he’d said she got some glass in it, hadn’t he? That window had exploded with a pretty decent distance; there was glass all the way down the aisles.

“I’m okay now,” she assured, tightening her hands in the back of his shirt. “I just want to warm up, and lie down.” Pulling back just enough to look up at him, Barry felt his heart clench at the paleness of her cheeks, and the shadows beneath her eyes. It reminded him of the night they met up again at Dr. Fletcher’s, when Iris had come running without her coat.

Framing her face with his hands, her skin cold against his warm palms, Barry watched as she relaxed into the touch and sighed from the warm feeling. “Come back to our place tonight,” he proposed abruptly, blurting out the suggestion before he really thought about it. She blinked in surprise. “You’ll be safe, and I don’t want you to be left alone.”

Her expression softened and her eyes drifted closed before she nodded against his hands. Her agreement finally let Barry relax, knowing that he could keep an eye on her and assure himself and the others that she was safe with them. Still cradling her face, he leant down to press a warm kiss against her forehead, letting out a trembling exhale. Finally, his heart began to beat normally in his chest. He would need to speak with the others, but he knew they would all agree with his offer and welcome their soulmate in with open, grateful arms.

“Miss. Mayfair.” Pulling back enough, Barry and Iris both looked over to Montez, who stood holding her coat and bag in his hands. “You can go home now. Please get some rest tonight, and you can come by the station tomorrow to review and sign your statement.”

Nodding reluctantly, Iris admitted defeat. Her hands were too shaky to sign her name, and her brain grew foggier as the adrenaline wore off. “Thank you, Officer Montez.” Barry helped her pull on her coat and took her bag for her. She was soon bundled in her coat and scarf, the tea Barry had purchased cradled carefully between her hands. Initially, she was worried she would drop it, but it was only a small and was light enough she could keep her grip on the warm beverage. Barry accepted a card from Montez with his information on it, saying that he’d be working the next day and to just ask for him.

Montez stayed to collect her statement as Sinclair escorted them back to the front. Mrs. McIntosh stopped her just briefly to check on her and assure her that the store would be closed the next day. She smiled gratefully at Barry, the look in her eye telling him that she knew exactly what his connection with Iris was, before she let the two of them head outside.

An officer offered to give them a ride, Barry accepting gratefully now that they wouldn’t need to try and hail a cab or call a company to have one come by. Kevin’s ID had an apartment provided at the south side of the zoo, so it wouldn’t be suspicious to have them dropped off there by the officer. He didn’t usually go to Kevin’s work-provided apartment, but it came in handy now and then. The cop opened the door for them and Barry helped Iris to bundle herself in first before he joined her.

As soon as he was beside her, Iris folded herself into his side with the tea still between her palms. Barry heaved a sigh of relief as he let his head rest atop hers.

They had been preparing somewhere for her, but it was far from being complete. He would let her stay in his room tonight and they would figure out where to go from there. If she wanted to stay more than one night, he would gladly give up his room for however long she wanted. Knowing Iris, she would feel terrible about taking his room, but she also didn’t understand how deeply he and the others felt for her already. They would burn the world if she asked.

Being so close to the zoo, it only took a few short minutes for them to pull up at the gates to the back entrance. Barry quickly thanked the officer when he opened the door for them, helping Iris out as she continued to clutch the tea. He watched her eyes widen in interest when she finally took in where they were. The sounds of the animals could still be heard in the distant buildings, too far to be seen.

“The zoo,” she mumbled in surprise. Then her lips lifted in a tired smile. “You live in the zoo?” Barry watched the cruiser pull away before he spoke.

“Well, under it,” Barry answered sheepishly. “Come on, I’ll show you.”

Pulling out the ring of keys—a rather large number of keys—he unlocked the gates and led Iris inside. Keeping an arm around her, he watched her as she took in their surroundings, her expression showing no sign of disgust or judgement about his accommodations. “Is that why you work for the zoo?” she asked after a minute of walking up the winding paths. “Because you live here? Or do you live here because you work for the zoo?”

“I got the job first and found out that a bunch of the old buildings were abandoned, so I started working on making a place for all of us. We all have space here, so it was perfect. It’s…not very legal, but-”

Iris took his hand gently, cradling her tea against her chest so as not to drop it. He stopped talking, glancing down at her kind expression as she stroked her warm, gloved thumb over the back of his hand. “I lived on the streets, remember? You found and made yourselves a home. I see nothing wrong with that.”

A smile grew across Barry’s lips as she spoke, feeling his face warm at her kindness. “You’re perfect, Sweetheart, you know that?”

Iris repressed the urge to scoff, but pursed her lips slightly as she bowed her head. Barry stopped them outside the door to the underground tunnels, turning Iris to face him. Drawing her in closer, he pressed a firm kiss against his cheekbone before wrapping her in his arms again—careful of her tea between them.

“You’re perfect, Iris. I’m so glad you’re mine.”

She shivered at the feeling of his breath at her ear, his words reaching the depths of her soul. One of her arms slipped up to wrap around his neck, returning his embrace as she buried her face against his neck. Her emotions welled inside of her like a storm; she wanted to laugh and to cry, fighting against a whimper of all things that wanted to burst free from her chest. Holding Barry only caused the emotions to surge stronger, making her tremble against his presence.

“I love you,” she whispered instead, keeping her hold around his neck and shoulders tight. The muscles beneath her hand twitched and tensed for a moment before he relaxed against her, while bringing her in closer. The warm breath against her ear shuddered, like he was fighting to breathe. The words felt right as they rolled off her tongue, her heart free of regrets.

She loved him. She loved all of them. Having met them or not, they were hers and she loved them with all of her heart.

She would burn the world for them, too.

Turning his head to press a kiss against temple, Barry could feel the burn of tears as happiness threatened to overwhelm the rest of his senses. “I love you, too.” He felt her draw back enough to return the kiss he had given her upon his cheek, lips trembling and warm breath teasing his skin. Pulling back enough to meet her gaze, whiskey eyes glistening much like his own, he couldn’t stop the smile that brightened his features.

Snow peppered Iris’s dark hair and the mix of emotions and cold air had brought a rosy colour to her cheeks. She was the picture of beauty as she gazed up at him with her lips turned up the faintest bit to mirror his smile, her palm warm against his cheek as she shifted her hold on him. He could see only happiness and peace in her expression, her confession done with honest emotions. “I love you, Barry,” she repeated, her voice stronger this time.

Barry’s cheeks nearly hurt with the force of his smile, watching as Iris’s smile grew as well at the sight of his emotions so clearly on display. His head tipped forward to rest his beanie-covered forehead against hers. Taking a moment to silently bask in the moment, he took in the sensation of Iris’s thumb caressing his cheek and the gentle warmth of each exhale warming his lips against the cold wind.

Remembering the morning that he had walked her to work, Barry gazed into warm amber before he closed his eyes and tipped his head. His lips claimed hers, completing the kiss that almost was when she had turned her head that one morning. A soft sigh escape her before she lifted her chin to press back, parting her lips just slightly to take his bottom lips between hers. Closing her eyes completely, unbidden but joyful tears streamed down her cheeks.

A shiver disrupted the peace as icy wind blew across the back of Iris’s neck, the smile on her face assuring Barry that her tears were not of sadness when he pulled away to look down upon her. “Let’s get you inside,” he offered, keeping a warm, heavy arm across her shoulders as he unlocked the door for them and pulled it open with ease.

Iris shuffled in ahead of him, shaking the snow from her hair as he closed and locked the door behind them.

Flipping on the hall lights, a set of stairs immediately descended into the underground tunnels. Barry shook his shoulders as he looked bashfully at the ground. He knew that she wouldn’t judge, but he still wished he could show her a nicer place to stay. She noticed his silence and reached back to take his hand again. “Show me,” she encouraged softly, using the other hand that still held the tea to carefully wipe her cheek.

Barry reached forward naturally, wiping the other cheek free of salty tears.

Holding her hand, he led her down the stairs and into the confining tunnels that he and the others had made their home.

Majority of the walk was hallways with dim lighting, kept fairly clean because of Dennis’s habits and Patricia’s concerned nature. Their steps echoed off the walls as he guided her into the center of the abandoned buildings, where the old employees of the zoo had offices and break rooms, which included the kitchen that thankfully had working appliances.

Unlocking the last door that separated his home from the halls, Barry held it open for Iris to enter first. Iris stepped inside and immediately began looking around, taking in the sparingly placed décor and personal items. With so many different personalities and preferences, she could understand that one main way of decorating would be hard. Some furniture was spread sporadically, yet meticulously, and she could detect touches of Patricia from the throws or pillows that were placed carefully around the little living room.

The bookshelves were a bit of a disaster and she could see little piles of papers with writing and drawings from where she stood.

A set of dumbbells were stashed beneath one of the couches, barely peeking into her sight. Luke’s leather jacket was hung on the corner of the chair at the table, a woman’s soft red pea coat on the opposite side.

Barry watched as she took in the minute details that were haphazardly spread throughout the main room. The kitchen was off to the side, Patricia’s collection of herbs stacked in main view and the large cupboard of cereals left open from that morning when he’d made breakfast before work. “What…what do you think?” he asked nervously, even though he could see her lips turned up in a smile.

“I can see you,” she answered quietly. “And Luke,” she added, motioning to the jacket, “BT, Patricia…”

Barry relaxed as he watched her attention jump from possession to possession, seeing her soulmates among the chaos. She could also see a few children’s colouring books, and several different types of shoes neatly sectioned away. Walking over to the corner that had some of his drawings scattered about, Barry swallowed as he watched her inspect some of his work. Her attention was caught by one of the more recent ones, which he was wishing he’d stashed away now, that he had drawn with her in mind. The model was faceless, but it was of a thin, small woman that appeared enveloped in a plush jacket of whiskey-coloured softness. He had tried to capture the colour of Iris’s eyes, but it was a difficult shade to recreate.

“These are amazing, Barry,” she breathed out in awe, leaning closer to take in some of the details. “You’re very talented.”

“Thanks,” he mumbled bashfully as he pulled his beanie off. “Uhm, we’ve been getting a room ready for you but it’s not quite done. You can…stay in my room tonight. I’ll ask one of the others if I can use their room-”

“Barry,” she interrupted softly, moving to place her tea down on the little dining table. “I don’t want to kick you out of your room.” He opened his mouth to insist, but Iris placed her fingertips against his tips before he could get a sound out. “You slept next to me when you were at my apartment. Can you stay with me again?”

He hadn’t even really thought about it until that moment, but she probably didn’t want to be alone after the fright at the store. She had no clue who had thrown the pipe through the window, for all she knew it could have been her father, or the man and his wife that had tried to get the money from her for a refund that didn’t exist.

“My bed’s a bit smaller than yours,” he admitted in forewarning, but she just smiled up at him.

She looked ready to speak again before her words were interrupted by a long, deep yawn that caused a quiet popping sound in her jaw. Barry pursed his lips at the adorable sight of her covering her mouth with the sleeve of her coat, eyes squeezed closed.

“I’ll give you a proper tour tomorrow,” he offered, moving to turn off the lamp on the desk. “For now, time for bed.”

Iris was physically and emotionally drained, the slight boost in energy from their moment outside beginning to subside and return the exhaustion of an adrenaline crash.

Guiding her through the smaller hallways to his room, Barry began shuffling through his closet to pick out some warm, clean clothes for her to wear. She was going to be swimming in anything he gave her, so he found the warmer items that he owned—a pair of sweatpants that could be tied at the waist, and a long sleeved, flannel sleep shirt. “Here, you can wear these tonight. Are you hungry at all?”

Iris shook her head as she took the clothes from him. “I don’t think I could stomach anything right now.”

Showing her to the nearby washroom, crowded with different soaps, towels, toothbrushes and other supplies, she took the new toothbrush that he offered her before he left her alone to change and have a moment to herself.

Iris closed the door of the bathroom and placed the clothes he had given her on the counter, avoiding the different razors and face soaps that covered a decent amount of its surface. Her gaze travelled over the twenty-three different toothbrushes, as well as the abundance of hooks on the back wall that each had a different coloured towel hanging from it. She had wondered how all of the personalities lived among one another; seeing it now, it only made her more curious.

Quickly brushing her teeth and washing her face, she pulled on the large clothes that Barry had provided. The pants had to be rolled at the ankles and waist in order to remain up, and the sleeves of the shirt hung past her wrists and draped loose around her thin shoulders. The sight of herself in Barry’s clothes almost made her laugh. She looked like a small child in an adults clothing. Pulling her hair from the braid and brushing it out with her fingers, she took a deep, calming breath to ease the fluttering in her stomach.

Would it be different to fall asleep next to Barry after she had confessed her love for him? After the kiss they had shared?

Finishing up in the bathroom and collecting her armful of clothes, jacket included, Iris stepped out into the hallway and spotted Barry waiting just outside of his room in a different set of clothes. As soon as he saw her emerge from the washroom, he pushed hurriedly off of the wall and watched her approach him with an amused look brightening his baby-blue eyes.

“I look like a kid,” Iris said first, knowing why he looked so amused.

“It’s cute,” he assured, motioning her into his room.

The walls were almost completely covered in drawings, several sketchbooks and portfolios stacked on the desk and shelves he had installed around the room. He’d hurriedly made his bed when she was in the washroom and had snatched an extra pillow from the linen closet. “I’m gunna go brush my teeth. Just…make yourself at home.”

Watching him duck back out into the hallway, Iris carefully put her clothes on the chair in front of his desk, trying not to disturb any of the papers scattered around. She spotted another drawing similar to the one she had seen in the living room area, this time with the woman in the drawing wearing an elegant black dress with lace designs.

Not wanting to invade his privacy, she stepped away before getting too caught up and shuffled over to the bed. Shyly drawing back the covers, she tried not to overthink as she slipped under the sheets, the smell of Barry’s soap and cologne immediately overwhelming her senses. Relaxing into the familiar, comforting scent, her exhaustion returned almost instantaneously.

It felt as though her body became boneless as she lay beneath the warm covers of Barry’s bed, the pillow beneath her head smelling like clean linen. She was barely aware of the lights turning off, her eyes only opening when she felt the mattress dip and the covers shift slightly to adjust to the new body settling beneath. There was still a light on somewhere, probably the hall, because she could barely make out the sight of Barry lying across from her.

“Thank you, Barry,” she mumbled tiredly. It was doubtful that she would have slept if she had gone back to her apartment and spent the night alone.

“Anything for you, Sweetheart,” he assured quietly, the deep rumble of his lowered voice causing her to smile before she shuffled closer to his body. His arm came around her naturally, enfolding her against his chest as she sighed in contentment. “Goodnight, Iris.”

“’Night,” she mumbled back, barely aware enough to get the word out before she had dropped off to sleep. Barry remained awake for a short while more, watching over her as she slept to make sure that no nightmares disturbed her sleep. He couldn’t wipe the smile from his face as he held her tight, delaying his own sleep to enjoy the time he had with her in his arms. He wasn’t sure what was to come when they woke in the morning, but he knew that he would need to share her with the others again. He wanted to enjoy his time while he could.

He fell asleep to her even, gentle breaths against his chest and the whispers of the other alters in his mind.

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[kroerms]

Lifeline

Oneshot || pairing: kenma x reader (gender neutral, but I tried to stay clear of any pronouns)|| genre: angstisch, hurt/comfort ||

warnings: depiction of depression/ symptoms of a depression || if I forgot to mention something, please feel free to tell me...

a/n: sooo, this is my very first fanfic since like 2013, please be gentle with me haha

y/n: “I’m sorry, but I can’t make it to our date today…”

Kenma: “What do you mean you can’t make it? We planned this for over a week and are supposed to meet up in an hour...I’m already out of my house…”

y/n: “I’m really sorry, I just can’t.”

You sighed, tossed your phone next to you on the bed and pressed the pillow closer to your chest.

You couldn’t really pinpoint what triggered all these negative feelings. But your whole life there have always been these days where you felt completely drained of energy and the negativity of your own mind played tricks on you. You had always called it your “social battery” being empty. But in reality, it was more than just that. It was more than just not wanting to see your friends or family. It was a consuming tiredness paired with negative thoughts and sadness rooted deep within your very heart. Days like these would come and go, you learned that over the years, which is why you preferred to be alone on those days because you didn’t want to burden anyone with your pointless feelings. Sure, sometimes those feelings would almost consume you completely and would persist for weeks, but you always managed to handle them one way or another. You knew this all too well, you had had to deal with this part of yourself since your early teens after all and now that you were 28 it just didn’t seem like you were ever to grow out of it like your parents used to say you would. It wasn’t their fault though, since you never really talked about what it felt like to anyone after your so called friends seemed to dismiss it as just you being lazy and so your parents thought your tendency to hang in your room and lay in bed all day was just due to hormones. And you always felt like no one would believe you anyways and you weren’t prepared for all the follow up questions that would drain the last bit of energy you had, and so you stopped explaining yourself altogether.

You’ve known Kenma for a while now. The two of you started to form a friendship after you accidentally took his coffee order from the barista because he had ordered your usual. And with your head always being in the clouds you had just heard “vanilla latte” and without waiting for your name to follow the order you’d taken the beverage.

“Uhm, excuse me but I think this is supposed to be mine - well unless your name is Kenma as well, but I highly doubt that”, a monotone voice next to you spoke. Your gaze shifted from the to-go-cup in your hand to the man beside you. The faux blonde with the dark roots and the almost bored facial expression stood next to the take-out section of the coffeeshop, switch in one hand and the other in the pocket of his red tracksuit.

“Oh, I’m very sorry, I must have zoned out again. I sometimes get stressed in overly crowded places and tend to lose myself in my thoughts to calm down aaaand I just overshared, didn’t I?” You bowed slightly and handed the man in front of you his drink just as the barista called out your name with a “vanilla latte” attached to it. You quickly turned around to take the coffee so that Kenma wouldn’t notice the slight blush that spread over your cheeks from the embarrassment.

“y/n’s a pretty name, suits you.”, Kenma said, flashing a slight blush of his own as the words left his lips. “Well thank you...Kenma was it?”. The faux blonde nodded slightly. An awkward silence infolded the two of you. Just as you wanted to excuse yourself so that you could finally leave this utterly embarrassing situation, Kenma spoke up again: “well if you want to make it up to me for almost stealing my drink, I’d really appreciate a piece of apple pie from the bakery down the road. If that’s not too crowded for you.”

After that encounter, the two of you quickly grew closer and developed a bond to one another. Just like you, Kenma enjoyed lazy days at home gaming or watching movies together more than going out on adventures. So the two of you would often hang out at his house playing Mario Kart together or you’d watch movies on your projektor at yours. Sure, occasionally the two of you would go out to get something to eat or to watch his friends at a volleyball game, but these outings were rare. And it was because of those cozy little hangouts that you never once had to cancel plans with him, thus not once did you have to explain to him why you didn’t have the energy to go out and do stuff….well at least until today.

The familiar wave of guilt washed over you for not telling him why you had to cancel on such short notice. But you really didn’t have the energy to explain that your inner demons had taken control over your body and mind today. You were already feeling exhausted because work had been hell the last couple of weeks and it didn’t help that seemingly everyone in your family needed something from you which resulted in you spending your off-time after work either at your fathers house or your mothers. This left little to no you-time to relax and recharge yourself.

It was now near lunchtime on your well deserved day off and Kenma and you had plans to check out the new cat café that opened up just a few blocks from your home. But you hadn’t even made it out of bed, let alone under the shower yet. The comfort of the warm blankets was just too good. The mere thought of leaving this safe haven stressed you out and you had to hold yourself back from crying. You felt so overwhelmed with the world today that you couldn’t entertain the thought of participating in anything right now. All you wanted - no - needed to do was sleep until that heavy feeling on your chest would lift off and let you breathe again.

Just as you were dozing off, you heard your doorbell ring. You didn’t expect a package or anything today, so you didn’t exactly know who would want something from you right now.

Wrapped in your pink aristocats pijama and your very wild bedhead you padded to your door. What you didn’t expect while looking through your peephole was Kenma, standing in front of your apartment, arms full of paper bags.

“Open up, these are heavy you know! I know you’re standing behind the door.”

You took a deep breath before opening the door to let Kenma in. He immediately made his way to the kitchen, where he placed all the bags on the countertop before looking at you.

His gaze was intense. With what seemed like worry in his eyes, he scanned over your tired form.

“What’s wrong y/n?”, he asked.

“Nothing, I’m just tired, didn’t sleep enough last night I guess, but it’ll be better by tomorrow, so you really don’t have to worry about little old me”, you meekly said in an attempt to lighten the mood. You tried giving him the most reassuring smile you could manage, but it didn’t reach your eyes. You knew he noticed by the way his gaze softened. In one swift motion Kenma pulled you into his chest and cradled your head with one hand, while the other found its way around your waist, pulling you closer into him in the process. This took you by surprise, since Kenma and you didn’t really hug a lot.

“Tell me what’s really wrong y/n. I can clearly tell that you are not okay. You are a measly liar”, he whispered into your hair. Damn him and his observation skills, you thought. Well, this is it, you couldn’t hide that part of yourself from him any longer. You were scared to open up to him about that part of yourself, the fear of losing him because he didn’t want to deal with someone as broken as you are was immense.

“y/n?” Kenma spoke up again. You must’ve lost yourself in thought again, you didn’t even notice the tears that slipped past your eyelids and were making their way down your cheeks, before coming to a halt at your chin.

“I’m s-sorry, I - I don’t want to w-worry you… I just, I feel so tired and I f-feel like my battery is completely e-empty. I don’t feel like I c-can handle anyone, including m-myself right now. I j-just want everything to s-stop. I am exhausted, I feel like I a-am drowning within m-myself and t-there seems to b-be no lifeline”, you sniffled into Kenma’s chest. His hold on you tightened at that. He knew you got overwhelmed in crowds sometimes and that you preferred quiet, lazy meet-ups at home over going out. It was one of the reasons why he liked you so much, you didn’t expect him to be outgoing and you always accepted him for the person he was. He knew you were someone who liked their personal time and that the world, especially the people living in it would overwhelm you sometimes, but he had never seen you like this. Small, so fragile, almost as if you crumbled within yourself. As if the slightest blow of wind could knock you over and break you.

“Do you want me to leave? I brought food from that new café. I can just leave it here and go, if you need time to yourself…” Kenma said.

You were torn. On one hand, you really didn’t have the energy to entertain someone right now. But Kenma felt so warm and his embrace made you feel secure. As if the world couldn’t get to you as long as he held you like this. So you tightened your hold on him and shook your head lightly.

A small smile appeared on Kenma’s face.

“Alright, how about you go lay down on the couch then, while I unpack the food and we watch some cheesy movie together?”

The thought of leaving Kenma’s arms didn’t please you at all but you obliged and went to your couch in the open living room. You watched as Kenma started unpacking of cake slices, sandwiches and chocolates out of the bags. He even brought avocado-onigiri. Your favorite. After he displayed everything on plates he came over to put the food and two lemonades on the coffee table. He sat down next to you and turned on your TV. He started your favorite rom-com before he pulled you close to him again so that your head was resting on his chest. As the movie went on, he started to stroke your hair with his hand, while the other was on top of your arm that was draped over his torso. This was still very unfamiliar to you, but it felt nice.

“You know, you never have to hide your feelings from me. Not even the negative ones. I know I sometimes seem a little distant and I am not very open about my own feelings either but you mean a great deal to me and I’m always gonna be here for you. Even when you feel like drowning, I’ll always be a lifeline for you to hold on to. And I know I can’t fix everything, but I’ll try my best to help you with fixing what needs to be fixed.” he whispered softly. You closed your eyes, new tears forming in them making your eyelids heavy. Even if all those inner demons were loud within you, Kenma’s voice and reassuring words slowly drowned them out and you finally felt a bit of the weight on your chest getting lighter. You knew you had to work on these things and you would need more than just Kenma, you’d need professional help to cope with all of this, but with Kenma by your side like this, you felt like anything was possible. Before you dozed off in Kenma’s embrace you whispered back: “thank you so much for being here”.