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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐄𝐊 — 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐄

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: What happens when you mix a Jock with girlfriend issues and a science geek who has trouble talking to boys?

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): Angst, fluff

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 4,043

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Charlie Gillespie x fem!Reader

𝐀/𝐍: Hope you enjoy it! ♡

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

“That’s the fastest you can go, my mother can skate better than that!” Coach Johnson shouted at his team. Who were huffing and puffing deeply due to the amount of laps they had to do. You were never quite sure why you agreed to meet up with your best friend at the hockey rink across the other side of school. There was never much to look forward to…well that is if you counted the big sweaty jocks that wore padded gear and shoulder pads. Although you weren’t really all about that.

Alisa liked to gawk at them as they practiced their drills and skated across the ice. Correction: she liked to gawk and stare at her boyfriend. Alex McGee, a wholesome of six feet, brunette and the team’s best defense they had. You may not have liked to stare at the attractive specimens that walked the earth before your eyes, but you did have an appreciation for the sport. Hockey was no joke, the guys’ hard work always showed off during each game. Practice was a whole different story though.

Whereas Alice stared and drooled, you on the other hand. You liked to think that you were there for moral support. Yet you mostly just joined her to keep her company as you read your book that lay on your lap.

“Woo go Alex!” Alice cheered him on as he made a goal. The team was split up into two groups, one on defense and the other on offense. Alex was working on the offensive side. His coach wanted to see some improvement on his offense lineup, so his coach switched it up today.

You flinched at how loud she was being. You were hunched over on the bleachers freezing your butt off. Not to mention you were getting tired. Your head rested in the palm of your left hand as you read about areo-dynamics and quantum gravity.

“Showing off now cause your girl is here eh?” Charlie teased skating circles around Alex. “Does she know that you occasionally suck at practice?” He laughed.

“Oh fuck off, Gillespie.” Alex rolled his eyes and jerked his shoulder into Charlie's, knocking him slightly off balance.

“Oh come on you know I’m just messing with ya, eh?” Charlie caught up to him.

“Yeah, yeah, although you know…Y/n’s with Alisa today.” Alex smirked, nudging the smaller boy. Charlie immediately let his gaze fall to you. He could see you talking to Alisa through the clear screen that divided the ice from the bleachers. Then he looked away as if he wasn’t phased by you being here today.

“And?” He shrugged.

“And? Dude, come on.” Alex scoffed. “Don’t play dumb, you have a major crush on her.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m with Sage, remember.” Charlie brushed him off as he looked over to his on and off girlfriend, who sat alongside with her group of friends. He got into his position. His stick met the ice and his eyes grew determined. Alex in front of him copying his movements. The coach stood in the middle of them with a puck in his hands. He had said something but Charlie tuned him out.

“And how’s that working out for ya?” Alex countered back as he shoved his shoulder pad into Charlie, knocking the poor boy on his ass. Then stole the puck as soon as the coach blew the whistle. Whisking past Charlie to end up making a goal, again. Charlie groaned as he lay on the ice. “Not so great...” He muttered.

“Yeah! That was so good babe!” Alice exclaimed, hollering from her seat next to you. Alex smiled at her and pointed at her, letting her know that he scored for her.

You slowly lifted your head to look at her with raised eyebrows. Her smile didn’t die down. You had to laugh.

“You do know this is just practice right?” You giggled. You shook your head at your best friend who felt the need to go all out on a Friday nights practice.

“I know…” she shrugged. You raised an eyebrow at her. She turned her eyes to look at you.

“Shut up.” She pouted then laughed along with you.

“Hey I’m not judging…” You put your hands up to show her you meant well. “It’s sweet that you come to cheer him on during practice too.” You playfully nudged her.

“Almost as sweet as your crush on a certain someone.” She threw a smirk your way.

“What are you talking about?” You began avoiding the topic of the matter.

“You know what I’m talking about. Sexy five foot eight, Charlie. Every girl’s biggest crush at school, Charlie. Oh please oh please be my lab partner, Charlie!” She emphasized.

“Charlie? Captain of the hockey team, Charlie. The most likable and most popular guy at our school, Charlie.” When you got nervous you babbled a little…okay a lot.

“Yes!” She laughed.

“Yeah no, you’re crazy. Completely insane. I don’t have a crush on Charlie. What makes you think I like him? I don’t have uh...a crush on Charlie. Charlie doesn’t even know I exist. He doesn’t even know my name. Once I accidentally bumped into him in the hallways!” You pointed out. “I fell.” You nodded. “He didn’t really help me up, but he did acknowledge me.” You then made a face at the fact of how that sounded. “Oh wait…okay look whatever. He’s a jock, he’s popular, he’s cute…and I’m-” You took a deep breath in from talking too quickly.

“About to pass out!” Alisa looked at you with wide eyes as she handed you a water bottle to drink. You opened it hastily and took big sips. “One more mention of him and you’re sure to black out.” She teased. “Fan the girl!” Alisa grabbed a notebook and fanned you with it.

You swallowed the water down and put the cap back on. Your breath slowly calms down.

“When are you gonna get the guts to tell him?” She shook her head.

“Um…never.” You made a face. Alisa scoffed. “Lis come on, you know there’s no way on this earth that I’d even have a chance with him.” You nervously laugh. Alisa just sat there and gave you a knowing look. You avoided her gaze then looked out onto the ice where you saw his jersey number rush past his other teammates. “It’s not gonna happen. Besides he has a girlfriend, remember..” You muttered. You looked away from him then looked down at your book that was now closed. “I-I can’t talk to anyone. Let alone a guy.” Alisa sighed as she scooted closer to you. She wrapped her arm around you and let you lay your head on her shoulder.

“Well from what I’ve heard. Charlie’s thinking of breaking up with her, for good this time.” She shoved you to try and get you to lighten up. “And you can talk to guys…you’re just shy. Plus you get that cute little stutter when you get nervous. Not to mention how much of a clutz you are when you do talk to a cute boy. Oh not to mention the way you start going off about random facts about areo-dynamics of physics. It’s brilliant.” She laughed. “It’s all a work in progress baby!” She said sarcastically.

“Gee thanks Lis, I feel…so much better.” You lifted your head and squinted your eyes at her.

“That’s what I’m here for!” She smiled. “But hey, no seriously you’ll figure it out. You always do.” She pulled you into her side again and hugged you tightly.

“I don’t know about this Lis.” You played with your gloves. “It seems out of my capability.”

“Hey this is coming from the girl who created a physics project about figure skating, not to mention you figured out that there was an exact areo-dynamic formula. If you can do that, you can talk to a boy, and honestly, if Charlie can’t see how amazing you are. Then that’s his loss.” You slowly smiled at her words of encouragement. She always had the right thing to say. Whether it was in the form of sarcasm or straight up bluntness, or the whole truth, she made her point and she made you feel better.

“Lis you know the computer didn’t make the jumps for them, it was all-”

“-all them yeah, yeah I know. Still pretty impressive though…Oh, practice is over!” She beamed as she shot up from her seat. You turned to look out onto the rink and noticed that the team was gone. Probably back in the locker rooms changing out of their gear for the night.

“How long have we been talking?” You furrowed your brows as you reached for your book.

“Who cares! I’ll be right back okay. Don’t go anywhere.” Alisa stood up then walked.

“Where else would I go?” You questioned.

With that Alisa walked down the bleachers and made her way to the locker rooms to wait outside for Alex like she always did.

You sighed pulling your jacket closer to your body. You enjoyed being at the rink, but the cold was not your favorite. Yet the view was nice.

Heat rushed to your cheeks as you noticed Charlie talking to someone through the clear glass a few feet away from where you were sitting. You could barely make out their voices but you were able to tell that they had been arguing.

You looked down at your lap trying not to eavesdrop.

“Can I go?” Charlie tried moving past Sage, but was shoved back. She pushed him back by his shoulder.

“No, we need to talk about this.” Sage tried getting him to stop, but Charlie wasn’t having it.

“There’s nothing to talk about Sage.” Charlie laughed, shaking his head. “I don’t want to be with you anymore, what don’t you get about that?” He furrowed his brows. “I can’t keep doing this okay, it’s not…I can’t anymore Sage.” Charlie trailed off letting his arms fall to his sides. He looked worn out and tired. Sweat prominent on his face caused his dark brown hair to stick to his forehead. He looked off to the side trying to avoid Sage’s gaze and in the process of doing so he caught your gaze. As soon as she realized he was no longer staring at her. She turned around and noticed you staring at them.

“Ever heard of a privacy freak?” She replied nastily. You froze, eyes widening as she started talking to you. “Earth to dumbass, can you hear me?” You looked away from her as you started clumsily packing your book into your bag.

“Sorry. I uh. Sorry.” You grew so nervous and anxious, you ended up tripping over your feet as you rushed down the bleachers. Your shoe laces being untied causing you to hit the floor. Sage couldn’t help but laugh at you, catching the attention of her friends who sat not far from the three of you. You wanted nothing more than the floor to swallow you whole. You quickly got up feeling a sudden ache on your left leg. You hurriedly rushed past them and exited the ice rink.

“Y/n-” Charlie tried reaching out for you but you had run off so quickly, you didn’t hear him. His eyes fell to the floor where he saw your book. It must have fallen out when you fell. He picked it up then closed his eyes trying to control himself. He opened them back up and faced Sage who was smiling.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Charlie scowled. He turned around and started making his way to the locker rooms, no longer wanting to be in the presence of Sage.

“Charlie, we’re not done here.” Sage called after him, stepping down from the first step. ”I’m not done talking to you, we can fix this Charlie.”

“Yeah well I’m done talking to you Sage…It was nice knowing ya.” He nodded to her and turned around to continue walking.

“Fine then…” Sage crossed her arms. “It...It wasn’t working anyway!” Sage countered but Charlie was long gone by that point.

You didn’t know how long you had been waiting at the front steps of the school. Forty minutes closing in to almost an hour. Alisa was nowhere to be found and your leg was starting to hurt more than ever. Not to mention your jacket was doing little to almost nothing to provide you warmth.

Where are you, Lis?

You looked out into the parking lot. Only a few cars remained. You breathed out through your mouth causing a puff of air to come out. You sighed pulling out your phone, checking the time which now read ten fifty. You knew that she had her moments with Alex after his practices, but this time it felt like she wasn’t coming. You crossed your arms over your chest to try and get warm. It was too late to call your parents for a ride, and you knew walking would take forever, but you knew you had no other choice. You sighed again and picked up your shoulder bag. You flinched as you felt the pain shoot up your left leg. Some serious bruising was sure to be there by morning. You slowly stepped down the steps and started your trek home.

You found it to be a lot harder to walk, especially with the cold, but mostly due to the ache in your ankle. You were limping with each step you took forward. You didn’t know if you could actually make the walk home, but you knew that no one else was around so you chose to suffer.

“Hey Y/n, wait up!” You heard a voice call over your shoulder. You tensed up not thinking anyone would still be at school. You slowly turned around and felt your shoulders relax once you realized it had only been Charlie, which now made your heart rate pick up.

“Charlie?” You furrowed your brows as he jogged up to you. He was now clad in dark jeans, a light blue Henley with an orange flannel over it and his fur jean coat on top. No longer sporting the sweat he had during practice.

“Hey.” He gave you that perfect smile that made you all flustered and nervous. “Glad I caught you, Y/n.” He nervously laughed as he scratched the back of his neck.

“He knows my name.” You thought.

“Of course I know your name.” He chuckled.

“Did...Did I say that out loud?” Your eyes widened in fear.

“Afraid so.” He nodded.

“Oh…” That was all you could muster the courage to say.

Charlie on the other hand found your nervous state adorable, which caused him to smile again. “Anyway I just wanted to catch you and tell you that um…that I’m sorry about what Sage said.” He nervously smiled. “That wasn’t cool of her and it wasn’t funny. She shouldn’t have laughed at you.” He looked down then up at your eyes. He then reached around to open his backpack to get something out. “Also I-” He started but you cut him off.

“-Oh that! You...You don’t have to apologize Charlie, that wasn’t your fault it was my fault!” Charlie furrowed his brows in confusion at your words. “I’m such a clutz I don’t even know where…where my head is most of the time.” You started babbling again. “See I get nervous around people, mostly cute guys, but who doesn’t, amiright.” You laugh nervously. “You’re cute...a cute guy, and it doesn’t help my thought process at all! See Lisa thinks I have this problem talking to guys that I like, which I don’t think is true at all.” You quickly shook your head.

“You like-” Charlie smiled then was cut off again.

“-she also says I start babbling about areo-dynamics, but I don’t understand why she thinks I do that? Though I think she does have a point about me talking too much, once I start it’s kind of hard to shut me up. I-I could talk your ear off if you wanted me too, not that you’d probably want me to. I mean who wants to hear about areo-dynamics right? Although it is a very interesting topic to talk about.” Charlie just smiled and nodded as you kept talking. “Did you know that Physics actually plays a large role in both large and small aspects of figure skating. On a minimal level when a skater jumps into the air, it’s the force of gravity that pulls them back down onto the ice. Forces and energy are big components that factor into the success of a skaters routine and abilities. That’s why they’re able to do all these crazy tricks and turns. Half of the preparation for their jumps begins with gliding on the ice and picking up speed. Momentum...is always conserved, meaning that unless some outside force enters a system, its total momentum must stay constant, which means that the skater will continue to build and hold on to that speed they’re picking up while skating. I-It’s a form of kinetic energy, it’s used to propel the skater into the air so that they’re able to execute a flawless jump…it’s-” You got cut off by a pair of lips. Charlie had quickly cupped your face and kissed you roughly. You stood still then kissed him back. Your hands slowly land on his shoulders bringing him closer. Charlie’s hands now at your waist. When you pulled away you had to gasp for air slightly. Charlie took your breath away. You slowly opened your eyes and stared at him, your mouth agape.

“Did you just…you kissed me.” You muttered.

“Yeah I did.” He breathed out smiling.

“Charlie Gillespie just kissed me.” You couldn’t believe what just happened. “You just…you kissed me, kissed, we kissed.” You gulped. Heat quickly rushed to your face as you avoided his gaze. Charlie surely shut you up because you were rambling and talking too much. He must’ve thought you were a complete geek by now. “Was that your nice way of telling me to shut up?” Your eyes glowed with innocence in them. Charlie laughed a little at your question.

“Maybe I just really wanted to kiss you.” He shrugged and played coy. “Or maybe I did want to shut you up.” He teased you.

“Sorry.” You nervously chuckle.

“Don’t be sorry.” Charlie stepped closer and lifted your chin slightly to look at him. “It was cute.” He admitted. “But back to what I was trying to say.” He chuckled, teasing you causing you to smile. “I wanted to give this back to you.” He then pulled out your book and handed it over to you.

“My book?” You questioned.

“You dropped it by accident when you…you fell. I just wanted to make sure it got back to you.” Charlie pocketed his hands into his jeans slightly rocking on his heels.

“Thank you, Charlie.” You smiled gratefully at him. “I-I should probably get going now, it’s pretty late.” You gestured over your shoulder. You ended up stepping wrongly causing you to hiss out in pain. “Ow!” You grabbed your leg. Charlie rushed forward.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine, it's just my leg. I think I sprained it.” You scrunch your face in pain.

“Y/n you can barely stand on it.” Charlie frowned letting you lean on him for support. “Let me drive you home, okay.”

“No...” You held your hands out. “It’s okay Charlie I-”

“-You’re crazy if you think I’m letting you walk this late with a possibly sprained ankle.” Charlie shook his head. “Alisa would kill me.” He mumbled under his breath but you heard him.

“Why would she kill you?”

Charlie then stiffened up.

“Charlie?”

“Because...she asked if I could give you a ride home.” He looked down.

“She asked you?” You pulled away from him. Charlie grew hurt that you pulled away so quickly. “So she put you up this…did you really want to give me my book back, or?” You grew hurt at the thought that he might’ve only wanted to talk to you because of Alisa.

“Y/n it’s not like that okay. Alisa has nothing to do with this okay. I did want to talk to you. I do want to talk to you. I have for a while now.” Charlie nodded. He reached forward to grab a hold of your hands. “I wouldn’t do that to someone I like.”

“You like me?” You gaped at him.

“Was that kiss not obvious?” Charlie squinted his eyes and tilted his head. You ended up laughing.

“I don’t know...I think you were just trying to get me to stop talking, since you know, I do tend to talk way more than I shou-” Charlie chuckled, reaching forward to cup your face and kiss you again. You were more than happy to stop talking and let your lips mold together perfectly. You didn’t think someone’s lips could be so soft, feel so good, and taste so sweet. You smiled into the kiss as Charlie tugged you closer by the waist. You pulled back. “Okay I think I’m convinced now.” You nodded, feeling blissful and happy.

“You sure?” Charlie teased. “I can try and make it more obvious. I have other methods.” Charlie suggested. He smirked as he leaned forward to brush his lips against your ear causing a shiver to run up your back.

“Oh.” Your eyes widened. “Maybe I can just talk your ear off again.” You bit your lip. “I have enough knowledge to share that will last you a lifetime. Did you know that stars die every-”

“Nope shhh.” Charlie cut you off placing his lips on yours again.

“But I-” You began.

“No.” Charlie pecked you sweetly. “No.” He shook his head.

“Fine, but one day you’re gonna need to know about how stars die, and you’re gonna end up regretting not letting me tell you.”

Charlie pondered the idea for a second then brushed it off. “No, I don’t think I will.” He smiled. “Come on, let's get you home now.” He let you lean on him as you walked forward with your good leg.

“Oh!” You exclaimed half way to his jeep. “I know about hockey!”

“No, Y/n no!” Charlie protested.

“Did you know that the first organized hockey game played indoors, which just so happened to occur in eighteen seventy-five, in Montreal, Canada.” You smiled at Charlie who looked just about ready to let you walk home.

“Did not know that…”

“Also the first puck used during outdoor hockey in the eighteen hundreds was made of frozen cow dung. Way to go Charlie, that’s an innocent cow you’re hitting around.” You said sarcastically.

“Alright that’s it!” Charlie chuckled as he picked you up bridal style and carried you the rest of the way to his car.

“I kind of like this.” You approved as you patted his chest with your glove.

“I will drop you.” Charlie warned, eyeing you.

“Ooh I know, we can discuss ways to efficiently improve your speed while on the ice. I’m thinking…Longer skating strides which will widen your strides. For acceleration, nothing compares to short off-ice sprints, you could use the improvement, so can Alex…Let’s see, are you using the right equipment? Less equipment use will mean for you to be faster during practices. Your workouts should incorporate explosive movement of your body. It’s about building strength, not slowing down the process.” You squint your eyes trying to think about what else you knew. “Are you eating alright?” You looked up at Charlie who was staring at you with his mouth agape and disbelief.

“Did you just call me slow?” He gaped at you with furrowed brows.

“No...” You looked away.

“Uh huh.” Charlie rolled his eyes.

“Oh I know!”

“No!” Charlie finally got to his car and gently set you down. Just as you were about to speak again he pulled you into a rough slow kiss. This one lasting longer. “Shut up…” Charlie gasped for air before taking your lower lip and biting into it.

“I’ll shut up now...” You breathed out, closing your eyes, feeling dizzy.

#charlie gillespie x reader #charlie gillespie imagines #charlie gillespie oneshot #charlie gillespie #charlie gillespie imagine #charlie gillespie x fem!reader #my gif #writings by juls

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leclerc-s · 6 months

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the blue - part two

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ameliaholland eras tour you’ve been absolutely wonderful! kansas city, you’re up next!

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tomholland2013 WOO! THAT’S MY FAVORITE SISTER!!

↳ ameliaholland i'm your only sister dumbass

↳ tomholland2013 well that's not true, harry and sam exist you know

↳ samholland1999 i'm telling mum.

↳ tomholland2013 that doesn't work anymore, she can't ground me

↳ username forget keeping up with kardashians i want keeping up with the hollands

landonorris THAT’S MY BEST FRIEND!

↳ ameliaholland GOOD LUCK AT SILVERSTONE BESTIE!!

↳ username a pair of best friends that we never saw coming

↳ username i love their friendship.

oscarpiastri ‘you’re doing amazing sweetie!’

↳ ameliaholland aw shucks, you're making me blush pastry boy.

↳ oscarpiastri 🙄 i won't even bother to correct you because i know you'll just keep doing it.

↳ username icons supporting icons. we love to see it.

hazosterfield you're killing it! so proud of you!

tuwaine yeah! you go baby holland!

↳ ameliaholland do i look like paddy?

↳ tuwaine a little bit, you are siblings.

↳ ameliaholland he's adopted.

↳ paddyholland2004 we look alike, if i'm adopted, so are you. HA!

↳ username peak sibling behavior right here

zendaya little rockstar 🩷

↳ ameliaholland dump my brother. date me.

↳ username she's so real for that. i too would ask zendaya to dump my brother and date me instead.

alex_albon i see we’ve been replaced by a pop star.

↳ georgerussell63 i agree alex. charles_leclerc thoughts on being replaced?

↳ charles_leclerc the twitch quartet was supposed to be forever lando! (i love your music)

↳ ameliaholland thank you! lando talks about you guys and both maxs all the time!

↳ landonorris i do not!

↳ oscarpiastri you do

maybe amelia hadn’t been too on the nose with her last song. she needed him to understand that she was done with him, for good. she wasn’t going to go back to him, not that they had ever been anything for her to go back too. amelia’s schoolgirl crush had been crushed when had drunkenly exclaimed ‘you’re an idiot if you ever think i’m going to love you back. you’re my best mate’s sister, that’s all you’ll ever be to me.’ what was it that they said of drunken words? they were sober thoughts, and as much as it hurt to admit it, she was an idiot for falling for him. but there was no reason for him to be so cruel.

perhaps the part that hurt the most was that he remembered none of his cruel words. to him everything between them was fine, and it pained her that he couldn’t take a hint, he just couldn’t take a hint that she wanted nothing to with him. it also didn’t help that right after that day he announced he had a girlfriend he had been seeing for over 6 months. she had been the other woman, not physically but emotionally, and that was just as bad.

she jumped as her phone rang, the familiar facetime tune breaking her out of her trance. lando’s joyful face stared back at her and she felt horrible for having missed the race. but in her defense she had been too tired to wake up early enough to watch it. she felt horrible but she hoped lando would understand, it’s not like she was breaking a promise.

slowly she reached for her phone to answer, and lando began screaming in joy. amelia flinched at his volume and noticed he was surrounded by other people, oscar being one of them, she could’ve sworn she saw lewis hamilton there too.

“p2!” lando shouted, “i got p2!”

amelia squealed, “congrats! that’s amazing!”

“oscar got p4! we’re literally on top of the world right now!”

“and congrats to koala too,” she smiled. oscar waved at her before someone snatched the phone from lando’s grip. amelia stopped herself from gasping at the sight of daniel ricciardo.

daniel smiled brightly at her, “you must be amelia, i’m daniel. anyways, we’re all dying to know is taylor dating fernando? have you heard anything?”

amelia laughed, “no, i haven’t heard anything. you'll be the first to know if i learn anything."

"sick," daniel claimed, "i like you baby holland."

daniel flipped the camera around to lando, the boy was laid on the floor, being crushed by alex albon and george russell who were cheering him on loudly. daniel turned the camera back around to him, "is that you're new best friend?"

"sadly, he is," amelia said.

"well baby holland, i'll let you go. i'm sure you're a very busy woman."

"i am," amelia agreed, "i'm currently in the studio."

"STUDIO?!" lando exclaimed, "new music? when? get off alex!" lando pushed alex off him as the brunette laughed loudly. lando took his phone from daniel, "when? tell me amelia!"

amelia simply smiled mischievously at him, "oh look, i have to go walk my fish!"

"amelia!" lando shouted as daniel's laughter could be heard as she hung up. her heart warmed knowing lando supported whole-heartedly. his friendship meant so much to her, and she was glad she had dragged herself out of bed the day before

lando norris amelia holland! how dare you do this to me.

oscar piastri who broke your heart? seriously.

lando norris AMELIA! ANSWER THE TEXTS!

oscar piastri please answer, he's been screaming the grudge. i have no clue how he even memorized the lyrics already.

lando norris added one person

lando norris DANIEL! GET HER TO ANSWER THE PHONE! SHE LIKES YOU!

daniel ricciardo baby holland! c'mon! he's getting impatient.

amelia holland sorry, tom and his friend were being annoying.

lando norris what friend?

amelia holland harrison.

oscar piastri i'm sensing some tension with harrison.

lando norris OH MY GOD! HE'S THE INSPIRATION!

oscar piastri oh.

oscar piastri you fell in love with your brother's best friend.

amelia holland i had a crush on him.

daniel ricciardo well fuck harrison.

daniel ricciardo actually don't fuck harrison. but you know what i mean

lando norris TELL ME YOUR LOVE SONGS WEREN'T ABOUT HIM. AMELIA I'M BEGGING!

amelia holland they weren't about him?

daniel ricciardo we're finding you a new muse. i'm making it my mission.

you good?

peachy.

bullshit but okay.

i'm fine oscar. i swear.

you called me oscar, that's never happened. what happened to kangaroo? koala? pastry boy?

maybe i'm not fine. how am i supposed to be fine when the dickhead won't understand that i want nothing to do with him? he strung me along for months making me think that one day we could be something more. so i start releasing songs and he still won't get it.

have you i don't know, tried talking to him?

jeez oscar why didn't i think of that? the only time he ever seems to speak to me is when we're in a group setting. he has a girlfriend.

amelia please tell me he didn't.

cheat on his girlfriend with me? not physically. but emotionally yes.

that guy is a piece of work.

he wasn't always like this.

you’re not seriously defending the guy who cheated on his girlfriend?

i’m defending the guy i used to know. the harrison who was sweet and kind to me. he snuck me candy when my mum didn't allow me to have any. he took me to the movies when my brothers didn't want to hang out with me.

okay. whatever.

why are you getting mad at me?

i’m not mad. i just-

forget it. i have to go.

lando’s insisting i follow him to the club to celebrate

have fun.

i'm sorry

i think i like her...

¡leclerc-s speaks! this series was always meant to be a short series so if it seems like it's a little fast paced, i'm sorry. but i am also doing a lot of time jumps, so realistically it's not moving that fast.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

#leclerc-s #the blue series #formula 1 #oscar piastri #oscar piastri x female oc #formula 1 fic #fanfic #fanfiction #f1 #f1 smau #f1 fic #f1 social media au #f1 instagram au

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andrea-lyn · 2 years

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given that I’ve had two days of writing 1500+ words, I think it’s safe to say my writer’s block is gone, SO, taking stock of what I’ve got and what I really want to make progress on this month: Raven Cycle

- The Raven Cycle Inception AU - technically, this one has three chapters ready to go and only the fourth to finish, which is in progress and I could be posting it. I think I’m going to use it as a reward for some progress on the others - Pynch canon divergence baby AU, which hasn’t been touched since October, so I need to reread the whole thing - There’s an abandoned Declan & Ronan brothers AU that I might resurface if I make enough progress, so it’s back on the list Ted Lasso - I made progress on the cracky sex pollen fic today, including figuring out the ending. It’s not going to be a long one, so I can probably finish it in a week or so, I’m just trying to debate how much I want to get in there - The Colin/Isaac one that I really want to finish before S3, so I might make this priority after finishing sex pollen and the Inception AU - Coach for a Day - I had to completely rehaul this one’s plot after S2, and now it’s more serious, so I think I need to figure out the plot now that it’s more dramatic vs comedic beats - The Jamie/Roy/Keeley fic. This one comes so easy up until I realize I have to write smut and then I sort of stall because I want it to be new and good, but I also want to finish this one before S3 Roswell New Mexico - Malex, moving in fic - also would love to finish this before S4 airs, in which Michael moves in with Alex (and Alex doesn’t realize) - Cowrites with @christchex! The first one, we looked at recently! That counts! TOG - Hey! There’s one on the list again, woo. I signed up for the Big Bang, which means I get to write waiter!Nicky, who works at a downtrodden Italian restaurant whose owners intend to retire soon and leave it to him, and also, there’s a handsome customer he has a crush on The Terror? Maybe? - I have about 2% of a plot, but man, I want genies in the Terror, so I think I have to figure out how to make that happen

so I think the priority goes:

- inception - sex pollen - move in - colin/isaac - roy/keeley/jamie

#fic talk #blah blah wip bla

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missmitchieg · 3 years

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"Go For it, Bobby!"

"Woo!" An excited shout and applause came from a girl busing a table in the back of the room. "Yeah!"

Bobby laughed as he and the guys came up from their bows and set his guitar down, looking up at Luke with an equally excited grin. "Too bad we wasted that on the soundcheck. That was the tightest we ever played." He said and grabbed a towel, wiping the sweat from his hair and face. "Oh, wait until tonight, man, when this place gets packed with record execs." Luke told him after putting down his own guitar, bouncing with the adrenaline running through his veins. "Alex, you were smokin'!" He heard Reggie tell Alex, their amazing drummer, and grabbed a water bottle to drink from. He shook his head fondly and felt a smile grow on his face at their sweet bassist who was always at the ready with a compliment to give someone. "Oh, no. I was just warming up. You guys were the ones on fire." Alex deflected quickly, gesturing to the rest of them. "Could you just own your awesomeness for once?" Reggie huffed, holding up a finger. Alex looked around at his band mates and smiled. "Alright, I was killin' it!" He finally admitted. "Ok. Well, I'm thinking we fuel up before the show?" Luke panted, still out of breath from both the high of performing and the exhaustion of giving it his all. "I'm thinking street dogs." "Yes!" Alex pointed a drumstick at Luke in agreement. Bobby jumped off the stage, pushing his hair back as he walked toward the cool (and really pretty, if he was going to be honest) girl in the back that applauded for them. "Hey, bobby, where you goin'?" Luke called as the rest of the rowdy band of sweaty teenage boys jumped off stage. "I'm good." Bobby said and turned back to the girl, putting on his most charming grin. "Vegetarian. I could never hurt an animal." "You guys are really good." The girl said, pausing her wiping the table clean to give her full attention to the guys. "Thank you." Luke grinned. "I see a lot of bands. Been in a couple myself. I was really feeling it." "That's what we do this for. I'm Luke, by the way." Luke said, patting Bobby's shoulder as the rest of the guys introduced themselves. Bobby frowned as Luke stepped in front of Bobby, watching the girl. "Hi, I'm Reggie!" He grinned. "Alex." "Bobby." He grinned again, stepping back in front of Luke. "Nice meeting you guys." Bobby cringed as Luke put his finger in his mouth and shoved it into his ear, hunching his shoulders slightly. "I'm Rose." "Oh! Uh, here's our demo." Bobby heard Reggie pipe up, handing Rose a Sunset Curve demo CD. "And a t-shirt, size beautiful." He felt his jaw tighten in definitely-not-jealousy as he took in the flirty smirk on Reggie's face, his gaze shifting to the floor. "Thanks! I'll... Make sure not to wipe the tables down with this one!" Rose promised with a sweet smile. "OH! Good call. Whenever they get wet, they just kinda... Fall apart in your hands." Bobby looked from the guys, to Rose, and back to the guys, putting a hand up. "Don't you guys have to go get hot dogs?" He asked pointedly. "Yeah." Luke said, his jaw dropping as he looked at Bobby and got an idea. He lifted an arm to push Bobby away, leaning in closely to Rose as if telling her a secret. "He had a hamburger for lunch." He told her and walked away with Reggie and Alex, pushing the double doors open. Bobby sighed silently and gave Rose a look to say it wasn't true, he really was vegetarian. He startled and looked up when a smiling Reggie smacked his arm and walked away with the guys, turning back to Rose. He pressed his lips together, not really knowing what to say now.

Rose gave him a knowing look, crossing her arms.

"What?" Bobby questioned, rubbing his thumbs against his index fingers at his sides.

"So what's the deal with you and the bassist?"

Not really what Bobby was expecting, but alright. "M-Me and Reggie? We're friends." He answered simply.

"Friends that are totally crushing on each other." Rose pointed out with a smirk.

"What?" Bobby scoffed and shook his head. "No, no, no. You got it wrong. Reg and I are pals. We just-" He cut himself off at the look Rose was giving him, sighing and slumping his shoulders. "So I have a crush on him. It's obvious if you picked it up from one performance and one conversation." He bit his lip, rubbing the back of his neck. "But do you really think it's mutual?"

"Bobby. I know crushes when I see crushes. And Reggie has the biggest crush on you, sweetie." Rose promised. "Trust me."

"I dunno." Bobby said after a minute of thinking about it. "Should I really say something? What if we don't work out and ruin the band? What if he hates me? What if he never talks to me again? What if-"

"Bobby!" Rose shouted, placing one hand on his shoulder and the other over his mouth to end his anxiety spiral. "Come on. If you like him, you should tell him. You both deserve to be happy, and you'd be happy together." She pointed out. "You like him. He likes you. You're cute together. Go for it, Bobby!" She encouraged, pumping her fist in the air.

Bobby sighed and scrubbed a hand over his face, somehow getting himself into a minute-long staring contest with Rose. "Alright! Alright. I'll... Talk to him after the show." He decided, taking a deep breath.

"Good!" Rose grinned.

Bobby chuckled and leaned his forearms against the table, tilting his head.

"I can tell you guys are gonna last. Your band is gonna make it. You're gonna be huge."

"Yeah? Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet. Wait until the actual show." Bobby told her.

"Oh, believe me. I'm so hyped for it." Rose nodded.

"Hope to see you again there."

"You just might, lover boy." Rose joked.

Bobby chuckled at that. "You know, Rose, I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship."

"I'm inclined to agree, Bobby." She laughed. "And hey. You better thank me at your wedding for telling you to get it together and tell your boy you like him." She warned.

Bobby opened his mouth to say something but thought better of it, smiling at her. "I will, my future best maid."

"Good boy. And by the way, I'm so down for being your best maid!" Rose grinned.

"Good!" Bobby grinned back and shook her hand, laughing as they made up their own secret handshake on the spot. Yes, he was right. This was definitely the start of a beautiful friendship.

#julie and the phantoms #bobby wilson #reggie molina #rose molina #luke patterson #alex molina #boggie #boggie fic #(kinda)#pre-boggie boggie fic #jatp fanfic

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bigskydreaming · 3 years

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Interesting. Another week where I liked all the X-books that came out. Must’ve been cuz there was no Duggan in the mix.

New Mutants was one of the better issues since Ayala took over. I haven’t loved all of their issues, though enjoyed them for the most part, but this one I could really see everything start to come together that they’ve been seeding from their start. I wanna reread once next issue comes out and see whether it works better overall to read the full arc in one sitting. Also it might be that the Otherworld stuff was a forced detour they had to make and that threw off the pacing. We’ll see.

But the kids with Gabby was such a sweet moment, and its so nice to see them all on the same side when it comes to Farouk......but Farouk’s motivations and the little interlude about the boy call back to Ayala’s first issue and it looks like the suspicions laid back then were true. Its almost certain that the Shadow King is actually an amalgamation or even just a full on puppet of an Amenthi demon who merged with or possessed Amahl Farouk as a child and using him as a host, has been all about trying to make this world match the one it came from, based on the same ideals Annihilation espoused.

Basically, Amahl is not the same as the Shadow, the Shadow is trying to turn Krakoa into a new version of Arakko, and if I’m interpreting one panel of the art right, I think Xi’an (who seemed to have her suspicions back at the start of this arc too) just sensed another presence for the first time - and she’s the one who knows the Shadow King’s psyche best after all - and she’s figured out that there’s a separate Amahl Farouk consciousness hidden somewhere inside him. And given that second ‘demonstration’ interlude and the fact that the New Mutants are now nowhere to be found in the Shadow King’s mindscape, I’m guessing she managed to shunt them from the part the Shadow King controlled, into whatever part the original boy Amahl is hiding in.

Excalibur was one of its better issues. I’m far more interested in the politics of Otherworld than the political shit in X-Force, Mordred being a mutant is an actually interesting twist, and the idea that Arthur is making his son’s betrayal a self-fulfilling prophecy by attacking mutantkind because he believes Mordred will inevitably side with them as a mutant has some interesting possibilities. It was also unexpectedly....nice, to see like, the whole family Braddock fighting on the same side for probably the first time ever, lol, from Betsy to Brian to Meggan to Jamie.....Jim Jaspers remains a wildcard I’m wary of because like, lol I’ve read the original stories of him and it seems this writer has too, and I want someone to bring up that he’s keeping Redroot captive and make some kind of issue about that, especially now that Death has been brought back into the mix and Betsy’s offered to help him escape Sevalith.

(Only to have him say no, he’s working - lol anyone else think Death’s trying to pull off a one-man coup and take over Sevalith for mutantkind and do his Daddy Dearest proud? Or given that he’s obviously still crushing on Ororo, even after - well I mean, probably BECAUSE she kicked his ass and left him for dead.....I could TOTALLY see them playing this as like, part of some weird courtship attempt of his. The only way he feels he can woo her as an equal is to come to her with a kingdom of his own or some shit like that. Idk, we’ll see. He’s definitely up to something though, but I do believe him when he says that ultimately he’s on the same side as the rest of them).

I liked that they haven’t forgotten about the other Rogue, Gambit and Rictor Captains, I liked Roma’s conversation with Jubilee about Shogo and the foreshadowing there, as well as Jubilee’s response and her clear conflict.....Merlyn can fucking die in a fire already, please and thank you, ugh, enough with this old shithead.....oh I LOVED that someone is FINALLY doing something with Bei, and it does make sense for it to be Excalibur though I figured it would’ve happened in New Mutants by now. But she and Shatterstar make a fun odd duo, and actually Star’s comment to Brian about being a new friend too like, lol, okay, I’m kinda here for a trio of Brian, Star and Bei to be like a Krakoan Warrior Three who are all united by their perspective as like, lifelong combatants and being outsiders among the rest of Krakoa even if Shatterstar and Bei are technically still mutants too. It makes sense.

Hmm, what else. Would love to see Bei’s thoughts on Death and Redroot, all things considered, and have something to do with those plotlines in the future. And really in general I’m here for this big all-kingdom smackdown with Sevalith, Hothive, Mercador, the Furies and Merlyn’s kingdom all arrayed against Krakoa and Avalon. Of course, these are still only the Foul Kingdoms. Roma and the rest of the Fair Kingdoms so far don’t seem to have any real problem with witchbreed....but this arc is still only getting started. Still waiting for Mordred’s inevitable entrance....curious to see what his power is, and especially if HE even knew he was a mutant before now.

Also: JULIO AND SHATTERSTAR CUDDLES. WE HAVE WAITED 84 YEARS FOR THIS.

And as for Hellions....

Okay, I didn’t actually love Hellions, its kinda on...layaway. I liked a lot of the fallout of last issue, I liked that the stakes are so apparent here, but I’m gonna be bothered by a lot of stuff unless there’s some kind of plot twist that reveals that Kwannon’s daughter is still alive somehow. Like maybe Sinister lied about not having another back-up JUST to ensure he still had one last card to bargain with up his sleeve since he lost the ‘in’ he had with the Hellions now, and with the Council now aware of his secret experiments with Arraki DNA (and bringing Tarn down on their heads in a way that COULD have started a full on war with them if Ororo hadn’t handled it for them)....like point is, all eyes are going to be on him for awhile now and he has very few cards left to play or people in his corner, so I’m HOPING that there’s another plot twist coming in the last couple issues there.

Because if Kwannon’s daughter is ACTUALLY dead....it really doesn’t sit well with me that the first real mutant death in an age of literal immortality for the rest of them (since even Gorgon and Rockslide technically are still alive in SOME sense)....like for that to be Kwannon’s daughter, the only real innocent in all of this, and having been held hostage to this storyline the whole time, and only existing to force Kwannon’s hand in all of this....yeah. No. Thank you, do not like, that better not be all there is to this. I never trust anything Sinister says as a general rule, so I’m not gonna believe him about that having been the only back-up of her daughter until its wholly proven otherwise.

Other thoughts.....I like that Emma knows that she fucked up, I like that Emma DID have her own kinda failsafe in place because she didn’t trust Sinister for shit, I like that she was RIGHT not to trust Sinister for shit and that her fail-safe stopped even worse shit from happening....I DON’T like that her fail-safe literally just made Alex a weapon of mass destruction with no awareness he even was one and someone else’s hand (let alone fucking MANUEL’S on the trigger)....I DON’T like Emma looking all pained at how devastated Alex is when that was the inevitably outcome of this particular failsafe, like sorry Emma but if what it did to Alex was really that big a problem for you, you should have found a different failsafe.....and I REALLY REALLY don’t like Emma effectively just offering up Maddy’s resurrection as essentially a bribe to ‘fix’ what had happened to HIM, like....if you guys could have made the case for Maddy’s resurrection before now, it should have been for Maddy’s sake, not as like....a cheer-up tactic for fucking Alex, and DEFINITELY not to ‘fix’ a mess that still resulted in Kwannon’s daughter’s death (unless of course there’s a twist there).

Oh and I also meant to say there BETTER be fallout once Scott discovers Emma and Manuel’s role in all of this. I could definitely see Scott like, interceding on John’s behalf if he manages to pull of killing Empath, because like....he’d kinda want to do it himself. This is one of those times where I REALLY wish they’d spend more time developing where Gabe fits in with the Summers brothers now, relationship wise, because like, just show him giving any kind of shits for Alex as his older brother like, at all, and you can EASILY justify Gabe going full wrath-of-omega-mutant on Empath, and what’s the Council gonna do to one of their prized omega mutants, especially one who’s already been imprisoned on Krakoa for Xavier’s mistakes in decades past?

Actually damn, now THERE’S a consequence-arc I’d love to see, because imagine Gabe helping John go after Empath, and then the Council really trying to throw HIM in the Hole for that, and then Scott being like uh no, remember the events of Deadly Genesis? The fuck I’m gonna stand by and allow that, Xavier you still owe him for that shit, especially since this resurrected version of him never did all the shit Emperor Vulcan did, at least as far as he knows. Or THEN ALSO I could see him getting Storm to back him up on this and she gets the Arraki to be like, well we owe this mutant a debt of gratitude for his role in making our new home, and actually his actions sound totally acceptable, we’re honestly not sure what the problem is, actually he sounds more like us than you so we’re happy to offer him sanctuary, and then the Council would shit their pants because they don’t want to lose an omega mutant to their war-like cousins since you KNOW more than a few of them are making contingencies in case they ever have to fight them again, and like, it’d split the loyalties of the entire Summers Clan in doubt and just...tons of story possibilities there. Lots to consider.

Eh, that’s not where they’re going with this at all though, so whatever. I’ll actually be really surprised if they do end up writing John as managing to successfully kill Empath.

Last thoughts.....this was weirdly the first time they EVER made me give a crap about Nanny? They managed to make me more interested in her in one issue than they have in her previous thirty-five years of existence, gave her more DEVELOPMENT in one issue than in all of that time, and when she was willing to sacrifice her just to save the orphanage from being destroyed I was like, holy shit. I....like...her?

And then they fucking ruined it all the very next page with how they had her react to Peter, and their ominous as fuck final epitaph. I’ll wait on deciding my full thoughts and feelings about that, and see just WHAT Peter ends up doing as a result....I have a feeling things are not going to end well for him and we might be close to seeing the last of him, especially with the inferences they’ve made about how destructive Peter’s true power is - whatever the hell it actually is. Like, Peter, at least, I can see the Council being more than willing to leave in the Hole, or just....put at the back of the resurrection queue for the rest of eternity. Which is shitty but would be perfectly in keeping with them and also I don’t actually know what he’s going to do yet.....like, is it going to be some bullshit like HE tries to destroy the Nursery or some shit because Nanny wanted to save it, or more likely is it gonna be something like he goes to the Right and betrays Krakoa or whatever and gives them valuable intel or something like that? Idk.

Finally - YES MADDY’S COMING BACK. And she’s gonna be pisssssssed. Like, I don’t see how they’re planning to approach that, like....I’m expecting Xavier to try some serious editing on her back-up to maneuver WHICH point in time Maddy will come back remembering up to, because uh....that’s gonna matter a lot. But since this is all happening against his objections in the first place, and this seems more like Emma’s personal crusade to try and make up for her part in all this, I wouldn’t be surprised if Maddy comes back with full memories up to her most recent back-up.....which means she’s going to still be full on hating all of them, being like FUCK Krakoa AND your amnesty for all mutants I just want you all to burn, and oh yeah, on TOP of all that its inevitable she’s going to find out how much some of them FOUGHT to keep her from being resurrected, like....? Oh there is like only a 1 or 2% chance this ends any way other than TERRIBLY for everyone concerned.

(And yet I still hope they pull it off, because I don’t want her back just for one or two more issues, I want her back longterm. Ideally, I’d love her to take Jean’s place on the Council and pull it off with the support of like Mystique and Emma and Destiny and others as a giant fuck you to Xavier, but I’d also settle for her ditching Krakoa for Arakko and being like these are more my kinda people and also you can’t do shit to me here).

Oh and PS - lolololololol forever at Hank fucking McCoy trying to give Emma shit for her actions here. Like I mean, at least he’s AWARE he has literally no leg to stand on, whatsoever? I mean, I guess there’s that? But still. LMFAO OMG SHUT UP HANK YOU LITERALLY DON’T GET TO SAY SHIT ABOUT ANYONE ELSE BEING SHADY EVER.

Edit: Oh and also I forgot - I need to know how MUCH the Council found out about Sinister’s experiments, in particular if they found out he was ALREADY experimenting with making chimera mutants, like way ahead of schedule according to Moira’s LAST life in Powers of X, when like, the chimera mutants were a recent development as of a full hundred years in the future from now. Like, that changes a LOT and I would love to know what Xavier, Moira and Magneto think of that accelerated timetable and how it might change things.

#wednesday spoilers #x-books spoilers

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foramomentonly · 3 years

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Stoner Malex Ficlet--12.13

Author’s Note: So, this is a series now, I guess lol. I’ll be writing little ficlets within the Stoner Malex AU, each one based on a promo photo from Vlambase IG. The title of each ficlet will be the date the picture that inspired it was posted, plus I’ll include a link. Hope you enjoy!

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The wheel of the lighter snicks three times as Michael flicks it, but no flame ignites. He tsks softly and shakes it, tries again, but his fingers feel thick and clumsy; no go. He glances over at Alex beside him on the couch, flipping with little interest through one of Mrs. Evans's magazines, but he doesn't look up, tired and a little dazed from his shift at the Crashdown. He's still in his cuffed, white work pants, but he pulled on one of Michael's countless hoodies the moment he walked into Michael's room, hating the garish turquoise and crisp white collar of his work shirt. Michael's cheeks flush at the sight of Alex Manes in an item of his own clothing, and he vows never to tell Alex that he actually loves the contrast of his uniform's bright blue against the warm tone of Alex's skin. Assuming Alex would even be interested in that kind of information. Michael intends to find out today.

Three weeks. It's been three weeks since Alex slid into his lap, shotgunned a hit of the truly awful shit Michael had bought off Wyatt Long in a pinch, and fulfilled a deeply erotic fantasy Michael had only recently admitted to harbouring. He'd expected it to be a one off; an itch Alex conveniently and safely scratched born of circumstance and boredom. But a few days later, Michael discovered Rosa in Iz’s room, painting his sister's toenails and smirking at him with her twinkling, mischievous eyes, and when Michael returned to the refuge of his patio, Alex was sitting in his chair.

"I brought you the good stuff, Guerin," he said with a sly smile, holding up a baggie with two joints and a Bic lighter as Michael stood uselessly beside him with his mouth open. Alex bit his lip and gestured to his own lap. "Your turn this time."

Even since that day, Alex shows up with Rosa, and always he seeks Michael out on his dingy patio like the smell of skunk weed and sunlight is a beacon calling him home. Sometimes Alex drops into the lawn chair Michael dug out of storage in the Evans's garage for him after Alex's third visit and they talk, or get high, or even do homework. Other times, Alex comes up behind him and runs his fingers through Michael's curls, blunt nails dragging down his scalp, and Michael stands, follows Alex back into his own bedroom, and spends the next few hours pressed against him, grasping and bucking, Alex's panted breathes hot and wet against Michael's mouth.

But they don’t talk about what they’re doing, what they are to each other. They don’t make plans for next time, although at this point Michael is almost always certain it will come. Alex exists almost as a mirage; a beautiful, nearly tangible fantasy that feels so real in the moment, but after the fact has the effect of a dream, lucid and lingering on the tip of his tongue. Michael isn't even sure how much either Rosa or Isobel knows until they bust in on him one afternoon, sucking Alex down like his dick is a popsicle. It's awkward in the moment, but ultimately they're supportive.

Since then, Michael and Alex have expanded the radius of their relationship to the Evans’s family room, a multipurpose space at the back of the house, cluttered and well-used, but still meticulously decorated. It’s where they are this Sunday afternoon, packed close together despite the empty expanse of the couch, Alex lounging in the corner, bare feet on the cushion and legs splayed wide, and Michael beside him, leaning forward with a candle in one hand and the finicky lighter in the other. Rosa and Isobel are tucked on the love seat together, Isobel’s nose still wrinkled in distaste.

“Light a damn candle,” she’d complained when they’d shuffled into the room, “you smell like a Radiohead concert.”

Michael isn't sure if it's his nerves or the cheap, gas station lighter that's to blame, but it takes him five rounds of flicking and shaking before the thing finally sparks a small flame, and he can tip the nearly spent candle in his hand horizontal, holding the wick to the flame until it catches alight. He sets the candle on the low coffee table in front of him and wipes his palms on his black jeans, fingers snagging in the tears of the worn denim. He wonders hysterically if raggedly jeans and an oversized, novelty tee-shirt really send strong date me vibes, but pushes the thought aside and takes a deep, steadying breath.

“Alex,” Michael says softly, and Alex hums questioningly in response.

“You wanna come with me tonight?”

“Where’re you going?” Alex asks distantly, not quite disengaging from the magazine on his knee.

Michael shrugs, faking casual, and licks his lips.

“Restaurant. Movie theatre.” He raises his eyebrows suggestively and smirks when Alex looks up at him, his full attention finally won. “Bed of my truck, maybe.”

From the opposite corner of the room, Rosa snorts.

“You sure know how to woo a guy,” she laughs, and Isobel chuckles, runs her fingers through Rosa’s hair and chides gently, “Go easy on him. It’s his first real crush.”

"I don't remember inviting you or your commentary into this," Michael snaps, but there's no heat to his words. He turns back to Alex and finds himself the subject of Alex's inscrutable stare, his dark eyes like wide, bottomless pools.

"Like a date," Alex states. "You want to date me."

Michael tries to ignore Isobel and Rosa gawking openly at them, their gazes hot on the back of his neck.

"Yeah, I do, man," Michael replies, looks up at Alex from under his lashes and lets a curl fall into his eyes for good measure; he knows his own strengths, knows by now what makes Alex's breath come quicker, or not at all.

Alex smiles wide, sets the tip of his tongue between his bared teeth.

"Okay," he says simply, then leans forward to whisper low in Michael's ear, "You think I walk around in just anyone's sweatshirt?"

Michael's lips stretch into what he's sure is a deeply stupid grin as Alex settles back against the arm of the couch with a smirk and returns to his magazine, though he's clearly not reading a word. Isobel and Rosa snicker and coo, and Michael pretends not to hear them.

"Candle's out again," Alex says lightly, and Michael looks down at the table, where the wick is, in fact, dead, exhaling a thin, trickly ribbon of black smoke.

"Shit," Michael murmurs, and reaches again for the lighter, jar already in hand.

#cw: weed #malex #stoner malex au #teen malex #roswell new mexico #malex fic #alex manes #michael guerin #rosa ortecho #isobel evans #background rosabel #roswell nm fic

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megatraven · 3 years

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i slept for like at least 10 hours and im trying to sleep More bc hehe comfy

but now im thinking about./...... an alex x mc astro boy au efgbfedfrgredfr

like. the movie. bc i was thinking about watching it again and so naturally i was like “haha what if.........”

anyways so alex is astro, they were accidentally killed in a test gone wrong when ares loads the red core into a powerful robot and turns it aggressive, and so their mother (aphrodite) and her best friend (hades) worked tirelessly to create a robot that would have alex’s memories and heart

but of course, things weren’t the same, and alex ran when aphrodite said they weren’t her child, and after being pursued they ended up on the surface

there they meet mc, and a bunch of her friends- cerberus, medusa, hydra, chimera, etc.- and she takes them to the guy that kind of raises them all/keeps them out of trouble in exchange for robot parts (zeus)

they become good friends!! and alex learns that mc is from the city above them, that she has a family up there. they keep her secret.

alex uses their core to resurrect this really old robot (eryn?) that’s been dead for awhile and zeus and gang decide to use it in the robot games, and unknowingly outs themself as a robot to zeus

when they arrive at the games, alex is horrified that it’s really pretty much a fight to the death for robots, and at the same time, zeus reveals that alex is a robot “sent to spy on the surface” and mc and friends feel betrayed

blah blah robot fight alex keeps winning because they’re too high tech before zeus pits them against their robot friend that they restored themself, and then they refuse to fight. zeus gets angry over it and tries to force the two to fight, but they continue to refuse and the other robot tries to kill zeus instead, since it’s older than the current laws of robotics that prevent injury to others, but alex saves him

the people chasing after alex for their core show up and take them away, but not before they meet mc’s eyes and tell her, “i tried to tell you”, because they never meant to keep what they were a secret. they just wanted to fit in. they let themself be taken away, and they meet their mother and hades again

aphrodite removes their core, and as their life drains away, they apologize, saying, “i’m sorry i couldn’t be a better alex for you”

this pulls at aphrodite’s heart, and she ends up deciding, against orders, to put the core back in them, because despite everything, they’re still her child, and they deserve better than what she’s given them

alex escapes again, this time knowing their mother believes in them, and at the same time, ares once again loads the red core into the robot that killed the original alex. it absorbs him this time, and he grows extremely aggressive and searches for the blue core that alex has, destroying the city as he moves

alex fights him, and during that fight, the city starts to fall from the sky. alex is strong enough to help it land safely on the surface. alex finds their mother again and she insists that they should leave together, to keep them safe

mc and friends steal zeus’ flying car so they can try to go help them, but ares captures them, and alex hears it with their super-hearing. they break away from their mother and they tell her that they have to do this. they hear ares yelling and threatening their friends, and it spurs them on

they fly straight into ares’ chest, where the red core is, and their own core starts to merge with the red core, destroying them both

ares is defeated and subsequently arrested, and mc finds alex, their body deactivated since the blue core in their chest died. mc cries, saying all they wanted was to help people. hades approaches and she asks if he can help them, but hades shakes his head- the blue core was unique

the robot alex had brought back earlier approaches and mentions it, since thats th energy that brought it back to life, and it shares enough energy with alex to bring the blue core back to life

happy reuinion!!!! alex and their friends are safe and happy, their mother is proud of them, and..... mc’s mother and brother find her again, and promise that they had never stopped looking for her

happiness all around!!!!!!!!!!! woo!!!!!! thats the end, alex and mc r in crush with each other, blah blah

#meg speaks #alex x mc #alex #afk mc #astoria #lovestruck #ares #zeus #hades

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spaceskam · 4 years

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Anyway I think the memory wiping drug is going to make Alex forget specifically Michael and it's going to force him to work his ass off and make Alex actually fall in love with him again like a cheesy romance book with amnesia and Alex is going to sing his little song that he wrote and think it's about Forrest because Forrest is a bad guy who is in cahoots with Jesse and is wooing Alex to keep an eye on him when really it's about Michael and it's going to Crush Michael's Soul

#me: 🤡🤡🤡#friendly reminder i have never been right about anything in this show #rnm speculation #roswell new mexico #malex

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thecandywrites · 4 years

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Jewel Of The North Part 5

Woo, it finally happened, the do is at the end of the chapter. Again, a thousand thanks to @monstersandmaw for sharing ice orcs with me. I’m having way too much fun.

Jewel Of The North

Part 5

You were walking towards the barn, feeling the slight burn of the sun on your skin as you watched Noah bend over to trim your horse's feet, his ferrier tools in the stand around him. His shirt was dirty and sweaty and hugging his muscles beautifully and the chilled lemonade in your hand didn’t compare to the fire of lust and love and adoration in your heart and mind as you waited until he was done with that particular hoof and stood up and righted himself to approach closer.

“Thirsty?” You offered the lemonade to him before he grinned giddily as he got it and happily gulped it down and you watched the apple in his throat bob with the motion.

“You need another or did that quench your thirst?” You asked once he had downed it.

“Almost.” He admitted before he pulled you to him and kissed you deeply. You could taste the sweet lemon and sugar from the lemonade and just a hint of the pulled pork from lunch.

And of course the kiss progressed and you suddenly transported to your bathroom where he was pinning you against the wall so he could pound into you as the hot water sprayed all around you and to feel the heat of his body wrapped around your own and practically pulsing inside you as he was stretching you to the max and grounding you yet making you feel lighter than air as his mouth was on your own, swallowing your whimpering cries of ecstasy was pure euphoria and no sooner had you cum in the shower before you were rolling around in the silken sheets of your bed, trying all kinds of positions.

“How close are you?” Noah rumbled as you could tell he was getting so excruciatingly close himself.

“I already came in the shower, it’s your turn Babe.” You cooed.

“Nope, wrong answer.” Noah teased before he pulled out and left you trying to grab him to pull him back before he attached his mouth to your sex and promptly devoured you before you were pushed to the edge.

“There you are, now, let’s try to do this together,” Noah encouraged before he settled himself back into you and started to really stroke himself into you instead of the heavy pounding and good god, it was the best sex of your life and together you reached your climaxes as you both tightly held the other, wrapped up in comfort and warmth and each other as the rest of the world faded away, leaving the two of you in peace and happiness. Then the blare of the alarm...

You woke up the next morning, your underwear soaked in your essence and got a quick shower and got dressed before you called your kids.

“Good morning sleepyheads.” You cooed.

“Good morning.” you heard them both answer sleepily.

“Aww, did I wake you up too early? Before noon?” You teased as you got your shoes on.

“Yes.” They answered.

“It’s summer vacation, it’s still am so it’s morning.” Xander grumped.

“Oh it’s only 10 am there, that’s still sleeping in plenty.” You gently argued.

“Which means it’s seven there, you’re on vacation, why would you get up so early on vacation?” Skylar complained.

“Because I’m going fishing today, with Noah and Sakura but we’re going to really be in the middle of nowhere because he’s taking me to tribal lands where there are no cell towers for miles so you won’t be able to get a hold of me and so this was my chance to check in today.”��

“Is this the same Noah that flew you in?” Xander questioned.

“Yup, the same Noah I spent all day Tuesday watching his daughter who I would adopt and take home with me in a heartbeat if I could.” You confessed.

“The one who lost her mom?” Skylar remembered.

“Yup, the very one. She’s the one that’s in the same boat you’re in.” You confirmed.

“Because her mom died and left her all the land that she got the same way you got your estates.” Xander recalled.

“Yup and because I have a lot of first hand experience with that kind of thing. I’m gonna try to help her and her dad deal with it. At least better than I did in the beginning.” You revealed.

“Cool.” Xander chirped.

“So do you like Noah? Is that why you’re spending the day with them?” Skylar asked curiously.

“I do like him. Noah is...well...he’s awesome. He has been nothing but respectful and perfectly pleasant and professional as a pilot and a friend and I can see why he’s friends with everyone up here because he’s a good friend to have.” You answered.

“No like, like him like him, like romantically.” Skylar specified as you heard Xander go ‘oh gods’ in a groan in the background.

“I’ll be honest. Yes. But I think it’s one sided, because he has been friendly but he hasn’t really been flirty or anything. But I haven’t been super flirty to begin with.”

“Good!” Xander boomed.

“Hey, as I recall, I believe both of you were ok with me moving on romantically since your dad died and you two were the ones that set me up on that date with Alex.” You countered with a frown.

“Which was a disaster.” Skylar remembered.

“True.” Xander conceded.

“But Noah is a bush pilot in the Arctic Tundra, that’s one of hell of a niche Mom and he can’t do that in too many other places, he’s an ice orc which is a tribe that originated up there and rarely move away. I mean it’s an awesome job and sounds kick ass, and I’ll bet it’s gorgeous up there but from what you’ve told us about him, I don’t think he’s gonna give all that up. And you have it too good right where you are and you shouldn’t move either. Just leave it as friends Mom.” Xander pleaded with you and you hated to admit it but he was right and had very good points. Xander had inherited all the sensibleness from Andy.

“I know, you’re right.” You conceded even though your heart and soul were throwing tantrums within you and clinging to your fantasies for dear life.

“But you should still enjoy your time up there mom. Maybe we can come up and see everyone some time when we’re all together.” Skylar offered sweetly just as the first few tears started to fall as you nodded in agreement. Grateful they couldn’t see you.

“Yup, there’s a really nice hunting and fishing resort up here, maybe we can come back here and stay there.” You offered as you discretely wiped the tears from your eyes and willed yourself not to cry any more. Feeling like a teenager with your first soul crushing crush.

“I’ll try to call you guys later ok? Be good for Mimi and PawPaw and Granny and Papa ok?” You urged them. “Love you lots, bye.” You bid them.

“Love you too Mom, bye.” They echoed.

You found your composure and finished packing your things up that you felt you would need today. Extra sets of clothes and layers just in case you fell into the water or the temperature decided to vary greatly, your emergency spices just in case you cooked whatever you caught. Snacks just in case you didn’t catch anything. An emergency kit just in case anyone gashed their hand open and needed medical attention. A few handheld games for Sakura to keep her quiet just in case she wasn’t fond of fishing and battery packs for your devices along with a few other essentials. You were determined to have a great day fishing with Noah and Sakura and prayed that you would have a good day nonetheless and to have peace in your heart so you could enjoy the moments today and commit them to memory.

When you were done you walked the now familiar route to Noah’s house, hoping you weren’t coming too early and no sooner had you stepped foot on the porch when the door opened to reveal Noah with a bed head worthy of a few more fantasies and a bright happy smile that shamed the sun that had you mirroring it as the dogs rushed past him to greet you excitedly too before they left to do their business.

“Good morning, hope I’m not too early.” You greeted bashfully.

“Nope, just woke up, wanted to make sure I didn’t sleep in and miss you.” Noah reassured you as he ushered you inside before you set down your stuff by the door before you went to the kitchen together to get coffee and breakfast ready as the two of you easily fell back into a routine, that while it was new, it was somehow so familiar and comfortable and second nature to you both and it was while you were scrambling eggs that you noticed Noah give you a look you didn’t quite know how to read. It wasn’t bad but it filled you with...you didn’t know what, excitement? Curiosity? Giddiness? What?!

“What?” You asked over your shoulder.

“Um, I was just thinking…”

“About?” You prodded.

“About…” Noah took a deep breath and looked particularly nervous all of a sudden as he started to wipe his hands off on a rag from mixing together pancake batter.

“I wanted…” Noah began before his thunder cat rubbed against your leg before it started to climb you like a tree again.

“Ah, Baby, I’m cooking, I can’t have you on my shoulders right now, your hair will get in the food.” You cooed to the cat before Noah came over and got the cat off your shoulder before the cat tried to use it’s sharp claws to dig into your clothes and howled in protest. “Sorry, he really likes you.” Noah confessed as the two of you worked on getting the cat’s claws out of your clothes and once successfully detached he went to the back sliding doors and put the cat out and shut the door so it wouldn’t interrupt further.

“So you were saying you were thinking about what again?” You prompted once he was done.

“Right, um, so, uh, I wanted you to meet the rest of my family.” Noah finally blurted as there was a hint of fear in his eyes which gave you just a moment of pause.

“Oh, to discuss Sakura’s inheritance? Do you want to make sure they’re all comfortable with me being involved in any of it?” You supplied since that was the only reasonable, non romantic reason you could think of for meeting them. Trying to stamp down your hopes that he wanted you to meet his family for any other reason.

“Yeah, sure,” Noah confirmed with a nod as his shoulders sagged in defeat just a little.

“Ok, cool, when?” You asked.

“Well, today my Mom was going to be calling everyone to see what times would work best for everyone while we went fishing.” Noah informed you.

“Oh, well I’m free the rest of the week, so I’m free whenever. If it would help I can provide references, like my analyst and my own lawyers or even see if they can suggest anyone to use up here.” You suggested.

“Only if you wanted to.” Noah answered you could see he was trying to cover up his disappointment. Was he disappointed with you? Is that not what he was asking or wanting from you?

Meanwhile- Noah was internally and existentially screaming and screeching into the void and cursing himself for being so chicken shit to not say what he really wanted. He was such a coward and he was so epically and historically bad with words. All he wanted was you. He wanted to be with you. He wanted to court you or even fight for the chance just to try. He was so hopelessly in love with you it wasn’t funny and if he had one more sex dream about you, his nuts were going to explode along with his head. He wanted to pick you up and sit you up on his counter and feast on you for breakfast before Sakura would wake up. This was his one shot to confess his feelings and he was blowing it and he couldn’t stop it. Like being in a river that’s way too strong and carrying him away from shore and he was doing everything in his power to fight against it but the stronger he struggled, the stronger the current and he couldn’t get traction and he was running out of time and he was missing his chance on happiness and his happily ever after with you damn it.

But then you were sniffing the air and turning to take the eggs out of the pan before they burned and his moment was gone. He wondered if you would freak out if he just came up behind you and hugged you and started kissing you, would that be inappropriate? How would you react? Would you like that? Be put off and leave? Freak out? Turn and kiss him back hopefully? Grind your ass into his manhood? He could dream.

Then he heard a giggle. Damn it, Sakura was up and his chance to have you all alone to himself was over.

“Good morning Pumpkin.” You cooed when you heard the giggle and looked over at the stairs to see Sakura spying on you from them.

“Good morning Paradise.” She answered before she came all the way down the stairs.

“How long have you been up there spying huh?” You asked as you came over to her and hugged her tight.

“Since Angry Pants climbed you.” Sakura answered and suddenly Noah was wondering if his instincts just knew it wasn’t the right time. Dang it. Well the day was young, he would hopefully have another chance some time today. Or at least that was what he was going to be praying for.

“I see, well let's get you some juice and breakfast, we have an awesome day ahead of us and we need to have food as fuel for it.” You urged her as you got her some eggs to start eating and some juice as Noah went about pouring the pancake batter in the other pan to make the pancakes before you went back to the stove to work on the bacon and the sausage before you would make Noah’s eggs and your eggs and stood side by side in front of his stove as you wanted nothing more than to have him put his arm around you. Around your shoulders, your waist, you didn’t care. But something, you were craving his touch and his closeness even though Xander’s words tortured you from the back of your mind. What if this was a fantasy escape for you? What if it was nothing more? No, your heart assured you that was not the case. What if all he wanted was just help with his daughter and nothing else from you? Perhaps that was what you feared most right now. Because you were ready to offer yourself and everything you had up to him and what if he didn’t want you romantically? You would have to learn how to be content with a platonic relationship with him but you did get close enough that your arms were touching and you could feel the heat roll off of him and the stove and you just wanted to cuddle into his side.

And then you felt it, his hand splayed comfortingly on your back and if you could have sprouted wings and hugged him with them you would have, before the hand went to your far shoulder and suddenly he was resting his arm over your shoulders and you took that as a sign that snaking your own arm around his waist was an ok move as you both leaned into the side of the other. And you were afraid to look but the happy contented smile on your face as mentally you were going ‘fuck it, I want to be happy and close to him right now’.

All that mattered was right now and right now your brain was swimming in endorphins from just this little touch. It was heaven. Maybe he didn’t mean it to be as intimate as you felt it was but you didn’t care. You were just...happy. So happy right now. You haven’t been this happy in...a very long time and in your wildest dreams, you would find a way to make this work. Maybe he isn’t great with words? Maybe he’s showing you through his actions how he feels? Maybe.

You did everything in your power to stay right where you were because you didn’t want to move, you didn’t want to break the bubble you were in because in your heart you wanted this moment to last forever. But once all the eggs were fried and all the bacon and sausage and potatoes and onions and pancakes were cooked you both begrudgingly parted to take the food to the table to eat but sat kitty corner from each other at the small table and if he had reached out to hold your hand you would have held it but he was using both of his hands to eat his breakfast but Sakura was just happy to jabber on about all the different kinds of fish you could catch today as you gave Noah a fond smile as you just let her tell you all about fish. You could listen to her talk for hours on end about anything she was passionate about.

Once breakfast was done, you quickly did the dishes while Noah and Sakura got ready and packed up for your ‘adventure’ and once packed up, you let the horses out in the pasture and taken care of for the day before you loaded up his truck as the dogs jumped into the bed of the truck to watch the stuff since they were coming too and made a quick stop at a little outpost/ grocery store to get supplies like bait and beer since you had already packed a bunch of snacks and drinks for Sakura at home from what you had bought the other day. But this place had local moose jerky and homemade doughnuts that you needed in your life ASAP.

“Hey Noah,” a guy greeted him as you were around the corner letting Sakura pick out whatever her heart desired.

“Hey Tim.” Noah greeted back before they shook hands.

“Have you heard anything from Derek or Evan or anyone from their gang?” Tim asked him.

“Nope, picked up their loads yesterday though cause no one could get a hold of them.” Noah answered as you made sure to stay out of sight.

“Well I finally talked to them today and turns out they went drinking with some super hot Moscow Doll. They must have partied pretty hard because they’re still wasted as of about half an hour ago and can’t hardly move even now. They actually pissed and shit themselves because they couldn’t get up to go to the bathroom.”

You did your best to hide your erupting snicker under Noah’s who snickered and laughed at their misfortune.

“Gross, well I don’t know what you could have expected, they’re young and stupid and stupid is as stupid does I guess.” Noah shrugged.

“True.” Tim nodded. “So what are you up to today?” Tim changed the subject.

“Taking Sakura and our new friend Zara fishing.” Noah answered, feeling bad to call you ‘a friend’ because if he had been brave earlier he could have asked you out and he could be introducing you as his girlfriend.

But alas, chicken shit was he.

“Oh,” Tim blinked but smiled wide as you seemed to take that cue and appear from the other aisle.

“I heard my name.” You announced.

“Zara, this is my friend Tim Baker.” Noah introduced.

“Zara Kingsley, pleasure to meet you.” You greeted sweetly as you shook his hand, kind of grateful you weren’t wearing any makeup or anything and dressed down and hopefully neither Tim or Noah would make the connection that you were that Moscow Doll. Which honestly was an awesome alias.

“Pleasure’s all mine.” He returned as he shook your hand firmly. “That’s a strong hand shake.” Time appraised, impressed.

“Sorry, day job, I’m an LMT, strong grip is in the job description.” You tried to laugh off.

“A what now?” He asked.

“LMT- it’s an acronym for licenced massage therapist, like EMT or CEO.” you supplied.

“Oh sweet, did you just move here?” He asked hopefully.

“Unfortunately no, just visiting this time. My home base is in the Great Lakes.” You answered before you got into your wallet and handed him a business card as he whistled at it.

“Wow, that’s the fanciest thing I’ve ever had in my hand.” Tim appraised which got you to chuckle.

“That’s not a nice comparison to Tammy, she’s plenty fancy.” Noah teased which got everyone but Sakura to laugh harder.

“I take it Tammy is the better half.” You assumed as you glanced down to see a thin gold band on Tim’s left hand.

“Nope, I’m the better half, I’m the best thing in her life.” Tim smoothed his hands down his front, stroking his beer gut affectionately as he smiled cheesily which got you to laugh even harder.

“Oh that poor woman.” You and Noah answered in unison as you both shook your head.

“Jinks!” You managed to get out first as Noah snapped his fingers in defeat but smiled happily nonetheless.

“Ha! I win, I get to buy the snacks and the beer.” You insisted as you pried the beer from Noah’s fingers and took Sakura to the checkout counter.

“Hurry before your Dad stops us!” You giggled to Sakura who took the opportunity to grab handfuls of candy from the display by the cash register to add to her ‘loot’.

“Just friends? Really?” Tim questioned a little disbelieving as he gave Noah a meaningful look but a knowing smile.

“She’s only been visiting in town since Sunday and I’m the one who flew her in.” Noah revealed, dropping his voice down to a low murmur.

“I see, well it seems she’s great with Sakura, she’s got strong mom vibes and she seemed like she a could be a local if you asked her to be.” Tim appraised.

“Well she is a mother, has two kids of her own back home.”

“And the dad?” Tim asked.

“Dead, she’s widowed.” Noah answered.

“Oh perfect, no asshole ex or visitation or anything like that to deal with, just what you needed, you’re practically made for each other.” Tim grinned mischievously as Noah gave him an unimpressed look. “Well stop yapping with me, take her fishing, take her to the Honeymoon spot or something, don’t be keeping a gem like her waiting.” Tim urged him as Tim noticed you had gotten your stuff and had left the store with Sakura in tow and you sure did look like a perfect fit for Noah and Sakura to him. You just exuded sweetheart and that’s what Noah needed in his opinion, and you were really pretty au naturale too. He could see there were sparks there and he would be praying that Noah would make a move before you would leave as Noah left the place and happily rejoined you in the truck and drove to the airstrip before the two of you loaded everything onto the plane as Sakura happily kept the dogs on board and got settled in herself and once it was all packed up, the three of you settled in and by now you had grown almost used to the feeling of taking off before Noah turned the plane north eastern and flew, you could see the snow capped mountains and pockets of lakes and streams and super intense greens from the wilderness splattered with pockets of civilization, and just the majesty of it all took your breath away and you prayed your brain was recording it so you could dream about this moment in the future. It was just perfect.

Noah flew the familiar route to the perfect spot, where it would just be the three of you for miles and miles around and hopefully the fishing would be good too.

And once it was in sight he pointed it out to you.

“That’s where we’re going.” He pointed to it as he got in position and descended and made sure to put the right landing gear down and touched down into the water before taxing himself around to the best spot in the lake where a few streams came in and out of the lake before he turned the plane off and lowered the back hatch/tailgate down to the right height so you could fish off of it before he got his camping chairs and practically set up his own dock on the tailgate complete with a cooler full of ice and beer and drinks and camp chairs and snacks and rods and reels and tackle and everything.

“Ooh, I like this, this is wonderful.” You praised as you sat down in the other camp chair that Noah set up just for you as Sakura was sitting in her kid’s camping chair.

“And the great thing about being in the water like this is the bugs aren’t as bad and you don’t have to worry about bears as much, moose can still swim out this far though but at least we can see stuff coming.” Sakura beamed happily as she got all her snacks and juice boxes and stuff set up around her as the dogs happily sat on the edge and looked out into the water and basked in the sun before Noah got all the fishing poles out and got them set up before he handed you one before you cast it out.

“Nice cast.” Noah praised.

“Thanks, my family are big fishers. We would go fishing all the time both in childhood and adulthood and we would go out and usually catch our limit. What is the limit by the way?” You asked.

“There isn’t one, we’re on Sungilak Tribal Lands and this whole area and for oh, probably a hundred miles in any direction is still our lands and we don’t have limits on fish or game or anything. So since you are a guest of the clan and have permission from two clan members, you don’t have any limits on anything you catch either and you don’t need any licenses or anything. Our permission and invitation is enough.” Noah reassured you as Sakura beamed proudly at you too.

“Aww, thanks.” You answered, feeling particularly touched by their gesture as you realized this was a great honor. For them to share their birthright like this was incredibly generous. You knew Noah was of humble means, and this was perhaps one of the few things he could share with you and it was incredibly precious.

“Can I get a few pictures of this?” You asked hopefully.

“Sure.” Noah nodded before you took pictures of Sakura sitting next to you in the chair with her little fishing pole, the line hanging off the edge in her sunglasses and snacks and dogs looking pretty as a picture before you got selfies of the two of you and the drop dead gorgeous scenery.

“Smile Noah.” You prompted as you got pictures of him actually fly fishing off the back of the tailgate before he flashed you a brilliant smile and you knew this picture you’d be treasuring for a lifetime.

“Can we have some music?” You asked hopefully.

“Uh, good luck getting a radio channel up here.” Noah replied.

“Not a problem, I have premium Spotify and dozens of playlists downloaded. What do you like to listen to?” You asked as you got your mini portable bluetooth speaker out of your bag and turned it on since it was freshly charged before you got your phone to connect with it and brought up the app.

“Don’t care, listen to whatever you want.” Noah obliged.

“Ok, everyone’s favorite classics- it is.” You decided before you had the phone shuffle on the playlist.

“Ooh,” Noah oohed when a very familiar favorite started to play. Ok, you were officially perfect in his book. Perfect music tastes, perfect cooking skills, perfect mother figure to Sakura, perfect...everything. You were generous and charming without being fake or insincere, you were beautiful and confident and independent and loving and supportive and protective and incredibly intelligent and naturally sweet natured but had enough gumption to not put up with bullshit. You weren’t a doormat and he could only admire and adore all of it. You had every reason to feel like the hottest shit ever but you were humble enough to be unassuming and discrete but there wasn’t a part of you he wasn’t impressed with.

Then the fish started to bite and that’s when the day went from good to great. And what was even better, is because of the cold storage compartment of the plane which was like a walk in freezer/cooler but on an plane with several bins inside to keep things separanted, Noah had the good sense to clean out and line the biggest one with a giant tarp, all you had to do was load the fish into it and they would stay cold until you got home. Very convenient.

“Could you teach me how to fly fish?” You asked as he seemed to be getting better fish and more of them fly fishing than you did.

“Of course.” Noah immediately agreed before he had you use his rod and reel and showed you how it was done and you were over the moon when he wrapped himself around you to do it. His hands over yours to show you where to grip the rod and to feel the warmth radiate off of him and even though it was already comfortable weather wise, with him so close you practically melted having him so close, with his front pressed comfortably to your back and his head and over your shoulder. You wanted to lay your head back and rest it against his chest and just to have him hold you.

Meanwhile Noah felt that this was his opportunity that he had been silently praying for all morning, if he didn’t take the leap now, he was going to regret it. You were here, you were practically in his arms and every instinct was screaming at him to offer himself to you. It was now or never. So it had to be now.

“I didn’t originally want you to meet my family tomorrow as an advisor. It’s not that I don’t want your help with Sakura and her inheritance, because I do, we need it, desperately. But, I really really like you and I want to court you regardless and I wanted you to meet them as my girlfriend rather than advisor.” Noah finally confessed as he just stared longingly at your hair in a ponytail, appreciating all the hues and strands of color in your hair, fantasizing about how soft it would be through his fingers as not looking at your gorgeous face was somehow easier than if he was looking into the very eyes that tortured him when he wasn’t looking at them or the face that lit up his world.

“I know you have your life in the Great Lakes and I don’t want you to give that up and I am never going to ask for you to give that up. And I know looking at the way things are now, it doesn’t seem like we have much of a future and I’ve been afraid to ask you cause I don’t know how this could work. But I want to try to work it out anyway.” Noah confessed as you slowly turned around to look at him. Afraid that you were dreaming or had fainted and were hallucinating.

And you saw hope and fear in his eyes as he bit his lips to force himself not to speak anymore and wait for your answer, it was the same look he had this morning as you felt a little vindication that he did try to ask you this morning but lost his nerve and your heart soared that he obviously felt the same way you did and that it wasn’t all in your head, this was real, he was really asking you out and he really cared for you enough to ask at least as you smiled up adoringly and gratefully at him.

“Sakura,” you called.

“Yeah?” She immediately got up and came over.

“Did you hear your Daddy?” You asked her, just to make sure you didn’t imagine it.

“Yup, I want you to be my Mama too.” She added brightly and you couldn’t help it, you started crying but your smile was brighter than any star.

“I want to be your Mama too Sweetie, more than anything.” You reassured her as you turned out of Noah’s frame and hugged her tight.

“Yes, my answer is a resounding yes.” You finally answered Noah before you pulled him down to your height to kiss him soundly as his arms wrapped tightly around you, the fishing pole long since been put down and practically forgotten as you felt in your soul that this was your last first kiss with him. And boy oh boy was it a good one. Full of love and hope and promise and tasted better than you could have imagined and definitely worth the wait. This wasn’t going to be a passing fling, nope. This was gonna be a forever thing, you could already tell. And you were finally, going to be happy- if only you could make Noah equally happy.

From there, things fell into place even more, you took tons of pictures of you and Noah together and you caught enough fish to fill that whole freezer compartment and thanks to a little on board galley on the plane, you were able to cook up fish for lunch and dinner and the dogs happily ate fish too and by the time it was evening you found yourself sitting on a huge cushion right on the back hatch with Noah sitting behind you with you cuddled into his lap as Sakura was securely nestled into yours and with the big blankets surrounding the three of you and the dogs cuddling over your legs, you were both comfortable and content and Noah must have kissed your temples and cheeks a thousand times as he sat with you. HIs wistful sigh music to your ears as you were sure your own was to his. Even though the day had spurtterd in the beggining, it sure did end perfectly in your book.

Only when the sun was finally setting for the final time did you pack it up. Sakura long since fallen asleep in your arms and with Noah’s help you were able to pack her up in her spot before you helped him get everything ready to go before he flew you to his home.

“So did you want to stay over tonight?” Noah asked hopefully.

“Oh yeah, if you’re sure you want me there, I’ll stay for as long as you’ll have me.” You confirmed.

“Oh I’m as sure as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west,” Noah mirrored since his boner seemed to spring to life at the notion.

“Awesome, I’ll just get the rest of my stuff from Taylor’s house tomorrow, it’s already late but I packed enough that it should get me through the night and into tomorrow, easily. I packed enough clothes just in case I fell into the water, like twice.” You revealed.

“Are you like, always prepared for everything?” Noah asked, his tone light and almost teasing.

“Yes. Long before I was a mom, I was the mom friend. There’s very good reasons why my purse never weighs less than like 9 pounds. It’s because I keep everything in there. Coming up here, I packed two of everything just in case one of something got lost. But turns out the gods knew that there would be two families that would be benefiting from my visit and I couldn’t be happier about the second one.” You beamed.

“Yeah, not to sound weird or anything but since you brought it up, I’ve been praying for the last year and a half for the gods to help me find Sakura a mom and someone who could help us and Sakura has never taken to anyone the way she took to you. And well, I mean I adore you too because if you’ll recall the first time we met, I just stared like an idiot with my jaw on the floor because you are very easily the most beautiful woman I have ever met or known and I was really afraid to say anything after I found out you were an heiress because I didn’t want to make it seem that it was only after I learned that that I was attracted to you. And honestly watching you have a date with Doug was torture for me and I was terrified you were going to fall for…” Noah explained.

“Oh his “charms”,” You snickered a laugh before you pretended to gag.

“Ew, no. He was absolutely ridiculous. Sakura told me in the bathroom that night that his boys pushed her down and didn’t apologize and I was ready to rip his head off. And please don’t be freaked out either but when I hugged her for the first time, I instantly loved her, like the same feeling I had when I gave birth to Skylar and Xander and I got to hold them for the first time and you have that ‘there’s my baby, my most precious possession, I’m gonna love you and cherish you forever and i will kill anything that dares brings you harm’ kind of feeling. And hugging you for the first time felt like hugging home, but it just was one that I didn’t know yet so…” You confessed before you heard Noah sniffle.

“Really?” Noah asked.

“Is that weird?” You asked with a little bit of a grimace.

“Nope, I was praying for that, I was praying for the right woman to love Sakura like her own, and well, me for me, flaws and all.” Noah revealed.

“Well then we are both answered prayers for each other because I was praying for the same thing. Although I’ll warn you, my son Xander will be the hardest to deal with. He’s very practical and rational and unfortunately, very skeptical too. He loves to play chess and cards and do things like negotiate and debate. And he’s way smarter than he should be for his age. He’s the one that likes to have everything figured out and planned before he takes his first step. His room is immaculate and he’s getting into cooking and he actually measures every little thing and me and my ‘eyeball it and measure it with your soul’ kind of thing tend to clash a lot. He will stay up till midnight just doing research for fun. He is very much like his father. He breeds ball pythons for fun and he has all the genetics memorized by heart and he keeps the snake room spotless, all on his own without any nagging or anything like that from me.” You warned.

“Skylar will be eaiser but she’s very emotional and you just have to be really patient. She’s also either super quiet or super chatty, there is no inbetween. She will talk your ears off. Also she wants to bake cookies and cakes and pies. Every. Single. Day. And nothing has enough sparkles or glitter for her.”

“We’ll all find a way to get along, it’s gonna be ok.” He reassured you before he kissed the back of your hand sweetly.

You got back to his home and found a note from his mom. The family would be coming together on Sunday since that’s when most had the day off and that they would be coming to her house for a big family meal and invited you to bring a dish to share if you wanted to.

“What should I bring?” You asked Noah.

“Anything you want, but we got all day tomorrow to figure it out. Come on, let’s get her to bed, and us to bed.” He hinted as he took your hand and led you upstairs as Sakura lay knocked out over his shoulder as he carried her into the house and led you upstairs. He had waited all week to have you by his side physically and he didn’t want to waste another minute of your presence and once she was tucked into bed and her door shut he was on you and walking you towards his room.

And you’d be lying through your teeth if you were to try to deny you weren’t excited about this either. But Noah’s kiss and touch were unlike any other and you were greedily taking everything he could give you and trying to give back in kind and you just needed more...more kisses, more touches, more feel, more contact, more...everything and you don’t know how it happened or exactly when but somehow between him attaching his mouth to yours just outside of Sakura’s room, and him, reaching around you to open his own bedroom door, somehow most of your clothes had come off you as you felt the cool air hit your skin.

Your bra was unhooked in the back and your pants and underwear were already off and by the time he got you into the room and the door shut and thankfully locked, somehow your shirt and bra now disappeared as did all of his clothes except for his socks which he was trying to toe off just trying to get you to his bed since his weeping cock was pressed between the two of you.

Taylor had not been exaggerating. Noah was packing. You knew Ice Orcs were as big as orcs came. But damn. Biggest cock you would ever probably get the pleasure of handling and it was all yours, you could barely wrap your hand around your prize and Noah’s moan was equally delicious and Noah practically ripped the blankets off the bed trying to get into it but when you felt his legs hit the mattress, you pushed him back onto it, and sent him landing on his back with his lower legs hanging off the bed, he was surprised but thrilled all the same and when you nuzzled his heavy sack with your nose and then with the tip of your tongue, he was the one left grabbing the sheets in anticipation.

Neena was ok with receiving oral sex but she hated giving it because she just didn’t like the taste of precum, let alone cum and thought it was gross and always gagged the moment his cock touched the back third of her tongue. So to have you even hint at it was driving him wild and when your tongue licked from the back of his ball sack, through the two balls and to the base then, towards the tip, he was nearly undone. And then to have you kneel between his legs and start sucking him off, his eyes nearly rolled back too far but his answering strangled moan was all you could ever want in response. You knew he didn’t want to wake up his daughter but with just this bit of sucking his body, especially his thighs and stomach was almost shaking and twitching from fluttering so much. It must have been a while for him to receive this kind of pleasure and you were unbelievably pleased that you could give it to him and when you started to gently massage his scrotum and oh so gently scratch at it, he bucked his hips, sending the head of his cock to the back of your mouth before he pulled them back.

“Sorry.” He tried to apologize.

“Don’t apologize Baby, it’s ok, did Neena have a strong gag reflex?” You cooed as you detached your mouth from his length so you could talk to him but your hand stroked him lovingly.

“Uh, yeah,” Noah confirmed.

“Hmm, well I don’t.” You hinted and that was your only warning before you worked on sucking as much of him into your mouth and throat as you could and he pulled so hard on the sheets, they popped off the corners of the bed and the noise that fell from his throat was the best reaction you had gotten yet.

“Zara, please, please slow down or stop, I’m, I’m gonna cum. I can’t cum yet, you’re not, I haven’t pleased you yet.” He whimpered which warmed your heart that he was so concerned about your pleasure.

“Do you only have one round in you?” You posed as you pulled off but nuzzled the cock all the same, giving the blue cock that ended in a pink head some sweet kisses.

“N-no.” He answered.

“Then let me give you this one easy, next one you’ll have to try harder to earn it.” You cooed before you went back to it as your hands stroked up his thighs to his abdomen as he reached down and laced his fingers with yours to hold your hands as your head bobbed enthusiastically as his precum coated your mouth. This had to be the most delicious cock too. His precum was comforting and alluring and just a little zesty, like wildberries, more intense flavor but full what your body craved before you brought his hands up to your face so he could stroke your face which he did before his fingers finally settled into your hair as you wrapped your arms around his hips and shoved your hands between his fine ass and the bed and clawed your hands into his ass as Noah keened in bliss and arched his back off the bed as his fingers tangled in your hair before he got two good fistfuls of your hair and pulled your face closer as you did your best to suppress your own gag reflex as the head of his cock hit the back of your throat.

“Oh gods, oh gods, Zara, Baby, I can’t, I can’t hold on...” he panted desperately as his hips bucked and every other muscle in his body seemed to tense before one last slam and his cock erupted with seed that spilled down your throat as you swallowed around him, your lips suctioning around you just kept swallowing as he whimpered and keened and shuddered his release and he was left a sweaty mess as his body welcomed a few aftershocks as it basked in the afterglow as you made sure you swallowed down every drop of his precious seed before you slowly let it slide out as you pulled away and happily watched as his heavy cock fell to the bed under it’s own weight.

“Good?” You asked as you climbed up his body, kissing trail up him before you settled onto his chest.

“The best, I didn’t think...I didn’t know...it could be that good.” Noah praised having a hard time coming back to his senses. While part of him wondered how much experience you had had to get that good, he didn’t care, you were his now. And he was never going to let you go. That was the best blow job of his life, of the millenium. His mind was blown, his body was officially blessed by having you of all people do that to him.

“Now don’t fall asleep, you have me to please now.” You giggled as you traced a little pattern on his chest as he caught his breath.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he reassured you as he wrapped his strong arms around you and held you tight.

“I love you.” He cooed.

“I love you too.” You easily mirrored. And it felt like the most natural and easy thing to say. And completely truthful too before he cupped your cheek and pulled you further up to kiss him soundly.

“I didn’t kiss you Tuesday because that’s what I did with Neena, I kissed you…” He began.

“I know, same reason I called you Babe on Tuesday, it just felt right.” You reassured him.

“Exactly.” He grinned appreciatively.

“Now, my turn to treat you like the goddess you are.” You growled as he playfully nipped at your neck and ear as you giggled gleefully as he rolled you over and it was his turn to kiss you senseless and mark a trail down your luscious and plump body, making sure to worship all of his favorite curves, from your breasts to your belly which he just adored to your hips and his favorite curve, your mound. Perfectly crowned with curls and dripping in anticipation of him and he took a lot of satisfaction in knowing that he was responsible for this as he settled between your legs before he had you set your powerful thighs on his shoulders and delved in.

Nothing could have prepared himself for this. But you tasted better than anything ever had before. It was sweet and spicy and purely addictive as he delved in and slurped and gave his tongue the work out it had been craving for practically a week as his own hands now cradled your glorious ass to cant your center right where he wanted it and it was your turn to writhe between him and the sheets beneath you.

Andy, truthfully, was not a good lover. He loved and adored your blow jobs but returning the pleasure, he was hopeless. He didn’t know how to please you, because all of his sex education had come from porn and besides pounding his cock into you, he didn’t know what else to do to please you and never bothered to learn.

Noah though? Oh bless this man’s heart, body and soul. Because he was eating you out like you were a seven course feast and he had been starving for most of his life and when he added a finger and then two and found that oh so sweet g-spot and worked it like it was his mission in life and he had been put on this planet for the sole purpose of finding it and working it to perfection while his mouth circled around your clit and sucked hard- it was all over, your legs kicked out and your knees tried to snap shut around his head and clamped his ears to his head as your own hips bucked and your own cry of bliss and ecstasy practically bounced off the walls. This was the greatest oral sex you had ever had the pleasure of recieving. It was official, he was a sex god.

For once you didn’t feel like you were wasting yourself or your gifts on someone. He was deserving, he was worthy. He was amazing and epic and wonderful and you loved and adored him.

“You still here?” Noah teased as he licked his lips as his self satisfied smile beamed up from between your legs. He still had it and he could give you the best gift possible and there was no one more deserving of that- than you, and he did his best and he was happy that you were well pleased with him and his efforts.

“Oh my gods, that was, epic, amazing, perfect. Like I’m trying to keep my soul in my body.” You explained with a giggle as he kissed his way back up your body to your mouth before he kissed you soundly as you wrapped yourself around him as you came down from your own afterglow before he slid right in.

“Oooh, perfect fit.” You purred up at him as he settled into place. You were stretched perfectly but not uncomfortably. Stuffed perfectly full and you melted into the bed when he didn’t pound, but actually stroked himself in and out of you, adjusting the angle of his hips until he found the perfect one for you both and every stroke felt like a blessing he was pouring into your being.

Then he worked up the tempo and the rhythm.

“Please, please don’t stop Noah, I’m so close, I’m so so close.” You begged as you felt your peak draw ever closer as Noah’s own body started to tense up as you clung to him and then that’s when he seemed to lose some semblance of control as his hips went from measured to almost a heinous pace as he started breathing even heavier and more labored as his hold on you grew almost desperate and it was enough to send you over the edge into bliss and when you inwardly constricted and fluttered around his length, it undid him and he came falling after you, pumping your canal so full, the seed had nowhere else to go but to seep out where you were joined as you both breathed heavily, trying to catch your breath as you just held each other as you looked up from the bed through the sky light to see the aurora borealis come out and move messmerizingly across the sky. It was so beautiful. And you were so happy and content to share such an intimate moment with Noah. He was such a gem. This perfect jewel of the north who had been waiting for you to come and find him and cherish him and love him. And you would do your best to do so for the rest of your life.

Once you two fully relaxed you looked around and noticed the bed looked like a hurricane had come through the room.

“Come on, help me make the bed, then we can sleep.” You gently urged him as he begrudgingly let you go and together you made quick work of putting the sheets back on properly and fixed the many layers of blankets before you quickly went pee in the bathroom and at least picked up all your discarded clothes in the hallway and put them in Noah’s room while he went to the bathroom himself before you met back into the bed and cuddled, looking up at the northern lights before you both drifted off to sleep.

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Hi do you have anything where either Keith or shiro one a magic shop? Like potions or charms and the like, I’ve been on such a magic kick lately

Here’s a few for you:

Resonance - chiapslock

19k. (General)

Shiro’s life is chaotic enough without his neighbour’s cat sneaking into his house every night. It doesn’t help that Shiro is starting to develop a crush for said neighbour. The more they meet, the more Shiro starts to like Keith. It’s not his fault if Keith is handsome, funny and frankly quite magical.

Problem is, Shiro doesn’t know how accurate that description is.

sweet on you - tealady19

6k. (General)

Keith tries to woo Shiro with cute Valentine's things, but the demon in question isn't quite getting the message. Keith isn't about to give up so easily, though.

And Your Hand to Hold (The Demon Courtship Remix) - stardropdream @stardropdream

9k. (Teen)

Shiro's been in the human world for several years now, but still human courtship confuses him. But Valentine's Day seems the perfect opportunity to maybe, finally, make his interest in Keith known.

It's a shame that Keith doesn't seem to be taking the hint, though.

Common Houseplants - galaxiebot

15k. (General)

Shiro is a recently turned werewolf who is suffering from some wolf-based allergies, so he’s referred to Keith, a plant Witch known for his medicines. They become fast friends, and while they’re in the woods together working on a permanent solution to Shiro’s allergies they witness something very strange in the Forest of the Queen.

-Alex

#Anonymous #sheith #sheith fanfic #sheith fanfiction #voltron #vld #voltron legendary defender #voltron fanfic #fic rec #recs #witchkeith #demonshiro #there was a really cute one i was thinking of but it's been deleted T.T #werewolfshiro

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oddsnendsfanfics · 4 years

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Unraveling at the Seams Pt 3

Genre: Fan Fiction Pairing: Alex Høgh Andersen/OFC, Henry Cavill/OFC Warnings: Language, Sexual Innuendo, Possible NSFW Rating: M Length: Multi Disclaimer: a strict work of fiction, I own nothing except the original characters and the plot line. In no way am I affiliated to any of it.

A/N: Allow me to give you all a little something, for my birthday.

thank you @flowers-in-your-hayr for the header :D

Catch Up Here

The weekend had been slower than usual, a welcoming relief from work for all who were involved. Jordan had casually asked Nell and Ivan over to watch a game on Sunday, only to be declined due to Ivan's own involvement in a local youth football league. They had a match Sunday morning and Nell wasn't confident that her son would be up for that much excitement for one day – not if she wanted him in bed at a decent hour for school the next morning.

“I thought they usually came over to watch the matches.” Alex tried his best not to look like a stalker, peering around the corner and out the window that looked into the courtyard at Jordan and Sophie's. On the stairs across the yard, Nell sat with her phone in hand, staring down at the screen.

“They do, but I think they're busy this afternoon.” Jordan replied ignoring the fact that Alex was spying on the neighbours. “Now come on, get over here and watch the fucking game.”

“Uh, in a second.”

“Dude, don't be that guy. Stop oogling the poor woman, you do enough of that at work.” Marco smirked and tossed a chip at Alex.

A middle finger extended in reply to Marco; Alex chuckled and left the window.

Would it look too desperate if he went for a smoke?

What would Nell think? He knew what Jordan and Marco would think and say.

Marco teased his friend relentlessly about the costume designer and his crush. Nell was lovely and fun to talk with, she made the long days less mundane and was always smiling, unless you were Alex. Marco had worked with her as long as Alex and Jordan, living with Alex gave him an edge on exactly how his friend saw the woman across the courtyard.

The crush had been on-the-spot.

They had walked in for their first fitting and Alex was slack jawed, nearly tripping over himself in her presence. Nell ignored him, a wise move Marco thought, though it caused Alex to be a bigger pest. Two years he had been admiring this woman and was still struggling to get a decent conversation in.

“Why don't you ask her out?” Sophie joined the conversation, glancing over her shoulder at the window to see Nell still sitting on the steps.

Nell was guarded, sure, and at the end of the day she was still a woman. On more than one occasion Nell had revealed how lonely she felt. Ivan and her job were the only things she had in Ireland, possibly the only two things she had regardless where she was.

“Don't torment him.” Jordan smirked. Nell would never agree to a date with Alex.

She didn't date actors, anymore, nor did she want somebody who was barely able to function around her. Alex was a great guy and a fantastic friend; Jordan had a few doubts about his abilities to truly woo and keep a woman. The other actor rarely went on dates and when he did, they never lasted longer than one night.

Marco snickered. “Can you even talk to her?”

“I can talk to her.” Alex defended. Quietly he took the ribbing. Sophie knew Nell the best out of the four people in the room, her suggestion had felt like less teasing and that had the wheels turning in Alex's mind.

He could casually ask her the next time he brought her a coffee at work. Or should he go big and grand? Send her a bouquet of flowers, asking her when they arrived?

He had saw a bouquet of peach roses on her work top one day, he remembered the dozen roses vividly. They were bright and cheery, they had everybody commenting on them. Nell would blush and say they were from a friend. Probably her boyfriend at the time.

Alex had heard through the grapevine that the costume designer hadn't dated anybody in a serious manner, in a long time. Men were fickle about women with children, a shame because Alex loved kids. Ivan, from what he could piece together, was comical. The little boy was smart and had no issue telling adults how it was.

“What's going on in that thick head?” Marco launched another chip at Alex. “Day dreaming about your girlfriend?”

“Fuck off.” Alex quipped, tossing half of the crumbled chip back at Marco. “She's not my girlfriend.”

“But you want her to be.” Marco winked at Jordan and Sophie, extending his arm around his body and turning his back to them. Imitating a couple making out. “Oh Alexxxxx.”

Laughter filled the room at Alex's expense. Cheers and whoops from Jordan enjoying Marco's performance.

“Cut it out, leave him be.” Sophie defended Alex's dignity against the other two. “Let him alone.” even she giggled at Marco's over the top theatrics.

“At least somebody in the room looks out for me,” Alex wasn't at all hurt or insulted by the joking.

“Why don't you ask her out?” Sophie's tone told him she was on a serious level now. “Ask her for coffee or something. Invite her to a nice brunch. She was telling me how much she misses getting dressed up and going out on Sundays.”

“Ask her, mate. Tell her we'll watch Ivan for the morning and go have fun.” Jordan's eyes never left the tv as he spoke.

“I don't know.”

What would he say? How would he do it? He couldn't simply walk up and ask her. Could he? Nell would likely laugh at him, shoot him down, and never speak to him again. Alex had a reputation of being able to talk and make friends with anyone, but women were sometimes his faltering point. Especially ones he had a particular interest in.

“What? Come on, you may as well ask. What is the worse that could happen? She says no and you have to pick up your pride? Shameful.” Marco was now changing his tune about this.

If Alex were to go out on a date, then maybe Marco wouldn't have to listen to him moan about how he had shit luck with women. Alex needed to get laid, this could be the ticket to such things. Marco hated how his roommate became a whiny little bitch because he was getting sexually frustrated.

“I don't know. What would I say? What would we do? How would I ask?” Alex scratched the shaved part of his head. “Do I tell her she can bring Ivan? Will she think it's a joke? Do I bring her flowers? I don't know.”

“Calm down, is the first step.” Sophie coached. Placing a hand on Alex's arm, she tried to soothe his nerves. “I will help you.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Help him with what? How not to get punched in the face?” Jordan teased. “Nell is proud, don't be cocky.”

Until now, Alex's only fear had been that she rejected him. Nell wouldn't physically harm him, would she? No, Jordan was being a dick nothing more.

“What do you even know about her?” Marco questioned, remembering he had a beer on the table. If they were going to plot this poor woman's nightmare, he wanted his excuse to be he was drunk.

“She has a son. She's from somewhere in Canada,” Alex thought for a moment. He didn't want help, despite Jordan looking as if he wanted to fill in all the blanks. “Uh. She's lived here before, but moved to...was it London?” Sophie nodded eagerly. “She has siblings? She likes scotch and peach roses.”

“Very good.” Sophie applauded lightly. “But don't bring up the roses. She hates that.”

“Really? She had a big bunch of them on her work station a few months ago.” Marco tipped his beer.

“It's a thing between her and Henry. You don't want to remind her of her ex on a first date.” Sophie carefully guided the wayward men.

“What kind of dickhead name is Henry?” Alex snorted. Now he had the name of the guy who had hurt her.

Fuck you Henry!

“Henry of England. Henry Winkler, Henry Ford, Henry Cavill, Henry Thomas, Henry...” Marco thought hard for a moment. “No that is all I have. Needless to say, they all sound like douchebags.”

“Why do you know so many Henry's?” Jordan was puzzled. Marco shrugged, leaving the conversation at hand to explain he knew a lot of random shit. Launching him and Jordan into a new conversation, allowing Alex and Sophie to focus on the task at hand.

Tapping his fingers on the table top, Alex sat staring into space. He needed something to go on, a solid plan for asking. Something tactful, but classy. Walking into the design room wasn't going to cut it. Walking across the courtyard and knocking on her door was plain stalkerish.

“So, what now?” He turned to Sophie, needing all the help he could get.

On the front step, in the warm afternoon sun, Nell knew she was being watched. She couldn't see the person watching her from inside the townhouse, she could feel their stare. It was the same familiar stare that followed her at work.

Oh Alex.

“Are you with still with me, Janelle?” She focused on the screen at a sweaty man, eyes dancing, and dark curls smashed under a ball cap.

Fuck him and that blue tank top. Nell tried not to laugh, thinking of how his chest reminded her of the try hard harlots who would wear the push up bras in attempt to get their bosom to their throats.

The video call had come while Ivan was upstairs playing, which meant Nell would have time to take the call, getting any details she had yet to reveal to her son. If there was time, she would pass the phone off and let him talk with his father until one of them decided to run off and do something else.

“Copy that, Mr. Cavill.” She calmly replied, glancing up. Her peeping Dane was gone. “You look a little out of breath. Hard run today?” It was no secret the man moved like a sloth while running.

“Don't want to discuss it.” Henry shook his head at her teasing. Nell could outrun him with a broken leg and took great joy in reminding him. “Are you outside?” Behind her head the front of a house loomed and there was a sliver of sky beyond that.

“I am. It's too nice to sit inside.”

She would never tell him that she didn't want Ivan to hear her, in case it was another disappointment call. More than once his father would say he wanted to visit and then have to cancel. Schedules changed, it was nature of the job, having to explain that to a child never got easier. Leaving the poor boy with disappointment for days.

“Is it still as lovely there in summer as I remember?”

“Humid, but beautiful as always.” Nell nodded.

“I can't wait. I think I may have you book a room. Put it under your name and I will cover the costs. Perhaps something that will be suited for Ivan to stay with me? Unless of course you would prefer he comes to stay with me at home?” Henry shrugged. “If you want some time to yourself.”

“What are you saying?”

“You need to get out more. Find a hobby? Have some fun.” She hardly left the house outside of work.

“I have fun.” Nell blurted out. Henry, wisely, didn't say another word. Nell huffed. “And you can come here.” Ivan enjoyed London, but it wouldn't hurt for him to spend time with his father in his own environment for a change. If they were here, then Nell felt she could keep her wits about her. “I mean, you can stay here. At my place.”

Nell spotted Sophie pass by and waved. Waving back, the peppy blonde smiled and disappeared. Later on, Nell would venture over with a bottle of Château Montus Madiran that she had picked up, when she'd got the first phone call to say her summer plans were being ruined. One drink gone and the rest of the bottle was glaring at her every time she passed it.

“Will you be comfortable with that?”

“I will stay in a hotel,” Nell offered without thinking. “My place is fairly quiet and this will give Ivan a chance to show you all of the things he's constantly talking about.”

Sending a handful of video games or action figures to London was simple enough. What they couldn't send was the park and the duck pond that Ivan was constantly telling his father about. Packing an entire youth football league would also be a challenge. Nell would love to watch as the upscale home was overrun with muddy children, maybe another time. Who was she trying to kid, Henry would love that. He'd be the ring leader.

Ireland would be a bigger challenge. Taking Henry out of his element. He would spend his time looking over his shoulder, worrying about not only his, but Ivan's privacy. In London he had a handle on who would be coming and going, in Dublin there would be an unknown and uncomfortable factor. Nell would enjoy that.

The one time there had been any issues, was when a debate sparked online. Was the boy a family friend? A God-Son? His own child? Eventually people grew bored of arguing with one another, settling the debacle when a wizard of a publicist asked for the child's privacy. Ivan was young and aware that he had to be mindful when he spoke to people or went places with his father, though he never seemed bothered when the odd person would stop Henry and ask for a moment of time. It was normal, in a strange way, to the boy. He would wait patiently often milling around close by. Henry's mammoth of a dog warning off any body who dare look at Ivan.

“And Kal?” Obviously Henry had to have a place for the bear masquerading as a dog.

“My place is pet friendly, no worries. Kal can come as well.”

“Excellent, I know how much he loves Ivan.”

The black and white dog was the object of Ivan's affection as well.

Nell had vetoed the idea of having a pet, a child and an animal were too much for one person to wrangle and look after. When Ivan was older, if he still wanted a pet, then they would discuss it. Whatever they ended up with as a pet, would certainly not be a 100 and something pound dog. Kal was lovely and if he suited Henry, fine. Ivan could love on and play with the giant canine on his father's time.

“I have the dates, I was hoping that the end June until the second week of July would work? If they don't, then we can discuss and find something that works for both of us.” Henry wasted no time getting back to business. He had a limited time frame and wanted to chat with Ivan as well, before he had to go.

“I'm done the second week of June and don't have to be back until mid July. Send me the exact dates, I will make sure to set something up.”

“If I am putting you out in any way, you would tell me? I don't want to disturb your plans.” Of course he was diplomatic, too.

“You're not.” Lie. “It will be nice to have you here. Ivan will love it. Though, I'm not telling him until you're here. I want it to be a surprise.”

“Brilliant. I love that. I won't say a word, we can surprise him together.” Henry beamed. He understood that the surprise element was a matter of protection. Schedules were hectic at times, if he failed to make it, Ivan would be crushed. How did one boy get so lucky, having a mom like the one his son had. “Hopefully the wild boy finds dear ol' dad a good surprise.”

“I am sure he will find it a fantastic surprise.” Nell smiled softly. “And I am sure you want to talk to him?” Henry nodded. “He's upstairs, hold on I'll take you to him.”

Monday came fast and hard. Nell hadn't realized how little she managed to get done the previous day, until 3:30am hit and she was anything but prepared for work. Ivan's lunch was ready and his school uniform clean, the least she could do for Bridie who was coming over at the ass crack of dawn to take over the household for the day.

In an absolute state of disarray, having woke from a restless night tossing and turning – a pattern that was unavoidable whenever she spoke to or saw Henry – Nell drug herself out of the house and to set. It was going to be the longest day. Fingers crossed there would be a lull and she could steal on of the extra beds set out for the actors. Nobody would notice if she stepped away for a short cat nap.

Today was going to be...interesting to say the least.

“Morning, Nell.” Alex held out a take away cup from her favourite cafe. He was the first person Nell had saw since arriving. “I uh, Jordan told me how much you liked their coffee. It's my favourite, too.” he added fairly fast.

“Uh, thanks.” Nell accepted the coffee with a smile. How sweet of him. Deep down Nell could admit Alex wasn't that bad. “How was your weekend?”

“Same shit, different weekend.” Alex chuckled following Nell into the room. Holding the door open for her, like the gentleman his mother had raised. “And yours?”

“It was okay.”

“That's good.” He took a sip of coffee, hoping to find courage and words at the bottom of the hot, dark, liquid. “Busy week ahead.”

“Extremely, I'll be shocked it any of us leave here before next Monday.” Nell commented setting her coffee down on the nearest table, flipping on lights and checking stations as she went. “Are you here or one of the other sets this week?”

“I am all over.” Alex confirmed with a sigh. He loved his job. It was rewarding and more than he could have ever dreamed, like any job when you were this close to a break, each day drug on for an eternity. In a few short weeks, he could kick back with family and friends at home in Copenhagen.

“Keeps the days from ever being boring.” This morning talking with Alex had been easier than any other. Something about his lack of idle chatter was refreshing. Or maybe it was Nell's need for a distraction.

Coughing, he rubbed the back of his neck. Monday morning, first thing, was an unlikely time and place to ask a girl on a date and yet Alex had to try it out. He'd stayed up almost all night going over this moment in his head. Laying awake, he'd almost gone into Marco's room to get some coaching from his friend. Thinking better of the rash decision, Alex had let Marco sleep.

“Nell.” He went suddenly shy. Nell hummed and tilted her head in his direction, a sign that he had her attention despite her looking over a set of notes from a previous shoot. “I uh, I have something to ask and if you say no, then I will never ask this again.” He bit his bottom lip. Asking somebody for coffee had never been so difficult. A sign he was into her more than he expected. Or so Sophie had told him.

“Would, I mean, if you want...” Alex stammered. “Do you want to get together and have coffee? Outside of work? Maybe? Sometime?”

“Are you asking me out?” Nell's reaction was calm and reined in. Lifting her head to look at Alex, she held his gaze.

Alex had expected her to burst out laughing or her to tell him to fuck right off. There was still time for either or both to happen.

“Kind of, but not on a date or anything. Unless you want it to be. It's more of two people hanging out and getting to know one another.”

“Hmm.”

“Sophie told me to.” He blurted out before he could engage his mind to mouth filter.

Nell held his gaze, uncertainty was settled and Alex knew he had been defeated. Time to quit his job, move away, and change his name never to be located again. He had royally fucked it up this time. What made him think she would ever want to speak to him outside of being polite at work? Damn it, Sophie filling his head with fantasy and fairy tales.

“What if you join me for that scotch, instead?” Nell dropped the ball as easily as breathing.

All the air that had been held up in Alex's lungs escaped. A smile broke on his face. “I would like that. Yeah.”

“Good, what about Friday at eight?”

“Yeah. Yes. I will pick you up?”

“It's a date, then.” Nell held up her coffee, in a cheers manner. Where the hell had that come from? She should have put a stop to this, but...why? A harmless drink never hurt anybody.

“You need to get out more. Find a hobby? Have some fun.” Henry's words echoed in the moment.

A date. Nell had been the one to call it a date. Not him. No, not Alex. Wow Monday was going great and it was only 5:45am! Huh, Monday. Whoever said Monday sucks had never been in this position.

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Summary: Facing religion, sexuality, and music is not what Alex sighed up for when his parents convinced him to help out those who were far from God. Can he handle his two newest challenges named Reggie and Luke?

Chapter 4: Do You Think He Likes Guys?

Sara looked at her brother who was pacing around her room, he kept going to talk and then stopping before second-guessing himself and pacing some more.

“Lexi, you’re making me dizzy!” Sara yelled and Alex stopped falling back on her bed next to her looking over at her with guilty blue eyes. “What’s wrong with you Lexi, you never act like this unless something is really bothering you?” Sara asked and Alex sat up looking his sister in the eyes breathing in and letting it out.

“Reggie and Luke invited me to be in their band,” Alex said and Sara sat up too excited.

“That’s awesome Lexi, why are you so bummed?” Sara asked, shaking his shoulders smiling at him widely.

“You know that mom and dad will kill me if I even think about joining because of church,” Alex said sighing. He really wanted to be in the band.

“If you tell mom and dad that it’s to keep an eye on them then maybe they’ll reconsider, ask in the morning though, it’s almost ten o’clock,” Sara said pointing to the clock on her wall. Alex smiled hugging his sister goodnight before waking his way back to his room and falling back on his bed falling into a deep sleep.

Caroline Joyner sat at the table looking at her kids stuffing breakfast in their mouths quickly before having to go to school. Alex seemed a bit more cautious which made Caroline suspicious.

“Mom, dad, Reggie and Luke are in a band so that means that they might have time alone together, do you think that I could join the band to keep an eye on them?” Alex asked hopefully and Caroline and Phillip looked at each other for a moment before nodding.

“That would probably be for the best sweetie, now you and Sara better be off to school, we don’t want you two being late now do we?” Caroline asked and the two blondes jumped up running out of the house backpacks in hand to Sara’s convertible.

Luke woke up early running to Bobby’s garage to start writing a song and was shocked to see that Reggie was already there with clothes laid out for that day still asleep on the couch. Luke grabbed Reggie’s shoulders shaking him to wake him up.

“Luke?” Reggie asked looking up at Luke who smiled down at him.

“I have a new song I’m working on for when Alex joins the band,” Luke said and Reggie gave him a look.

“If he joins the band, you never know what his parents are going to say.” Luke rolled his eyes at Reggie’s pessimistic behavior.

“Do you want to hear what I have so far or not?” Luke asked, getting a nod and laugh from Reggie. “Ok.” Luke started playing a riff on his guitar before starting to sing. “Give me a minute, gotta catch my breath, cause looking at him makes me such a mess. You have to understand, where I come from, I can’t just look I gotta reach out and touch ‘im. No Mr. Perfect but he’s worth it, God forgive me for my obsession.” Luke was unsure of where the ending was going but the first verse was good.

“It sounds great Luke!” Reggie said getting up to hug him and he grabbed his bass going to play some notes that could fit in with the song. “What do you think of this?” Reggie asked strumming in tempo with the part Luke struggled with. “Blonde hair, blue eyes, do you think he likes guys?” Reggie sang making Luke laugh. Bobby walked out into his garage dressed and ready for school.

“What are you two doing out here?” Bobby asked, looking at the two who put their instruments down still smiling.

“We were writing a song, come on Bobby it’s time to get to school,” Reggie said, trying to put Bobby’s mind at ease while shucking a shirt over his head and putting his jacket on.

The three boys arrived at the school and saw Alex and Sara getting out of a convertible having what looked like a serious conversation. Bobby pushed his hair back and walked over to the car with Reggie and Luke following him.

“Hey Sara, I thought we were supposed to meet up last night to talk about the science project,” Bobby said, and being a whole grade level above Reggie and Luke gave him the right to talk to the prettiest senior even if she was Alex’s sister.

“I was busy, sorry about that.” Sara looked back to her brother with wide eyes and nudged her head in the band’s direction.

“Oh yeah, I thought about the offer and talked to my parents, they’re cool with me joining the band,” Alex said, talking to Luke and Reggie.

“You invited him to join the band?” Bobby asked upset because he wasn’t asked.

“Bobby, I know you're pissed but he plays the drums and his voice is killer, if you were there yesterday then you would have asked him too,” Luke said and Bobby sighed.

“Are you sure it’s not cause he’s…” Reggie jumped on Bobby’s back putting his hand over the older’s mouth knocking him to the ground and Sara looked over her car door checking to see if Bobby was ok.

“I’ll see you guys next Sunday, hopefully not sooner,” Sara said, bumping shoulders with Luke passing him a piece of paper with a note that said: Don’t read until later. Alex looked at them uncomfortably for a second before getting out of the car too.

“Don’t forget we have a meeting in the library later,” Alex said walking off into the school.

Bobby got let up by the boys dusting himself off.

“Not that it’s my business or anything but you two totally have a crush on him,” Bobby said and Luke glared at him.

“Yeah, none of your business Bobby, go back to flirting with Sara, I’m sure that will go really well,” Luke said gesturing for Reggie to follow him to class and Reggie silently apologized to Bobby not wanting to piss Luke off or leave Bobby mad at them.

Alex ran to catch up with his sister.

“So you and Bobby huh?” Alex asked, nudging his sister who looked at him with icy daggers. “Ok, that’s a no,” Alex added looking away.

“Get to class Lexi and have fun with the boys after school,” she said, winking taking a complete 180 from her previous attitude. Sara was like his best friend, she knew what he wanted before he even did but she was also his sister and she knew what was best for him, Sara was not going to let her brother be disappointed.

Luke looked at the note that Sara had given him, there was neat scrawl on the page.

You two better know what you’re doing and the pressure that you’re about to put on my brother to inevitably choose our parents or you two. Please don’t make this harder on Lexi Alex than it already is. Wait before you tell him your feelings, I know you have them. I heard you at church so be patient with him and if you need help wooing him when the time comes, I’ll be there to help. Alex deserves greatness and if you two are going to give that to him then who am I to stop you?

-Sara

Luke looked at the note in shock, she had figured them out so quickly but that didn’t matter. Luke had a meeting to get to but first, he had to show Reggie the letter otherwise the bassist would be all over Alex.

Reggie had a similar reaction to Luke but then narrowed it down to siblings know when the other one is desirable to someone. He started telling a detailed story about his sister Marla had a boy following her around at school and then asked to be her seat partner on the bus, which was the formation of a terrible elementary school relationship. They arrived at the study room as Reggie finished the story and saw Alex reading through a book chewing on the end of a hoodie string.

“Uh, we’re here,” Reggie said knocking on the side of the door making Alex look up and drop the string from his mouth.

Luke got to take in how pink was a great color on Alex and didn’t really pay attention to Alex trying to pitch a deal until Alex snapped in his face.

“Pay attention,” Alex said blushing, noticing how Luke zoned out looking at his face. “I’m willing to say that this meeting went well and that I joined your band to make sure that you weren’t like going back to being gay, even though I’m pretty sure you can’t change a gender preference, I don’t have a problem with you guys liking each other, it’s 1994 you should be able to be with whoever you want and long as you’re being safe or whatever.” Reggie and Luke’s mouths hung open at the fact that Alex was going to let them be together so easily.

“Is there a catch or something?” Luke asked, grabbing Alex’s hand from across the table.

“Yeah, you can’t get caught so you have to promise me that there will be no more sleepovers or kissing and stuff where you can get caught, just be careful so I don’t get yelled at or beaten up by my dad,” Alex said playing with the end of his hoodie string again and Reggie’s eyes flashed with hurt knowing what it was like to get punched by someone you love.

“Yeah, no problem ‘Lex,” Reggie said and Alex looked up, face turning pink again. “What? You’re not falling for us are you?” Reggie said teasingly.

“No, no, it’s just my sister calls me that,” Alex said and Reggie smiled.

“Well, I wouldn't want to turn you off, pretty young thing,” Reggie said scooting closer from across the table to Alex whose face was now bright red as he got up from his seat.

“Don’t do that again,” Alex said, walking out of the room his face still burning.

“No problem sweet cheeks!” Reggie called out after him and all he got was the middle finger as Alex walked out of the empty library and to his sister’s car. She had gone out with some friends and decided to leave him the key so he could get home.

Alex sat in the car banging his head against the wheel a couple of times before regaining his composure and starting the car.

“I can’t actually be falling for these two idiots,” Alex said trying to reassure himself but found himself daydreaming of Luke’s warm smile and Reggie’s laugh that night as he tried to fall asleep that night.

The second Alex left the library, Luke hit Reggie upside the head as the bassist just laughed.

“What, he likes us, I can tell,” Reggie said leaning into Luke.

“I hope he does otherwise, that offer that he just made us, is off the table for good Reggie and then we’ll get converted into a catholic club, I don’t think either of us want that,” Luke said trying to make sure that Reggie got the picture.

“I get it Luke, I want to be with you too but we have to get Alex to like us like that cause ever since Sunday, it’s felt like a piece of us has been missing,” Reggie said and Luke nodded in understanding.

“I get what you mean Reg, but we have to be patient like Sara said, I have a feeling that in the future we’re going to need her help,” Luke said and the two go up starting their walk home with connected pinkies at five pm making back to their street at five-thirty and parting ways sadly without a kiss thanks to Alex’s dumb rules of no PDA where they can be seen easily.

“I love you Luke,” Reggie said letting Luke walk back to his own house just to hear the whisper of “I love you too” that made everything they were doing worth it.

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