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fanficwriter013 · 4 years

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The Tower: The Queen of Asgard - 22

The Tower: The Queen of Asgard An Avengers Fanfic

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Pairing: Avengers x OFC, Bruce Banner x Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x Tony Stark x Thor x Sam Wilson x OFC (Elly Cooper)

Word Count: 1520

Warnings: none

Synopsis: The twins are now three and while the Avengers know that Clint and Thor are the biological father’s none of them know or care which blond, blue-eyed baby is related to which man. When Riley gets the power to control wind and it becomes evident that she is the heir to the Asgardian throne, Elly, Steve, Thor, and Tony take the twins to Asgard to train her.

Not every Asgardian is happy with their king’s choice of consort, nor the impurity of the heir’s blood. While others expect Thor to make things more official. What’s clear is, the role of Queen of Asgard is not easily filled.

Author’s Note: written with one of 3 people that I know is in my corner, @avengerscompound

Chapter 22: Dressing for a Feast

“Honey.” Steve’s voice pulled me back out of my sleep. My eyes fluttered open and for a second I just blinked up at him a little disoriented. “El, it’s time to get up. We gotta get ready for Thor’s celebrations.”

I sat up and stretched, looking around at everyone. Sam had been acting as my pillow and Thor had returned with Loki who was now a woman again. But Natasha, Wanda, Bruce, and Tony were all missing. “Did I fall asleep?”

“Yes, you did,” Bucky said. “Drooled all over Sam.”

“Oh,” I said, wiping my mouth. “Sorry, Sam.”

“It’s okay. It was cute.” Sam said, rubbing my back.

“I didn’t mean to fall asleep. Guess the stress got to me.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Sam said. “You obviously needed it.”

I got up and stretched out my spine. “Okay, getting ready. What do I need to do?”

“I have clothes for you in here, with tailors to take them in if need be. And Loki has organized a team for hair and makeup in Wanda’s room.” Thor explained.

“Oh, wow,” I said. “Didn’t trust me to do my own makeup, Loki?”

“Like you even factored into the decision,” Loki scoffed. “I just didn’t want to paint my own face.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I said. “So clothes first?”

“Yes, follow me,” Thor said. He led me into my room where a team of tailors were dressing Bruce and Tony. Bruce was being fitted into an indigo and gold outfit that was a blend of scaled armor and long silk-like jacket. Tony seemed to be forgoing Asgardian wear, over an Armani suit. Though he was allowing them to add embellishments in gold and red to the black.

Thor nodded to one of the tailors and she pulled a gown off the rack that was a dark blue, satin-like material. I took off the dress I was wearing and right away she began to help me into the new dress. Another two tailors came over and began taking in sections as quickly as their hands could move. Not that they seemed to need to do much. It fit pretty perfectly.

The gown was strapless with intricate silver filigree that trickled down into the skirt and trimmed the symmetrical lines of the hem. When they were happy with the fit the armor and jewelry came out. I was strapped into a silver breastplate that had dark blue filigree that mirrored the silver that it was covering so where the breastplate ended it looked like it flipped colors into the skirt. Next, they put on shoulder guards and vambraces in the same silver with blue filigree. They wrapped a fine filigree band that had leaves and blossoms on it around my upper arm and put a matching choker around my neck. By the time I was fully dressed, Tony and Bruce were gone and Clint and Bucky were being dressed too.

Clint was being dressed in plum and black leather. The jacket was knee length and the leather was embossed with a beautiful design that looked like a mixture of feathers and air-currents. Bucky was being fitted in leather plated armor of deep green and gold and there was a black fur cloak waiting to go over it.

“What do you think, my love?” Thor asked.

“It’s beautiful. What do you think?” I asked spinning.

“Gorgeous,” Thor said, smiling. “It is as if all the air has been sucked from the room.”

“Flatterer,” I said coming over and kissing his cheek.

“Asgardian clothes suit you, El,” Bucky said.

“You look pretty good in them too, Buck,” I said

Thor handed me a tiara in silver with blue crystals that matched the other jewelry. “Take this to the hairstylist to put in.” He said.

“Thank you. You should get dressed too.” I said.

He nodded. “I will now.”

I went back out into the living room and found Wanda. She was already dressed in a red floor-length gown that sat off the shoulders and had sleeves that reached the floor and were lined in a gold satin. She had panels of gold metal acting as a corset, the centerpiece going from the neckline and between her breasts and was adorned with a crest. Around her neck was a necklace in the same gold that cut a similar arrow shape as the plates.

“Hey,” she said. “Hair and makeup?”

“Yep. Let’s do it.” I said.

We went into her room where a team was set up with chairs placed in front of a long mirror. Loki sat in front of the mirror dressed in a gown of gold and green, adorned in her usual curled filigree and leather and scale armor. Natasha was just getting the finishing touches on her lips. Her gown was black and gold. The skirt was layer upon layer of a sheer black fabric that almost resembled feathers on a raven.

She stood and my breath caught. “Nat. You look stunning.”

“Thank you.” She said. “You both look so beautiful too. They are quite painless with the makeup.”

“I’m gonna tear that dress off you later.” I teased.

“Sounds good.” She said and kissed my cheek as she left the room. Wanda and I took seats next to Loki.

“Okay,” a woman says with a heavy accent. She looked me over and then grabbed my face and turned it left and right. I startled a little. No one had been so rough with me since I had gotten to Asgard. Or before really. At least not a stranger. “Might be able to work with zis one.”

“They’re a little abrasive, aren’t they, Loki?” Wanda joked.

“Total change from the mother-of-the-heir stuff I’m used to.” I agreed.

“I thought you might appreciate Griselda,” Loki said as a woman fussed around her.

“Keep still.” Griselda scolded and began to do my hair. Carefully curling it and braiding it.

The three of us sat quietly for a moment while the women worked their magic on us. It was Loki who broke the silence. “I’m not asking for opinions.” She said. “Left or right?”

“Left,” I said, not knowing what she was talking about.

“I agree,” Wanda added.

“Thank you. I think the left design will work.” She said. “I’m having jewels added to my eyes.”

“I see,” I said, not understanding at all, but assuming I would see soon enough. “I look forward to seeing the finished product.”

Loki made a dismissive sound like she was done talking about that and I smiled to myself. “Hey, Loki, when we’ve bonded with Thor will that make me your sister?”

Loki turned and glared at me.

“It will, won’t it?” I teased. “I’m gonna be your sister.”

“I will stab you,” Loki warned.

“Oh, sister. Don’t be like that.”

“Elise,” she said. “You’re pushing your luck.”

“Fine!” I said putting up my hands in defeat.

She scowled and the makeup artist seemed to start working on her a little faster. We fell silent again. Loki was the first to be done and she swept out of the room wordlessly. Griselda finished with me next and I looked at myself in the mirror.

“Wow! That’s me?” I asked.

“Yes,” She said, her voice sounding like she was addressing someone who was quite dim.

“Thank you. It’s beautiful.” I said.

She nodded and the woman working on Wanda finished up. The two of us headed out to the living room to find the others. Everyone appeared to be dressed, though Thor was noticeably absent. Everyone’s clothing uniquely made to fit them. Sam was in a dark grey and silver with what looked like black and silver feathers adorning it. Both embossed into the leather and metal and each scale in his armor looked like a feather. Steve wore a dark blue and silver. There were stars worked into the detail, but they looked like real stars. Like he was wearing the galaxy rather than the five-pointed star he normally wore.

Thor came out of the kids' room. He wore his usual armor but it was a little more ornate and a little more polished. The metal was iridescent like an oil slick and the cape he wore wasn’t his usual red, but rather seemed to have a color to represent each of us. He was carrying Pietro who was clinging to him and hiding his face in Thor’s neck, while Riley walked beside him holding his hand. Both the children were wearing white robes with gold ropework and gold capes.

“Pietro does not wish to be put down,” Thor said. “He doesn’t like his clothes and he’s feeling shy.”

“I’m feeling shy too, Piet. Do you want to go with me?” Bruce asked.

Pietro turned in Thor’s arms and held out his hands to Bruce who took him and the little boy immediately hid in Bruce’s neck.

“Is everyone ready?” Thor asked.

We all nodded in agreement and those that were sitting got up. Thor looked us all over and nodded. “Alright, my chosen people, follow me.”

We formed a line of two by two and headed out to the feast.

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sooghostwriter · 5 years

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Bodyguard

Pairings: Do Kyung Soo x OC

Genre: Mature, Romance, Angst (But not love angst), now with fluff and Smut bb!!

Warnings: Main character under trauma.

Summary: Ae Ra is a singer who has been receiving threatening messages and letters for a while now, but she didn’t give them importance. Until one day the sender decides to act and kidnaps her. It’s then when her agency decides that she needs protection, so they hired two bodyguards for her. Mister Do and Mister Park.

Chapter 7

Kyung Soo called the detectives to hear the news directly from them. As Baekhyun told them, they caught one of the people involved in the attacks. The woman that attacked her in the showers “She isn’t talking a lot…we did a background check and we found a lot, she is a runaway…she doesn’t have a psychiatric diagnose, but she had been arrested for possession and use of drugs… she belongs to a rich family who reported her missing around a year ago but a month after they did it, they withdraw the complaint…she has been wondering since”

“What’s her relationship with the other guy?” “They are a couple apparently, she told us to leave him alone, that she did all this, which counts as a confession, but we need more, Mister Do, for now, we need to do some work, but in the future, maybe tomorrow afternoon we are going to need Miss Ji to come here and identify her as her attacker” He didn’t like that. He knew that by finding them, this moment will come, but they had to deal with it better, they were smarter than that “This could be very hard for her… and if everything goes fine, she is going to have to do that twice, once you catch the other guy” The detective agreed with him “Our superiors want to show off that we are doing our job, so they are hurrying things up…give us two days, if we don’t catch him in two days we are going to need her here” “Any request for us?” The detective only asked them to stay where they are, don’t let Ae Ra go outside and always be next to her. Kyung Soo agreed with him, wished him and his partner good luck and cut the call. He went to the dining room where Ae Ra was having lunch with Chanyeol and told her what the detective had said “You think she is trapped in an abusive relationship?” She asked him, caught him by surprise, why was she focusing on that, worrying about her “What makes you think that?” Chanyeol stole his words “Someone who loves you doesn’t make you do what they did, if she is using drugs she must be in a very bad place emotionally, very lonely and lost…in between all this, he came with some messed up ideas, gave her a bit of care and that was it for her” “She brainwashed her” Chanyeol assent “I think he did, in exchange for her help he gave her company, now that the police got her I bet he doesn’t care about her” “Ae Ra, she is still guilty though” She rolled her eyes at him “I know that Mister Do, is just…very sad, that’s all” He could eat her, he could just hug her and eat her. How did she manage to always end up worrying about other people? How could she keep such an unbiased mind after all the things these people mad her go through? He wasn’t a guy who lost his temper often. He wasn’t selfish and as Ae Ra he also always ended up worrying about the rest. But this people had messed up with her, and he could never forgive them for that. But she could. And it was admirable to him. If only Chanyeol wasn’t there he would have kissed her “Mister Do, so when they find the guy I’m going to have to go there and meet them?” He only nodded at her feeling apologetic “But I have never seen their faces” “But you could recognize their voices” He saw how her memories flashed in front of her, her body shivering in response “I still can hear them from when they kidnapped me the first time, from their calls and from that time in the showers” Chanyeol slammed the table with one hand and looked at them exasperated “Ok enough of this, when the day comes she will do it but let’s stop talking about this, I’m going to go to her house and bring her some of her things, you two are forbidden to talk about this got it?” Ae Ra agreed with him, but she kept going over the facts on her head. Without wanting it, he asked to himself “I wonder if there’s something we could do” Chanyeol stood up this time, angrier than before “The only thing we can do is take care of her Kyung Soo, we are not detectives got it?, we have to stay here with her, that’s all” Kyung Soo was taken aback by his answer. He was right of course but his anger took him by surprise “Man, don’t get in the middle of this, only stay by her side, they already shot you once, they are out of their minds, police will take care of this, not us” “Chanyeol I’m not going to do anything stupid, you are right, I’m sorry I just want this to end, go to her house, be careful and I’m not moving from here ok?” He patted his friends back and smiled at him in reassurance. Chanyeol patted his shoulder, bid goodbye to Ae Ra asking her to take care of him and left the place “That was cute” She said looking at the door “Tell me what you are thinking really” As Chanyeol was talking to him his instinct was telling him that they better had this conversation away from Ae Ra because he knew she would feel sad or guilty. Mostly guilty. And a guilty Ae Ra was a silly Ae Ra “I was just thinking that it was cute how worry he is for you, and I was thinking that I better stay here so he doesn’t worry more than necessary” “Really?” “Yes” He believed her “I’m sorry for causing all this though” There it was the guilt. He sat next to her at the table and rested his hand on top of hers. Her breathing was the only thing that reacted to his touch, her body stayed still and her eyes were focused on his “You need to watch your language, instead of saying sorry for worrying you, just say thank you for caring about me, instead of apologizing for crying you only need to thank us for understanding, you need to realize that you are not a burden, we are not doing this for you to feel sorry for us, we do this because we want to, we need to, ok?” “Kyung Soo” She turned around the hand he was grabbing and interlocked her fingers with his “Thank you for being here and take care of me…that’s better?” She wasn’t making fun of him, but she was definitely trying to light things up “Much better, now finish your cup of ramen, I promise you that I will prepare you better food tonight ok?” “Thank you” He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles whispering a you are welcome against them.

Two days locked in that flat weren’t as bad as she thought they would be. Chanyeol, brought her some books, her computer, her guitar, and keyboard. She went to the farthest room of the apartment and started working in some arrangements from one of her songs. She couldn’t sing normally because of Chanyeol and Kyung Soo would hear her love confession to Kyung Soo, so she only whispered the lyrics to herself. She was missing the stage so much. She did her best to not think about work during this month. No social media, no fans, no music. And it helped her a lot. Her therapist told her not to read comments on the internet because that was always everyone’s Achille’s heel. And she followed her orders. But she missed her idol life very much. She promised herself to release a new single as soon as all this was over. For her fans and for her. She wondered how her fans were doing, where they worry? Mad at her? Disappointed? Mister Min was going to visit her that afternoon, so she was going to ask him about that.

She was talking about random things with Chanyeol when her manager and Minseok arrived. He was carrying his working suitcase “Thought you could need a trim, I also brought my shaver to take care of Kyung Soo’s head” “He is not here, his boss told him to go and rest for a day, he was very mad at him” Minseok grinned and gave her a mocking look “I bet he was” Chanyeol exchanged the same look with him and Ae Ra felt exposed. They knew. Or they suspected something, but still, they were being blatantly open about it, and they were messing with her. She was ok with it. But Mister Min was there, and she didn’t want him to know about any of this yet. So she grabbed Minseok and took him to the bathroom so he could do his job. He kept grinning at her, giving her funny looks, just making fun of her “Stop doing that with your eyebrows Minseok, what is it?” “I don’t know, you tell me” She really wanted to tell him. Minseok was the friend who knew everything about her because she told him everything about her. Not for nothing, he was a hairstylist “Ok, I want to know, but also, don’t tell me something that you wouldn’t tell your brother, or father ok?” “Noted…so, things happened between me and Kyung Soo” He nodded, crossing his arms over his chest “I…or better, we imagined that much, you guys slept under the same roof and there’s a thin line between reality and fanfiction, I work in this business, believe me, but you need to be a bit more specific” “Why?” “Because I need more information to gossip with the guys”

“I hate you all” He ignored her and made her sit at the vanity chair, getting her ready for her hair treatment “So you guys kissed” “A while ago” He gave her an accomplice smile and urged her to follow “We kissed some weeks ago, then we kiss again…and then we…did… grown up stuff” He broke in laughter and she laughed with him “Ok, that’s enough, I’m not sharing that with the guys though, although Sehun commented that you looked different” “You think sex changed my image?” He shrugged as he sprayed her hair with some product “People say that after sex you tend to glow and look happier” “Not when the other part tells you that it can’t happen again” Minseok gasped loudly “ No! He said that?! I thought that only happened in movies…so he hasn’t touched you again” “No” “You must be burning inside!” She turned around on her chair, fake crying “It’s horrible, I don’t like it! Honestly, I’m glad he went for the day to his home otherwise I would have attacked him tonight” “I’m so sorry for you Ae Ra” She was glad she had his sympathy, although there was a bit of mockery behind his words “So you guys aren’t really dating right?” “Mmm…not really, we are like friends with benefits, but the benefit is his love and support” “That’s not bad, isn’t?” It wasn’t, it really wasn’t. But it kind of was sometimes “Look, I just discovered sex, so you can’t blame me” She was trying to convince herself more than explain herself to Minseok. He showed no interest in her last statement, mostly because he understood her.

Mister Min brought her a surprise that night “Your fans have been flooding us with letters and gifts for you, we have been informing them as you told us, just telling them the necessary, and they understand, but they want to show you their support” Mister Min dropped a plastic bag as big as him on the floor. Letters, fanarts, small and big boxes, certified envelopes from her fan sites. She felt as if the bag was charged with some kind of energy that as soon as she opened it exploded on her face and made her skin tingle, her heart bit went wild and she felt her soul jump with excitement and happiness. She sat down at the living room and ignored the rest of the world as she started reading every single word of love, care, and support that her precious fans send her. She promised herself that she would start working on her next single tomorrow. And it was going to be a love song about Kyung Soo. Because she was missing him already.

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She had plans of waking up early, do some training and then work on one of her songs. But her plans were stopped a couple of minutes after she woke up. Chanyeol knocked her door holding his phone “Police wants to talk to you” “They got him?” He shook his head looking dejected. She picked up the call, already sure that her plans will have to wait. The detectives sounded apologetic when they asked her to come to the police station “We haven’t been able to find that man, so we need you to recognize her” “I understand, I will be there as soon as possible” “We will be waiting, she is on her way from the prison center” She repeated her answer and hung up.

An hour later, as she was ready to leave, Kyung Soo arrived. His hair was damp, he was wearing an all-black outfit and he smelled amazing, but his expression was grim “How are you feeling?” He inquired, exchanging looks with Chanyeol “I’m feeling alright, a bit nervous, but not bad, how are you?” “I feel like I’m not as good as you, but I’m happy to see you” It was stupid how good that made her feel, and she would have jumped on him but Chanyeol coughed next to them clearly asking for mercy.

This wasn’t her first time in a police station. One time her dad got on a fight with someone at a bar and she and her mom had to go pick him up. She was 14. A while ago. She kept repeating to herself that it was going to be alright, that this wasn’t a big deal. And it was working until it wasn’t. One of the detectives working on her case took her, Kyung Soo and Chanyeol to an interrogation room. There was a police officer inside, who bowed at them and left once everybody was inside. On the other side of the one-way mirror, she met the eyes of who she suspected was her attacker. And from there, everything felt like an out of body experience. She was watching more than living all this “That’s Jin Tae Ri, next to her is the psychologist that’s guiding us with the interrogations and who is providing her assistance, she said in her last report that she shows signs of Stockholm syndrome, depression, and post-traumatic disorder, she hasn’t said how or when she met her accomplice, but she keeps saying that she attacked you by herself, now, is she who attacked you?” She didn’t answer immediately, she walked closer to the mirror and inspected her face with no results “I never saw her face…I can only remember her voice” The detective walked outside the room, and a minute later she saw him enter the room on the other side of the glass. The girl, Tae Ri, jolted in surprise when he opened the door, but her face remained indifferent “Jin Tae Ri, you mind if I ask you some questions?” She only shook her head “Could you explain to me why you were so fixated with Miss Ji Ae Ra?” Her face reacted this time, haunted, pained, but above all, somber “Because that’s my mission” And it fell on her like a waterfall. That voice. Soft but menacing, as if she was fake smiling all the time. She remembered that time they kidnapped her, the calls, and the attack in the showers. She remembered the horrible things she told her, things she had only shared with her therapist. It was her. No doubt it was her. “Who gave you that mission?” “I don’t know” “And why is that your mission, you have been trying to kill her for her only existence, or there’s more?” “She has to die” That stunned her. It felt like an electric shock and a bath of cold water at the same time. She has to die. And she said it with such conviction and lack of mercy that it terrified her. Because she would have killed her, she tried several times “Do I need to die too?” Asked the detective, bringing Ae Ra back “No, you don’t, but she needs to disappear, we can’t keep listening to her” “That bad is her music?” “Yes! Is terrible, her music is venom for our country, she is brainwashing us” This time the psychologist took over the interrogation, apparently, this was news for her “Why are you saying that Tae Ri? Why is she brainwashing us?” “You don’t hear it? You honestly can’t hear it? Is in each one of her songs, she is calling everybody” “To do what?” “Rebel, bring chaos, push her extreme left ideas, attack our government” She was exasperated, trying to convince these two people. Her eyes moved from one face to the other, begging them to listen to her “Ae Ra, this is enough” Kyung Soo whispered on her ear, clasping her hand “Let’s go” He pulled her softly and she followed him out. Chanyeol stayed inside, probably waiting for the detective to be over. Kyung Soo walked her and stopped in front of a water dispenser, and filled a paper cup for her “Drink this” She did, not able to do anything but follow instructions. He made her sit in a close bench and he sat next to her, still holding her hand. She drank her water, her throat thanked it.

Kyung Soo couldn’t look away from her face waiting for a signal. A signal of fainting, low pressure, high pressure, anything. But Ae Ra only drank her water and took some deep breaths. Nothing else “Are you feeling better?” “Yes, although I wasn’t that bad…I felt distressed when I heard her voice, but then I just wanted to hear what she was saying, I needed an explanation” She was looking at her knees, playing with the plastic cup. Her fingers were restless, but he was glad that was the only reaction she was having. He reached for her cold hand and rubbed it trying to spread some warmth “How did you know I was reaching my limit?” She asked him, her voice low and soft. She moved closer to him so he could hear her, and clearly seeking for some support “I saw it in your back” He didn’t hug her, he couldn’t do that in a public place, but he leaned on her too, allowing her to rest her head against his shoulder “My back?” He could hear some drowsiness on her voice “Yeah, whenever you are having a hard time your back gets really stiff, your shoulders slump and I can almost see the veins on your neck” He had noticed that as a fan. Airport photos, fan cams or that time he saw her in a hotel lobby having an argument with her manager. It was a sign of insecurity when she felt uncomfortable or vulnerable, he thought. He had developed the talent of reading her perfectly quite quickly, but he had been always like that “You know me so well” She commented, her voice still low, but he could hear the smile on her mouth. Chanyeol walked out and stood in front of them, his hands on his pockets and a deep frown he had never seen before. He balanced on his heels, looking around uncomfortable “That was weird, that was so weird, I don’t know what that psycho sell to that poor girl, but that’s insane, the things she said were insane, long story short, she thinks you are leading some sort of dystopian totalitarian left-wing movement through your music, she even named one of your songs and described how it had a hidden meaning and it made absolutely no sense! That was so scary, how our minds are so vulnerable…Miss Ji, they need your confirmation and we can leave, they need to take her back to the prison center” She stood up immediately and Kyung Soo followed close with Chanyeol behind him.

After taking her statement, they walked out of the police station, feeling tired and confused. Specially Chanyeol “Are you okay?” Kyung Soo asked him after they help Ae Ra get inside the car “Yeah, it’s just…imagine how nuts the other guy must be, and he is still on the loose! I’m worrier than ever for Miss Ji’s safety” He voiced out Kyung Soo’s thoughts, he felt the same “Yeah, let’s just keep doing our job, this has to end soon” He patted Chanyeol’s arm and they both got inside the car. They drove for about thirty minutes when Ae Ra spoke for the first time, leaning closer to them “Guys…just to be sure…you don’t believe what she said right?” Kyung Soo knew she was being serious, but he just couldn’t control his laughter, Chanyeol either. He turned around, wanting to apologize and her face looked a bit hurt, but the corners of her lips were slightly lifted “Ae Ra, Of course not?” “You don't?” How could she still be unsure? She wasn’t lying. She wasn’t joking when she said she had confidence issues for being an idol “No, I listen to your music, I know it doesn't have subliminal political messages” Chanyeol, between laughs, reassure her “I don’t listen to a lot of your music, but when Kyung Soo gets to decide what we listen to in the car and some of your songs appear, I can tell that there are no subliminal messages, if anything I feel like going out, follow my dreams and date someone maybe” He was relieved when he saw her laugh for real. Big mouth, eyes almost closed and hands on her stomach. That was her real laugh. He looked at her until her laughing fit was over, glad that his friend had done that for her.

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The next day, their boss called Chanyeol telling him that it was his turn to rest. Apparently, he didn’t like that they were working extra hours for Ae Ra. Like the old days, Ae Ra spent the morning on the room that worked as a studio, writing. He knew that was a good sign and was relieved that she did it because this was the first time in a while that they were alone. Before lunch, she exercised for an hour and then took a shower. Kyung Soo was making some fried chicken meanwhile she did it and did his best not to think about it. He ended up imagining her anyway, which gave him a nice oil burn on his finger. After lunch she locked herself in the room she used as studio again and didn’t come out until it was night time.

He wished some of her friends could visit. Where was Baekhyun when you need it? He wished someone, anyone could visit them right now so they could ease the tension that settled the moment she appeared in the living room. She didn’t say anything. She drank a glass of water and eat some grapes in the kitchen as she played with her phone. Kyung Soo tried to stay focused on the book he was reading but he had already forgotten what book it was. He was so focused on acting normal that he didn’t hear her stand up and walk in front of him. She touched his hand that was resting on his leg with her naked knee and he looked up surprised. She looked so cute and sexy with her grey dress, her cozy socks and her hair down “May I sit next to you?” She asked “Sure” His answer came out not as smoothly as he wished, but maybe she didn’t notice it. She sat down very close to him and kept looking at something at her phone. He tried to see what it was, it was weird seeing her on her phone, she always avoided it, but he couldn’t notice what it was, only that she was going through some pictures “A couple of days ago Chanyeol send me a bunch of pictures of you, and when I miss you I look at them” What was this? What kind of plan was this? What did she want from him? Who says that when the person is sitting right next to you?! Kyung Soo was half annoyed half dazed by her comment. He was full mad at Chanyeol “I…how can…what” He took a deep breath, trying to be back to his normal cool self “I’m right here, How can you miss me?” She put down her phone and let out a frustrated sight “Kyung Soo, whenever someone or something touches me I still remember your touch, I can’t take out of my mind the feeling when you sat me in your thigh and fingered me mercilessly” He couldn’t control the surprised intake of air. Now she had all his attention “There's something so animalistic about how I feel, sometimes I feel like I'm not going to be able to control myself…I want to touch you, I just want to touch you, but there's also something very innocent about this because I think that I will be satisfied with only touching your cheek or pass my hand over your head… but most of the time is just animalistic, and I can only think about all the things I have fantasized about but I didn't get the chance to try with you" Only then she met his eyes. She looked so brave and truthful. Her eyes were dark and glossy. He was sure he looked the same. Her words had an immediate effect on him. What was she imagining? He wanted to see it. He was breathing hard, his hands fisted on each side of his body. She made a bold move and grabbed his thigh. His dick twitched immediately, his breathing stuck on his throat "Would you get too mad if I kiss you now? " He didn’t respond, he couldn’t "I promise you that I would leave you alone, but just one kiss" Her voice broke his heart. It sounded desperate, brutally honest and craving.

She caressed his thigh with her index finger "Just one kiss Kyung Soo " She begged for the last time, she had a tiny bit of pride left. He took his time. He moved his eyes from hers to her hand resting on his knee and stayed there. God knows what kind of internal fight he was having. Ae Ra was about to give up when his left hand moved suddenly to her thigh and caressed it, imitating her gesture "I think a kiss is fair enough" He whispered, his velvety voice going to her velvety center. He didn't move though, she was hoping he did so he could guide the kiss, avoiding any embarrassment from her, but he didn't. He was nervous, just as she was. She focused on his lips and he licked them, aware of her attention. She wanted to do that too. Lick them and taste them. She moved her body into his space, and he met her halfway. Ae Ra felt the blood pulsing in her veins and felt herself burn as her desire flooded her senses. Kyung Soo felt his self-control and fear leave his body, and his want and passion take over. He felt his own pulse speed at Ae Ra’s desire for him. He felt himself stirring within the feel of her hot, shivering body against his. Still, he did nothing more, refusing to yield to the urge to undress her and kiss and suck every inch of her skin. He continued to hold Ae Ra’s frame, feeling her left leg encircle around his hips, her hand closing almost convulsively around the muscles of his forearm. He cursed in his head and bid farewell to the last remnants of willpower. He bit her lower lip, making her open her mouth wider and stuck his tongue inside her, making her release her first moan. She followed his movements, engaging quickly on his technics. Technics he didn’t know he possessed until he met her “I’m losing control” He whispered against her wet lips when he moved apart to gain some air. She nibbled on her lower lip, her eyes sultry and fill with her victory. He loved the look on her face when she got away with what she wanted. She studied Kyung Soo’s eyes, seeming harder, wider and open to her gaze. She watched his pupils expand and then darken as she rubbed her body against his. They both stayed frozen in that moment. Sucking in all those overwhelming feelings, engraving their forms against each other, the feeling of their heats under their fingertips. He stared at Ae Ra's mouth, thinking how he longed to pull her beautiful body even closer against him, part her lips with his tongue and watch as those eyelids fluttered down in the acceptance of his need. He wanted her and he wasn’t going to deny it anymore. But they had to be smart about this. There was a security camera at the door that could catch any noise that was close enough. And they were close enough. So he did what Ae Ra would never be able to do. He moved away. He saw how terror overtook her face and her shoulders slumped in misunderstanding. Needing to erase her disappointment, Kyung Soo slid his grip from her elbow to her hand. Catching her trembling hand with his strong fingers he stood up and pulled her with him “Let’s got to your room, the camera could catch our noises” He watched Ae Ra’s eyes round even wider in amazement as she stood up, no without difficulty. Kyung Soo walked ahead and guide her to her room at the end of the corridor. The view of his wide back under his black t-shirt, a view she would reminisce when needed. Kyung Soo went inside the room followed by her. He turned on the lights, closed the curtains and locked the door. They were secured now. Ae Ra could only see it as bodyguard Mister Do getting ready for sex, securing the area. Now that they were separated, Ae Ra let her gaze sweep down his lean form. There was still no evidence of the man's desire, but she noticed how his pants were especially tight tonight, framing his ass and thighs deliciously. Kyung Soo turned around after locking the door and followed the path of her gaze. He smirked when he found what was she looking at and walked closer to her, palming himself. She called his name, not sure why, but liked how his smile softened with that sound “Are we safe now to resume what we were doing?” She asked, looking at his crotch again “Yeah, from where you want us to pick up?” “Just come here and hug me again” He did it, his arms strong yet gentle quickly enveloped Ae Ra, pulling her firmly against his body. One of her hands rose to cares his shaved head, one of her favorite kinks. It was his favorite too, he felt himself trembling as he fought the urges of his body to sweep her off her feet, throw her on the bed and let their passion have free reign. He felt her hands move down to his nape and Ae Ra heard the gasp of breath against the bare skin of her neck, quick and hot. He groaned, wanting once again to bend and ravage the tender mouth he could feel pressed against his skin “Kyung Soo” She called him, the soft utterance of his name in a voice so filled with need felt like a physical touch, and Kyung Soo let his body arch against Ae Ra in response. If he was surprised at how needy and decided Ae Ra's actions were, he didn't show it. Instead, he merely answered to them with the same need, and just let her do what she wanted with him. She wanted to rub and grab his ass, go ahead, even if it tickled a lot. She wanted to feel him under his t-shirt, good for her, even if it made him a bit self-conscious about his body. With careful movements she lifted his t-shirt and pulled it up, stepping back as she wanted to watch him naked. Because something that was really bugging her since that time they had sex is that she was so nervous and expectant about sleeping for the first time with someone, that she didn’t have the mind to enjoy it to the fullest. So she didn’t quite enjoy his nakedness, she didn’t take the time to watch his body and feel his skin. She threw the garment somewhere and just stared at his chest at the same time her hands wandered from his neck, down to his chest, over his stomach and around his waist. So soft, and firm under his skin. His body temperature warm and familiar to her by now. She felt Kyung Soo’s eyes on her, clearly analyzing every reaction she could have since he was so good at it. But she was sure that there was only one thing he was going to find on her face now, and for the rest of the night. Desire.

Kyung Soo thought it was insanely cute how engrossed she was on his body, but it was getting a bit unbearable. He lifted her head by grabbing her chin and stared down into her glossy brown eyes, and then sighed in frustration "I get what you are doing, but I want to touch you too” “You do?” He only nodded “How bad?” She asked, flirty as ever. Kyung Soo was shy, but he could play this game. When it came to this kind of things, shyness would take a day off “Very bad, I want to kiss and grope every part of you, I want to mark you and hear each loud moan that I can get out of you, tonight I’m not stopping myself Ae Ra” Her hands came to a halt and Kyung Soo took it as an opportunity to grab her by the hips and toss her on to the bed. He looked at her giggling, rubbing her naked legs together, which remind him of something “Why are you wearing such a short dress, do you know how appetizing you look” “I do know, that’s why I’m wearing it” She winked at him, and oh man! That was his idol right there “Stop playing dirty” “Never” He laughed with her and a thought hit him suddenly. It was about 8 o’clock, nine maybe, the night was so young, and they had the rest of it to just indulge in each other. He was going to take the most of it. He got into the bed, straddling her and gripped the bottom of her dress and pulled it over her head. Reaching down again, he caught the band of her sports bra and took it off, making her hair messier than before. Those deep round eyes stared at her this time. The air of the room made her chest react and she felt her nipples hardening for attention. She already felt like moaning “You want me to touch you?” He asked with a hint of irony. She nodded in response “How bad?” He copied her and she gasped in fake annoyance, trying to free herself from his grip. He pushed her shoulders down into the mattress and moved his head down dropping a kiss between her breast to then searched out for her sensitive bud of flesh. As his tongue swirled, and then his lips closed to suckle, Ae Ra’s eyes fluttered shut as her hands spread warm against his bare back. The feeling of having her like this made him bit the side of her breast softly. For a moment he was afraid of her reaction, maybe it hurt her, but he only found himself gathered more tightly into her embrace, a small sound of either pain or enjoyment escaping her mouth. Kyung Soo’s attention upon her body intensified. Emboldened by his actions, she allowed her hands to slide up Kyung Soo’s neck to his head, fingertips massaging against his scalp. She marveled at the texture of it, finally fulfilling her cravings. He became rougher in his treatment of Ae Ra’s flesh, making her cried out in pleasure. She was panting, her body trembling at the combination of pleasure and pain. Kyung Soo released her throbbing nipple from between his teeth to look up at her face. And she felt like coming just by locking eyes with him. He followed a path of kisses and bites up her chest, over her clavicles, stopping for a minute on her neck and finished at her right ear “I want to go down on you” He whispered against her ear, his voice low and husky “No” She answered, and she was quick to explain herself after Kyung Soo went cold with her answer “I mean, I would like that… a lot…but I want to taste you, let me suck you Kyung Soo” “Why?” He answered moving away from her ear, looking at her face “I’m a pleaser, the idea of pleasuring you turns me on so much” She replied, pulling his pants down with a tiny bit of difficulty. Apparently, that was good enough for him, because he moved away from her, taking off his pants in the process and laid on the bed next to Ae Ra. She twisted her hair in a messy bun, and she saw him gulp, startled by her involuntarily sexy move. She watched as Kyung Soo’s eyes widened as her hand suddenly curled around his penis. Ae Ra knew the theory behind all this. She read a lot about it, she saw a lot of footage of people doing it, but this was her first time performing it. She felt clumsy, nervous and overwhelmed by the feeling. But when she heard him groan and arched into her touch, unashamed of his body's reaction to the stimulation she provided she gained a bit of confidence. Her hand was insistent, not particularly gentle, and Kyung Soo loved every minute of it. He felt her move and saw in awe how she straddled his left thigh seeking for some friction “Am I doing ok?” She asked him when she noticed him a bit distracted, thinking it was her lack of technique and not the fact that Kyung Soo could feel her center hot against the skin of his leg “You are doing amazing” He answered, breathing harshly “You have to tell me then, I’m really nervous here” She giggled timidly and resumed moving her hand, at the same time she rotated her hips against his leg, heat spreading over her. As good as this scene looked and felt for her, she wanted to try something more, go a bit forward. Kyung Soo cried out when she replaced the caress of her hand with the wet warmth of her mouth. He struggled to control himself, to not thrust on her mouth, to not grab her head, to not bother the neighbors with his noise, but soon he abandoned the fight as he arched into the incredible pleasure of that tight suction. Her mouth was hot and skilled, she didn’t have any reason to feel insecure about her experience, that was for sure. Very soon he found himself hovering at the edge of release, and in desperation, he pulled Ae Ra’s head up and crush that incredible mouth to his. He couldn’t speak right now, but he hoped this kiss expressed how amazed he was by her. The touch of his lips was like an electric spark, and her mouth opened over his with a gasp. Kyung Soo’s mouth moved possessively over hers, she felt herself melting into the touch, molding her body against the strong muscles lying under her. Lips stroked and nipped, tongues twined in heat. She felt Kyung Soo’s hands move down her back and hook his thumbs in the elastic of her underwear, pushing them over her hips and then allowed her to pull them the rest of the way down. She hated that she had to break the joining of their mouths to do so. But once her naked body rested against him, all discomfort went away. He began to stroke her back, fingertips gently scratching against her sensitive skin. Her spine spasmed into an arch, her voice falling into a low moan at the touch. Kyung Soo’s words were spoken against the skin of her throat, sending delicious goosebumps down her body "I need to go for a condom" Ae Ra’s groan was in response to both his words and the progress of his mouth as it moved from her throat to her ear, teeth tugging her earlobe gently. She couldn’t protest though, there were some things that were inescapable. But her mind cleared for a short second, reminding her something. She jolted and moved away from Kyung Soo crawling over the bed to one of the night tables next to her bed. She opened the drawer and there they were, a box of condoms, with around 5 left inside “I remembered that I saw them here the day we move in” “Who used this house last time?” He asked curiously “I don’t know, but I will find out to thank him or her, this is a box of six, so they had fun at least once” He laughed at her comment, moving closer to her, taking the box away from her hands. His mouth returned to seal over hers, stealing away breath and logic again. Her hands were bolder now. She caressed him from his neck, down his chest, and continued downward to cup the curve of his buttocks and grind against his body, making him broke their kiss with a gasp. That was one thing she regretted from their first time. She felt she didn’t enjoy his body as she should have. She didn’t touch it enough, she didn’t look at it enough. But she wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice. This time she was going to be greedy, touching, kissing and biting. His breath caught in a choked gasp as the touch became firmer, her fingers trailing up his legs, across his buttocks and against the curve of his spine. His hands jerked and grasped hers bringing them to her back, immobilizing her “What?” She asked a bit flustered by how he held her arms so effortlessly, and by the obvious smirk on his lips “Stop getting me horny” Ae Ra writhed in his grasp but it was useless “This is getting too long, let’s do it already before you regret it” She complained, half joking, half serious, but Kyung Soo took it seriously “I’m not going to run away Ae Ra” “No, not with that erection, you could stab someone” He laughed, loud and merrily, crunching his nose, his rounds cheeks and half-moon eyes giving him that childlike look that she was so enamored with. She had to kiss him. She had to kiss that cute nose of him, she always wanted to do it, but to do it she had to move her body up. She reached up for his face, sliding out of his grip. She was able to kiss him, but something else happened. Her wet center rubbed against his hard-on, making both of them gasp at the same time. They had to get to work, they were both on the verge “Let me put the condom this time” She demanded as Kyung Soo finally released her from his grip. He passed her the condom and waited for her to do her task. She grabbed his dick firmly as before, and pumped a couple of times, just because she really enjoyed doing it before. Kyung Soo stared at her confident self, biting his lip to control the overwhelming feeling of having her touching him so intimately. He stayed still for a moment has her fingers slid the condom down his length. The anticipation was killing him. Was she going to ride him? Or should they change positions? What were all these things she had fantasized about? He was open to anything honestly. He could barely finish that thought when Ae Ra climbed on top of him, holding herself on his chest. She stared down at him, rubbing herself against his cock, releasing a shaky moan. She grabbed him again, and slowly lowered her body. Kyung Soo drew a breath, and then released it. He struggled to inhale as he felt her heat engulf him. She moaned again as she moved down, helpless to do anything other than move above him, releasing her passion. It felt so different than the first time. It burned a little bit more, yes, but also, she could feel him so deep inside her. It was strange and overwhelming, but it also felt wonderful. His jaw went slack, and he stared at her in awe, his hands sliding up her thighs absentmindedly. His breathing came out harsh and heavy, his eyelids fluttered closed for a couple of seconds to then open up again and lock eyes with her. Dear god, he was beautiful. How could he leave a life looking like this and not be idolized by people? And not only his face was gorgeous, but his soul matched that beauty, showing this peaceful, wise, emphatic and embracing man. She reached for his face, to caress him, to absorb the heat from his cheeks. Her fingertips brushed along Kyung Soo's lips, she felt his burning eyes on her, but she could only focus on his lips, his delicious lips. He opened them slightly, releasing a long sight. She pressed her thumb against his lips, just to feel his hot breath against it, but he had a better idea. She saw in wonder how he opened his mouth wider and caught her thumb between his teeth, sucking it, and she just lost her mind there. His soft tongue swirled against her sensitive fingertip, and his full lips encircled her finger perfectly. Every swept of his tongue went straight to her clit. The harder he sucked, the harder her hips moved seeking for higher and higher pleasure. Her hips arched, thrusting, looking for a reprise of the pleasure that was battering her mind. She wanted that tantalizing taste of ecstasy to be constant, to never stop. Her eyes meet his own, and Kyung Soo showed resolve when his demanding hands reached up, tangling in her silky soft hair and pulling her flushed face down to his. He released her finger with a loud pop and his mouth and body both took her, tongue and hips thrusting in unison. At first, it was slow and steady, a careful rocking. Mostly because his kiss caught her by surprise, making her lose some focus. But it didn't last long. Soon Ae Ra was thrusting hard against his willing body, her legs working over their capacity. His hips rose to meet hers. He looked up, and found Ae Ra’s eyes closed, body trembling in pleasure. He needed to be closer. It never was enough. Kyung Soo lifted his upper body, resting in his elbows, pushing her up with him. He moved up all the way until he was sitting, and held to her waist, bringing his lips to her neck. She shouted as Kyung Soo shifted inside her. She struggled to exhale as Kyung Soo’s lips found their way to her throat, nuzzling against the pounding pulse they found there. Ae Ra moaned loudly in pleasure when she felt teeth nibbling against her flesh, and then she felt as if she was surrounded by something. That something took over her body, a sense of freedom and frenzy. This was their second time together, things were clearer now, they knew each other better. They were intimate now, they were over intimacy, they had to come up with a new name for it. And that freedom, that feeling of not fearing him, trust him with all she had, felt like a strange ecstasy. It built up the heat inside her. His fingers began rubbing her clit, giving her a throbbing pressure between her legs. It was consuming her. She could hear his moans, throaty and desperate, muffled into the skin of her neck. She still couldn’t tell how to know when he was close to coming, but she knew when she was close. And she was very, very close. Just one sudden touch or kiss and she would explode. He brought her lips to his, pulling her closer by the nape. He captured her lower lip with his teeth and gave her the dirties kiss so far, taking her breath away and finally pushing her over the edge. She came intensely and loudly. Her body went stiff and rocked against his passionately. He groaned against her mouth, it felt like a roar, his hands squeezed tight whatever part he could grasp. She came in waves, the first one strong and burning, followed by other less strong, and like that on and on. After the last ripple of pleasure had faded, Ae Ra lifter her hips, moaning for the last time when he slid out of her, and rolled beside Kyung Soo. A wide smile spread across her face when he rolled to his side, an arm sliding gently around her waist. He lay silent, his fingers making circles on her hip bone. She allowed her breathing to find a normal rhythm again. Kyung Soo did the same, she could feel his breathing against her temple. They had both found some calm, their adrenaline already down and under control when Kyung Soo moved his mouth closer to her hear and whispered “Why me Ae Ra? You could have anyone” Her lower lip quivered involuntarily “No I can’t, I don’t have you” “You have me, just…not yet” She felt like he was being as clear as he could, but she couldn’t grab the full meaning behind his words “Why not yet? Whenever we let ourselves go, we had such an amazing and beautiful time” He moved his body closer to her, capturing her left leg with his “I just… yeah, I’m not going to deny that, but you could come out hurt from this if anyone finds out about us” “Kyung Soo, you are the best thing that has happened to me, nothing about you could hurt me, only not having you” He kissed her, having a bit of difficulty since he was smiling so widely “Ok, I get it” He sounded exasperated “What?” She asked growing a bit anxious. He needed to stop kissing her cheeks and be clearer “You have me…fully” He answered hiding his embarrassment with his soft kisses “Really?” “Yeah” His answer was muffled by the skin of her neck, so she grabbed his cute face and brought him to her face so she could look at him “You are dating me?” “Yeah, we are dating” She hid her face on his neck, her arms embracing him with a bit of desperation “I’m so happy I could cry” She whispered, her voice shaking, giving her away “You are crying, I can feel it” “God damn it Kyung Soo! I’m going to write an entire record about you” He sounded really panicked as he released himself from her embrace to look at her “Please don’t, I wouldn’t know how to react” “That’s not my problem, also…too late” “What? Ae Ra what do you mean?” She decided that a good idea was to run away now to not be coaxed to getting rid of all the songs she wrote about him. But Kyung Soo was a step ahead and stopped her by pinning her hands above her head, getting on top of her “Ae Ra, what did you mean by that?” She only shook her head, biting her lower lip to control her laugh “Ae Ra! You haven’t been writing songs about me, right?” She closed her eyes, biting harder on her lips “How can you be like this? I could eat you!” He said between laughs. She thought he meant a figurately eat, but he was being quite literal. He released her hands, and slid down her body, getting between her legs. He grabbed a strong hold of her thighs and locked eyes with her as he started skirting around her mound, kissing her outer folds and her inner thighs. And there it was, a new first time for her.

Notes: See how instead of saying porn I said “she saw a lot of footage of people doing it” I’m so fancy.

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Easy Love

First in the proposal series. 1/4. Please enjoy.

It was his fault and he knew it, but that wasn't going to stop Luke from blaming everyone else. It his her mother and her from the throat Minnesota accent's fault since she wouldn't give them more than six minutes alone at a time. She had their entire visit scheduled with meeting extended family members, going to random steakhouses including an Outback, and going to Cagneys's nephews lessons which were so boring that now Luke was blaming them too. Her dad also had a stake in the situation, Luke thought. Brent Bloom in his head to toe denim made no secret how disappointed he was that his daughter had been dating a musician. Cagney had always told Luke to not take it personally as her dad had been upset when she first moved away to England at 18 and then was just as cross when she chose to give up her loyal clientele for working as a hairstylist for 5 Seconds of Summer despite the creative doors it opened for her. Luke barely heard her though. It was hard to not take things personally when even after he worked up the courage to ask Brent for his blessing to ask Cagney to marry him, he still brought up her only other boyfriend, some guy named Guy that had come out as gay around their high school graduation.

Luke sat fuming on a tattered plaid chesterfield backstage at the stadium in Pennsylvania they were in. He watched Cagney take to Michael's fried hair with both hands, but he couldn't stop picturing Minnesota and how things were supposed to have gone. He completely missed what the guitarist had said to him through the mirror because he was too busy hating Cagney's oldest brother in her mind. Griffin Bloom. Griffin Bloom and his chewing tobacco breath, his screaming baby and annoying five year old son, and his effortless penchant for taking shots at Luke's inability to do conventionally masculine tasks even though Cagney kept pointing out how dated that thinking was. He supposed her other siblings weren't that bad, twins Arden and Wagner. Arden was quiet and seemed as disinterested in Luke as she did her own family which he could respect. She looked like Cagney, but if Cagney looked perpetually bored. Wagner was nice enough as well, but he was barely around. Between having his son all weekend and working through his last year of law school, Wagner somehow managed to squeeze his way out of the Bloom's morning to midnight agenda. Luke realized that he didn't hate Wagner, he was just very jealous of the single dad.

The plan was going to be a hole in one. Cagney was always homesick for her mother's hugs and pot roast. She talked almost poetically about Edina, Minnesota and growing up there with her close knit family. Luke had carried the 3 karat princess cut ring designed and created by Simone Telford-Irwin everywhere they went, even to The Outback Steakhouse. He had every intention of asking her in front of her family, but there was never a moment good enough with their personalities gnawing on Luke's nerves. He ended up bringing the ring and Cagney back on tour after their short hiatus. He was sour now and not engaged like he told his brothers back home in Australia he would be. Luke had told himself before going to visit Cagneys's family that he could handle being related to them. It was worth it to be with the beautiful girl. Besides it wasn't like he had to see them very often. If they were to come visit in Sydney, California, London, or wherever he and Cagney chose to set up, Luke knew he would just put them all up in a hotel. The enormous bill would be worth the privacy and space.

Shaking himself out of his bitter and disappointed bubble, Luke watched as Grace entered the room with a Diet Pepsi in hand, drinking it through a straw. She waved to Luke before going over to hug Cagney and then sit right on Michael's lap. Cagney had learned how to cut and/or style Mike's hair with her view blocked whether it was because Michael and Grace were making out or in the middle of sparring. Luke wished he had Mike's situation though. He didn't have any in laws to deals with. Grace didn't speak to her mother as far as Luke knew and she didn't make it a secret that her Dad had fucked off around the time her little sister was born. Hell, Luke would have loved to switch places with Ashton. the Telford family adored him as their own. They were too busy to bother them constantly, they were loaded and connected so nothing about Ashton's life was worth teasing over to them. Luke didn't really know much about Skye's family life, but she was Canadian so he assumed her family was really nice and tapped maple trees every morning before breakfast.

"Yo, you're up." Michael smacked Luke on the shoulder from behind the couch, shaking him out of his mental tunnel. Luke had no idea it was the third time Mike had called for him. He swallowed the mindless sip of beer he had taken and nodded until he was up on his feet.

"Do whatever you want, G, but don't mess up his hair!" Cagney warned as she set aside her clippers for a sanitized pair. She trusted that Michael and Grace were going to be fondling one another until they were on stage, recently engaged themselves and constantly searching for corners to make out in. "She's totally going to mess up his hair." Cagney frowned at her boyfriend. She wanted a single show this tour to not have Michael wearing a ball cap, but she was learning that might be a pipe dream.

Luke kissed her quickly, just a peck, before settling into the chair that Michael had made warm. He ignored his view in the mirror and out his beer down between her brushes on the counter in front of them. The noise outside in the hallway drowned out the music playing in the dressing room, so Cagney cleared her throat and spoke above it all.

"I know the break wasn't what you had in mind." They hadn't had a chance to talk about it yet since they slept on their flight to Pennsylvania from Minnesota and Luke had been with friends or in sound check all morning. "Next time, I will visit on my own." She did appreciate that he had come and told him that over a dozen times.

"It's fine, Keg." They had already talked about it and it just only reminded Luke that her hadn't proposed because he had been in too miserable a mood while there. "I know you love it there and that's worth it for me." He wanted it to be true. She was still wearing her Minnesota Twins sweatshirt and that told Luke that he had done the right thing by visiting her home with her. She spent all her time in his schedule and tending to his dreams, four days with her family was the least he could do.

"They don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable." Cagney felt confident that her parents intentions were benevolent. She just grew up so differently than Luke had and so had they. The idea of some Australian rock star splitting a Bloomin' Onion with them and their 90 something mothers was out of the realm of possibility before Cagney brought Luke home a couple years prior.

"Cagney, it's fine." Sighing, he tried to end the conversation. "We can't choose our families." Luke did feel like he really lucked out with his, but he knew Cagney felt she did as well. "Well, we can, but you know what I mean..."

Nodding silently, Cagney agreed and then ran her fingers through his hair to find where she wanted to trim. It wasn't an unusual motion for her. Both she and Luke always found themselves using their fingers like combs on one another. He was wearing his hair long, but Cagney still liked to keep the ends from splitting like poorly kept makeup brushes.

Through the mirror, Luke noticed Ashton making faces at him. He was mouthing something aggressively, but Luke could barely make it out. Through reflex, Luke whipped his head around to see Ashton properly causing Cagney to almost chop off a whole chunk of his hair that she had just sprayed with water.

"Whoa, careful." She warned and checked behind her at Ashton who stood still as soon as Cagney began to turn and see him.

"Sorry." Luke coughed out once he sat properly for her again.

"I thought I had broken you of your squirming." She shook her head around, perfectly blown out locks bouncing above her sweatshirt covered shoulders. They chuckled lightly in unison, recalling how eyes first met when Luke was in London recording and in desperate need of a haircut. He took his friends advice and made an appointment at the Sassoon salon on Mercer, requesting the American blond his buddy swore by. Luke was constantly moving around, but since a good portion of Cagney's clients were small children, she knew how to adjust his posture and keep him still enough that he still had even lines in the end. It wasn't until his fifth appointment with her that she told him out loud to stop moving around like he had ants in his skintight jeans.

"Old habits die hard." Luke winked at her through the mirror, spotting Ashton again miming a proposal. He had been married under a year himself and highly recommended the decision to anyone who would listen. Ashton had never departed cloud number nine since meeting Simone through Cagney. He wasted no time getting down on one knee. He knew as soon as she had him over for dinner that the British jewelry designer was for him. Luke squirmed again, making Cagney laugh with a playful eye roll, but Luke didn't stop. He sat up and walked away from her, over to the couch where his satin bomber jacket was discarded. She just assumed he wanted his phone, often teasing him that he was addicted to the device.

"You know that Jay told me you'd never go out with me?" Checking his pocket, Luke folded his jacket over his arm and informed her of their mutual friend, her former client. "He said you were too good for me."

It was news to the hairstylist, Cagney frowned at the info and scratched at her face with the pick side of her comb, "That's really rude. What does that even mean?"

"No. He's right. So is your oldest brother," Fucking Griffin. "You are too good for me," Up until she finally agreed to stay the night with him, Luke had assumed she was dressed by chirping bluebirds every morning. Simone always called Cagney 'The Last Unicorn', a heart so rooted in the right place that you couldn't come by them anymore, all others had been broken. Luke knew that rumors proceeded him and plenty of people warned her that he was a player, but she never let that influence the love she gave him and he was thankful for that. "But you love me anyway."

Shaking her head, Cagney disagreed. She put down the comb and locked her hands in the pouch of her fitted sweatshirt, "You're very easy to love." She assured him as she had many times since before they even officially began to date.

"You are patient with me and forgiving even when I don't deserve it." Luke laughed, thinking about how he had called her brother 'a fucking moron' when Cagney approached him hiding behind the bed of her Dad's Chevy pick up, sneaking a smoke during a self-appointed break from her family's midnight round of charades. "You are my favorite part of the day even when you tweeze my brows." Making her laugh he came closer and then pulled his jacket on before leaning in and kissing her hard enough to pull her closer by the bottom lip, his hand sliding around to her back. "I wanted to do this in front of your family, but then your mom made a jab about my hair - "

"She thought she was - " Cagney began to defend her chatty Cathy of a mom, but Luke getting down on his knee in front of her shut her right up. "Huh?"

"Cagney June Bloom, will you marry me?" Grinning up at her, exposing all his teeth, Luke was glad he worked up the hopefulness and nerve to ask her. It was better this way. It was the two of them, the way he preferred it. In the pocket of his jacket, he pulled out the custom made ring and nearly blinded them both when it caught the glow of the vanity light she set up for her station.

Cagney just stared at Luke, tightening her neck. They both hadn't noticed Ashton right in the middle of the doorway watching with adoring eyes or the sound of the first Green Day album playing around them.

"Absolutely!" She bent down in front of him on both her knees and threw her arms around him. Her hands were shaking as she held out her left, Luke sliding it onto the designated finger as she paused from kissing him. He was lucky that Simone already knew Cagney's ring size and Luke didn't have to do any sneaky checking while Cagney was sleeping.

Both their smiles matched, stabbing through their cheeks while they laughed and kissed again. Luke was about to pull them up onto their feet when Ashton ran in and engulfed them both in a hug, his arms stretching out as wide as they could and keeping them down on the ground. It was ten minutes until they were supposed to be on stage, but none of the three cared. They didn't want to leave the dressing room and have to wait to celebrate how happy they felt.

Cagney watched the entire show from the side of the stage, clutching her heavier hand by the wrist and dancing. Usually, she went back to the hotel or hung out with crew backstage as she had seen the band perform on a daily basis, but this time she was watching her fiance. It was the first time and it felt brand new somehow. She didn't care what others thought, she knew that Luke was worth all the compromises, noise, and chaos. She knew what he wanted when the concerts were over and the music was turned off. She knew who he was outside of the designer jackets and alone in a hotel room in front of a stupid comedy movie. She was going to love both sides of him for the rest of her life because she was lucky.

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