#also woke up almost two hours before my alarm and didn't fall back asleep

[teddybeartoji]

almost had a teeny weeny little breakdown BECAUSE i have to take two busses to work and both of them were late 😐😐 and lmao i'm not even worried about being late it's just that now there's so many more people on the bus I HAVE ANXIETYY LET ME OUT

[mrs-santoss]

High Fever - Neymar Imagine

heyyy can I request an imagine where I I sick and neymar takes good care of me ? ALSO I LOVE UR WRITTING that's why I ask U this request 💕💕💕💕

Someone's hand on my forehead and their whispers woke me up from my deep sleep. Every part of my body hurt, especially my head. I opened my eyes slowly and saw Neymar running his hand through my hair, looking at me concerned. "Y/N, wake up. You're burning up!" "Ney" I rubbed my eyes and examined the room, it was daylight. The sunlight coming from the window forced me to close my eyes again. "Yes, amor... I'm here, are you feeling okay? You have a fever." "My head hurts so bad, I also feel very cold." "Oh, bebê. I think you got sick from yesterday. Let's check your temperature and get some medicine." he kissed my forehead and left the room quickly. I grabbed everything on the bed including blankets, sheets and threw them on myself. I hate being sick. Neymar came back with a thermometer and some fever medicine. It turned out I had a slightly high temperature. I took the medicine and laid back on the bed closing my eyes. "Is there anything else you need, bebê?" he said while running his hands through my hair as he sat next to me. "Can you lay down with me, Ney? And keep playing with my hair?" "Of course, amor." He did what I asked and we stayed like that on the bed. I could tell my headache went away because of the medicine, but I still felt hot. I can't remember falling asleep at some point. Neymar's POV: I woke up this morning expecting her to be awake already because she usually wakes up before me. I turned around and hugged her when I felt her hot skin. After a few calls, she didn't wake up. That's why I decided to shake her harder to wake her up and check her state just in case we need to visit the hospital. I took care of her and gave her some medicine, she fell back to sleep. I put on a movie to watch in low volume as I laid next to my girlfriend. Halfway through the movie, Y/N began moving and talking in her sleep. She was sweating a lot, I could tell she was having nightmares because of the fever. I pulled the cover of her body to see her shirt wet from sweat. I was getting worried.

"Ney...No, let me g- Neyy..." I tried to wake her up softly at first, It made me sad to her scared whether it was a dream or not. I shook her shoulder softly. "Amor, wake up. You're having a nightmare. It's okay, I'm here." "Ney-" "Y/N? Come on, bebê. Open your eyes." She wasn't responding so I shook her harder this time. She opened her eyes quickly and scanned the room, gripping my hands tight. "Ney, is he go-gone?" She asked me in a scared voice. "No one's here, meu amor. It was just a nightmare, I'm here with you. Don't worry." I kissed her forehead and wiped her sweat. I had a bottle of water on the nightstand and I wanted her to drink it. After she drank the water, she fell back asleep. After two hours or so, I checked her temperature again and thankfully it went back to normal. I decided not to wake her up and let her sleep, it was almost the evening. I left the bedroom to eat some food and I prepared a chicken soup for Y/N to feed her once she wakes up. I finished the food and made my way back to the bedroom. I laid next to my beautiful girlfriend to seemed a lot better than before. I wrapped my hands around her and fell asleep. __________________________ I woke up and turned off the alarm. Y/N woke up seconds after me, she seemed a lot better now. "Morning, amor. How are you feeling?" I kissed her lips and placed her head on my chest again. "A lot better, Ney. Thank you so much for taking care of me." "Always, bebê. I'm always here for you!" "I love you so much" "I love you too, meu amor. Come on, let's get up. I prepared some soup for you yesterday and you didn't get to eat it."

[cevansbrat0007]

Real Talk.

Warning: the following post contains mature themes and references to drug overdose, death, and Fentanyl.

For the record, what I'm about to say in regards to NARCAN has nothing to do with me standing on a soapbox. Instead, I'm asking that people do what they can to educate themselves on the importance and necessity of this life-saving drug.

And I'll start by telling you a story:

This morning, I went to check on my roommate who lives on the floor above me. She had asked me to make sure she didn't sleep through her many alarms like she always did so that she could make it to work on time. She's a server at a steakhouse chain - and a damn good one at that.

She's also my friend. A friend who, just like myself, is nearly nine months sober.

Except this morning when I knocked on her door, she didn't answer. And when I opened the door and peeked in her room she appeared to be fast asleep. But she was half naked, and the fan she had borrowed from me the night before was set to full blast. Even though it was cold outside.

Her room was like an ice box. And she was so pale. And no matter how loud I said her name, she wouldn't open her eyes and look at me.

She wouldn't wake up.

So I poked her in the shoulder. I shook her. I yelled her name. And then I realized her lips were blue. Her body was stiff. And she was cold to the touch.

The only sound she could make was that of a low, almost eerie groan. If I'm being honest, it's a sound that I'd never quite heard before. And I don't want to ever hear it again.

What I would come to realize seconds later was that my friend had overdosed on Fentanyl. Possibly a few hours earlier. Which meant she was fucking dying.

I panicked, of course. Because I'm an alcoholic. I've never touched Heroin, let alone witnessed an overdose. I know what to do if someone was suffering from, say, alcohol poisoning...but this...this was brand new territory.

Because with Fentanyl, seconds fucking matter.

I sprinted to wake up another girl. Seconds later we were back with our friend where our worst fear was absolutely confirmed.

Fentanyl Overdose.

I'd never fucking seen this. Never. But we didn't have time to fall apart because from there we dashed down the stairs. She went straight for the NARCAN and I went for my phone to call 911.

Less than a minute later, she and I were back in our friend's room to administer the NARCAN, only for us to realize that she wasn't breathing anymore.

By this point, another one of my housemates had joined us as well. And the others were soon to follow. While I was on the phone relaying instructions from the dispatcher on how to revive our friend, the others were moving her limp body to the floor.

They were doing chest compressions. Two were racing to find more NARCAN stashed in someone's glove compartment. And then another was directing EMS on where to go in the house.

It was a team effort to make sure this girl fucking lived. We could yell at her for this tomorrow. But for now, all we cared about was her living today.

I had never been through this. But as much as I hate to say this, today I was grateful that there were others in the house who had been through this before. For those who knew how to administer NARCAN.

In total, we administered something like 28 milligrams to bring her back. Which is a lot. A cop may have mumbled out something about us not waiting long enough in between doses to see if we'd given her enough before administering another. But he can go kick rocks.

Because we did the best we could all while running on straight adrenaline and doing everything we could to save someone while not falling apart in the process.

In the end, what matters is that she woke up. She was in pain. And very ill. And has since been admitted to the hospital.

Now the rest of us are left to deal with the tears and the adrenaline comedown, along with the guilt of all the signs we may or may not have missed. And that is really fucking shitty. I am so mad at my friend.

But at the same time, I love her so damn much. And I'm grateful that I will hopefully have the opportunity to share all these feelings with her one day soon.

She was fucking lucky. And so were we.

I'm grateful we found her in-time - because the paramedics made it very clear that we cut it real close. I'm grateful I live with people who found it in them to unite to save someone's life.

I'm grateful for NARCAN.

And beyond that, I'm grateful that I now know what to do with it. I never completely comprehended the weight of its importance until today. I didn't quite understand why my friend kept a stash of it in her glove compartment when she had no intentions of getting high anymore.

But today that stash saved her life. I'm begging you, if you have a loved one who suffers from this disease, please consider keeping this life-saving drug within reach.

Read up about it. Talk about it. Even if it makes you uncomfortable. Even if you can't fathom why someone would think of or want to use. Even if the idea of having to use it scares you.

I'm sure if it ever came down to it, you would rather have it and not need it than need it and not have it. Wouldn't you?

I've come to learn that many people who relapse, even after months of serious sobriety, don't plan it. It just happens. Impulsivity is a deadly part of this disease. One lapse in judgement - just one - could very well mean death.

It's really that serious.

Because with this disease, you're always guaranteed another relapse. But you're never guaranteed another recovery.

Thanks to NARCAN, my friend will have another shot.

That's all I've got for now, guys and gals. I'd be lying if I said we weren't all emotional wrecks over here. But it's all gonna be okay.

And finally, but most importantly: if you're struggling with anything, be it addiction or mental health, there is no shame in asking for help. Not now. Not ever. We're all human. We all need love.

We all deserve support to overcome our darkest of days.

Love, Britt

[vickyvicarious]

Mina and Van Helsing's journey towards the castle today has several alarming points of comparison with Dracula and Jonathan's journey. Here's just a couple that stood out to me today:

This state of excitement kept on for some little time; and at last we saw before us the Pass opening out on the eastern side. There were dark, rolling clouds overhead, and in the air the heavy, oppressive sense of thunder. It seemed as though the mountain range had separated two atmospheres, and that now we had got into the thunderous one.

Jonathan

It is now not far off sunset time, and over the snow the light of the sun flow in big yellow flood. For we are going up, and up; and all is oh! so wild and rocky, as though it were the end of the world.

Van Helsing

Both Jonathan and Van Helsing experience a sensation of crossing from one land/reality into a new, much more dangerous one. I love the idea that there is a palpable sense as you begin to enter into Dracula's territory, and it always brings unease though you may attribute it to weather or to scenery.

Then, amongst a chorus of screams from the peasants and a universal crossing of themselves, a calèche, with four horses, drove up behind us, overtook us, and drew up beside the coach. I could see from the flash of our lamps, as the rays fell on them, that the horses were coal-black and splendid animals. They were driven by a tall man, with a long brown beard and a great black hat, which seemed to hide his face from us. I could only see the gleam of a pair of very bright eyes, which seemed red in the lamplight, as he turned to us.

Dracula

Then she woke, bright and radiant and we go on our way and soon reach the Pass. At this time and place, she become all on fire with zeal; some new guiding power be in her manifested, for she point to a road and say:— "This is the way."

Mina

The sudden burst of vigor Mina experiences upon reaching the Pass reminds me a lot of Dracula's dramatic entry there. He appears in a sudden moment, surprising and terrifying the other passengers, and he is full of strength. Mina is dressed all in black and possibly still hiding her face with her veil now as well, but she shares Dracula's "bright eyes", at least later on in the entry, when she watches Van Helsing sleep.

I think I must have fallen asleep and kept dreaming of the incident, for it seemed to be repeated endlessly, and now looking back, it is like a sort of awful nightmare.

Jonathan

Then we go on for long, long hours and hours. At the first, I tell Madam Mina to sleep; she try, and she succeed. She sleep all the time; till at the last, I feel myself to suspicious grow, and attempt to wake her. But she sleep on, and I may not wake her though I try. I do not wish to try too hard lest I harm her; for I know that she have suffer much, and sleep at times be all-in-all to her. I think I drowse myself, for all of sudden I feel guilt, as though I have done something; I find myself bolt up, with the reins in my hand, and the good horses go along jog, jog, just as ever.

Van Helsing

Both Jonathan and Van Helsing felt the long hours of the journey, the same experience seeming to repeat endlessly in a way that makes them feel they must have been sleeping despite their fear and their efforts to stay awake. I don't doubt that they both do fall asleep repeatedly, at least briefly (and this is echoed again for Van Helsing when he tries to keep watch during the night). Mina's deep sleep in this part of the journey also acts as a kind of contrast to Jonathan, especially if you believe that he was supposed to be hypnotized/drugged into sleep and only partially resisted because he was wearing his protective gifts/didn't drink the brandy. Mina here is almost an example of a what-if Jonathan had been fully under Dracula's influence on that journey. Especially since once again her 'sleeping so hard she can't be woken' state reminds me of Jonathan's trance sleep on 3 October.

I found supper already laid out. My host, who stood on one side of the great fireplace, leaning against the stonework, made a graceful wave of his hand to the table, and said: "I pray you, be seated and sup how you please. You will, I trust, excuse me that I do not join you; but I have dined already, and I do not sup."

Dracula

Then when I return to the fire she have my supper ready. I go to help her; but she smile, and tell me that she have eat already—that she was so hungry that she would not wait. I like it not, and I have grave doubts; but I fear to affright her, and so I am silent of it. She help me and I eat alone;

Mina

And another worrying echo of Dracula in Mina. We know the reason Dracula prepared Jonathan's meal and said he already ate was because as a vampire he had no desire to eat human food, and maybe he had in fact already supped on someone's blood. So when Mina does the same thing for Van Helsing here, it feels deeply reminiscent in a way that makes us wonder... did she not want to eat because she is too vampiric, and lie in order not to worry him? Was she telling the truth? Or does she dine the same way Dracula does - perhaps not then but later in the night, when Van Helsing keeps falling asleep to find her watching him with her bright eyes, and wakes in the morning to find her sleeping once again, healthier and redder than before?

He doesn't know. And he's afraid to confront the possibility by asking, for her sake as well as his own.

[owlwithanapple]

Your Hero

He is one of my favorite characters in mha. I want to write a future version of Bakugou Katsuki, I hope you guys will like it. 😘

Part 11.

( Bakugou Katsuki X Y/N )

Midnight Fuyumi's room—

You drank a lot of last night and were drunk, Dynamight took you back to room to sleep. You were the first to fall asleep, and Endeavor was the second to fall asleep on the ground. Everyone else played until late at night before going back to their rooms.

It's been a long time since you’ve been that drunk. It seems that you were so drunk before because of work pressure. Now only drink so much because play with everyone, which is considered a happy thing...

You were drunk and body temperature was high. You took off your shirt leaving only cropped tank top. Dynamight wrapped his jacket around your body to prevent others from seeing too much of your skin.

During your sleep, you hugged his coat and fell asleep. Feel like he smells so amazing. A scent that puts you to sleep peacefully. You are always so happy when he is around you.

"Smells so good..." You whispered in your sleep while hugging his coat.

"Wow , someone will be happy, take a picture and send it to him." Fuyumi secretly take a picture of your sleeping face.

Fuyumi took a few pictures while you were sleeping. Then quickly send the photo to Dynamight and let him see your sleeping face. Also let him know your current situation. It can be considered as bringing you two together.

Dynamight received several messages while drinking—

"Who the fuck? So many messages." Dynamight clicked into the chat room to see.

The chat room showed message from Fuyumi. He was wondering what happened to you? The content surprised him so much that he almost choked on his wine and spit it out. He put down the bottle of wine and looked at your sleeping face one by one.

So fucking cute! You even hugged his jacket! There’s even a video! The video also captured your snoring and sleep talking! He once slept with you in the hospital, but he didn't even notice that you talked in your sleep!

"Damn it!..." Dynamight looked at his phone with a wicked smile.

He saved all the photos and videos Fuyumi sent. He doesn’t want to miss out on your cuteness while he can’t see you. The beautiful moments he treasures for you.

"Bakugou, what are you looking at?" Shoto asked curiously why Bakugou was smiling.

"Good thing. Mind your own business Half and half!" Dynamight drank.

Morning Fuyumi's room—

When the alarm clock rings, Fuyumi immediately turns it off to avoid waking you up. Seeing that you were still asleep, she left you alone in the room to continue sleeping. Then she followed Rei to the kitchen to prepare everyone's breakfast.

A few hours later you woke up from your sleep with a headache. You cover your aching head and think of the scene of having a high time with them last night, and tell yourself that must control your excitement next time.

In your memory, you have the impression that someone was drinking for you, but you forgot who it was and suddenly fell asleep. Look at the sunlight shining through the curtains outside, it’s a really nice day today.

You thought it was your shirt that was held in your arms, but you didn't notice that your shirt had actually been taken off last night. You put on Dynamight jacket before getting up and leaving Fuyumi's room.

You were walking down the corridor with your hand in your head then turned the corner almost bumped into Touya and Natsuo who had just woken up. Touya greeted you, Natsuo thought it was so cute when he saw your adorable face when you woke up.

But Natsuo was a little jealous when he saw you wearing Dynamight's jacket. Thinking of what Dynamight did to you last night, he was very envious of Dynamight being so proactive with you.

Touya said to follow them or else you would get lost again. You covered your head in confusion and followed Touya and Natsuo. Natsuo is protecting you, worried that you won't be able to stand still.

Passing by the courtyard, you see Endeavor sitting there covering his head as he also has a headache. He was the birthday boy yesterday, so he must have drank more than you. After you came up to say hello to him, he asked you to sit next to him.

You reflect on yourself, telling yourselves that it’s okay to drink too much once in a while. Don’t do this next time. You’ll feel tired and have a headache when you wake up. You and Endeavor share the same problem and start chatting.

"Are you okay? You were the first one to sleep last night..." Endeavor is caring about you.

"My head hurts so much, I feel so nauseous and I want to vomit." You said unhappily.

"Do you want to go to the toilet and induce vomiting? It will feel better if you vomit." Endeavor asked seriously.

"No... I'm afraid of vomiting... It's so disgusting..." You whispered.

"Let's drink less next time, do you agree?" Endeavor asked softly.

"I agree." You make an agreement with Endeavor.

You sit with Endeavor in the courtyard during a period of self-reflection. Touya and Natsuo wanted to laugh seeing the two. But Natsuo think you look so cute now, like a child who has done something wrong.

"The two of them sit together like father and daughter." Rei stood next to Natsuo.

"Feel stupid..." Touya said with a smile.

"Touya, you are really..." Natsuo said with a smile.

Natsuo felt sorry for you, he quickly walked to the kitchen to get some water. Although you didn't vomit, you drank a little too much yesterday but needed to replenish water as much as possible. He filled the cup with water, walked over to you, sat down and handed the water to you.

You took the water and drank it quickly. You accidentally choked and Natsuo patted your back gently to relieve you. Finally had water to drink and felt alive, but it was still uncomfortable.

"My water?" Endeavor asked Natsuo.

"Go get it yourself." Natsuo said.

"You got it for her, why didn't you get it for me?" Endeavor was confused.

"Dad is jealous..." Touya complained.

"I am his father after all, and he didn't help me get water..." Endeavor whispered.

"Okay, don't be jealous, take it and drink it." Rei handed a glass of water to Endeavor.

"Y/N, are you okay? Do you need anything else?" Natsuo cares about you.

"I feel uncomfortable... I want to rest..." You drink water and gently massage your head with your left hand.

Natsuo knew you were feeling uncomfortable, so he carefully put his arm around you and let you lean on his shoulder. He felt his heart beating so fast! You're on his shoulder! Even nuzzling him!

"Natsuo... let me lean on you..." You closed your eyes.

"Hmm..." he said shyly.

It was the first time Natsuo saw you sleeping so peacefully, so petite and cute. You were so close to him, leaning on his shoulder. Your eyelashes were so long, and your cheeks were a little red. He wanted to pinch them to see how they felt.

After last night's excitement, you dared to take off your shirt in front of everyone in order to cool yourself down. You weren't wearing anything that exposed your skin, last night was really an eye-opener for him.

But one thing didn't expect is that you do such a bold thing. You have a cute face, but have such a fucking hot body! Let him never forget it.

"Enji, come to the kitchen to help. Touya, go see if Shoto and the others are awake." Rei is helping Natsuo.

"Okay, bye." Touya walked away.

"Come now..." Endeavor stood up and followed Rei away.

"Sweet, Natsuo!" Rei praised Natsuo.

"Mom!" Natsuo shouted.

"Natsuo...noisy..." you whispered.

"Oh...sorry..." He gently combed your hair.

Looking up close, you are much cuter and prettier than he thought... exactly his type. Hereally want to hold your hand, like you leaning against him all the time, your lips... feel so sweet and soft...

He plucked up the courage to move his face closer wanted to steal a kiss from you. You leaned on his shoulder with an innocent look on your face. His heart was unsteady and beating too fast.

"Hedgehog..." You elaborated softly.

"Hedgehog? Pet?" Natsuo was curious after stopping.

"She's calling me." Suddenly a rough voice came from behind.

Natsuo felt a chill in his back turned around to see Bakugou standing silently behind him. He had actually been standing behind the two of you for a while. He already seen Natsuo about to steal a kiss from you, so he spoke up to stop Natsuo's good deeds.

He really upset that you leaning on Natsuo's shoulder but he stayed calm and dealt with it. If he spoke loudly, your current headache would make you even more uncomfortable. He doesn't want this to happen, he wants to be gentle with you all the time.

"Are you awake?" Natsuo greeted.

"Well, I got up early." Bakugou replied calmly.

"Do you think the same about her as I do?" Natsuo asked.

"None of your business." Bakugou showed a fierce expression.

A sudden headache wakes you up. You were leaning against Natsuo's shoulder with Dynamight standing behind you, looking at you both with a fierce expression.

The atmosphere was not right and so frightened you quickly stood up and backed away. They glared at each other as if they were making a quarrel. What was going on between them? Didn't they drink together last night? Was there a quarrel?

"Are you two... okay?" You asked cautiously.

"It's okay. How are you?" Natsuo asked gently.

"My head still hurts... I feel so sick..." You covered your mouth and felt like you were going to vomit.

"Damn it!" Dynamight put you on his shoulders and ran to the toilet.

Dynamight noticed something strange about you! You're already going to vomit! He quickly takes you to the toilet to vomit! You lie on the toilet and vomit! You admit that you are a bad drinker! Next time, don’t drink it just because you’re excited.

He squatted next to you and patted your back gently to make you feel more comfortable. You spit it out and slowly stand up before flushing the toilet. You turn on the water from the faucet and gargle frantically to make the smell of alcohol disappear.

"Feeling better?" Dynamight reassured you.

"Well... much better." You rinse your face.

You leave the toilet and find a place to rest. The headache is a little better, and don't feel like want to vomit anymore. The man in front of you will always see through your weirdness.

"Wait for me here, don't run around!" Dynamight left your side.

You just now noticed that the shirt is red! You take it off and it has the word Dynamight printed on the back! Oh shit! You remembered you taking off the shirt last night and then Dynamight wrapped his jacket around you.

You've been sleeping with his jacket in your arms since last night, and you didn't realize you were wearing his jacket until now! You really had a blast last night! The smell you thought smelled good was the smell of Dynamight! You really want to drill a hole and hide!

"Take it and drink it." Dynamight ran over and handed you a bottle of water.

"Thanks." You smile.

"Don't drink like this when I'm not around you, you know? Idiot!" Dynamight warn you.

"Katsuki..." You looked at him shyly.

"What?" He waited for you to say seriously.

"You're the best." After you finished speaking, you drinking water to hide your emotions.

"Only for you. So be good." Katsuki knelt down on one knee in front of you.

"Depends on my mood~" You chuckled.

After you have a good rest, follow Dynamight to the living room. Rei and Fuyumi said breakfast was ready and stayed to eat before leaving. Seeing Rei cooking breakfast and putting it on the plate, you quickly stepped forward to help serve it.

Touya wakes up Deku and Shoto and goes to the table to have breakfast together. You ask Rei where your shirt and handbag are, and she tells you that Bakugou took them yesterday.

"Hey, where are my shirt and handbag?" You poked him.

"In the car?" he asked you.

"Idiot! My phone needs to be checked to see if I have any work today." You said helplessly.

"Damn it, I'll get it for you, wait here." He took the car keys and left Todoroki's house to get.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Shoto asked.

"You were drunk yesterday. If Kacchan hadn't stopped you, you would have been even more drunk." Deku was worried.

"I'm fine. I just vomited it up and feel better." You explained.

Breakfast is placed on the table and it's time to start eating. Dynamight comes back with your handbag. You immediately take out your phone to check if there is any work.

"Y/N,breakfast~" Rei said warmly.

"Okay~" You put away your phone and sat next to Hawks.

"Old friend, your No.1 is looking at me with hatred~" Hawks said teasingly.

"My No.1?" You see the direction Hawks is pointing is Dynamight.

"It's so scary ~ the wife-protecting devil." Hawks laughed.

"Shut up! I know!" You walked over and sat down next to Dynamight.

"What for?" Dynamight asked as he took a sip of coffee.

"Can your eyes be kinder? I really want to poke you in the eyes!" You complained.

"My fucking eyes are not friendly, leave me alone!" he also complained.

"Okay~ stop flirting. Let's have breakfast~" Touya said.

"No!" you both shouted at the same time.

Everyone chatted while eating breakfast. Deku raised his hand and said he had something to announce. You quickly took a sip of coffee to calm down your shock and prepared to listen to what he had to say. He stood up and said with a blushing face.

"Umm... I actually proposed to Uraraka a few days ago! She said she was willing!" Deku said loudly.

"Congratulations! Deku!" Fuyumi and Rei wished.

"Well done! Deku!" Natsuo said with a smile.

"Deku! Take care of her! She is a good girl!" Endeavor said.

"Congratulations" Touya and Shoto said, applauding.

"I wish you happiness, Deku~" Hawks said.

"I'm happy for you! Congratulations!" You applauded excitedly.

"Thank you everyone!" Deku bowed to express his gratitude.

"Proposing...it feels so dreamy." You whispered enviously.

Deku mentioned that the two planned to have a traditional wedding ceremony and would invite everyone to attend. You were happy for them, their relationship was low-key but sweet.

"The traditional style is good too! It fits the style of Deku and Uravity very well!" Rei said expectantly.

"Y/N have you ever thought about what your wedding will be like?" Fuyumi was curious.

"Why are you asking me? It's not like I'm getting married." You almost choked on your coffee.

"Every girl has her own ideal wedding in her heart." Rei smiled kindly.

"I... garden wedding. I want to wear a wedding dress and let my lover hold me spend that sacred moment together." You lowered your head and covered your face shyly.

"It's so dreamy! Not bad! Y/N!" Fuyumi and Rei said excitedly.

"Mother and sister got excited when mentioned the wedding..." Touya said calmly.

"Rei...Fuyumi...calm down..." Endeavor comforted them.

After saying that, you couldn't help but glance at Dynamight. He seems to have no time to look at his phone, and that's right. He just works efficiently every day. You were a little disappointed that he wasn't interested in a topic like yours.

You haven't even dated him! You just have a crush on him! Why would you even think of getting married? He just cares about you! It has no other meaning!

He handed his phone to you from under the table, and displayed a wedding web page. You looked at him blankly, why would he open such a thing to you? Isn't he not interested?

"I think this wedding dress suits you very well." He approached you and whispered quietly.

It’s not that he’s not interested in this topic, but that he’s choosing a wedding dress for you to see. But why should he help you choose? You are not a couple, just ordinary friends.

Katsuki, can I always like you? Until you are tired of me. Or can I expect something from you? Why do you think so much? Don't think too much!

"Wind Breaker, what's wrong? Your face is so red." Deku is concerned about you.

"It's okay! I just feel a little hot." You fan yourself with your hands.

To thank Rei for her hospitality these days, you offered to help clean up and wash the dishes. Natsuo helped you put away the dishes while you washed the dishes in the kitchen. He placed the plate next to you and had something to say but he was hesitant.

"Y/N." Natsuo mentioned.

"Thank you. Leave this to me." You said with a smile.

"I have a vague sense that you and Bakugou are more than just friends." Natsuo suddenly mentioned.

"Huh?! Natsuo, why are you bringing this up..." You were frightened by the topic he mentioned.

"I can tell by your expression." Natsuo smiled sadly.

"Natsuo, you're weird. What do you want to say?" You put down the bowl and looked at him.

"I know you already have him in your heart, but I like you and this will never change. I wish you happiness, and I will always be here if he dumps you." Natsuo smiled brightly.

"Damn you, I wish you happiness too..." You smile.

When you are about to leave Todoroki Abode after eating, you take out your phone and ask to reserve a driver to pick you up. Dynamight grabbed your phone said he would take you back. Still as domineering as ever.

"Thank you for your hospitality." You bowed to express your gratitude.

"Enji will be very happy if you have more time to play." Rei smiled.

"Yes! Endeavor, can you please sign your name for me?" you asked nervously.

"No problem, where do you want to sign? Endeavor reached out.

You dug out a photo of Endeavor's collector's edition from your bag. When about to hand it to him, you saw that someone had already signed the photo, and it was even signed on his face! It says Dynamight No.1!

"Damn you brat!" Endeavor pinched the photo and burned it.

"My picture ahhhhh!" You screamed loudly.

"Sorry! Damn it Dynamight, you can't get along with me! What should I do now!" Endeavor comforted you while scolding Bakugou.

"My treasure! I can't find it anymore! This is the first time I drew lots!" You sat on the ground crying and fussing.

"Shit..." Dynamight started to panic.

"Really cried this time..." Shoto said.

"I can't get that collector's edition photo myself." Deku said sadly.

"Wait a minute, I think I have one." Natsuo said suddenly, then ran away.

Natsuo squatted next to you holding the photo. He gave you the photo to comfort you. You took the photo and saw that it was still unopened and intact.

"Give it to you." Natsuo smiled.

"But?" You looked at him.

"I originally wanted to get All Might, but I ended up getting Endeavor. I'll give it to you." Natsuo placed the photo in your hand.

"NANI! Natsuo you!" Endeavor shouted.

You held the photo and looked at Endeavor with a happy expression. Although Natsuo gave you the photo Endeavor was a little hurt. But he felt relieved after your smile came back.

He signs and writes your name and Hero Name on the back of the photo. You're jumping up and down with excitement, it's Endeavor's autograph! So cool!

"Thank you! Natsuo!" You held up the photo and smiled happily.

"You're welcome. As long as you like it." Natsuo said reassuringly.

"The best Natsuo in the world!" you yelled.

"Hey hey! Don't be like this! It's too exaggerated." Natsuo burst out laughing.

"Dynamight, you trash! I will never forgive you in this life!" You declared to him.

"Ha! Do you have the guts?" Dynamight laughed.

"Do you have the consciousness to be swallowed by the storm? Bakugou Katsuki!" You hugged Endeavor's photo tightly. The deep breath released the violent wind, and the surrounding trees were cut by the wind blades.

"Shit! Endeavor holds her! Don't let her move!" Hawks yelled.

"Calm down! Y/N!" Endeavor reached out to grab your shoulder.

Once activated Quirks the wind will naturally form a protective layer to protect you. The protective layer prevents Endeavor from touching you, and everyone has begun to panic.

You love every collectible so much that it inspires you to become a hero. The photo was the first time you drew lots and is your happiest memory. But now it’s gone! It’s not the original one you drew!

Hawks has seen you explode before, so he immediately tried to stop you as soon as he sensed something was wrong. But it can no longer stop you, because the protective layer have completely separated you from them.

"Fuck you!" you roared angrily.

You flew up into the air and left Todoroki Abode, leaving everyone behind. When Hawks saw this, he put his hands on the back of his head and stood in front of Dynamight and said helplessly.

"No.1... This is the second time I've seen her lose her temper. She cherishes everything she owns. Be careful." Hawks warned Dynamight.

"Tch! Fucking..." Dynamight stomped his feet.

"The power is so wow..." Touya sighed.

"Hawks, will she be okay?" Rei asked nervously.

"Ermmm... She will come back naturally. I just don't know where she goes every time." Hawks raised his head in confusion.

You once danced with joy because you got this collector's edition photo. Not only was he graffitied by Dynamight, he was also burned by Endeavor. Although you are very happy that Natsuo gave it to you, it is not the original one for you.

The phone rang and it said it was Dynamight. You turned off the ringtone and ignored him. You check your email and see that there is a job request from U.A. for an interview. You reply to the email, put your mood in order and fly home immediately.

You go home, take off Dynamight's jacket and throw it aside. He ran into the study and put away Endeavor's collector's edition photos. Get a set of formal clothes and go to the bathroom to take a shower to get rid of the alcohol smell.

You turn on the shower and let the water soak you. You feel uncomfortable thinking about Dynamight's graffiti just now, but losing such a temper seems a bit excessive. Ignore that idiot and think about the work first.

U.A.High School Afternoon—

After arriving at U.A., Eraser Head explained to you that this time you will be interviewed by students. So need to pay attention to their words, because this is their homework to understand the hero.

The location is the school auditorium, you stand backstage preparing. You are a little nervous, but you must keep your emotions in check. You are already a professional hero, put away your lack of confidence.

"Uh-hmm, please keep quiet. Today U.A. invites a professional hero to be interviewed. Please bear with her. Wind Breaker." Eraser Head took the microphone and said.

You come out from backstage and Erase Head hands you the microphone. You took it and waved hello to the students in the audience. The students in the audience applauded warmly to express their welcome.

"Hello, I am Wind Breaker and I am a professional hero. Just call me Wind. I am honored to be your interviewee today. Please bear with me and pay attention." You simply introduced yourself.

The classmates in the audience raised their hands to attract your attention. You smile warmly and say hello to them. Eraser Head records interviews with you and students and sends them to the principal and Social Media for reporting.

"What kind of mentality does Wind Breaker need to become a hero?" Student A asked.

"I think you have to put away your lack of confidence no matter what happens. You have to protect people and you can't be afraid. If Villain knew about it, he would target your weaknesses." You expressed your thoughts.

"Do you like your Quirks? Because my Quirks are floating, sometimes poor control can cause trouble to me." Student B asked.

"To be honest, I used to be scared by my Quirks. But it really helped me a lot after I got used to it." You answered with a smile.

“Have you ever felt confused about your own ideas?” asked classmate C.

"There must be! So I was a little conflicted, but after I thought about it, it was fine." You explained.

"How do you usually spend your day?" Student D asked.

"I work most of the time. Heroes' working hours are irregular, so I have to rush to the scene as soon as there is work. When I have free time, I give myself time to think about some problems or play games." You answered.

"Ask you! Who is your No. 1 hero?" Classmate E shouted.

"Wow! Ermmm... The two No.1 heroes in my mind are All Might and Endeavor." You said enthusiastically.

"Do you think you are suitable to be a hero?" Student F asked.

"I was not suitable before because I didn't like to talk or interact. Now I feel that I am very suitable." You answered with a smile.

"Can we become independent heroes?" asked classmate G.

"As long as you face anything bravely, you can do it!" you encourage them.

The two-hour interview and lecture have ended. The school proposed a special surprise for you to interact with their students. You step off the stage and wave to them, some ask for your autograph, and some ask for a photo with you.

You also worked hard to let those students understand the concept of heroes! Come on! students!

It was already evening time when it officially ended. You go to the lounge to rest alone before going home. Having to eat dinner before going home is a problem that worries you every day.

"Is there anything delicious nearby..." You leave the lounge.

You are walking alone on the street wondering what to eat. You happened to walk to a ramen shop that you had been to before with Dynamight. After hesitating for a moment, you opened the door and walked in because you were feeling hungry.

The owner recognizes who you are at a glance and greets you warmly. He takes you to a seat in the corner and you order a bowl of pork ramen. While waiting, you looked at your phone and saw several contacts and messages from the idiot Dynamight.

By the way, your phone was on silent mode just now. But you still can't forgive him! unacceptable! You want to beat him up! Jealous guy! You ignored his message and looked at something else on your phone.

U.A. officially uploaded the video of the recent interview online. The video you saw recorded the interaction with the students and the content of the lecture. The first experience is worth remembering.

When you hear the doorbell ring you know a customer has arrived. The owner took him to his seat naturally. While looking at your phone, you vaguely feel someone is next to you. You turned around and saw it was Dynamight.

You ignored him and continued looking at your phone. You don't hate him, but that is your treasure! Just trample on your things casually. Oh shit! I get annoyed every time I look at that face!

"What a coincidence, your friend arrived first." The owner said with a smile.

"I don't know him." You said coldly and continued to ignore him.

Dynamight tells the boss not to interfere in your affairs. The owner went back to cooking ramen while Dynamight sat at the table next to you. Assume that he is self-aware and sees you go far away. Very annoying.

"The interview was good." He suddenly mentioned.

Did he watch your interview? So happy to be praised by him, but really don't want to pay attention to him! You continued to ignore him looking at your phone. You really want to talk to him, but you still can't forgive him for trampling on your things.

When the owner serves it, you pick up your chopsticks and get ready to eat! It smells so good! You put some noodles in your mouth and eat it, the soup base is so fragrant! The ramen is amazing! You knew it was delicious the first time you ate it, and it was just as delicious the second time!

"So cute." He said looking at you.

"Damn it, you're so annoying! I'm not in the mood to eat noodles anymore!" You put down your chopsticks.

After you finished speaking, he stood up and left the ramen shop. Is he really angry? Impatient? Could it be that you are too angry? While you were thinking, suddenly he walked in with two bags and sat in front of you.

"You're not welcome, go away." You said helplessly.

"There's space here," he said.

"Fuck you..." you complained.

He placed the two bags in front of you. He looked at you with a smirk on his face, you were confused as to what he wanted to do. He gestured for you to open it and take a look, with a confident face on his face.

You take it and open the bag to see what's inside. Eh? It's a red-themed box with 3D red words printed on it, which says No.1 era Endeavor Costume Figure! This is the version you can’t buy! Heard it’s still a high price!

"Hedgehog! Where did you buy it?! I've been looking for it for a long time and can't find it!" You looked at Endeavor's figure with bright eyes.

"I asked a friend to find it, do you want it?" Dynamight asked you.

"Yes! Give me the contact!" You took out your phone and asked for the contact.

"I'll give it to you." He said suddenly.

"Huh? Why? I bought it myself." You stared at the box.

"The dead eagle told me that you cherish those things, and I trampled on your priceless treasures. I want to apologize..." He said in a good voice.

"Wtf..." You were shocked.

He's so fucking cute in front of you! What's going on with this guy! Why is his cute scene so endearing! Bear with it! Don't be tempted by him! There's Endeavor and the fucking adorable Dynamight right in front of me!

"Why are you apologizing? You can ignore me." You asked.

"If you weren't around to bother me, I would be even more bored." The corners of his mouth raised.

"Idiot...don't do that next time. Or I'll kill you." You held Endeavor's figure box.

"Reconciliation?" He smiled slightly.

"I'll forgive you this time, next time I'll ignore you." You blushed and looked at Endeavor's box to hide your shyness.

"Damn, obviously very happy." He pinched your cheek.

"Damn it! What's in the other box?" You slapped his hand away.

"Take a look," he said.

"Is it All Might!?" You hugged him excitedly.

"Idiot! Be better!" he shouted.

Take it out and look at it excitedly! What the fucking hell is this! Dynamight classic figure super limited edition? ! How much does this guy want you to collect his things?

"This is a super limited edition... I don't care about it at all! I'll sell it later!" You said.

"If you dare try it, I'll blow up your Endeavor and you'll know!" He threatened you.

"Tch...I reluctantly accept it..." You pouted.

"Good girl." He stroked your head gently.

You reluctantly reconciled with Dynamight...but you were still upset with him, so you added more side dishes and considered it his treat! But he didn't complain but looked at you eating with loving eyes...

Part 11 end.

*If you have any ideas, you can leave them in the comment section, and I will try to add in the story.*

[lordarsonizzzzt]

May I request some 3am breakfast date headcanons? Whichever doctors you want!

YES FLUFF BRING IT ONNNN

3 AM DATES HEADCANONS

CHARACTERS: DRAVEN AND TALLORAN, EVERETT KING, ICEBERG, ALTO CLEF.

DRAVEN & TALLORAN

✭ You were sleeping until a nightmare woke you up, you went to the kitchen to get a glass of water and gave a look at the clock that your roomates put on the kitchen, it read '3 AM.'

✭ "The hour of the devil" you thought and laughed a little, a few minutes passed and you were joined by a tired Draven who woke up from, you guessed it, a nightmare. You both started chatting while he made you both some tea.

✭ Other minutes passed, the clock now read '3:10 AM.' and Talloran also woke up because of how loud you two were getting while talking about fnaf lore.

✭ He stared at both of you and smiled slightly, fixing himself some tea to join the chatting.

✭ An idea popped up in your head and you voiced it without thinking.

✭ "We should bake a cake and watch some movies"

✭ The boys looked at you and decided that yes, that is what you were going to do that night, even if in like 5 hours both of them had to go to work.

✭ You drived around searching for a shop that was open and bought everything you needed and a little more.

✭ Now the 'we should bake' was more of a Draven should bake while Talloran and you helped with bringing stuff everytime he asked.

✭ While you guys waited for it to be done, you discussed what movie to watch. The clock now read '4 AM'.

✭ You settled with watching Shrek and see how many movies of it you can watch before falling asleep/having to go to work.

✭ Your cake almost got burned but you managed to save it.

✭ The first to fall asleep again was Draven, with his head on Talloran's shoulder and his hand on your hip. Talloran and you didn't stop until their alarm went off at 7 o'clock and they had to get ready for work.

✭ You wonder why they put their uniforms in a bag... But meh, you were tired and you didn't want to get in a fight to find out what they worked as, so you went to sleep.

DR KING

❀ This man got awaken by fucking apple seeds, so he decided to call you to see if you were awake.

❀ Lucky him! you picked up after two rings and you started chatting while he went to get a coffee ready, he knew he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.

❀ You told him that you both could go walk around in a park or something, but the idea of doing that at 3 AM didn't sit right with him, so you suggested that he went to your house and you could watch horror videos.

❀ He said yeah why not and left his coffee undone on the living room table, got some comfy clothes on and went over to your place.

❀ You had made some popcorn and on the way he got some chips and drinks, and so you were cuddling on the couch while watching videos that made you squeeze his hand a little too hard. King was pretty happy because in your presence the apples seeds seem to stop coming.

❀ When he went to work that day, no one could understand how Dr 'I hate my life and apple seeds' King had a smile in his face the whole day and seemed to not care about the seeds that much.

ICEBERG

❄︎ He woke you up with speakers blasting 'You give love a bad name', then asked you if you wanted take out.

❄︎ Well, you are awake now so you said yes.

❄︎ When you went to the living room you did not expect to find a blanket + pillow fort and the TV on the floor.

❄︎ He told you to get in and pick a movie/serie/video to watch, so you did. Inside it was warm and there were a lot of bottles of soda around and two wine glasses, for some reason?

❄︎ He came back with food on his hands and sat next to you, seeing what you chose to watch.

❄︎ "... Why R/Slash?"

❄︎ You just watched reddit histories all night while drinking Cola from your fancy glass and eating hamburguers.

❄︎ If you differ on a history you would get into an argument and then go back to watching.

❄︎ That day he was a little more,,, passive at work, he didn't throw any chairs at some random researcher.

DR CLEF

✴︎ You were having a nice sleep until you heard things outside your window.

✴︎ You got up and before you could open it a rock hitted it, luckily the glass didn't broke.

✴︎ Before you could yell at whoever was doing that you heard a knock on your door and went to the entrance to see what the hell was going on.

✴︎ " 'S ME, CLEF, OPEN UP"

✴︎ You sighed and did so, finding your boyfriend with a really big smile, on what you suppoused were 'working clothes'.

✴︎ "LET'S GO TO MCDONALDS" "babe it's 3 AM, I doubt McDonalds is-" "I CHECKED, IT IS"

✴︎ So, it wasn't but he wanted to do something with you and, I mean, he might as well use his powers for something right?

✴︎ You two went and ate,,, lunch?? there. Clef was being his disgusting but cute self chewing with his mouth open while you yelled at him to stop.

✴︎ He smiled softly when he saw you laugh and if you were quick enough you could see his eyes soften too, oh how he wished he could hear you laugh everyday.

✴︎ He drove around and let you pick the music, but the usn was starting to come out and even if he's queer, he wishes that it wouldn't (get it? bc its ocming out...)

✴︎ He dropped you at your house and gave you a 'goodbye' kiss before you went inside, got inside his car and gripped the steering wheel hard while he tried to stop some tears from falling.

✴︎ He then drove to his apartment and got changed to go to work, oh how he wishes he could tell you why he can barely spend time with you, how he has to beg the 05 to let him go out without supervision, how he has to hide everything from you and lie to your face.

✴︎ Even a good night couldn't take away the bitter taste that train of thought left him.

[musyroom599]

Hey guys at the end of the chapter there's a IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT.

Lost kitten p8

You where in a cat carrier or at least that's what eraserhead called it. Apparently he was dropping you off at hizashi's house for the weekend.

Apparently he had some important hero stuff to attend to in another city and Eri would be staying with someone named Mirio.

Eraserhead picked up the cat carrier as he got out of his car and walked towards a town house. He walked towards the town house and knocked on the door.

The loud man known as Hizashi opened the door. "Sho Hey! Long time no see!" The blonde says excitedly and eraserhead sighs.

"we saw each other like two hours ago", Eraserhead rolls his eyes as he walks into the town house.

"still to long to be apart from my best friend!!" The blonde playfully hits eraserhead on the back and you hiss violently.

"hey it's okay calm down" eraser head says sitting down the cat carrier on the floor and opening the cage door.

You glare at Hizashi as you jump into eraserheads arms. "You'll be staying with Hizashi for the next three days. And I need you to behave okay?" He says not expecting a response.

After eraserhead give about a thirty minute long run down on how to take care of you he walks out the door.

Leaving you and Hizashi alone. You both stare at each other and Hizashi smiles. "Well it's just me and you kitty" he smiles and goes to pet you.

You back up and hiss slightly. "Okay okay I get it you don't like me but I'm sure we can get to know each other."

And that's how your three day long turture started.

--★day 1★--

you woke up to an obnoxious alarm blaring from hizashi's room. if you weren't trying to hide your human form you'd hit Hizashi for having an obnoxious alarm.

Luckily for you Eraserhead didn't need an alarm and just got up the same time every day. And if he didn't you had his back.

You sit on hizashi's couch and watch him come out of his room wall across his room and into his bathroom. You continuously watch him as he goes about his morning routine.

After about ten minutes of him getting dressed and all that human junk. He walks into the living room and almost screams when he sees you.

"omg I am so sorry I forgot you where my temporary roommate." He laughs slightly and you continue to glare at him.

Hizashi sets down your water and food bowl and your water bowl. And pauses before putting anything in them.

"how much did sho say to give you for breakfast?" He looks at you then at the food and water bowl.

You internally roll your eyes and hope on top of the counter. And you pick up the half a cup of scoop and hand it to him.

He looks at you suspiciously. "Did you just understand me?" he questions and you start getting nervous.

"guess cats are smarter then I thought" he laughs and fills your food and water bowl.

You stare at him wondering if he was joking or if he knew and was now telling you or what the heck just happened

After a while he leaves for his pro hero work you decide to do some snooping.

You shift into your human form and shake off and walk around. You go into his room and look around.

You see a picture of what seems to be Hizashi and eraserhead they where younger but what is strange to you is there's a blue haired boy also in the picture.

You look at the picture curiously. "Who come Eraserhead never told me about this boy...I want to meet him..I hopes he's not as loud as Hizashi." You smile to yourself and continue your search.

You find nothing of significance. And plop down on his couch. You shift to your human form and fall asleep in the sunlight.

A while later you wake to Hizashi coming in the door. You stare at him as he pours some cat food into your dish and fills your water bowl.

He goes into his room and let down his hair and changes into a band tee and jeans.

He comes out and sits on the couch watching TV. Around this time you Eraserhead and sometimes Eri would watch TV and cuddle. And you personally didn't want ruin your schedule.

You hopped into hizashi's lap and curled into a ball. "Kitty what are you doing?" Hizashi chuckles a bit as he scratches right behind your ear.

You start purring and head but his hand wanting more pets. And he gives in and pets you more.

__★day 2★__

Not much of anything different happened in the morning expect Hizashi slept through his alarm clock which was annoying cuz you had to wake him up to turn it off.

Apparently Hizashi had a talkshow or something that he runs. And he apparently was supposed to do that today and he brought you along as your 'special guest'.

Most of the time was mostly him talking to random people he didn't know one the phone and at one point he had you answer a call which didn't go well.

When he brought you home for the day he texted Eraserhead telling him about the fact you mad an appearance on his podcast.

After Hizashi texted him that they had a long talk over the phone about Hizashi asking for eraserheads permission before dragging me into his junk.

__★ day 3__

The last day of this little adventure and you where happy about it. Not that you disliked Hizashi. Or you didn't anymore he was nice and okay. But you wanted to get back to your peaceful life with eraserhead.

After Hizashi left for work which he strangely didn't but on a hero custom to do you went and layed down on his bed in your human form.

You hear something move from the door way to hizashi's room and you look up to see him standing there confused but ready to fight.

"who are you what are you doing in my house and where's kitty!" He yells all these questions that it makes your head hurt.

"I..um.. potato?" You curse yourself eternally for saying the first thing that came to your head.

"potato? That's the best you got?" Hizashi questions and you sigh.

"um I can answer your questions..but please don't get made..mad whatever you do don't tell eraserhead!" You feel panic rising in your chest.

"why would I tell sho that some random lady with cat ear and a cat....." He pauses and seems to connect all the dots in his mind.

"....you kitty!?!" He yells surprised and stunned. Your breath quickens and tears fall from your eyes afraid he was going to be mad and hit you like your last owners.

"are you crying?.. don't cry" Hizashi cups your face in his hands and smiles.

"I'm not mad just... confused." He sighs.

After you stop crying you sit down and explain everything to Hizashi.

"so even sho dosn't know about this?" You nod. "Please don't tell him." You look down. "Okay but..do you plan on keeping this a secret forever?" He waits patiently for your response and you sigh.

"well...that was the plan." You sigh nervously.

"Hmm.. I don't think that's going to work." He chuckles slightly.

"please I'll tell him eventually but ....just for now can you keep my secret?" You look at him with pleading eyes.

"fine but you gotta tell sho eventually." He says smiling.

"thank you so much...also I have a question..what is earserheads name?...cuz a police officer called him Eraserhead and you call him sho...but Eri calls him dad...but i think the last one is just a title. He just laughs at the question.

"his real names shota but my nickname for him is sho. And eraserhead is his hero name."

You sit there stunned and look. Back up at him. "...oh...thats complicated" Hizashi just laughs.

After that you guys hang out like normal people which is nice for you. You'd never had a normal human interaction and it was amazing. You ever got to eat pizza!

You eventually fell asleep which caused you to turn back into your cat form.

When you woke up it was to shota's gruff gentle voice. "kitty it's time to go" he says quietly why he pets you.

He stands up picking you up and grabbing a duffle bag with your stuff in it.

Before you guys leave you hop out of shota's arms and rub against hizashi's legs happily.

"looks like guys are on friendly terms now" shota remarks and you hop back into his arms purring.

You guys head home and soon shota leaves to pick up Eri.

___♥️___

Important announcement

Hey guys sorry I haven't been posting but I got Wattpad and I'v been posting on there so I've been debating on posting lost kitten on there. It would be a lot more..formal?....or well written I suppose.

But my account on there is mushyroom599 the same name it is on here 🙄 (i like the name)

Anyway I'd still post lost kitten on here but not as often and it's be better written out on Wattpad. I don't know if I am going to do that or not but you guys get to help me decide. (No guarantee I'll go exactly by the results but whatever

(also in the Wattpad version there will probably be some language but it'll be more detailed and better in my opinio)

So go check out my wattpad...if you want

[aceofbooks]

Afternoon! For the asks games, may I ask

8, 13, 27, 46.

thank you!

Hi Eliza! Hope you had a good day! 🩶

-- -- --

8. How many water bottles are in your room right now?

Zero! Husband and I each have an insulated cup with a lid (keeps the cat from knocking them over 😂) for water in the middle of the night, but neither of those are really water bottles (they're at max 12 oz too, so I'm not cheating by refusing to label a giant thermos as a water bottle 😂). As for my office, I have a coffee mug and a glass of water. I don't have an assignment right now, so I don't have my water bottle with me!

13. When was the last time you ate?

I'm eating right now! A toasted plain bagel with creamy peanut butter and a couple slices of bacon. I have it almost every single day. (When you sent this ask, I hadn't eaten since about 2:30 AM, which was a couple scoops of strawberry ice cream and some hot fudge before going to bed.)

27. About how many hours of sleep did you get?

Didn't fall asleep until probably 5....? Woke up at 7:30 with Husband.... And didn't fall back asleep until after he left at 8:30.... And then woke up with my alarms at 9, 11, 1 and 2. So 8 if we're being generous.

46. Your favorite holiday film?

Which holiday are we discussing? Because I love Rise of the Guardians, but that's "technically" an Easter movie (like Frozen is "technically" a summer movie). I do really enjoy Christmas with the Cranks. Oh! Also, The Year Without Santa Claus! Prep and Landing are a series of shorts from Disney that I find very charming. I really want to watch Violent Night, but I've forgotten about it the last two years, and it feels wrong to not watch it around Christmas. And the Winnie the Pooh holiday specials have my whole heart.

-- -- --

Thank you for stopping by! 🩶

Weirder asks

[pbandjesse]

We are in the car going home from my parents house. It was really really nice to visit them. But I never really got over being tired today. Which made me really frustrated. I felt very frustrated with myself a lot today.

It started last night. I was able to fall asleep but not as early as I had hoped. I woke up a few times but it wasn't horrible sleep. I woke up before my alarm. James came in to check on me and I requested a little more time.

When I got up for real James was brining all of our laundry to the car. Because we were taking advantage of my parents' machines. I really liked my outfit but I felt kind of ugly. Not for any reason. I was just feeling bad.

I tried blow drying my hair a little and that helped a little. But I was feeling really upset inside. James has made me a little sandwich and poured me a soda but it was to syrupy and I didn't like it. And then I forgot my water and was upset when we got to the car and James didn't unlock it fast enough and it was all dumb stuff but I was not having fun.

Then the sun was in my face the entire drive. Like it was painful. I was sure I was going to get sunburn. And no matter where I put my hands I couldn't keep it out of my eyes. Eventually I would lay my head on the middle console and just try not to think about it.

It was a pretty quick two hours. We are closer to the 95 entrance now so we have shaved almost a full half hour off the drive to Philly so that's pretty cool.

I was really happy to see my parents. My dad was playing the guitar when we got there. And the dogs were all excited. Mom met us at the door. Hugs all around.

After James said hello they ran downstairs to start running out laundry through. Dad joined me and mom in the living room and James would join us soon. And we spent some time just talking. About the house mostly. It was really nice.

I really want them to come visit and see the house. I know that it might be difficult for my dad but I really hope they can come soon.

Mom asked me to come downstairs to go through some stuff. I was a little startled by her baby doll collection. But whatever makes her happy.

She had some lazy susans for us and a shadow box and a little metal shelf. I would go through some of my thesis diorama boxes to bring to a workshop I have later this month. And Mom gave me a couple bowls which are greatly appreciated.

We would sit in the kitchen for a little. Dad was on the phone so we didn't want to bother him but eventually we decided we wanted to order lunch so we all moved back to the living room. And decided to order from the pizza place they like.

While we waited for food we moved to the table, where mom had set up a cake and some presents for me. She had already given me some beautiful gold earrings, but the candle and origami book and container are all appreciated too! They sang for me and it was really sweet.

Me and Dad looked at pictures of the house and soon the dogs were freaking out because someone was at the door. It was our lunch!

And lunch was good. We talked. About the house. About trying for kids. No one said I was mean to James for once. We talked about me being in the ER and how scary it was being so sick. But my cough was still there today so I was struggling a little at time. I think it's probably why I never got any more energy today.

We had cake and soon after that my brother called to let me know he was outside. It was so nice to see him. He felt terrible about missing my birthday. But it was just good to have him there. Even if he talks so much. While accusing me of talking to much. Silly.

The afternoon was great though. Just talking and telling stories. Talking through dad and his fears and how much me and Steve want to encourage him but also not wanting to push to hard. We both understand and don't understand. We just want him to be healthy and happy.

Mom is taking a lot of steps to take care of herself though and I'm so proud of her for that. And Dad I starting therapy again this week. So I really hope they can get him to a place where he isn't so afraid. I was really happy to see he had moved for the walker to arm crutches. That's progress! And progress is so important.

Around 4 I was starting to get very tired. Steve and dad were on a long rant and I wanted to tell them a joke before we left and I had to wait forever but it got a very good laugh in the end and then it was time to go.

Around 445 we had lots of hugs. And we grabbed the last of our things and headed out.

James took me to Wawa to get a pretzel. Held my hand. I appreciate them so much. Giving up their whole day off just for me. They're the best husband.

And now we are heading home. We should be back at 7 and I'm hoping to take a shower and get in bed. I'm not feeling amazing. Not feeling emotionally defeated but physically I still feel not great. I really hope tomorrow I feel better.

Tomorrow we are also getting the movers for the last few pieces and we can really pull everything together. I'm excited.

I hope you all have a great night. And take care of yourselves. Goodnight my friends. Until next time.

[prettywhenibleed]

𝕶𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝖄𝖔𝖚 (Kill For You)

Pt 2

Fem!Reader x Paul

Most of this chapter is just the reader, Paul doesn’t make an appearance until the end. 

TW: Physical abuse, not the happiest chapter, language

That night, I found it kind of difficult to fall asleep. I was tired, very tired, but I was also really excited about tomorrow night. As I lay in bed, my head swimming with thoughts of Paul, I sat up a bit and I picked up the necklace from where I had put it on the bedside table. I held it up to admire it for a moment before clasping it around my neck. It was a pretty simple necklace. Just a chain with a bat on it. But I loved it so much. I don’t know what it is about bats, but I’ve always just loved them. Besides, since Paul had gifted it to me, it made it all the more special to me. Its weird to say this about someone that I have only just met.. But I feel like I can really, and I mean truly trust Paul. I feel so comfortable and safe with him. God! I must sound completely insane. I let out a huff and flopped my head back down onto the pillow. I laid there in the dark for what seemed like hours, before I eventually managed to drift off to sleep.

I woke up the next day later than usual. I rolled over onto my side to check the time on my alarm clock. 1:12 pm. Shit! I cant believe that I slept in that long. I guess I shouldn’t really be that surprised since I did stay out until nearly 2am. I quickly got up and made my way to my bathroom. It's times like these where I'm glad that I have a bathroom connected to my bedroom. I stripped out of my clothes from last night, only now realising that in my daze from last night, I had forgotten to change. Once in the shower, I felt my muscles relax under the, admittedly very hot, water. I let our a content sigh.

After my shower and getting dressed for the day, I carefully made my way downstairs. Trying to be as quiet as possible. I didn't want to do anything that might set my parents off. I hated the weekends. Purely for the fact that both of my parents would be home all day for the next two days. I silently prayed that, for whatever reason, they had decided to go out today. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I found that I was out of luck. I could hear my parents in the kitchen. I almost debated turning back around and going back to my room before they noticed me..... But yet again, I was shit out of luck. "Get your ass in here now!" I heard my dad yell from the kitchen. I closed my eyes, took a deep, shaky breath, and slowly made my way into the room. As soon as I stepped foot in there, I was met with a swift and harsh slap to the face. I stumbled back, not expecting to be attacked. I held my now throbbing cheek with my hand. I tried my best stop the tears from making their way out of my eyes. I wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction of seeing me cry. I just remained silent as I looked at her with a blank look in my eyes. "Where the HELL were you last night?" My mom screeched. Hands on her hips and a rage in her blue eyes that I've become all to familiar with. I wracked my brain, trying to come up with an excuse that would be believable. "Well? Answer your mother you disrespectful little shit." My dad said, walking up behind me and smacking me in the back of the head. I flinched in pain as his large hand made contact with my head. "I-I’m sorry. I just.. I went for a walk and lost track of time." I tried to tell them. My plan of not letting them see me cry, quickly getting harder and harder to achieve. I tried taking deep, shaky breaths to calm myself and bury the need to cry deep down. "Fucking idiot. Can’t do anything right." My dad said in a low, patronizing voice.

After they decided that they had had their fill of abusing me, I was able to make my way back up to my room. The second I reached my room I locked myself in my bathroom, fell to the floor, and proceeded to bawl my eyes out. I have never, and probably will never, understand why my parents hate me so much. I never did anything to them.... At least, I don’t think I did. Either way, I am stuck here. This is just my life. At least now, for the first time in my life, I have something... Someone to look forward to seeing. Paul. The thought of him was enough to bring me back down to earth. I lifted my head from my knees and leaned it back to rest on the cabinet, under the sink, that I was sitting on the floor in front of. I tried to steady my breathing, taking long, deep breaths. Focusing on the fact that I needed to pull myself together so I didn’t look a complete mess when I meet up with Paul later tonight. I was sat on the bathroom floor for another half hour or so, before I felt composed enough to slowly pull myself to my feet. I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror. I sighed at what I saw. I looked like a complete mess. And to make matters worse, I had a swollen, red mark that almost completely covered my left cheek. I really hope it goes down before I am supposed to meet Paul. I have no idea what I am going to say to him if it doesn’t. I filled up the sink with cold water and used that to clean my face and maybe try and make myself NOT look like I had just been hit and then bawled my eyes out.

It was about 7 pm now, and thankfully, I looked almost completely back to normal.. Save for a bit of lingering redness, but that can be covered up with a little bit of makeup. I'll be having to start my walk to the boardwalk soon. I've already gotten ready. I don’t really have to do that much besides get dressed, brush my hair and, when needed, put makeup in certain places to cover any evidence of my parents hatred towards me. I felt around the back of my head to check on how that was feeling. It wasn’t really that bad anymore. I mean when it happened, it felt like my dad almost knocked me out, but now it was only slightly tender. I should be grateful it didn't get any worse than it did. I tried to shake away those feelings and thoughts, and just focus on the night ahead. Ready, I walked over to my window and climbed through. Repeating the actions from last night. My heart always raced like crazy when I did this. Knowing that at any moment, one or both of my parents could catch me, and that... That punishment would put me out of commission for weeks. I didn't sneak out too often. Only when I really needed to get out for a few hours, but I was never gone for too long, knowing that if my parents walked into my room to find me missing, there would be hell to pay. But now.. Now I felt this unexplainable pull to leave. To spend as much time as I possibly could, with Paul. I didn't know what it was or why he could elicit such strong emotions from me, only having met him last night, but I didn't care. All I knew was that I wanted to see him. To be near him.

After my semi long walk, my feet were finally met with the boardwalk. I sighed with relief. Instantly feeling calmer, knowing that I was only moments away from another amazing night with Paul and the others. As I made my way through the crowd, occasionally bumping into people, I kept my eyes peeled for three blonde heads and one brunette. My search was put to a quick end when I felt someone suddenly grab me and pick me up from behind. My mind immediately going into panic mode and I started to desperately try to free myself. "Hey calm down sugar! It's only me" Paul assured me as he put me down, obviously getting the hint that I probably didn't like being snuck up on and grabbed like that. He honestly didn't mean any harm by it. He was just excited to see you and well, Paul's a very handsy guy. I let out a breath and turned to face him. "Sorry Paul. I just wasn't really expecting to be grabbed like that." I told him before pulling him into a hug. I wanted to let him know that, I too was glad to see him, and that I was fine. Paul instantly, but more gently this time, reciprocated my hug. "I didn't mean to scare you sugar pie. Just happy to see you is all." He said as he pulled away. I just shook my head and waved my hands in a dismissive gesture. "It's okay Paul. Really. I guess I just startle easily." I told him with a small laugh. He raised a brow at me and smirked. "Oh yeah?" He said in a tone that I could only guess meant he had something nefarious going on up in that head of his. "Don't even think about it Paul." I told him with a knowing look. He just broke out in a genuine, sweet smile and laughed. "Ahh! I'm only messing with ya babe." He reassured. Paul wrapped his arm around my shoulders and started to lead me to, I'm guessing, where the others were. I leaned into his side and wrapped my own arm around his waist. Enjoying the comfortable closeness and feeling of safety he provided. Paul looked down and just smiled to himself. He was ecstatic that you was warming up to him so quickly. He would have been pretty bummed out if his mate didn't like him all that much. So he just held onto you a little tighter.

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Dad, but not

SECOND PART \\ THIRD PART

platonic!ranboo x dad!reader

pronouns: he/him

summary: Ranboo's dad (reader) is in town.

You raised Ranboo, like a father would to a child. Although, you weren't his birth-father, or related to him in anyway possible, he still considered you his dad. You had gon through all of his accomplishments with himHe’d brag about you on and no on stream, and when chat would ask to mean you, he'd flat out reject their request with a hard no…. seriously, there's a compilation of it on youtube. He had told you this previously, but soon enough, he would be leaving for the UK to meet up with his friends, you remember their names. Tommy, Tubbo, and Philza. You think back to it.

“I wish you could come with me, dad. You and Phil would get along well…. Probably.” He had said, and you smiled at the thought, it was funny to you. Meeting up with your… kid’s friends and having nothing to talk about. “What would we talk about? I don’t enjoy playing Minecraft like those people.” You spoke, laughing as Ranboo groaned. You laughed whole-heartedly again as you heard the banging on his desk. It was probably his fist. You’d yet to hell him, but you’d be going to Europe for a business trip in a few weeks. Actually, it was the same week as him. It was just 2 days off that your company scheduled the flight. You were ready to tell him, but you heard his “Streaming alarm” go off, so you had to wait.

Your thoughts were ripped away from you by a ping from your phone. You smiled as you looked at it, it was Ranboo and his friend, Tubbo, in the car. Poor kid, he was too tall for the car so he had to slouch down a mile. It made you laugh, so you sent a simple text, being tired and not knowing how to work the phone well enough when you’re sleepy.

My kid sent a message at 6:13am, 9/14/21

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You sent a message at 6:15am, 9/14/21

Lol, happy you’re happy, kid. Keep making me laugh and I won’t be able to sleep.

My kid sent a message at 6:16am, 9/14/21

JNKJNA LOVE YOY TO DAAD

You sent a message at 6:16am, 9/14/21

Grammar, you’re smart.

My kid sent a message at 6:17am, 9/14/21

Ok grandpa, love you too. 🙄

You sent a message at 6:16am, 9/14/21

That’s my boy. Love ya’, kid. ❤

You smiled at your phone, falling asleep shortly after. You’d need it for the 12 hour plane ride.

You woke up tired, there was still 3 hours left on the plane ride. The sun was shining in your face and you could see the clouds close up. You unplugged your phone from the airplane’s charger and chuckled as you saw the notifications. “7 unread messages from him? Jeez kid, I was asleep.” You laughed again as you read the messages. “Met with Tommy, watched a movie, cat… jeez, updating me on every part of your life, aren’t we.” you mumbled. It was funny, so the person beside you laughed. “Sorry, sorry, I heard your mumbling and I thought it was funny, I’m Kristin.” The woman smiled and held out her hand for a handshake. You contoured your body to shake her hand. She smiled and laughed again, shaking her head.

You smiled at the woman, and decided to start a conversation. “So,” you started, “Why are you headed to England?” She smiled, opening her phone. “Well, I’m on my way to see my husband. Just doing a surprise visit, then heading back to work in America.” She spoke, pulling up an image of her husband. ‘He looks familiar…’ You thought before it hit you. “Oh… my lord..” You dragged out, smiling. “Do you know Ranboo? Has your husband talked about him?” You asked. She looked confused, but nodded. You smiled even wider, happy about this situation. “I’m Ranboo’s dad. Well, not biologically, but I know he talks about me in his streams.” Kristin’s eyes lit up in delight and realization, and you two started talking while exchanging phone numbers in the process.

By the time you all stopped talking, the plane had landed and you were both smiling messes. You were happy to be seated by someone who could understand living with a streamer. “Bye Kristin!” You yelled as she walked to her car. Your face blossomed with a smile as she turned around and waved back. You went to the baggage claim area, walking to go get your [color] bag. You grinned as you saw your bag, the doodles from ranboo were littered on the [color] bag. Speed walking over to it, you picked it up and set it on the floor. Adjusting the backpack that was settled on your shoulders, you grabbed the suitcase’s handle and sped off to find your company’s rental car. You walked through the crowds, laughing as you could see over almost everyones’ head. You were really tall amongst these people, at the raging height of 6’2.

You smirked as you reached your company’s car, biting the inner part of your lips. You hopped into the car, it was a Subaru, so this should be fun. You drove right out of the parking garage and sped to your hotel. Once you go there, unpacking all of your things, you decide to walk around the town. You were feeling pretty hungry after only being able to eat crummy plane food, so you wme with your next best bet. Although, throughout this whole time, you didn't tell Ranboo that you would be in England. You only realized this when you heard him. “Y/N?” Your eyes shot open, and you turned around to face him. You could see his confused smile through his mask. “Y/N?” He asked again, and this time you walked right to him, dragged him down, and nuggied his head. “Kid! You scared the crap outta me!” You yelled. Ranboo was hitting your hand, wanting you to let go.

“Hey, man. Get off our friend.” A dark voice spoke. You turned to look at who it was, but a wave of surprise hit you. It was Tommy, with Tubbo and Wilbur behind him. You frowned and flicked Ranboo on his forehead. His hands rushed to cover the spot. “Ow! What the hell, dad?!” The confusion and relief washed over the group’s faces. They know you're not a stranger, but you're his dad? Realization hit Tubbo before anyone else. “Wait!! You're the guy ranboo always talks about on streams!” He shouted. Tommy and Wilbur realized this as well, and smiled. “Oh yeah, I should probably introduce myself.” You started, clearing your throat. “I’m Ranboo's dad…. but not.” You said. The 3 boys gave a roar of laughter to that sentence, and you had to give your two cents of chuckles as well. These next weeks are gonna be amazing.

[mingirn]

nightdreams

jung wooyoung x reader

synopsis: it’s 2am and all you want is to fall back asleep

genres: angst

warnings: unrequited feelings (?), unresolved tension, pining, alcohol, drunk wooyoung, gender neutral reader

word count: 2,6k

1:46 am. The alarm clock on the nightstand shines brightly into your unadjusted eyes, blocky red letters seeming taunting in the dark room. You woke up startled, jolted awake by a loud bang. Too tired to care, it was 2 fucking am, you roll over in an attempt to bring yourself back to sleep. Your eyes have barely closed before another startling bang echoes through the room, and you're just about to exert your voice to yell for your roommate to quit doing whatever is making that sound, then you realize that it's coming from your own window.

And, it's not the first time you've woken up to something (someone) knocking on your window. Your roommate had lost their keys more than once and resorted to climbing up the fire escape and banging against your window in order to get in. There had also been times when you'd found Yeosang knocking on your window, wanting to get inside to see your roommate, unceremoniously disturbing your sleep for reasons you didn't have the energy to question at 3:30 on a Sunday, but you were pretty sure you could guess what motives Yeosang would have. And then, with the way your roommate had looked in the morning, your guesses could only be confirmed. Between your roommate and their boyfriend (or hookup? You weren't entirely sure) harassing you in the middle of the night, you also had a frequent visitor. All in all, it wasn't too uncommon to be woken up at ungodly hours because someone wanted to get in.

You drag yourself out of bed sleepily, quickly wrapping your blanket around your shoulders as you make your way across the room. Your tired eyes aren't used to the bright light from the moon and the street lights shining through the window and you have to squeeze your eyes to be able to see anything. A sweaty and flustered Wooyoung is leaning against his window, puffing out hot breaths of air that fog up the window, revealing shaky little hearts he's drawn into the mist.

"What the fuck..." you mumble, pulling the window open. "Wooyoung, what are you doing here? It's almost two am."

As soon as the window is open, Wooyoung leans forward to climb in, and instantly the smell of alcohol catches in your nose. Cheap alcohol and stale smoke, an all too familiar and nauseating mix that anyone could pinpoint as the pinnacle of the college partying scene.

"I had to see you," Wooyoung answers, a lot quieter and softer than how he usually sounds. "Is your roommate home?"

"No, probably out with Yeosang. Wouldn't you know? He's your best friend, you must have seen them together." you respond. It's the same party Wooyoung has just come from and you wonder how Yeosang had let his best friend get drunk enough that he has forgotten about sound reasoning altogether.

Wooyoung seems to take your confirmation that the dormitory is empty as an invitation to climb inside, and he stumbles through the window, landing on the floor with a loud thud. Fighting the urge to sigh (or curse him out), you help him onto two feet, keeping your blanket secured around yourself. You make sure to close the window behind him once he's inside, lest he gets the idea to climb back outside.

"You smell awful, Woo." you murmur, scrunching his nose at him.

"Rude." he replies. He spins around quickly and takes a step towards your bed before he sits down, bouncing slightly on the mattress.

"No, Wooyoung, absolutely not. You can't be in my bed smelling like that. Let's get you cleaned up." you scold him, pulling Wooyoung away from the bed by grabbing his wrist firmly, tugging him towards the bathroom. Exasperated, you wonder quietly to yourself how you had gone from sleeping soundly in bed just twenty minutes ago to now having to deal with your stupid, drunk, flailing mess of a friend. A drunk, idiotic friend you might have a crush on. A moronic, drunk friend that you might have wanted to avoid tonight, going so far as to reject his invitation to the party in order to keep away from him.

You wish you could just go back to sleep.

Wooyoung has enough foresight to sit himself down on the toilet after you struggle to guide him through the dark dorm. Wooyoung is lean and lanky as it is, with long limbs and huge hands that he barely has control over when he's sober and seemingly impossible to keep in check when he's drunk. His hands tug at you, pulling at the blanket to try to get in under it, fighting hard to wrap his arms around you in a hug.

"Woo, listen to me," you call for his attention. "I'm going to get you a glass of water, yeah? While I'm gone you can get washed up. Here."

You instruct him by handing him soap and turning the faucet on, and thankfully, he starts washing his hands. Quite sloppily, water splashing across your sink in his effort, but you can't count your losses now. It satisfies you enough to leave him to tend to himself while you make a quick detour to your room, exchanging the blanket around you for a sweater, and then fetching a glass of water for Wooyoung. It probably won't be enough to sober him up in the slightest, but it's something.

When you come back into the bathroom Wooyoung has done his best at trying to clean himself up. Half his hair is wet, the freshly dyed black hair sticks to his forehead and drips of water. He looks like a wet dog, you think, and for a moment you consider teasing him for it, but it won't do good if he can't remember it tomorrow.

Wooyoung gulps down the water so quickly that some of it escapes his mouth and drips down his chin. The front of his shirt is damp with water and there are random wet spots on the front of his jeans. When you take a closer look at his clothes you register just how dirty Wooyoung is, patches of dirt and grass soaked into the knees of his jeans and sticky stains reeking of alcohol on his shirt. It's highly unusual for him to be so messy but you also know that the parties Wooyoung went to could get really crazy really fast - you'd borne witness to it countless times -, so you decide not to ask him about it. Maybe tomorrow, when he has sobered up.

"Wooyoung, your clothes are dirty... We need to get them off of you," you tell him, grabbing ahold of the hem of his shirt. He doesn't even hesitate in raising his arms, letting you slide the clothing over his head with ease.

"If you wanted to get me naked you could have just asked me." he says, the corners of his mouth tugging up into a smirk. That typically charming and even more astute smile, so typically Wooyoung, so typical of your stupid best friend that makes your heart race by just curling the corners of his mouth. You know it's just drunk talk, nothing more than liquid courage speaking, but a charmed heat still flushes your cheeks at his flirting.

"Not naked, you've got to keep your underwear on." you laugh nervously, feeling timid at just the mention of Wooyoung naked in front of you - for you?. You make a fumbling motion for him to take off his pants as you fold his shirt, making a mental note to remind him to throw it in the wash as soon as he can.

"I don't mind, you know." Wooyoung smiles, fumbling with his belt. "Someone as pretty as you wanting me in my underwear..."

"Oh my god," you snort, something between a laugh and a scoff. "If sober Wooyoung could hear you right now he'd beat your ass."

You watch as he struggles to get his belt undone, swatting his hands away and helping him to unbuckle it. Wooyoung breathes in a hiss when you pull the belt out of the loops in his jeans, and then he sings out a 'thank you'. You have to fight off the urge to laugh, though this was far from the first time you'd seen Wooyoung drunk it had never been to this degree, and it would be a lie to say that you weren't enjoying watching him embarrass himself. Furthermore, the fact that you had a huge crush on him didn't really help either, you'd probably find him endearing would he be the last man on earth.

"Sober Wooyoung thinks you're pretty too." Wooyoung says. He pulls his pants off, sitting down on the toilet to keep himself from falling as he pulls his pants over his ankles.

"I'm sure he does." you mumble. You hope he doesn't notice the way your expression falls, but with his level of intoxication, you suspect he won't. In a way, it was comforting to think that he probably won't recollect any of this tomorrow morning, but a small part of you also hopes he will. More than anything, you wish he would tell you things like this while he was sober. You wish he would say these kinds of things and mean them, like truly mean them, beyond just a friend being kind.

You collect Wooyoungs pants and socks from the floor and put them in the pile with his shirt. Then you grab a towel, dabbing away the beads of water rolling down his face and doing your best to dry his damp hair.

"There," you smile, finished drying him. "Looking good."

"Not as good as you!" Wooyoung smiles back. He reaches out towards you and plants his hands over your hips, rough fingers grabbing onto you and squeezing into your sides. Skinship is second nature to Wooyoung, as common as laughing and as regular as breathing, so by all accounts, it should not come as a surprise to you when Wooyoung pulls you closer. He looks up at you, some far-away look in his eyes as he rubs little circles into your hips with his thumbs. The heat in your cheeks spreads now, washing over you in overwhelming warmth. Not only is this the same boy you've had a crush on for months, the boy that makes your heart beat furiously with nothing but his eyes on you, this is also him in his underwear, looking up at you with such adoration in his eyes, and his slender fingers cupping your hips.

You shake yourself back to reality when Wooyoungs hands start to trail higher, stopping their travel by covering his hands with your own.

"Let's get you to bed, okay?" you mumble, offering a fake smile to the drunk boy in front of you. Wooyoung stands up, hands resting on your waist now, his face just a few inches away from yours. His breath hits your face, smelling of your toothpaste and faint alcohol, and you close your eyes instinctively.

"Come on." you encourage him, quickly pulling away. You can't get caught up in this. Wooyoung is drunk, he has no idea what he's saying or what he's doing right now. He's drunk, and he's also your friend. You don't want to mess anything up by making a move on him, you're best friends, and that's probably all Wooyoung wants you to be.

You pry Wooyoungs hands away from your waist, instead grabbing a hold of his wrist and guiding him back into your bedroom. He lays down, spreading himself all over your bed.

"Do you want another glass of water before I go?" you ask him.

"Before you go?" he repeats. He sits up slightly to lean on his arms, propping himself up on his elbows. "I thought you were gonna sleep here. With me."

"No... I’ll sleep on the couch. You need your space."

You're not so sure who needs the space more, but you're certain that spending the night next to Wooyoung won't make your feelings for him lessen.

Wooyoung huffs and reaches over, grabbing your hand and pulling you down on the bed.

"Come here." he murmurs. His voice is inviting and softer than you've ever heard it sound before. It's comforting, and so is the pleading look on his face.

Wooyoung was so naturally, innately flirty and you've thought many times that that's what made you fall for him. He's so easy to fall for, with his extroverted charm and effortlessly talkative personality, Wooyoung just has an innate sense that makes everyone feel like the most important person in the world just from talking to him. It should be blameless then, that you'd fallen in love with your relentlessly beautiful friend - in fact, you wondered often how everyone else hadn't done the same yet.  

"Come here." Wooyoung repeats himself, this time a little bit louder but still coaxing, still inviting. And you give in, allowing yourself to fall on the bed.

You wait until Wooyoung has adjusted himself under the covers before you pull them back and slide underneath yourself. Laying on your back, your eyes focus somewhere on the ceiling. It's hard to make out anything in the darkness of the room, you're certain it must look like you're staring out into nothingness, but it's all you can manage to do. You can feel his eyes on him from where he's laying on his side, facing towards you. His gaze makes you feel vulnerable, so stupidly small.

"You're so beautiful." he says. His voice is quiet, like he's telling you a secret and it reminds you of sleepovers you had with your friends when you were younger, when they would whisper secrets to each other under the covers.

"Wooyoung..." you protest.

"I mean it. You're fucking beautiful." His voice is louder now and he moves closer as he says it. You can feel your breathing start to come out uneven, suddenly nervous by the way he was inching closer. His proximity and the warmth radiated from his body (his bare body, you remind yourself) accompanied by the words he was speaking makes you feel like flowers are about to bloom in your chest.

"You're drunk." you swallow around a dry throat. Your voice sounds a lot more even and confident than you feel right now. "You don't mean that."

"I do." he says. "You're so pretty. Sometimes it bothers me how pretty you are, because all those guys in school stare at you. It bothers me that they don't realize you're mine."

Your throat closes up, entirely, choking down a sob. Out of your control, your stomach flutters and your heartbeat picks up, your body fooling your mind into rushing excitement. Your heart is an entity separate from yourself, a stupid and mindless being that tricks you into things - things like falling for Wooyoung, and the deceitful belief that what he's saying is the truth. Apart from the conniving beating of your heart, you can make out sound reason. Wooyoung is drunk, he doesn't mean anything he's saying and by tomorrow morning he wouldn't remember any of it at all.

"Wooyoung, you should shut up before you say more shit you’re gonna regret when you sober up." The words come out sounding a lot harsher than you had meant for, and for a split second, you feel bad.

"I mean it." he insists. You sigh, giving up on fighting him.

"Sure," you mumble. "You need to sleep."

He only huffs in response and even though you're not looking at him you can picture the face he's making right now, furrowed brows and pouted lips. You don't bother looking at him to find out though, instead turning around to face away from him. If you have to sleep in the same bed as the guy who had occupied your thoughts for months it would at least be easier if you didn't have to see him. It doesn't do much though, you're still painfully aware of Wooyoung laying next to you.

2:31 am; the clock on your nightstand reads when you feel an arm wrap around your middle.

[tbhchoi]

can't sleep

pairing: optional male bias x gn reader

genre: slice of life, fluff

synopsis: no matter how much you toss and turn, you're unable to fall asleep. giving up, you get out of bed and go across the hall to your neighbor, who also happens to be your best friend

word count: 643

you've been laying for an hour. endless tossing and turning and the red numbers on your alarm clock turning every minute is starting to feel personal to you

you run over ideas in your head on what you could do that would help you fall asleep. make a snack? it's too late for that. watch a movie? again too late. all the ideas coming to your mind not being good enough, except for one

anytime you're unable to sleep or have a nightmare, you always go to your neighbor who lives across the hall. luckily for you, he also happens to be your best friend from high school

you debate if it's too late to go and knock on his door. looking at the clock you see that it says 2:35am on it. mentally you tell yourself screw it and pull yourself out of bed

you tiredly walk yourself out of your room and apartment, crossing the hall. for a moment you become concerned about whether or not you'd be waking your long term friend

he'll get over it you once again tell yourself mentally as you knock on the door

the door swings open quicker than expected and soon enough you're greeted with his familiar face

"y/n?" he questions you, "are you okay? did you have a nightmare?"

his voice is immediately laced with so much concern, it almost makes your heart flutter, almost

"no nightmare, i just really couldn't sleep, i'm sorry if i woke you but i swear if i had to stare at my clock for one more minute i was going to go insane," you reply

a light chuckle could be heard coming from him,

"i was just getting ready for bed, perfect timing"

he invites you and asks if he could get you anything, after telling him that you're okay, you both head back to his room and assume the normal position

him on the far right of the bed and you far left. never touching, just comfortably next to each other

it's sort of strange, you two are very close and usually intimate but never have you cuddled when you've slept over

you two sit in a comfortable silence for what seems like forever to you but in reality was probably only ten minutes

you sigh and turn on your side, facing his laying form

"still can't sleep?" he breaks the silence

"i don't know what's wrong with me tonight, i'm sorry"

he turns to face you and gives you a reassuring smile

"i have an idea, is it okay if i come closer?" he asks

you give him a slight nod and he immediately moves closer. he pulls you into his chest and wraps his arm around you while his other goes to play with your hair, moving some of it out of your face

and for the first time in forever you're actually feeling shy around your best friend

"this okay?" you hear him ask

all you can do is give back a faint 'yeah'

you're trying to ignore your irregular breathing and the thoughts in your head about you two that you've always tried to ignore, but that gets substantially harder when he places a kiss on your head that's so light you almost didn't feel it and whispers 'goodnight y/n'

and maybe this time your heart did flutter

you also realize how comfortable and right this feels with him. you relax into his hold and whisper back a faint 'goodnight'

you smile as you feel him pull you closer and hold you tighter. a simple act that reassures he's feeling the same way you are right now

before you know it, both of your breaths have slowed and you slowly, or rather quickly, drift off into one of the best sleeps you've ever had in the arms of your best friend, or better yet, your home

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© tbhchoi. all rights reserved. all reposts, along with translations are prohibited.

[thatgirlwritingficsatnight]

Gift exchange

It’s Christmas Eve, and you’ve forgotten about your Christmas company party. Even worse you forgot to get a gift for the “not so secret Santa” - your company’s tradition. Wanna top it? Make it even worse? No problem. The person you were supposed to get a gift for? Your crush. Defsoul - the most talented, kindest and hottest person alive. What are you going to do now?

pairing: Lim Jaebeom (Defsoul) x reader

genre: smut, fluff, Jaebeom is a producer, Y/N is a manager

warnings: smut: daddy kink, light choking, ass play; foul language (please don’t read it if you’re not old enough)

words: 4989

A/N: TFW you try to write a GOT7 reaction, and you end up with one-shot. I know I’m kinda late with whole christmas theme but i wrote it last night and figured out I could post it anyway.

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You barely got to shut your eyes before your alarm tore you up from your dreams. It was nine in the morning, and you went to sleep at six AM because of your work. You groaned as you shuffled in bed cursing your job, three hours of sleep was not enough for anyone. Being manager of K-pop girl group was hard enough but being the manager in December when there was award show after award show and festivals - that was a nightmare. To other people December was equal to Christmas, gifts, parties, New Year's Eve but to you, it was synonymous with constant state of tiredness, your biggest wish right now was to spent Christmas break alone, just you and your bed. You sighed as you dragged yourself to shower. Girls had only slept for 5 hours, and you felt bad for them — not only were they invited to each award show that existed they also just have had a comeback. You could see how exhausted they were and yet your superiors still pushed for them to go to some stupid TV show on Christmas Eve. You got yourself ready and went to pick them up and get them to set.

The recording went smoothly, and you were already daydreaming about coming home early and passing out on your bed. It was six PM already, but you still had to drive girls home and step into the office for a bit. You sighed you'd be home eight PM at best - well it was still better than coming home at two or three AM. You were about to go and thank everyone for their hard work when your phone vibrated. It was your best friend and coworker.

"Hey Inha. What's up?"

"I wanted to check if you remember about the company party tonight."

You hit your forehead and groaned.

"OMG! You forgot! Have you bought a gift at least?"

"No..." you whined. You wanted to die. You had so much work lately that you've absolutely forgotten about that party — it was for staff only and each year you'd drew lots to pick the person you were supposed to give a gift to. It wasn't even secret Santa your boss simply came to conclusion that gift exchange would help out with forming friendships...

"Girl... Do you at least remember who you drew?"

Of course you remembered. How could you not. This was your lucky year, you got Defsoul the hottest, kindest and most talented person working for your label. You had a small crush on him since that day he gave up his coffee for you. You were falling asleep standing while girls were recording their vocals, and he chuckled at you before telling you to sit by him and drink some coffee. It probably meant nothing to him but that was one of the most stressful weeks in your life, and you weren't sleeping at all during that time — ITZY were about to make a debut, and you couldn't stop worrying over it. You remember how touched you were by this simple gesture, after all no one ever gave you coffee, usually you were the one getting it for other people. His looks certainly didn't help with your hopeless crush. He was H O T and not even simply hot, more like "I-look-like-an-idol" hot. He had a black mullet, piercing under his eye, he also had his nose and ears pierced to make matters worse for you he also had most hypnotizing almost feline-like eyes. Honestly you wondered why didn't he become an idol with a face and talent like that. After that one time, he would buy you a coffee whenever he had seen you and you two became somewhat close - you'd swing over his studio when girls had to train and talk about everything and nothing. He told you about his cats, his favorite restaurants, his passion for taking pictures and well you mostly told him about your job since you basically didn't have any private life - it really felt pathetic. He even took your photo once - telling you that the picture would help him later when he would be looking for inspiration (it is a mystery till this day how you haven't fainted that evening). One day you were waiting for girls to finish up their dance practice and fell asleep on one of the benches — it was difficult day for you since you haven't slept for twenty hours already (you had to fight off some crazy sasaengs and didn’t sleep whole night keeping an eye on their dorm — some would say you were overdoing it, but to you members of ITZY were like your little sisters). You woke up in his studio on his couch. He carried you there while you were asleep and tucked you in, covering you with his jacket. You were extremely embarrassed, apologetic and thankful at the same time. He chuckled at you before saying that it was okay and forced you to promise that you'd oversleep to work the very next day. Inha claimed he had a crush on you since he never treated her with the same kindness or anyone really. But you knew better, he was a good colleague. A good, extraordinarily attractive colleague you wanted to kiss and lick and...

"Hello? Earth to Y/N??" your friend snapped you from your thoughts.

"I have to go Inha! Thank you for reminding me! Love you!" You checked the time, there was no way you'd manage to drive girls back, buy a gift, get ready for a party and do all that without being late. You sighed you will have to improvise. You drove off girls and came back rushing straight to your apartment. The party started at 10 PM and you had to shower, somehow fix your sleep-deprived face and figure out how you're going to apologize to Def... You were home a few minutes before 8 rushing into your bedroom - at least you knew what you were going to wear. That would be the most expensive, or more like the only expensive piece of clothing you had — a birthday gift from girls. It was an oversized tuxedo jacket from Alexander Wang and you haven't worn it yet. You tried it on, it had quite deep cleavage, and exposed a lot of your legs, but you figured it would be ok for tonight. You smoothed out black velvety material before stepping out of it. You still had to shower and do your makeup. An hour later you were looking at yourself in the mirror — the mask Inha got you really helped out with bags under your eyes. You did good with makeup as well: it was soft brownish smoky eye, orange toned lipstick and some shimmers here and there — you actually looked healthy and well rested (a true Christmas miracle really). You looked even better after getting in your outfit — Ryunjin was right, the tuxedo like dress fitted your vibe. You even wore some black heels which didn't often happen since you always chose comfort over looks when at work.  

Fortunately you got to the party on time even though you couldn't catch a taxi for twenty minutes or so. People inside were already mingling and drinking, and you decided to grab something to drink before looking for Def. You located a small table with champagne in the corner of the room. You downed two glasses as quick as you got there, and were already grabbing a third one when a voice spoke up startling you so much you jumped a little.

"Rough day?" Defsoul was standing next to you, whiskey in his hand, smirking at you. You immediately blushed and gawked at him. He was so handsome it was simply unfair. This man clearly woke up today and chose violence. He was wearing a silky black shirt — and it was quite unbuttoned, so you had a chance of seeing his broad chest (you were currently having a heart attack), and slacks he also styled his hair so that his forehead was exposed with one defiant streak of hair falling onto his brow bone. You wanted to groan. You fucked up — this could've been your chance to get him to like you more...

"Y/N? Are you alright?" he was genuinely concerned, and here you were, basically salivating and staring at him like a starved, nasty man. That was so embarrassing. You cleared your throat and looked away.

"Yeah, sorry. I'm just really tired today..." He smiled at you warmly, and you wanted to punch yourself for not getting him something, anything.

"That's great!" You gave him a confused look, and he bit his lip nervously while scratching the back of his head. He was so cute you could kiss him. Well to be fair you felt like you could kiss him any time. Why...why did you have to forget that bloody gift...

"I mean it's not great that you're tired... It's just… ah, shit I suck at this. Here." He handed you a plastic card, and you read it absolutely puzzled. Lifetime pass for coffee with Jaebeom — it also had a cute chibi character that looked just like Def, except it had some cat ears.

"Now you can get coffee whenever you want. I mean I know you can have it whenever you want anyway, I just thought that maybe you'd like someone to get it with... I mean get it for you… It's ok if you don't like it really, oh by the way I'm Jaebeom, I don't know if I already told you my real name or not…" he was rambling, and you were screaming inside your head. That was so cute. So kind. You wanted to hug him and kiss him so badly. "Ah, shit. I really do suck at this." he said more to himself than to you. You finally looked at him and grinned.

"I love it." you said and his eyes turned into big orbs before light pink colored his cheeks.

"You do?"

"I do. It's a perfect gift." you smiled, your heart swelled with happiness. You could technically go on a date with him whenever you felt like with this handy piece of plastic. That is if he wouldn't start to hate you in the next few minutes for forgetting his present.

"I'm glad." he grinned and it took your breath away. How come he was so perfect? You got even more nervous looking at the gift from him.

"Ah... I was your not so secret Santa as well…" you started.

"Really? So what did you get me?" he was genuinely interested, and you wanted to go back in time and kill yourself for forgetting about this party. You looked up. His eyes were gleaming with curiosity — you were fucked.

"It's me! I'm your gift!" you joked and looked down to cover your nervousness. You were about to say that it was just a stupid joke and apologize before he spoke up.

"I love it." his voice was deeper than normally, and you looked up shocked by it. He was checking you out, his hungry eyes traveling up and down. You've never seen him like that. You could feel warmth spreading on your cheeks under his intense stare, a tight knot forming somewhere near your core in excitement.

"Y-you do?" your voice faltered, and he chuckled while moving closer to you. He smelled musky with a hint of citrus. Your legs were about to collapse under you.

"I do." he hummed he was so close you could feel the warmth radiating from him. His hand brushed against yours as he bent down to reach your ear. You were sure your skin was burning where he touched you. "So, tell me Y/N, when can I unwrap you?" his tone was dark and dangerous and when he straightened up you've seen this gleam in his eyes as he smirked. Your legs felt like made from putty and you'd collapse if his hand weren't already wrapped around your waist. You couldn't believe it was happening. Your heart was beating so hard it was about to spring off your chest — you were wondering if he could hear it. You certainly could even though blood ringed in your ears. You felt your throat going dry and your panties getting moist.

"Def…" you started weakly. Shocked by your own voice — it sounded so needy.

"Call me Jaebeom.." he purred. "Would you like to go to my place? I don't think I can wait any longer to enjoy my gift…" You quavered from excitement, his voice was laced with a promise of sleepless night.

"Yes, let's go." you said and he smiled at you. You were sure you lost any oxygen you still had in your lungs at that moment. His hand left your waist, and you wanted to catch it and wrap yourself with it again. Instead, he grabbed your hand and interlocked your fingers with his, smiling at you sweetly before he led you outside. You couldn't focus on anything else, but his fingers wrapped around yours. His hand was warm, and he held you firmly, his skin soft and delicate. You managed to quickly catch a taxi and through whole drive Jaebeom's hand lazily travelled up and down your thigh. His gentle fingers sending sparks to your core every time he brushed the inside of your leg. You glanced at him, eyes filled with desire — he shivered, and it made you feel a different kind of excitement — you didn't know that you had this kind of effect on him. You got out of the taxi and his hand was instantly on yours, he was almost dragging you skipping every other step as he rushed upstairs to his apartment. He opened the door and let you in. Immediately three cats came in and brushed against your legs. You smiled softly.

"They like you.." Jaebeom murmured against your neck while taking off your coat for you, you gasped at the feeling, and he released low chuckle before he started planting soft kisses against your neck — each time his lips touched your skin your muscles clenched with anticipation. You couldn't wait any longer. You turned around and looked at him, his eyes were glued to your lips and excitement bubbled somewhere below your stomach.

"I waited so long for this..." he started but never got to finish as your lips were on his in a second. Even his lips felt like cotton, and you sighed against him when he kissed you back. He was clearly enjoying slow kisses. You grew impatient once again and licked his lower lip, he gave you access you asked for, and your tongue brushed against his hungrily. You could already feel how wet you were, arousal making your panties stick to you painfully. Jaebeom's hand travelled around your back dropping dangerously low now and then but never grabbing you — you really wanted him to hold you and take you roughly. Once again you grew impatient this night. You took his lower lip in between your teeth, you bit it hard and moaned. That seemed to make him lose his cool, he let out a growl that travelled straight to your core.

"Bad girl..." he said before he turned you around and pushed you against the wall so that your back was facing him. His tongue already on your earlobe, you sighed and shivered when he licked it and let out breaths against wet, sensitive skin. "I wanted to take it slowly, but you're so eager, so impatient…" he was purring into your ear, and you were aching down there more and more with each syllable.

"Jaebeom..." you moaned as you pressed your ass against him. He sucked some breath in when you pushed down against his hard length, his body working on its own accord, one hand already on your hips pressing you harder when the other one cupped your breast. This is not how he envisioned tonight, he thought that he'd at best confess his feelings not have you here crumbling in his hands while moaning his name. Your hips bucked against his by itself as soon as you felt how hard he was. His hand grabbed your clothed breast, and you regretted wearing anything. You wanted to feel him against you naked skin not through layers of clothing.

"Jaebeom-ah..." you moaned his name again, and he rewarded you with sucking on your neck — it was painful yet pleasant, and you almost forgot what you wanted to say before he licked the fresh mark and kissed it. "Didn't you say you wanted to unwrap me?" You said in weak voice still affected by his mouth on your neck. He laughed against your skin, and you thought that's how paradise would sound like.

"You really are impatient... do you want me to fuck you so bad?" he asked rubbing into you, his dick almost in pain from the friction.

"Yes...please..." you panted out, and he let out some animalistic sound upon hearing how needy you were. He made you face him and unbuttoned your tuxedo-like-dress before he tossed it somewhere behind him. You shivered under his stare. He pulled you into him and his hands immediately travelled to your ass, grabbing it and lifting you up without effort. He began kissing your jaw, neck, collarbones, and you tilted your head, so he could have better access. He carried you to his bedroom and laid you down carefully on the mattress before he took a step back. His sheets smelled just like him, and you sighed in pleasure, sinking deeply into his fragrance. He bit his lip seeing you in his bed, wearing nothing but lacy underwear. However, you didn't want just lay and wait, you got up and reached out to his own shirt undoing the buttons hastily, but he didn't let you, he was in control. He held your hands and pushed you back on bed. You bounced and your hair created a sort of crown, spreading around your face — it emphasized your features even more, and Jaebeom felt as if he was making love to some kind of goddess. Your lips, eyes, hair, body everything was perfect. He wanted to taste you already.

"You need to ask me nicely." He smirked at you and you pouted a bit before a mischievous gleam appeared in your eyes. You let one of the straps fall from your shoulder and gave him an innocent look before taking off the other one as well. Just one move and Jaebeom would see your torso naked. He bit his lip unintentionally, when you pushed your breast closer while also moaning.

"Pleeeaaase... undress already and fuck me... daddy." He groaned - you'd be the end of him. He quickly tore any clothes that were on him leaving only his boxers on, and you stared him down hungrily. Saying he was beautiful was and understatement. He was perfect. His skin was light and smooth, it gleamed in the moonlight that illuminated the room through a small window located right above the headboard. It was still dim, but you could clearly see the outline of muscles on his stomach, and a tempting v line, waiting for you to be licked on his abdomen.

"Take off your bra." he ordered and you obediently followed. His eyes devoured your glistening breasts, two darker beads already hard and inviting him in. He licked his thumb and brushed it against your nipple watching intently for your reaction. You didn't disappoint him as you arched your back hungry for his touch. He took another one into his mouth, his tongue making circles around it for what felt like forever. The sound of his wet licks and your quickened breath feeling the silence of the room. You squeezed your legs looking for any kind of release, it didn't help much. Your core was aching and since you could only wait for him to bring you pleasure you closed your eyes and focused only on the sole path of his tongue. It was almost like a torture and Jaebeom seemed to enjoy it greatly, lazy licks, circles around your nipples, blowing cold air on them to hear your whines. And so when he finally sucked on your swollen nipple you moaned his name so loudly his neighbors could hear you. His dick twitched in his boxers. He couldn't wait for much long either, you were the most beautiful person he ever saw, and you were squirming under him, waiting for him to fuck you. He was honestly shocked he didn't take you against that wall in his hall when you pushed your ass against him. He smirked at you, he haven’t even fucked you yet and you were already having this kind of expression. His lips travelled from your breast lower and lower before his face hovered above your panties, hot breath on your wet, clothed pussy sending you almost over the edge. You looked down at him, his eyes were full of lust. He was so beautiful you felt like it was just a dream, not reality. When he pressed his nose against your wet folds you moaned again. He inhaled it a few times as if it was the most ravishing smell in the world.

"You smell so good I might go crazy." He actually was going crazy as his cock let out a bit of pre-cum only upon him smelling your pussy.

"Daddy... please..." you pleaded looking him in the eyes, he couldn't take it any longer. In one swift move he tore the panties off you, they were soaked, and he sniffed them one last time before throwing them out.  He took off his own underwear, and knelt between your legs his cock in his hand already.

"You're so wet for me. Such a good girl, I'm going to fuck you so good." he purred out, and you could go off his words only. He put on condom quickly and teased your entrance before sliding into you slowly. He was watching your face intently as he didn't want to cause you pain.

"Just don't move for a second, you're so big I need to get used to the stretch." It was painful a and pleasant at the same time - the way he filled you up. He didn't buck his hips as you asked, instead he kissed your lips, your jaw, neck, and you kissed him back with passion. Soon he started rocking into you and you moaned into his mouth.

"Harder." you managed to say between the panting and kissing. He straightened up and increased the tempo, sweat building on his forehead.

"Harder..." you said and his hand went to your throat while he almost crushed into you. He choked you lightly, and you felt the orgasm building already.

"Daddy... harder..."

"You dirty girl. On all fours." You obediently followed his order and soon he was fucking you doggy style, his hand spanking you lightly. "You like that? You like when daddy takes you hard?" His voice was so low you shivered under him.

"Yes, daddy." you moaned out when his huge dick filled you with each thrust.

"You're so dirty and good to your daddy. I will reward you and play with your other hole." Before you could say anything he spat on your ass and his finger danced around the other entrance. Just that was enough for you to see white. Your toes curled and your head went back, you screamed his name like it was the only thing keeping you alive, and you could feel how he twitched inside you when you clenched around him in orgasm spasm.

"Y/N, ah... I'm cumming, I'm…" he said through gritted teeth while pounding into you. You both reached your highs and fell onto the bed. He discarded the condom and started kissing your back lazily.

"Do you want to shower together?" he asked.

"Yes, but I don't think I have enough energy to go for another round…" you said while turning his way. He was looking at you lovingly, his expression completely fucked out. He was beautiful, the most handsome you've ever seen him actually. You sighed when his fingers brushed off hair from your face in sweet gesture.

"That's ok, I'll just shower you and we can go to sleep." You nodded, and he took your hand and guided you to his bathroom. He switched on the shower and pulled you under the water when it was warm already. He was so delicate with you, soaping your body, shampooing your head. You smiled at him warmly, and he chuckled.

"You're really cute." he said with a smile after making and weird shapes out of your shampooed hair.

"Stop it, I'll blush." you said while getting under the water, he was quickly spooning you, kissing your back almost with devotion.

"Good, you're even cuter when you blush."

You both towelled yourself dry and Jaebeom even brushed your hair for you before pulling you back to bed. You cuddled your face into his chest and he closed his arms around you. You didn't know if it was one-night stand only, but you'd worry about your possibly broken heart in the morning since his scent was already inviting you to the dreamworld.

You woke up to some rumbling. You opened your eyes and shot up, fear washing over you — that wasn't your bedroom. Memories of last night came next, and you fell back to the sheets squealing quietly into his pillow. That's when the realization hit you. What if it was just one-night stand, and you were rolling around his bed happily in love like an idiot? You sighed but before you could do anything, the man in question came to the bedroom smiling at you warmly.

"You finally woke up sleepyhead." He sat next to you and bend down to kiss your cheek. You looked down. "What's wrong? Have I done something?" He looked concerned.

"I.. no." You said sitting up, and he raised his brow on you. Ugh, he was looking great wearing a plain gray hoodie. You sighed.

"Was that one just for one night? If it was a one-night stand tell me now before I do something stupid."

"One-night stand?" He looked at you offended. "One-night stand?! Do you even know for how long I've been crushing on you? It was few years of my desperate attempts to ask you out, buying you coffee, looking for you constantly. Hell, I even made Yugyeom exchange the stupid lottery draw with me, so that I could give you that card. I actually thought that would helped me out with asking you out. One-night stand?! Jesus, Y/N, he made me basically his slave for a day, and you're asking me if it's one-night stand?" He was angry, and you looked at him shocked, you have never seen him like that. "Do you want this to be one-night stand?!" he raised his voice again.

"No!" you answered him immediately.

"No?! Great, then you can... wait you said no?" He cleared his throat, and you could actually see him smiling like an idiot before he cleared it again. "Well… good because I made us lunch already, and it would go to waste otherwise." He tried to act cool. You giggled at him and pushed him down before sitting on top of him.

"You're cute." You said and he blushed looking away.

"I'm not."

"Yes you are. You are the cutest actually." He groaned in response getting even more red, and you giggled once again. It was the first time you got him to blush so much, usually it was just light pink appearing on the apples of his cheeks. You kissed his face leaving pecks all over it, he chuckled before speaking again.

"I don't want this to be one-night stand. I like you I was actually planning on asking you out yesterday."

"You were?"

"I was. So would like to go out with me?" he wiggled his brows at you and you grinned before nodding.

"Mmm. I'd love to." you answered and he pulled you for a lazy kiss.

"Come, I prepared some food for you. It's hardly festive, but it's something"

"I'm sure it's great. I just need to put something on myself first."

"You can have my hoodie and sweats." he said while looking through his cabinet. "Here." He handed you clothes and blushed once again mumbling that he will wait for you in the kitchen. He got embarrassed — that was just too cute.

You slipped in his clothes, his smell wrapping around you. You got out of the bedroom only to be greeted by three cats purring and brushing against your legs. You smiled and petted them, scratching them on their chins. Jaebeom was just standing and staring at you, still not believing his luck. You were wearing his blouse, it was hanging on you like a dress basically and his heart ached at this picture. You looked up and grinned.

"They like me!"

"I'm pretty sure they're going to like you more than they like me." He chuckled. "Now come, let's eat."

You nodded and entered his kitchen, there was kimchi jjigae and rice prepared for both of you. You smiled and sat down already salivating because of the delicious smell.

"Merry Christmas Y/N." He said looking up from his dish.

"Merry Christmas Jaebeom." You smiled at him lovingly. "So what did Yugyeom made you do?"

"Don't even ask." He said and you giggled. Let's just say you didn't get to spend the Christmas break alone in the bed like you wished.

[straykidsworldwild]

Duskwood

Phil Hawkins x MC

Part 2 (1/2) : MC goes to work and a certain boy comes to meet her for lunch.

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Heyy guys! Here's a piece of part2. It was too long to put the whole thing on Tumblr at once (apparently) so I had to cut it in half 🙈 (2/2) is coming!!

(I just made the collage. Credits go to the creators of Duskwood and the owners of the pics.)

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I slowly wake up, feeling and hearing something buzzing. With my eyes still closed, I slide my hand under the pillow next to mine to grab my phone. I hate waking up by alarms… It feels like I am being cut in my sleep. And I’m not going to lie… I love my sleep just as much as I love food. Who doesn’t? I open my eyes and turn the alarm off before quickly closing them again. I didn't sleep well last night… When I went to bed after texting Phil to tell him I got home fine, I couldn’t stop thinking about the discussion we had at his bar. Was I right to say “yes” for lunch tomorrow noon? Was he being serious? Is he playing a game? Am I falling in his net? I don’t know and I think that’s what terrifies me with him. I just don’t want to be his next hookup… If I start something, it’s for a serious relationship, not to play around. That’s not my thing. But that’s exactly what Phil does so… I guess I should just trust a little more myself. Anyway, that was just the first part of the night, because the next part, all I could do was think about my uncle. Every time I closed my eyes, I just recalled amazing moments with him. Moments that mom, he and I won’t ever have again… I laid on my back, on my sides, on the side… And I did this over and over until managing to fall asleep.

I turn on the lamp on my nightstand when I hear my phone suddenly buzzing again. But I turned it off… Oh! I grab my phone and answer the call after looking at the I.D. caller.

- Hey, mom, how are you? I just woke up… I tell my mother with a still sleepy voice as I sit on the side of my bed. The light is still too much so I close my eyes for a few seconds more. Suddenly, a noise coming from behind the phone call catches my attention. It’s not a noise I am used to hear her make... Mom? I call her with some concern.

- “He's gone…” I hear her simply whispering through the phone as another sound catches my attention again. Sobs… Mom is crying. I’ve heard my mother crying before. It’s so… Strange and heartbreaking. I mean, mom has always been that strong figure, fighting everyone coming in her way or in mine… But she never broke down before me.

- I know, mom. I'm so sorry. But… I begin to respond calmly, keeping the pain to myself. I’ve never heard nor seen my mom crying in my life. She’s all I have as a family and hearing her in such pain… It’s heartbreaking.

- "Can you come over today? I'll need you to finish the preparation of the funeral. I can't do this alone. And..." She interrupts me, sounding overwhelmed and submerged. I lower my head and keep a desperate sigh inside of me. I wish I could already be next to her and tell her to not worry. That she doesn’t have to do anything. That I will take care of this for her. But I can’t because of my dumbass boss… Unbelievable...

- I'd love to, mom, really. But I have to go to work, I begin to say, sounding sad and sorry for not being there for her. I hate it. I feel like I’m betraying my own mother. That I’m not giving her the support she needs right now. And maybe the one that I also need... But she knew uncle Alex for longer than I did so it’s fairer that I should be there for her... But once I'm out, I'll stop by your house to come help you, okay? So I can see you a little bit too, mom. I should finish at 3p.m. today, if my boss doesn't think otherwise, I tell her gently. Though, an unsure point is heard in my voice. We never know with my boss… If he had a bad day, he is capable of giving you two extra hours to do just because he wanted to.

- "You know, your uncle was always there for me. I remember when we were kids…" I frown with sadness to the sound of her voice. It’s broken… She sounds empty. Out of life. "There was this horrible kid terrorizing the youngsters. I was one of those kids being terrorized, but of course, as my big brother, he protected me. He always did. He was really protective, you know?" She recounts me in brief words with a trembling voice. I know the story by heart. Uncle Alex used to tell it to me as a bedtime story. He was the hero of course. I never doubt that… I hear mom sniffling and letting another sob out. "So was he with you, baby. He loved you as his own, you know?", oh… When she said "baby", her voice just completely broke. I could barely hear it. I continue to look down as I feel a lump forming in my throat. I miss Uncle Alex like crazy... "And he did the same when your father left..." She admits to me, going to the topic about how my uncle was protective. Which I already knew as well... It honestly hurts to hear all of this so soon after his tragic death. I still haven’t digested it. It’s still not real to me. I still think I will see him today or tomorrow or the day after tomorrow... But it seems to make mom feel better by saying those words to me, by recounting her memories. So, I'll listen carefully. Or I'll try, at least… If I don't break before too. Her pain is so profound… And shared.

- Mom, you don't have to tell me all of this now. Let some time pass. It's hurting you, I say with a slight pleading tone, hoping she will listen to me. I know it's hard to not think about it or to not want to talk about it. But I just think it's too soon for her. And for me... She can't turn the page in a finger snap. It’s impossible. Even if she feels like she did or she has to do it, it might not be the best way.

- "I love you, MC. You're my baby girl." She says over the phone, sniffling sadly again. I nod even though she doesn't see me. I am staring at the floor, my sight being blurry. Not again...

- I love you so much, mom, I reply to my mother, controlling my voice as much as possible despite the tight ball in my throat. She doesn’t need to know that I’m about to cry too. I hear her sniffling behind the phone call again followed by a new sob. I can't… Look, I have to go, mom, but I'll come see you later today, okay? I'll come with a little surprise, I tell her gently, wanting and feeling the need to cheer her up. I just want my mother to be happy again.

- "A surprise? You know I don't like surprises much, MC.", She replies with a mix between her crying and a faint chuckle before reminding me how she has always hated surprises. I know…

- That's why I'm bringing you one, I answer to my mom, cracking a smile to the sound of her faint chuckle.

- "You're a little Devil, just like your uncle... What's the surprise?" She begins to say before pausing. It's true, I got a little bit of him too. I guess it's because he sort of raised me and because I'm a (l/n) as well.

- Mom, if I tell you there would be no point for me to call it a surprise, wouldn't it? I answer with a gentle and playful tone before giggling. I hear her crying turning into giggles.

- "I tried. Okay, go to work, baby, and... I'll do a few things here... I'll try. Oh, and I ordered the flowers you asked me to pick for your uncle." She responds with another small chuckle before sniffling one more time. I smile a little more, glad to hear that I managed to make her smile a little bit despite the situation. She ordered the flowers… My smile grows a little more, glad about this news.

- Okay, call me if you need me for anything. Doesn't matter if I work or not, okay? I love you, mom, I reply sincerely to my mother, giving her a little cheerful tone.

- "I will. I love you too, baby. See you later.", She says back to me, sounding a little better then when I answered the phone. I smile and wait a few seconds before hanging up. Right… I feel like I have another long day coming… I let a long sigh out, as if I am trying to get rid of a weight on my shoulders, before wiping the tears in my eyes. Well, I've got to get ready...

Almost an hour later, I am on my way to work. Like every day, I see the same streets, the same cars, the same shops, the same streetlights… Of course, I am not going there with an ounce of motivation. I’d rather stay home or go anywhere else, but not there. I’m not saying being a waitress is the worst job, but my boss and some clients are actually really hard to deal with. Anyway…

I rapidly reach the back door of the restaurant I work at and enter the building which leads to the kitchen. The cooks and the waitresses are all here, ready to work. Oh, almost… I hold the door for Angie and she runs in, thanking me at the same time. We exchange a smile and get ready to start working. The clients should start coming soon… It's been three months since my boss decided to expand the restaurant to include a little coffee shop. I think it was a good idea, a good change in Duskwood. It was a test at first to see if people would like it. The clients seemed satisfied so that’s why I am here so early every morning now.

- MC! I look up immediately after hearing a gravelly voice yelling my name. My boss walks briskly towards me, a frown of madness plastered over his face. As usual... What time does my watch indicate? He asks me while showing me his watch on his right wrist. What…?

- 8:01am.? I answer, not sure where this is going.

- You were supposed to be here at 8:00a.m.. Not at 7:59a.m., not at 8:01a.m., but at 8:00a.m.! Is it so hard to understand in your dummy brain? He tells and asks me with madness, actually scolding me for arriving one minute late. As always, he raises his voice while talking, making sure everyone can hear who is commanding here. I guess you see what I meant when I said that I wasn’t very motivated to come to work...

- I'm sorry, boss, I simply say as I don’t want to argue nor lose my job. Well, it’s mainly that I’m not up to an argument right now… I have other things to think about. To worry about.

- Don't. Since you came late, you'll go home late. You're finishing at 6p.m. today, he tells me with a correcting tone, looking down on me. He’s joking, right? 6pm?

- What? You're making me do three extra hours for one minute late? I demand him with disbelief as I’m getting upset.

- And you're not paid for those, he points out seriously, still speaking as loud as before. Not paid?! Better and better...

- Sir, I can’t work extra hours today. I have to go see my mom this afternoon after work. My uncle passed away yesterday and I have to help for the funerals and… I explain to my boss with seriousness, going up against him. I mean, I can be shy and quiet and all, just don’t take me for an idiot or play with me.

- That's not a valuable excuse. Get to work before I change my mind and actually fire you for rebellion, he orders me seriously and sternly. Right… I look down, not responding to not receiving any consequences later. Everyone, back to work! he screams to all of his employees before walking away to do his life. Dick!

- Don't listen to this cold hearted dick, MC, I hear Angie telling me as she comes to stand in front of me. She’s a little taller than me. If you need to leave, then do. I'll cover for you. I knew something wasn't right yesterday but we barely crossed paths so I couldn't ask you what was wrong. I'm really sorry about your uncle, MC, she apologizes sincerely to me as she puts her hand on my shoulder. Angie is one of the only workers I get well along with here. Yeah, nothing goes well in this restaurant… It’s sad because it could have its potential. I smile at my friend while weakly nodding.

- Thanks, Angie, I thank her sincerely as I place my hand on top of hers. She smiles and nods back before the two of us take separated ways to go do our work.

The morning passed pretty quickly to be fair. I prefer when it’s like this. Working and watching the time pass is one of the worst feelings. There were so many clients this morning that I didn’t have time to get bored. It’s actually pretty rare that there are so many people coming in the morning. I mean, it’s still a little buzzy usually but not this much. I hope that will put my boss in a good mood and he’ll kind of forget the late minute thing this morning… Right, even I don’t believe this… I take the plates and cutleries that customers have left to clear the table. I clean it well and let other customers settle in. The noon hour and 1pm are the worst. There is often a line of customers waiting for a table but it goes on pretty well usually. Anyway… It’s time for my break. I put the dirty dish and cutleries in the bassin which is on a cart to later go to the kitchen.

- Hi, I turn around to look at the person who is not so unfamiliar to me, I'm looking for a pretty (h/c) with crazy (e/c) in which you would easily get lost in. Have you seen her around? says and asks me, a man, using a flirtatious and slight playful tone at the same time. I smile and softly laugh while nodding.

- Yeah, I think she went back to the kitchen a little while ago. But I don’t know where she went after, I reply playfully to my friend as I point towards the kitchen. The man softly laughs back before passing his hand in his long hair which isn't in a ponytail or a bun for once. How dare he look so good?

- How are you, Gorgeous? Asks me gently, Phil, as we are facing one another.

- I’m good. I have the same problem as last night, but I’m good. You? I answer with a very faint sigh as I keep a small smile before asking him.

- I'm good, thanks, he responds, having that damn smirk in the corner of his lips. The two of us stare at each other for a little moment, a smile on our face. I can’t really explain why or how, but seeing him here, now, like we said last night, makes me happy. So, is it still on for having lunch together or...? He asks me, a point of nervousness heard in his voice. He isn’t sure of himself which is so rare to see.

- Yes… I begin to tell him before hearing a gravelly voice calling for me.

- MC! I turn around and see my boss approaching us. Oh… No time for talking! Get back to work! He tells me harshly in front of Phil. Oh God… So awkward! I know I have said stories to my friends about my boss, but none of them actually saw the man talking to me that way. And I wish it wouldn’t have been Phil seeing and hearing him talking to me this way. What is he going to think?

- You're seriously letting that dumbass talking to you this way? I hear Phil whispering lowly in my ear. His deep voice echoing in my ear… He sounded like he couldn’t just believe what he just heard. Oh but it’s real, Phil… I live it every day like all the employees here.

- It's almost 1p.m., sir. I'm on my break… I begin to respond to my boss, not forgetting that I actually want to get out of work at 3p.m and not 6p.m. I still have hope… A faint one but, it’s still there.

- Break? He repeats my word with disbelief as he is standing right before my face now. No break for you today. Come on, move! He exclaims, speaking with a mad tone as usual. If I didn’t know him, I would think he actually hate me. Which might be the case… It’s not possible to scream so much on someone without reasons, right? Ugh, is that guy ever happy? Or just calm?

- Hey! I hear Phil’s loud voice coming from behind me before I could say anything to my boss. I slightly widened my eyes in surprise as I didn’t think Phil would say something. She's your employee, not your stooge! You should watch it! He tells him with a warning tone which I’ve never really heard before. The only time I heard him using this tone was when one of his regulars overstepped the line. I look on my left as I see Jessy’s brother standing next to me, slightly getting before me. Oh… He looks so mad.

- And who might you be to talk back to me? Questions, my boss to Phil. Oh no… I glance around us and notice that customers are staring at us, watching the scene. So awkward… Before Phil could do something or say a word, and mostly before it goes too far, I grab discreetly Phil’s wrist. He doesn’t move nor look at me. My boss is still staring at Jessy’s brother. He is not pleased at all...

- Look, sir. She's been working since 8:00a.m., and it's 1p.m. in less than five minutes. You can't take off her lunch break just because you're her boss, it's against the law. But if you think you are above them, maybe we could stop by the police station to see who's right? Responds calmly and politely, Phil, all while still having this warning and serious tone. I’ve always been amazed by how polite he can stay despite the circumstances or the situation. I mean, it’s easy to lose control due to anger, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he fights.

- 30minutes. No more, tells me, my boss, reluctantly giving me a break. Thanks to Phil… I nod positively before he turns around and leaves us at a quick pace. Phil turns around before looking down at me.

- Thanks, but you didn't have to do that, Phil, I thank him with a small shy tone, yet, thankful he actually stepped in for me.

- I did and I wanted to. But honestly, that guy deserved more than just a "talk", he replies with sincerity and seriousness. While talking about my boss, I could hear the madness in his voice. I nod understandingly as I give him a small smile, appreciating it for standing up for me. It’s not every day it happens. Come on, he suddenly tells me with his infectious smile. I don't answer. Instead, my smile grows wider while the two of us walk through the restaurant to reach the outside. Oh, he has a bag! How did I not see it?

[lstories]

Emma and Gaudi(um)

(Safe, Soft, Unwilling, Vore, accidental fearplay.)

Original idea by @mangotangovoredango. I just put my own spin on it and used my own oc's

"Owww." Emma woke up, her back was killing her. "Every God damn night." She muttered to herself still half asleep, she tried to grab one of the blankets to cover herself and fall back asleep as the morning sun crept in. She flailed her arms to no avail, looking down to the foot of her bed Emma realized she had kicked off all her blankets trying to get comfortable in her sleep... again. Every night was the same, waking up in weird positions and her muscles aching from working and resting. She didn't have to work, she didn't have to do anything. She was the CEO of a nationwide electronics/shopping chain and didn't have to work in store but, she wanted to help more than shoot ads and work as a telephone line between the board of directors. She still had to work as the CEO while also working in store and it was starting to catch up to her.

She didn't want to fall into the category of not having to work a day in her life so she worked retail in her own company. After laying in bed for almost an hour, waiting for the alarm to get her out of bed she was not expecting a knock at the door to be the thing to fully wake her up. "Why is anyone out here, and why right before work." She thought starting to sit up. Putting her slippers on. Emma lazily walked over to the front doors. She wasn't expecting anyone and she lived a few miles out of town so nobody should be here. "Hey! I told you this was her house." Emma could recognize the voice immediately without needing to see their face. A few of her work friends stopped by with a car parked out front. That would be great if she didn't have to take a shift in an hour. "Hi, work starts in an hour, what are you doing here?" Emma said trying to sound as awake as she could. "You signed up for the carpool, remember? It was a four person pool and you signed up as the third person in ours. Also why aren't you ready for work yet." Hope said, a bit confused and concerned.

Emma started to remember, she just thought it was another paper for her to sign and now the pictures started to make more since. She didn't want to let her friends down so maybe a week would be ok before she stopped to not hurt their feelings. "I... guess it just slipped my mind, I'll get dressed really quick." Emma said closing the door and walking back to her room. "MAKE IT QUICK, WE GOTTA BE THERE SOON!" Paige yelled threw the closed door. Emma started to get dressed as quickly as she could. Stoping only to grab a small tied bundle of physical cash she put into a side pocket in her purse. She was still so tired, she couldn't keep going to work with how she's been sleeping, mostly less than an hour or two a night. She also refused to drink coffee, it was too bitter and it only made her feel even worse after a while. She walked out the door, just barely remembering to lock it as Paige basically dragged her to the car. "WE GOTA GO NOW!" She yelled as Hope started to drive off before Emma could put her seatbelt on.

"What is your rush, we have over an hour and a half before work starts." Emma said finally getting her seatbelt on. "No, it starts in half an hour and we're 10 miles away AND we have to pick someone else up!" Paige said as she frantically looked threw map and clock apps. Emma couldn't help but peek over the seat and look at her phone, and then she realized something. "You remembered daylight savings, right?" Emma said tiredly, showing her phone to Paige. She looked at the time on her phone, then the time on Emma's phone, back and forth until editing her time. "My time was off." She quietly said. Hope started to laugh her ass off. "Looks like we'll be able to stop and get coffee too." Hope said as her laughter started to die down. "Oh... cool." Emma said, a little annoyed that she couldn't go back to sleep for this. She tried to drift off, her head resting into the soft cushion. She almost fell asleep until the car stopped and another person got in the car. The briefcase they were carrying hit Emma in the legs and she winced in pain. "What the, why's there a forth person. Who... Faith?" Emma exclaimed rubbing the side of her leg that was hit by the briefcase.

"Oh, sorry Emma. Were running late and looks bad when the manager shows up last." Emma slightly glanced at her, annoyed that she couldn't sleep. "Did you-" Emma tried to talk before she was interrupted by Paige. "Daylight savings was last week and we were late but Emma showed me that my clock was fast and now were heading to the coffee shop because were early, is your clock fast?" Paige said. She didn't seem to need to breath when she talked. "Oh, I guess it is. That's embarrassing. Where are we going for coffee?" Faith asked as she started to settle down. Emma couldn't believe it, this was the first day of the car pool she didn't remember signing up for. They were uncoordinated and didn't plan for time, and she wouldn't expect anything less from her friends. "Theres a coffee shop on the corner and the new guy there makes amazing drinks. Should we go there?" Hope said, turning the corner before anyone could answer. "Guess that's a yes." Emma said under her breath. They all talked and waited in line and Emma just tried not to fall over. "Hi, what can I get ya." Gaudi exclaimed. "Hey your the new barista that Hope has been talking about, didn't you just move here because the old coffee shop you worked for closed and you were transferred here because you were so good and did you know Amy she was a regular there." Paige said, a giddy smile on her face and no falter in her breath. "Like a walking plot machine." Emma said under her breath. Gaudi slightly laughed at it, but no one else heard it. No one was supposed to hear it, she knew she said it quietly enough so nobody could hear it, let alone someone on the other side of a glass pain while she was in the back of a crowd.

"Ya, I knew Amy. She always got a hot chocolate instead of something caffeinated." Gaudi said, his face going from concerned back to chipper in an instant. "Anyway, what can I get you all?" He said. Everyone ordered their cups and last was Emma to order. She had never ordered coffee before and she didn't want to start now. "I heard something about hot chocolate, could I just get that." Emma said, her eyes were too heavy to hold open for very long. "Its not my specialty but I can load it with sugar if that's going to help you threw the day." Gaudi said, slightly laughing. "If can get me threw the day I might come back tomorrow." Emma said, placing 100$ on the counter. "You can keep the change." She said walking back to her friends. Gaudi was shocked, he looked at it and back at her. He wanted to make her drink perfectly, would it be so selfish to use a bit of magic to help her and himself. She seemed nice and she was cute so why not have her around sometimes, and maybe she might give him another big tip someday. He started to work on all their drinks, once he got to Emma's drink he made it as normal before lightly scratching something into the side of the cup. Emma couldn't stop looking back at him, there was something about him that she couldn't shake. It wasn't bad but she didn't trust it.

"Here you go everyone, and we hope you come back soon." Gaudi said while handing everyone their cups. Emma took one sip and immediately her entire body seemed to wake up. It was super sweet and she took another sip. Once she finished she felt like she had slept an entire day. When Gaudi wasn't making anything or helping anyone Emma came up to talk to him.

"What did you put in my drink? I haven't felt this awake in months."

"Magic."

"You put magic in my drink?"

"Ya, a small awakening spell."

"Come on, what did you put in it. I need to put it in my own drinks at home."

"If you won't accept magic then it's my personal secret."

"So you want me to come here every day to get your drink."

"I'd be able to see you every day and that would be nice."

"You want to see me? Can't tell if that's flirty or stalkerish."

"Well you said you would come back if the drink woke you up."

Emma started to talk once again before getting cut off. "We gotta go now, work actually starts soon." Hope said walking out the door with the others. Emma walked away without saying anything, trying to catch up to her friends. "Guess I'll see you tomarow then." Gaudi said with his head on his hand and a big grin on his face. Emma spun around, her cheeks were slightly red. She was about to say something before turning around and following her friends out. They all got into the car, everyone was eerily quiet. Emma had one last glance at Gaudi threw the window, he was helping a customer and was able to slightly glance back at Emma for just a second before Hope drove away. "So... You like him, don't you?" Faith said looking over at Emma. "No. Quiet, I'll fire you if you dont be quiet." Emma said, her cheeks brightening. "You do, you think we didn't notice." "Of course you do, and I think he likes you." They kept talking about how cute it would be if they were together, Emma just buried her head in her hands until they got to work.

Timeskip: Next Day

"Ugh" Emma's back was killing her... again. This time she had to get up even earlier for the car pool. She got up, got dressed, and waited outside for her friends. Her mind started to wander, she thought about what would happen at work, what the board of directors would be arguing about and all that. Then she started to remember what happened yesterday, Gaudi, the drinks, her friends, and how they would probably bring her back there. Oh and speak of the devil's, her friends pulled up at that moment. She lazily got into the back seat and they drove off, Hope and Paige were talking about her. "You were more productive yesterday and you seemed happier." "Maybe its because of the new barista." They kept pestering her about it. Soon they picked up Faith and she joined in, joking about her and the new barista. Not even five minutes later and they were at the coffee shop. They all gave their orders, leaving Emma to talk to Gaudi at the other counter.

"So, your back."

"I said I would be."

"Well, what can I get you today."

"Another hot chocolate."

"Will do."

Gaudi got to work making her drink, once she sat down he put another scratch into the side of her cup, covering it with the sleeve. Emma took a sip, her body started to wake again. If it kept waking her back up she was going to come here every day without complaint, other than her friends annoying her. They all talked, Emma actually able to commit to the conversation now. Before they left Emma put 200$ in the tip jar, smiling at Gaudi on her way out.

Timeskip + Brief Summary: 4 months later

Emma continued to go nearly every day. She stopped going in the car pool after a while but still met up with her friends there. She gave a sizable tip to Gaudi almost every day, but his coworkers were starting to get annoyed. She experimented with the drink, staying up for almost two full weeks with no sleep and no repercussions. She kept wondering and pestering Gaudi what he put in her drink but she never got an answer more than "magic". They started to get to know each other more, eventually Gaudi got her number and they watched a movie at her house. He was amazed at how big her house was, he didn't believe it when he saw it. Eventually, Emma had to go on a business trip and couldn't take Gaudi with her.;

Gaudi was glad the day was over. His shift was getting long and he just wanted to get home, well, as much of a home as it was. Working at a coffee shop didn't pay much, Emma's tips did help but it wasn't enough to buy a house. He walked down his normal route to home, letting his mind wander on the day. He was sad that Emma had to leave today but she told him what it was for and it made enough sense. He only had to wait 2 more weeks before she would be back and they could watch another movie or something. He walked threw a back alleyway, and into the nearby forest. It didn't take more than 30 minutes to walk to the small clearing in the forest. He could feel his wings and tail getting restless, whenever he turned into a human all of his draconic features turned into a shadow of what they were. He could still feel his tail, wings, the horns on his back, etc. They weren't invisible, but they weren't not there. Either way they needed to move, every night he turned back to a dragon to sleep and he never needed to worry about someone seeing him because they believed that there was a monster in the forest. He was a little bit sad though, his friends were getting mad that he was getting huge tips from a single customer. They all split the tips so he didn't understand why they were mad. He didn't really think on it too long before falling asleep, surrounded by his collected "treasures".

Timeskip: next day (again)

Emma couldn't belive how boring this was. She thought this work trip would be a little more fun but it was just signing more papers and agreeing with the board of directors and signing off with the marketing department. She wanted to leave and go back home, even being with her family would be more entertaining than this. She did read that 2 people went missing on the same day in her home town and that would be fun to look into. If she did have to go threw this, she wasn't going to do it tired. She called Gaudi, his phone rang for a few seconds before he picked up.

"Hey Gaudi"

"Hi, how are you"

"I was wondering if you could tell me how to make the drink, everything is so boring and I'm to tired to deal with anything."

"You know I can't tell you how to make it, it's my secret."

"Come on, how long have we known each other."

"Long enough to say that I will tell you someday, but i can't today."

His voice sounded broken and sad, she couldn't see him but she knew that he wasn't happy. He was always happy about something so this was different.

"Are you ok, you dont sound too good."

"Oh... ya, dont worry. Everything's fine."

"Well, ok. See you when I get home."

Emma couldn't stop thinking about what might have happened to Gaudi. He was never sad, he always seemed to be happy about something so hearing him like that worried her. This was going to be a long trip if she couldn't stop thinking about it.

(Before the call) Gaudi walked back to his work, he was always the first there to open shop. He never had any trouble before and he always did everything right, if he got fired he wouldn't know where to go other than back home. Once he got inside he unlocked the doors and started to turn on the heaters for the drinks. Soon enough his colleagues started to come in. They were all staring at him and watching the windows, eventually the boss came in and called Gaudi into his office. He started to get worried, the boss only ever called someone into his office if something was wrong. He sat down on the other side of the boss' desk, his leg shaking. "Gaudi, your track record and work ethics are astounding, but we've been getting complaints about you." The manager said, his face still as uncaring as when Gaudi first saw him. "Who put in the complaints?" Gaudi chocked out, his throat felt swollen. He feared the worst from what his boss would say, he didn't know why but he knew that something bad was about to happen. "Your coworkers have all been complaining about you, that you haven't been working as hard and that you have been fraternizing with a customer. We are sorry to say this but were letting you go. By signing this form you will be given a full year's pay as compensation if you leave today." He said. Gaudi's mind raced at this, where he would go, what he would do, how he would explain why he had to leave to the only friend he had here. His mind went darker and he wanted to turn into his dragon self and bat the manager around, like a cat and a ball of yarn. It wouldn't be hard and the manager did resemble a ball.

"Yes, I'm sorry sir and have a good day." Gaudi said sadly, signing the papers while holding back tears. He walked out a few of his former colleagues were smiling at him as he walked outside while the others didn't seem to care. He walked home finally laying down defeated, on the verge of tears when his phone rang. It was Emma, he didn't want to talk to her despite her probably being the only thing able cheer him up right now. He answered after letting his voice return to normal and calming down a bit. He didn't want to worry her so he wouldn't say anything about his job right now. He reassured her that everything was fine but still couldn't explain how her drink worked yet, especially over the phone.

Timeskip + brief summary: 3 weeks

Emma got threw the excruciating 2 weeks of mindless board meeting and peptalks to a camera. Once that was over, she reunited with her family for a week. Her youngest brother had finally made a friend and she believed she saw a dragon at the edge of the forest her brother was running to. She tried to stop him and ran after him only to find his new friend with cutout of a dragon and a flashlight. He did seem a bit confused while he was holding them tho. Gaudi was miserable, still sad over losing his job. Sitting in the parks most days to feed off the joy of people walking in the park. He started to use it more as a drug than a food source at this point. He couldn't stop himself, until he got a call from Emma.;

Emma got up from her seat, tiredly stumbling off the plane. A limo pulled in next to the private jet and the 2 other people on the plane started carrying bags from the plane to the limo. Emma got in, trying to go back to sleep. Eventually the limo started moving, jolting Emma back to consciousness and the man driving it started to talk. "Where should I take you mam." Emma tiredly mumbled to him before showing him the address of the coffee shop Gaudi worked at. After a few minutes of driving they arrived, Emma got out of the limo and stumbled into the coffee shop looking for Gaudi. After a bit of waiting she walked over to one of the counters, the persons face was ecstatic that she was walking over.

"Hi, how can I help you."

"Is Gaudi here today?"

Their face slumped a little in disappoint when they heard that the rich CEO that gave out hundreds of dollars in tips was asking for a specific barista.

"Gaudi? He was fired almost 3 weeks ago."

"What! He didn't tell me he was fired."

"Ya, he was fired a few days after you stopped coming in. Is there anything I can get you?"

"No, I'm leaving."

Emma walked out, getting back into the limo and driving off. She called Gaudi to ask where he was. It took a while for him to pick up. He told her he was at the park and she immediately started to head down there. It didn't take long for Emma to find him but his usual smile was replaced by a cold frown. For the first time ever she saw Gaudi sad. It started to break her heart and she walked over, sitting next to him on the grass.

"So you were fired?"

"Yep."

"And you didn't tell me? I talked to one of your colleagues and he said it was the same day I called awsking for your drink recipe."

"Auctly, it was after I was fired. I just didn't want you to worry."

A tear started well in Emma's eyes, rushing in for a hug. She was able to force herself from crying, and she saw the smile return to Gaudi's face. He couldn't hold back his tears as he returned the hug, he felt a wave of emotions wash over him.

"I... I have to leave soon, I just wanted to stay and say goodbye to you."

"What! No, you can't leave. Why are you leaving?"

"I wanted to get away from my family, to live my own life and now that I'm out of a job I need to go back."

"Wait, because you dont have a job you have to go back home? What if I hire you."

"For what? I was fired from the only thing I'm good at."

"That's it. You could be a personal at home barista. It would pay your what your monthly salary of your last job daily, you would have a new place to stay, and you wouldn't have to go home. You could stay with me, here."

"You would do that?"

"I could print the documents in the limo and we could hire a moving team to get everything from your home."

"I don't own a house."

"Your appartment?"

"Nope."

"Where have you been living?"

"In the forest neer the lake."

"You've been... what did you have, is there anything you need to pick up?"

"Nothing important."

"Do you just want to go home?"

"I could make you your drink."

"Or we could finish watching the movie series we started."

"That would be nice."

After a few silent minutes they eventually got up from where they were sitting, Emma had forgotten how tired she was. The adrenaline she had from needing to help her friend was enough to forget she hadn't slept for the past few days. Gaudi sat down next to her, some tears still pooling in the bottom of his eyes. She typed away on the computer she had in the car until they got to her house, Gaudi silently watching the entire time. When they got home she printed out the papers and Gaudi signed them. Emma showed him his new room, it was massive, deffenetly big enough for him to sleep in his dragon form. She showed him where the supplies he would be using were until she could get a full side bar set up somewhere. Gaudi immediately began to work on a quick drink for Emma, the soothing taste and the quick energy fix was needed. Soon the day came to an end, he had unpacked the one bag he was going to use to bring his minor belongings home. Emma had put on a movie in the private theater in her house. Soon a scene came on, a monster showing it's true form to their friend with them immediately accepting the monster as they had known each other. Gaudi couldn't help but want to tell Emma. Gaudi stood up from his seat and motioned Emma to follow him. She followed Gaudi into the front yard of her house. She didn't know what was going on but she thought it was going to be fun.

"So the monster scene that was just on in there, this is kinda that. I'm... I know its weard but I'm... I've wanted to say this for a while that... I know what im trying to say here."

Gaudi kept getting caught up in his words, wanting to just show her. Emma was confused but more happy than anything, it was cute.

"Ok, I'm just going to show you, but I want you to know that I really like you and that I would never do anything to hurt you and I will only ever try to protect you."

She didn't know what he was talking about but it didn't really matter, but her calm face soon went from calm and happy to horrified in just a few seconds. Gaudi's skin started to shift and ridges soon formed, and those into scales. His limbs started to extend as his clothes started to undergo the same process as his skin. Wings and a tail started to form from nothing and grow with him. And in a matter of seconds, a full dragon stood in front of Emma, the dragon of Joy. His pink scales glistened in the moon light. Gaudi fell onto all fours, accidentally shaking the ground with his weight. Emma instinctively took a step back, her face only held one emotion, fear. She was to afraid to move, her muscles were frozen and her heart was racing. Gaudi, tried to keep his smile, but his face was burning with worrie and confusion. Emma took a step back towards the house and Gaudi's instincts started to kick in. He lowered his back closer to the ground as if to pounce on Emma while his face stayed the same. They stood in silence studying each other for a few seconds. Emma made the first move, running toward the front door to get to the safety of her home.

Gaudi jumped, missing the door and jumping past her, trying to reach out his claws to stop her from entering the house. He tried to tell her to wait but she ran threw the door without listening. Emma grabbed her phone and started to unlock it as Gaudi reached threw the open doors and grabbed her. She screamed as a claw came up and flicked the phone out of her hands. He gently pulled her out of the house, holding her in front of him so they could talk. She was punching at his claws, screaming and begging to be let go, trying everything to get away. Gaudi knew she was making to much noise, trying to calm her down. "Please, I'm not going to hurt you. You wanted to know how I make the drink and I told you, magic, It's ok, your safe just please be a little quieter for just a minute so I can explain. " Emma kept screaming for help, her voice barely able to travel to the nearest house. Gaudi kept trying to reassure her that everything was fine when something caught his eye. The neighbors light a ways down the road turned on as a silhouette walked near the blinds. Gaudi ducked between the house and the lake as Emma kept screaming. There was a scene in a older movie that had a monster eating something whole and making it completely silent. He had swallowed a few squirrels and birds when he was younger and put them in his storage stomach to transport them so his mother who could heal them but nothing as big as a human. With a sorry look on his face he shoved Emma into his open maw, making sure not to hit his teeth. He gulped again and again, the sound of Emma's pleas getting quieter and quieter. The taste of chocolate was so strong and he couldn't help but let out a sigh, his eyes widened as he did. He forced himself to gulp faster to stop it from happening again. Eventually her head reached his stomach, a thin shallow liquid pooling at the bottom, covering her already drool covered face. Gaudi closed his mouth, one final powerful gulp and he let gravity do the rest of the work. Gaudi held his throat high, he let out a sigh as his stomach started to expand, a tear started to well in his eyes as he thought about what he had done. His ate his only friend who helped him stay away from his family, and it felt amazing. He knew it was safe but he didn't know if Emma knew, he wanted to help her but he didn't know how. Emma slowly slid into his stomach, the mussels of his throat and stomach started to crush her and she had to pull herself into a ball. After a few seconds of contemplation she started kicking the walls of his stomach and stretching as far as she could when she was fully in. She begged him to let her out, offering money and whatever else, she was fully crying and hearing her cry started to make Gaudi cry.

She couldn't believe it, her friend, the only person she felt she could auctly confide in betrayed her. Gaudi didnt know what to do, his mind raced as his stomach started to hurt. Maby he could make it all seem like a dream, marking a sleep spell into the dirt and raising his hands to his stomach. The clear liquid pooling around her started to glow, more of the liquid started to seep from the muscles of Gaudi's stomach even faster. A blue dust was mixed into the new stomach fluid. She touched a bit, her mind started to swirl and the tips of her fingers went numb. She tried to stay away from the new stomach fluids but it was no use, she begged gaudy not to digest her. A small amount of the liquid driped onto her head, her legs and mid torso were already numb and she couldn't think anymore, she kept awake for as long as she could, but her mind was falling and she couldn't help but drift off.

Gaudi started to calm down, he could feel Emma slowly drifting off to sleep, she stopped fighting his stomach walls and her begging turned into quiet mumbling and sobs. He started to think of how he could spin this so she wouldn't remember what had happened. He could clean up and stay in his human form, putting her back in bed and pretend it was a dream when she wakes up. His mind started to drift and his eyelids were heavy, he laid down on the grass between the house and the lake. He started to think about how he could help her, and if she found out would she let him stay. The grass was so soft, Gaudi's mind started to swirl as he unknowingly let the sleeping spell take him.

Timeskip: Morning

Gaudi woke up to the sound of birds chirping, he looked over to his side and saw a house, the morning sun bounced off his scales and onto the white walls of the house. His gut felt amazing, he hadn't felt this full ever but he didn't remember eating anything. He rolled onto his back, the weight of whatever was in his stomach pressing onto his back was nice but he wanted to know what happened. He rubbed his distended gut for a while, it was so sensitive he almost passed out from the feeling and went back to sleep. As he massaged his stomach he thought he could feel it moving. He sat up, his claws lightly dug into the ground as he watched his stomach. He held his breath for a second watching his stomach slowly, ever so slightly expanding and contracting. If his stomach was moving while he was holding his breath then what did he eat. He laid back down and extended his neck around the corner of the house, there was a limo in the driveway and the doorway looked familiar. He realized he was at Emma's house, had it worked, did he tell her that he was a dragon, but if he was out here than were was..... EMMA!

He rolled over, immediately grabbing his stomach and pushing it forward and forcing himself to get her out. His stomach started to hurt as he pushed Emma up his throat, he couldn't stop thinking about what he had done. If she was awake she would deffenetly call the cops and he would have to leave, and if she wasn't awake how would he fix this. Gaudi was finally able to push her out, he positioned his tounge over his teeth and she slid off of it like a slow sticky slide and onto the grass. She was still somehow asleep but covered in stomach fluids. Gaudi picked her up and hastily blew off all the fluids that were on her, he couldn't feel anything in his hands or claws when he set her back down on the grass. He quickly shifted back to his human form and cafully picked her up and carried her inside. He put her on the bed in the middle of her bedroom with her head resting carefully on her pillows and lazily threw the covers over her before he quickly walked out of the room. He started to make her drink, it was still his job and he would only be fired if she remembered. He worked as fast as he could and looked for a cup, eventually finding a water bottle and peeling one of the stickers down to scratch in the rune. He put the sticker back on and as he poured the drink into the cup he heard slight movement from Emma's room.

Emma woke up slightly moving her arms, somehow the blancket was still on her bed when she woke up. She was getting ready for the surge of pain whenever she wakes up but it never came. She opened her eyes expecting them to stay heavy and her not wanting to get out of bed, but she was fully awake, she sat up in her bed and looked over to her clock seeing that it's an hour until she has to be at work. She got out of bed already dressed, but her clothes were a bit wet for some reason, oh well. She walked out of her room seeing Gaudi pouring a drink into a water bottle. He was already smiling and it only grew as he saw her walking out of her room.

"Goodmorning, it's nice to see you awake"

"Morning Gaudi"

"I tried something new for you. A white hot chocolate, courtesy of your new personal barista Gaudium"

"Thanks, it's nice that... wait, Gaudium"

"Right, I've never told you my full name before"

"I thought your name was just Gaudi"

"Ya, well... I put my full name down for my last job and no one wanted to call me that so they called me Gaudi and I've just been using that ever since"

"After all this time I'm just now learning your name? Why didn't you tell me before"

"I guess it never came up"

"Huh. Well work starts soon so I should get going"

"Alright, when you get back we could finish that movie we started last night"

"Right... it was getting good to, why did we stop watching"

"Oh umm... I don't remember"

"Well I better get going, thank you for this and I will see you when I get back"

Emma walked out of the house, Gaudium was still smiling at her as she walked out. Whenever he smiled it made her happier. She walked down the intricate brick pavement to her car but, something to the right caught her eye. It looked like a liquid splatter, it was thick and was left in small clumps around her tree and on the lawn. She walked across the lawn and knelt down to get a better look at one of the bigger clumps. There was tiny blue specks in it and it looked like they were glowing. She stuck two of her fingers in it and brought a small amount of it closer to her eyes to get a better look. It was sentless and it was silky smooth but also sticky. The blue specks in it started to move closer to her fingers and once they touched her fingers it started to numb them. Her mind started to swirl as she couldn't keep a thought strait. She flicked the substance off her fingers and wiped the rest off on the grass.

Once she got into her car she took a sip of her drink, her mind started to straighten and she kept thinking about the substance. She had seen it before while she was terrified, she thought hard on it and eventually it clicked. The pink scales, the flesh surounding her, falling into his stomach... Gaudi's stomach. She rubbed the pocket of her pants leg, it was still slightly damp. Once she felt it her face slowly shifted to pure terror and she started to shake, he eyes quickly started to well with tears. She looked at the window to the kitchen in her house, Gaudium was silently sweeping away at the floor. He seemed focused and scared but once he looked out to Emma his smile reappeared. Emma couldn't help but smile back, it was involuntary but she still felt happier when she looked at him. She pulled out of the driveway and started to think about everything that happened, shaking all the way. She was eaten whole, how was she still alive, she should have been digested, why did the slime make her numb, how could he do this? She had so many questions she couldn't think strait, all she could think about was how her friend betrayed her. She instinctively parked not realizing where she was, her mind still raced as she looked up and, all at once, it stopped.

She instinctively parked outside the coffee shop and when she realized it her mind slowed to a stop. She sat in her car for a while just trying to process what she was doing and slowly her mind became more active. She started thinking about how he worked there, her friends forcing her to meet him, the happy times they had together in and out of this shop. He was a friend, he always looked out for her and he thought he could trust her enough to tell her something probably nobody else knew about him. He may have ate her but she was fine, and for the single second she remembered not struggling it was almost peaceful. Like the biggest hug he could give her, and somewhere deep down she felt protected, almost enough to stay there. She started to remember what he said before he was a dragon and as he was a dragon and like he said, she was safe. He fully trusted her and she trusted him. She started to drive to her work, she thought about what she would say to him when she got home, maybe he'd be willing enough to show her again... and possibly eat her again.