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alotofpockets · 1 year

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Crush | Leighton Murray

Pairing: Leighton Murray x Jock!Reader

Summary: Whitney notices Leighton's crush on her fellow soccer player and decides to get them together. [Full request]

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Over the past couple of weeks Whitney noticed Leighton showing up at soccer practice more and more often. She always seemed to have some excuse to be there, so at first Whitney didn’t think much of seeing her roommate sitting on the bleachers and just went to her to see what she needed but over time the excuses started to get less and less convincing.

That’s when Whitney noticed who the blondes eyes kept lingering on. She smirked to herself, thinking of how to tease Leighton about her little crush when she was done with practice.

Leighton looks up from her homework when she hears footsteps approaching her. "Oh, hey Whit, done already?" She says casually. "Just a 10 minute water break." Whitney says as she sits down next to the girl. "So, don't worry, you have more time to stare at y/n in a minute." Leighton looks away from Whitney's piercing eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about." Leighton responds.

Unintentionally, Leighton's eyes fall on you again. Her mouth falls open as she sees you lift up your shirt to wipe the sweat off your face, which puts your abs on full display. "Nice try, Murray, you're drooling right now."

That's when you look their way. Leighton quickly closes her mouth but you had already noticed her staring. You wave to her with a smirk on your face. Leighton waves back, her smile a lot less smug. What is happening? She thought. She was never nervous around people. "Oh, you're crushing so hard." Whitney says as she gets back up, to go back to practice.

Later that afternoon, back at the dorm, everyone sits down in the common room. "You'll never guess what happened at practice today." Whitney says, grabbing everyone's attention instantly. Leighton rolls her eyes at the giddiness in Whitney's eyes. Bela and Kimberly look between Leighton and Whitney sharing looks. "Well, come on, don't leave us hanging." Bela interrupts the intense nonverbal conversation.

"Ugh, fine. Go ahead" Leighton says in defeat, knowing they were going to get it out of Whitney one way or another. "Leighton is crushing on a girl from my soccer team." Kimberly squeals, "Oh my god, that is so exciting. Who is it?" Leighton decides to give in and share. "It's y/n." This time it's Bela's turn to squeal. "Wow, Leigh, I didn't know you were into jocks. She has killer abs!" Whitney jumps in, "Oh, Leighton was drooling over them earlier. I think she is very aware of those." Leighton starts blushing, her love life was never on display like this. "Okay, that's enough, thank you."

Leighton seemed to be the only one not having plans for tonight as one by one her roommates left the dormroom. She decided to change into some more comfortable clothes. She settles on the couch and decides to work on her homework, she's only a couple of questions in when she hears a knock on the door.

Leighton opens the door and there you are. She didn't know who she expected on the other side of the door but it certainly wasn't you. "Oh, hi, y/n." She greets you. "Whitney isn't here, she left like half an hour ago." You give her a puzzled look. "I'm not here for Whit, I'm here for you. However, by the sound of it, you were not expecting me." Leighton looks down at her outfit, "Yeah, if I knew I would be having company tonight I wouldn't be wearing this."

You sent a dashing smile her way, "Well, I think you look great. So, let's not worry about that, shall we?" Leighton shakes her head in response. "Yeah, I guess it's too late to worry now anyways. Now, tell me, what exactly are you here for?" She asks stepping back so you can enter the dormroom. "I'm kind of struggling in my math class this year, and Whit said you're really good at it. She said you'd tutor me but since you know nothing about it, I think we have been set up."

That's when Leighton starts getting nervous. Set up? If you thought this was a set up, did you like her too? She decides to put her nerves aside and ask. "Set up how?" Her question gets another smirk out of you. "I've seen you in the bleachers, Leigh. You're not exactly subtle while checking me out on the field." Leighton is quick to look away from the challenging eye contact you are trying to hold. When you notice a blush creeping on your cheeks you add on to your sentence. "On the other hand, you might not have seen me checking you out the moments you were actually doing your homework while you're sitting there." Leighton's eyes meet yours again, she's searching for any sign of a lie on your face but she can't find one. "Oh." Is all she manages to get out. Seriously, what was happening? She thought. What's wrong with me? She was always the confidence herself but around you she was quite the opposite.

You decide to give making Leighton flustered a rest. “So, are you down to help me? It’s okay if not.” Leighton is quick to answer, “Yeah, of course. Let’s sit.” You sit down on the couch and grab your stuff. You are pleasantly surprised by Leighton’s math knowledge and are very grateful that she’s willing to help you. Leighton on her turn was gaining more and more confidence the longer she spent sitting by your side.

Leighton asked to borrow your pencil to write something down on your paper. She explained what she was doing as she continued to solve the problem in front of you. To your surprise, you actually understood what she was saying, so you nodded along. She handed you back the pencil, your hands lingering longer than needed. You smile before asking if you could take a small break. “Yeah, of course, do you want anything? I can grab you a drink or something.” Without a second thought you answer her question. “What I want is to kiss you. Is that offer also on the table?” The blush rushes back to Leighton’s cheeks. “Okay, that was smooth.” She laughs. “And yes, that is definitely on the table.”

You reach out your hand and place a loose strand of hair behind her ear, letting your hand linger on her cheek as you lean in. Your lips meet in a soft kiss. Her lips feel amazing, you think to yourself as you deepen the kiss. The tutor session was quickly forgotten as you’re making out on the couch.

After you lay comfortably on the couch with Leighton in your arms. “Want to prank Whitney with me?” Leighton asks as she is playing with your hand. “For sure, what do you have in mind?” She explains her plans before you have to head out. Before you leave though, you share a sweet kiss with her. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Later that night when Whitney walks into the dormroom she is instantly met with an annoyed looking Leighton. “What the actual fuck, Whitney? You can’t just tell people I will tutor them without asking me if I am willing to do that.” She doesn’t even leave room for Whitney to respond before walking into her room and slamming the door shut.

Leighton was already out of the dorm when Whitney woke up, she had an early class. The rest of the day went on and Whitney didn’t see Leighton anywhere. That was until practice started and she saw Leighton sitting in the bleachers again. Whitney took that as her chance to apologize, so she made her way up. “Hey, Leighton, I’m really sorry. I thought it would just be a harmless thing, my intention wasn’t to hurt you.”

You noticed Whitney heading your way so you followed her up, like the plan you had discussed. “Hey Whit.” You greet your friend. Then you sit next to Leighton and put your arm around her before kissing her. Whitney’s eyes widened. “Oh my god, you are so mean! My plan totally worked.” You both burst out laughing. “Yes, it did work. You still needed to learn your lesson though. “Fair enough, I am just glad that the two of you found each other.” Whitney says before walking off. You kiss Leighton once more before heading back to the field. It was nice seeing her in the bleachers knowing that she was there for you and only you.

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leclvrc · 2 years

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rebound girl pt. II | cl x reader

summary: trouble in paradise? (pt. I)

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f1gossip over and out? charles leclerc seems to be on the market once again ladies! after a post that made the rumour mill run crazy by @.yourusername implying that she and charles were the real deal three months ago, both have been spotted at different venues and parties getting cosy with other people. their social media profiles seem to support that claim as the driver has been spotted back at home in Monaco and the model in the desert riding quad bikes and ignoring every enquiry about the driver in her comments. what do you think happened?

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scuderiaferrari with summer break over, we can't wait to get back on track in front of all of you! to a successful second half of the season 👊🏼

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f1 with verstappen taking a grid penalty, its @.carlossainz55 that's promoted to pole position. congratulations, smooth operator!

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charles_leclerc P15 ➡️ P6. onto the next one!

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enhaheeseung · 10 months

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Come back to me - L. HS

Pairing: heeseung X fem reader!

Warnings: angst, crying, cursing, jealousy.

WC: 3,574k

Part nine

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It was seven in the morning, and you were wide awake last night. You didn't get the best sleep because you were tossing and turning all night, just waiting to call heeseung in the morning.

The thought was very scary to you, but since he was putting in so much effort, you couldn't leave him hanging. You didn't want to forgive him so easily, but you also didn't want him to think you weren't interested anymore at all.

You sighed anxiously, waiting for the right time to call him. "Ugh," you groaned, looking at the clock, and you just couldn't wait any longer, so you reached for your phone on the nightstand, deciding to call him instead of texting.

Maybe you just wanted to hear his voice, maybe not, but he didn't have to know any of that.

"Mmm," Heeseung groaned the moment his loud, obnoxious ringtone startled him awake. He blindly reached for it, missing it more than a few times while patting his nightstand until he finally got a hold of it. His eyes were still closed while hitting the answer. button. "H-hello?" He groggily answers, and just his morning voice is enough to give you so many little butterflies.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" You say apologetically cause you could obviously tell he had just woken up.

Heeseung literally jolted up, eyes springing open the moment he heard your voice. "N-no!" He practically yelled into the speaker. "No, I mean yeah, kinda," he chuckles softly. "But I'm off today. I should be up anyway," he replied while staring at the clock that read seven twenty-two.

"Oh, I'll call you back later then," you apologize, getting ready to hang up.

"No, no, no, it's okay. Uhm, did you want to talk about something?" He clears his throat, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, still not believing this is actually reality. The last thing he expected was to wake up to a call from his angel.

"Oh," you said and stayed silent before collecting yourself and responding. "I was just wondering if you're still free. You could come over tonight for dinner." you chewed your lip, heart racing the moment the words left your mouth.

"Yeah, of course, I'm free. I'm always free for you," he replies softly.

"O-okay, good," you said shyly. The silence on the other end was a bit awkward, before he quickly broke it.

"So what time were you thinking? Cause any time is good for me. I'll come over right now if you want me to." he knew that sounded so desperate, but at this point, he was desperate.

"Maybe six?" You ask, even though you wanted to see him way sooner than that.

"Yeah, that'd be great, y/n." he sighs dreamily, thinking of seeing you, and even though he just found out he was going to see you, he already couldn't wait. "What about five?" He didn't want to push his luck, but if he could shave an hour off the time until he could see you, then he'd be more than happy to.

"Oh," you laughed quietly. "Okay"

"Yeah? Okay, angel, I'll be there, I promise." You could hear he was smiling just by the tone of his voice, and it only made you smile more than you already were. "How about I bring takeout from your favorite spot so you don't have to bother cooking?" He suggested.

"Yeah, sounds good. See you then, bye, heeseung," you said softly, trying your hardest not to scream with excitement.

"Bye, y/n. I lo- s-see you soon." he was seconds away from saying I love you but tried to play it off, hoping you didn't hear his minor slip-up.

"Bye," you whisper and hang up the phone after waiting a few seconds.

"OH MY GOSH," he hopped out of bed, squealing while running to each end of the bedroom. After a few laps, he calmed himself down and took a peek through his closet, searching for something to wear for later tonight.

Only problem is that his closet is full of wrinkled suits and a pile of dirty laundry.

He thought of just going shopping for something new, but that might be a bit extreme, given this wasn't an actual date.

Too torn between shopping and wearing something he already owned, he picked up his phone to make a call and get some advice.

"Jake," he says once his friend picks up the phone.

"Hel-"Jake is immediately interrupted before he can even answer properly.

"I need help. I'm seeing y/n for dinner tonight, and I don't know what to wear. I wanna wear something special for her cause she's special, and I'm panicking cause she's expecting me at five, and it's already nearing 8 in the morning, and I don't have much tim-"

"Woah Woah Woah, slow down," Jake says while laughing. "First of all, you have like an eternity to get ready. Second, congratulations on the dinner. By the way, I'm assuming that's a good thing, and as far as what to wear, just do something casual," he states calmly, even though Heeseung is panicking.

Heeseung took a deep breath, nodding to Jake's words. "Yeah, you're right, thanks, and sorry for rambling. I'm just so nervous about seeing her again. My heart feels like it's gonna beat out of my chest," he sighed and plopped down on the bed.

Jake chuckles softly. "I get it, and no worries, maybe try on some fits, and I'll help you decide?"

"Really? That'd be great. Thank you so much. I'll go get changed."

Jake called Jay for his expertise while Heeseung was trying on the first outfit. They saw at least three different ones and finally decided on something that looked a lot like his work attire, just a little more flashy.

"That's the one," Jay pipes up, clapping his hands.

"You think so?" Heeseung says, turning to look at his outfit on every single angle. "I look like I'm going to work, though," he pouted.

"Trust me, I know what I’m doing, so don't sweat it. You look great," he gives a thumbs up. "Once she sees you, you'll be her dinner for the night," he winks.

Heeseung just scoffed, knowing that it definitely wasn't going to happen tonight. He didn't even deserve it, plus he'd never ask you for something so obnoxious, especially when he was just starting to see a glimmer of hope in your guy's relationship.

"Oh, who's he? He looks handsome," Jake's wife says once she catches a glimpse of Heeseung all dressed up on FaceTime.

"Babe!" Jake shrills while trying to tuck his phone away, which makes heeseung giggle.

"Thank you, Jake's wife~," he says teasingly.

"Am I handsome too?" Jake's phone screen was completely black now while Jay and heeseung could faintly make out what he was saying.

"Hmm, maybe," she said, bobbing his nose and making him frown.

"Well, he's married, so you can mind your eyes." Jake glared at his wife, and heeseung just laughed at his annoyance.

"Honey, I'm joking. You know you're the most handsome to me." She puckered her lips, leaning in for a kiss.

"Get a room," Jay mumbles.

"Mwah, I love you so much, baby," they hear Jake say heeseung smiles while Jay just cringes, threatening to hang up if they don't stop. "Sorry guys," Jake says, showing his face yet again, only to reveal the red lipstick stains on his lips, neck, and cheeks.

"No, no, don't let me interfere. Plus, I've got an outfit, so thanks for the help." Jake doesn't even say bye before hanging up, and that leaves little to Jay and Heeseung's imagination as to what's about to happen.

"Good luck on your dinner date," Jay said half-heartedly and sighed, a disappointed look taking over his features while he stared blankly at Heeseung's celling.

"Than- you good?" Heeseung peeked at the screen, noticing Jay's uneasy expression.

"Nothing, I'm just happy for you, and Jake seems happier with his wife, so yeah.." he mumbles.

"If it's nothing, you wouldn't have said it's nothing, so just tell me." Heeseung undressed, going to wash his outfit for dinner tonight.

"Fine, but don't make fun of me," Jay warns, pointing his finger at the camera while Heeseung nods. "I have just been thinking lately, you know you're working things out with your wife. Jake and his wife are doing better, and I don't know. I guess I'm just envious? I know my wife, and I aren't on the best of terms, and I just want to fix it cause it’s all my fault, but at this point, I'm not sure how to reverse everything that I did. She's just so distant now, and it hurts, especially knowing I'm the one who made her feel that way," he sighed.

Heeseung took in everything. All three of their situations were quite similar, and Jay was right. They were literally the problem. They fell right under that typical insufferable husband role, and he knew exactly how Jay felt, except Jay was a bit better off cause at least he wasn't in between a divorce and a makeup, but it was still bad nevertheless. "I'm gonna give it too straight. I'm not even sure what I'm doing, to be honest. I'm just trying to show her how much I truly do love and appreciate her," he sighed. "I guess what I'm trying to say is you tell her you love her, stop the petty arguments appreciate her for her, and tolerating your bull shit," he says, trying to lighten up the mood, and Jay chuckles softly. "Also, show her how much you love her, listen to her spend time together, maybe even take her to the location of your first date or something memorable, you know?" heeseung advised while loading his laundry into the washer machine.

Jay nodded, taking notes. So hopefully, he could repair his damaged marriage like his friends were doing. "Thanks, I really do appreciate it a lot," he says, getting emotional but trying to play it off, but Heeseung could see right through him.

"And don't be afraid to show your emotions. She'll appreciate that you feel comfortable enough to be vulnerable with her," heeseung encourages. "Now I have a date, and so do you, so I'll talk to you later, yeah?"

"Yea… yeah, I'll let you know how it goes. Thanks again," he sniffles softly, feeling thankful for having a great friend and co-worker like Heeseung.

"Anytime now, let's go get our girls back," he smiles, and Jay crosses his fingers before hanging up his phone.

"Hoon, can you please stay just for tonight?" You plead. it's been a few hours since you talked to Heeseung over the phone, and now you are getting cold feet about seeing him, so you’re hoping Hoon could be your moral support.

"Y/n," he sighed. "You're my best friend. I care about you, I really do, but don't you think you two should like spend some time alone? Like just the two of you."

"But hoon, this is the first meet-up since, you know, and I'm just so nervous about seeing him again," you mumbled, clutching onto his shoulder for dear life.

"I don't know…." He says, feeling unsure of the whole thing. "Wouldn't I just make things awkward or more awkward?"

"No, if anything, you'll be there to stop anything awkward from happening." You looked at him silently, begging with your eyes until he caved in.

"Okay," he sighs, and you hug him, feeling relieved. "I still don't think this is a good idea, y/n"

"It'll be fine, thanks Hoon. I can always count on you."

"Yeah, yeah, now unhand me so I can shower." he rolls his eyes playfully.

"Hi, y/n." It was minutes before five, and as Heeseung promised, he was standing outside your door, your favorite takeout in hand and a gorgeous smile on his face. He looked so handsome in his black pants and navy blue button-up that you almost forgot to greet him back.

"Hi," you murmur and step aside for him to come in. "I'll take your coat," you say once he sets the food on the kitchen counter.

"Thank you," he says awkwardly while slipping his blazer off his shoulders.

You practically bolted out of the kitchen and ran to the closet to calm yourself. "It's gonna be okay, y/n," you repeated over and over again, fumbling to get a hanger for his coat, and you couldn't help but inhale the cologne on his coat cause you missed his scent so much.

"Oh hey, heeseung" Sunghoon had left his room a few minutes after he heard you and heeseung talking in the kitchen, and he figured that was his cue to join you both.

"Sunghoon? Hi," heeseung straightens his posture from his once-slouched position on the kitchen island.

You came back from the closet, a forced smile on your lips as you saw the two interacting.

Heeseung turned to you, his smile just as forced as yours. "Didn't know we were having company. Would have bought more food."

"Oh!" You laughed awkwardly. "He and I went out for lunch, so we're not that hungry," you assured heeseung so he wouldn't feel bad. Little did you know the idea of you going out to lunch with Sunghoon made him more than just bad. He was furious but didn't show it on the outside. He knew you and Sunghoon were bestfriends, but that didn't mean he relished the idea of another man taking you out to eat.

"Lunch? Like just the two of you?" He asks, pointing back and forth between you and Sunghoon.

Sunghoon gulped, already feeling the tension building in the room. "Yeah," he answers simply.

"Must have been nice. Sure, you both had a great time together all alone." Heeseung smiles widely before it quickly falls, and he decides to unpack the food on the table to distract himself from that mental image of you and Sunghoon hanging out. He knew he was being unreasonable, but still, he was upset and needed a minute or two to control himself.

"Oh, I can get the- " You try to help him plate the food, but he quickly refuses your help.

"It's fine. Why don't you two make yourself comfortable on the couch together" He offers, and you pull back when you make eye contact with Sunghoon, who has been shaking his head back and forth.

"Why would you tell him that??!!" Sunghoon whispers yells once you both sit on the couch.

"Tell him what?" You say, completely oblivious to what was happening.

"Oh, Hoon and I went out to lunch," he says in a slightly pitched voice, mocking your tone.

"Oh……ooooooh," you made a face of realization. "Oopsie"

"Yeah, oopsie, now he probably thinks I'm trying to steal his wife." Sunghoon threw his arms up in the air and exaggeratedly sighed.

"And I don't sound like that." You folded your arms, staring dead ahead.

"You do," he argued.

"Whatever," you said agitatedly. "I wasn't even aware that he'd be upset," you reasoned.

"Y/n," he sighed. "Imagine he invited you over for dinner and brought his girl best friend and, on top of that, told you about his day with her." he sits facing you.

You chewed on your lip in thought. "Okay, I guess I get it, so how do I fix it?" You whisper.

"Calm down, heeseung" he took a deep breath before taking the food to the living room, and all of a sudden, this felt more like a friend hangout than a time for you guys to talk things out, and so he was pissed about that even though he didn't show it.

The dinner was the most awkward thing any of you had ever done, and you blame yourself for that cause now you saw hoons point of view, and it was a very bad decision to have him for moral support, especially because none of you were even saying anything the only sound in the living room was utensils scraping against plates.

Once you all finished eating dinner, you sat in silence until Sunghoon asked if you wanted to watch a movie, to which you replied yes.

Heeseung wanted to say no with every bone in his body because that meant he still wouldn't have time to talk one-on-one with you, but since you wanted to watch it, he agreed.

Half an hour into the movie, heeseung couldn't help but notice that he sat atleast two cushions away from you while Hoon sat right next to you. And at this point, he was fed up. Jealousy was taking over his entire being, so he boldly stood up and took a seat right by your side, seemingly unfazed by how his shoulder and thigh were brushing up against you.

He put his arm on the back of the sofa cushion,m, so he could secure his spot next to you. "You enjoying the movie so far?" Heeseung whispers next to your ear, which makes your skin tingle from his warm breath, fanning against it.

Thank goodness it was dark in the living room cause his face was completely on fire. He felt like he was on a first date with you all over again. That’s just how nervous he was.

You nod softly, nearly just giving in to the temptation of nuzzling up next to him. The proximity was killing you, but you held yourself back from hugging him.

"Me too," he whispers while making direct eye contact. "Reminds me of the nights we used to spend together." he inches his hand closer and closer to your shoulder til his thumb softly brushed against it, testing the waters. The next moment, he was boldly grabbing your shoulder, bringing you closer to his body.

Of course, none of this got by Sunghoon, and he decided it'd be best to leave you two alone like you and he had talked about prior. "Well, I think I'm gonna call it a night." he fake yawns and stretches his arms, giving you a quick wink for good luck.

"Goodnight, hoon," you tell him just before he gets out of sight.

"Night," Heeseung says as he softly squeezes your shoulder, and he sighs in relief at the thought of you both finally being alone together.

After the movie had ended a nerve-racking silence makes him pull away from you, leaving an unreasonable distance between the both of you.

You immediately frown at the distance, and he clears his throat, trying to strike up a conversation even though he doesn't quite know how. "So, how do you like living with sunghoon?" He bounces his leg nervously, barely making any eye contact with you.

"It's.." you trailed off for a moment, thinking of what you wanted to say. "Nice," you put it simply cause obviously you'd rather much be living at home with your husband. Living with Hoon was nice, but nothing could beat being with the love of your life in the privacy of your home.

"That's good," he whispers, eyes nervously darting across every inch of the room. "So, how have you been?"

He hates this. He hates that you're both so awkward right now. He hates how he once used to be comfortable enough around you to share his every thought, but now it feels hard to even speak, and he knows he has no right to be upset cause this is all his doing, and he reminds himself that he deserves this for everything he's done to you.

"Could be better." You gave him a small smile, picking up the pillow on the other side of the couch and fiddling with the loose threads on it.

He feels his heart drop cause he knows it's his fault why you feel like that, and it makes him feel useless as your husband cause his duty was to make you the happiest woman on earth, but instead, he made you feel everything but that. "I'm so sorry, y/n" he lowers his head, tears pricking his eyes. "And here I go again." he laughs pathetically at himself cause all he seemed to be doing in your presence was crying as if he even had the right to as if he was the one being wronged in some way. "I'm so stupid for thinking this could ever even work." he wipes his tears and looks up, finally wiping the tears from his face. "I'm just gonna go." He whispers, voice breaking down with every syllable.

The reality of the damage he'd done for all those months had finally set in. No matter how many times he said sorry or how many times you forgave him, he wasn't deserving of you. He didn't deserve to have the honor of calling you his wife and being your husband. He was a fucking worthless piece of shit that took you for granted, and now he was going to own up to his foolish mistakes. Besides, you were worth way more than anything he could ever even dream of giving you. It hurt him so bad to face the fact, but it was true. If you two couldn’t even speak to one another properly, what was even left?

Absolutely nothing.

It was over.

He should have never contacted you when you left.

He had his chance, and he ruined it, plain and simple.

He got up and left, not concerned about getting his coat, before he walking out the door.

Everything happened so fast that you weren't quite sure what to make of this situation today. You felt like you guys would make some type of steps towards mending things, but to hear him say that and just walk out on you with no explanation was like taking one step forward and two steps back. You were conflicted about what to do, but you let him go, assuming he just needed to be alone right now, not knowing that this would be the last you heard and saw of him.

You sighed, sitting all by yourself, hoping this would end soon. You just wanted your life back. You wanted your husband back. You wanted heeseung to come back to you.

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leviathans-watching · 2 years

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when you realize the older brothers like you

includes: lucifer, mammon, levi x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: .6k | rated g | m.list

a/n: ugh i'm just feeling super uninspired rn, so sorry if this is blegh. anyway, my inbox is open, to chat, req, or leave feedback, so come say hi!!

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you realize lucifer likes you when you see how free he is with you. free with his ideas, his time, his things, and himself. the warm, sweet man you’d grown to know is a far cry from the imposing figure that had greeted you in the student council room at rad, and as you think back, you can trace when he’d begun opening up, when the two of you had grown closer.

at first, you hadn’t spent much time together at all, you were so busy with his brother’s shenanigans and getting situated, and he with work and his other duties, but as time went on and you came to know one another better, it wasn’t uncommon for you to share a table at the library to work, which turned into him walking you out, which turned into grabbing coffee, and so on and so forth.

he’s kind to you, and attentive, and while he’s polite to everyone (as long as they’re not on his bad side) there’s truly something deeper between you, something you hope to treasure and foster for as long as possible.

you realize mammon likes you pretty quickly. his insults turn to unintended compliments, the angry stain on his cheeks turns into a flustered blush, and he’s painfully transparent when it comes to wanting to spend time with you.

he hoards you, like a dragon does a jewel–or a spectacularly rare grimm–so unwilling to be outspoken in his adoration but it shining through in his every action. he comes up with ridiculous excuses to spend time with you, ones you both know you don’t believe, and you go along with him, just as eager to be in his company as he is to be in yours.

there are the little things, too. the way he gives you his jacket even if you’re not that cold. the way he grabs your hand when he’s excited. the way he stands on the street side when you go on walks. it’s the little things that he does even while claiming you’re ‘just a human’ to him, another thing you both know you don’t believe.

you realize levi likes you when he invites you into his space, sharing the parts of him he’d kept hidden for so long. no one went into his room before you, but it’s now not uncommon for you to hang in there after dinner, and over time, he’s revealed more of his collection to you. you find his passion endearing and fun, especially when he finds things to do or watch that interest the both of you, opening you up to a whole new world you’ve never explored.

he teaches you how to play his games, even letting you win sometimes, and is so eager when you do the same. he picks up your favorite snacks for movie nights, even though you old told him what they were once, and remembers that you like the left side of the couch better than the right.

he’s not so good at expressing himself through words, getting flustered when he tries, but his actions make it more than clear how he feels for you, how high of a regard he holds you in. you know he worries about being too much, too weird, but the fact that he’s able to overcome those worries to spend genuine time with you is something you’ll never not be grateful for, as it allows you this wonderful connection.

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squoxle · 10 months

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🪻Enhypen x Love Tropes ~ OT7

ʚɞ pairing: Enhypen!bf x Reader!gf | ʚɞ wc: 1.8k ~ 200-300 wc per member | ʚɞ summary: Each member with a love troupe (all happy endings) | ʚɞ cw: it’s pure fluff so have fun 😊🩷

𝙷𝚎𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚐 ~ 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 ~ 𝚠𝚌 𝟸𝟶𝟶

How you met: You were at the only video rental store in your city when you saw a tall, cute, dark-haired man enter. You came here weekly and had never seen him before. You quickly averted your eyes after accidentally meeting his. You continued to walk around and pick out a few movies, hoping that he didn't notice the way you kept stealing glances at him.

The moment you fell in love: "Oh wow! That movie is one of my favorites," he said as you both reached for the same movie case. "Heh, I've never seen it before," you chuckled in response. "Well, it's really good. I think you'll like it," he smiled, which made you smile. "There aren't many places around like this anymore," he added, scanning the room with his eyes. "Yea, that's why I love this place so much. I come here almost every week," you smiled, thinking back to the first time you stumbled upon this place. "I'm Heeseung, and you are?" "I'm Y/N." "Maybe we should hang out sometime. Since we seem to share a love for the classics," he smirked.

How it ended: You two grew closer, started a relationship, and ended up moving in together after 4 months--since you guys were practically always around each other anyway.

𝙹𝚊𝚢 ~ 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 ~ 𝚠𝚌 𝟸𝟶𝟶

How you met: The fact that your parents were best friends, you and Jay grew up very close together. What some might see as an almost arranged relationship, you saw as fate. You and Jay were destined to be together and make the best power couple ever known in history.

The moment you fell in love: You had liked Jay for as long as you could remember, but you noticed that you fell in love with him one day when the two of you were assigned on kitchen duty. Jay’s father said that cooking the big meal for the company meeting that night was a way to “build character.” You went in the kitchen to help him out, but there was something about the way he looked today.

You couldn’t help but to stare. “Heh, what are you looking at weirdo?” “Huh!? Oh sorry,” you chuckled nervously. You quickly averted your gaze back to the recipe book and you concoction in progress. However, now you felt eyes on you. You looked over your shoulder to see Jay looking at you. “Now look who’s staring weirdo,” you playfully mocked him. “I was-ah! I just,” he stammered, which made you giggle. The two of you ended up having a mini make out session where you both confessed your feelings for each other.

How it ended: You parents were very excited about the relationship between you two. They trusted the two of you to do what was right for the companies once you inherited them and gave you their blessing to marry, when you were ready of course.

𝙹𝚊𝚔𝚎 ~ 𝙵𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 ~ 𝚠𝚌 𝟹𝟶𝟶

How you met: You witnessed the moment Jake’s girlfriend aggressively dumped him. “Come on babe please,” Jake whined as he tried to hug his girlfriend. “Ugh! Get the fuck off of me. We’re over! Get that in your head,” she scolded, pushing Jake away. You could see the tears swelling in his eyes as his girlfriend continued to brutally reject him. “I lov—“ Jake was cut off mid-sentence with a slap across his face. “You need to grow the fuck up and stop acting like a child all the time. It’s embarrassing,” she sneered before walking away.

“Hey can you do me a favor? I know we barely know each other, but I promise after this we can go right back to existing on different planets,” the teary eyed Jake asked you. “Umm…what is it?” “I just need you to be my fake girlfriend until I win my ex back.”

The moment you fell in love: You and Jake were on another one of your fake dates. Typically you guys went wherever his ex and her friends were, but this time he really got to see how snobbish and rude his ex was in comparison to you. She constantly ridiculed him on his childlike personality, but you embraced it. Jake kissed you for the very first time and his ex saw the whole thing which made her a little jealous. In her mind Jake was being a completely different guy with you than he ever was with her and she envied that.

How it ended: Jake’s plan worked, his ex was officially jealous and wanted him back. In fact, she had already tried a few times to steal him away from you. However, Jake had already fallen in love with you and was no longer interested in getting his ex-girlfriend back.

𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚗 ~ 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚂𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 ~ 𝚠𝚌 𝟸𝟶𝟶

How you met: It was your second year of high school and you were going to your first foreign language class, you decided to take French since it was different than what you were used to. The teacher, Mrs. Moreau, thought it was a great idea to put everyone in pairs and you were paired up with Sunghoon Park. You found out that you actually shared a couple other classes with him--Math, English, and P.E.

The moment you fell in love: It was towards the end of your sophomore year and Sunghoon confessed his feelings for you on your way out. "I like you, Y/N. Like...a lot," his face was bright red and his gaze was fixated on the ground. "I like you too Sunghoon," you smiled back. "Well, we're about to be on summer vacation for the next few months...so here's my number. This way we can stay in touch you know," Sunghoon smiled, pulling out a piece of paper with his number written down on it. "Thanks," you smiled back.

How it ended: You guys dated for two years, before switching to a long-distance relationship in which you reconnected in college.

𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚘 ~ 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 ~ 𝚠𝚌 𝟹𝟶𝟶

How you met: You and Sunoo met in elementary. It was the first day of 4th grade and you and him bonded over your love for mint chocolate chip ice cream. You always loved how cheerful he was and that he was the most reliable person you knew.

The moment you fell in love: You had developed feelings for Sunoo a while ago, but constantly ignored them for the reason that this whole idea was like taboo. Dating your best friend was like dating your brother. That was a total no go and you suppressed all romantic emotions...well until you went to your first highschool party and joined a stupid game of spin the bottle.

Neither one of you'd had your first kiss yet, so it seemed like fate when the bottle landed on the two of you. Sunoo leaned in to kiss you. It wasn't much, just a simple smooch, but that little kiss ruined everything. Now you couldn't resist those feelings you had buried deep down. You started to distance yourself from him from that day on, and your friendship slowly faded away.

How it ended: It had been about 2 months since the night of that party, and this was the first time you and Sunoo had spoken in weeks. "Did I do something wrong?" Sunoo asked. "No...I-I just--" "You just what huh? Was it because we kissed? It was, wasn't it. If you don't like me that's all you had to say--" you cut off Sunoo's rant with a kiss. "I've loved you for a long time Sunoo, I was just scared to ruin our friendship. And I ended up ruining it anyway." "I love you too, Y/N. Don't ever leave me again," he said, wrapping you in his arms.

𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚠𝚘𝚗 ~ 𝙴𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 ~ 𝚠𝚌 𝟹𝟶𝟶

How you met: You had started taking ballroom dance classes at a studio in your city. On the first day of class, the dance instructor wanted to pair everyone up according to their skill level. "Okay, I want you all to line up against that wall and as I call your name I want you to copy me," the dance instructor said as all of the students obediently followed his commands. You watched as Jungwon went up for his turn, right before you. It was obvious that he was talented, but because you were the last one called you had the advantage of hearing everyone else's critiques, so you knew exactly what to do to perfect your movements. "Great job everyone, especially Miss Y/N. All of you should take a page out of her book...Jungwon, you'll be her partner. Usually the male lead is better than the female lead. However, since that is not the case here, she will guide you to perfection." You watched as Jungwon sneered at the director's comment. From that moment on, you two were sworn enemies.

The moment you fell in love: You two had been dancing for 3 months now, and the instructor had finally had enough of your cattiness. "If you two don't straighten up, you won't step a single foot on that stage. Get it together!" It took some time, but you and Jungwon were able to overcome your rivalry and you actually ended up having a little crush on him.

How it ended: At the end of your dance recital, Jungwon lifted you up and kissed you. Your eyes widened in surprise. "Ah sorry, I guess I got a little too excited," He chuckled nervously. You two eventually started dating shortly after that.

𝙽𝚒𝚔𝚒 ~ 𝙱𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍’𝚜 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 ~ 𝚠𝚌 𝟹𝟶𝟶

How you met: You went over to your friend’s house for the first time ever. “Beware of my older brother. He’s annoying as fuck. Trust me,” she said as she gave you a tour around her house. “Don’t worry, he’s not home right now so I can show you his room real quick,” she continued as she opened the door to her brother’s room. “Since he’s always touching my shit, I come in here every now and then to get my revenge.” You watched as she rearranged a few things in his room.

The moment you fell in love: “Hey! Get the hell out of my room before I smash this bottle over your head!” A voice startled you and your friend in the middle of her “redecorating.” It was her older brother, Niki. “Whatever, Niki,” she rolled her eyes. “I was already leaving this dump,” she added as she grabbed your hand and led you away. After leaving his room, she noticed the dazed look you had on your face.

“Uh uh, no way. My brother is off limits. The last thing I wanna see is his lips all over you. He’s gonna treat you like shit anyway. I feel bad for any girl that likes him.” Hearing that shattered you fantasy for the moment, but you had to at least try…right?

How it ended: You and Niki started a secret relationship behind your friend’s back. He actually wasn’t as bad of a guy as she painted him to be, but you knew she’d be pissed if she found out. “You know we gotta tell her, or one day she’s gonna find out on her own,” Niki said as you laid in bed next to him. “Yea, I know. But just not now okay.”

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junespriince · 3 months

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you know what fuck you! *Yuri your birdflash* au

Wally: Linda! Hartley! Guys I need help!

Linda: what's wrong?

Hartley: is Chris still bothering you? God, he can't take no for an answer!

Wally: not him, those he did try to sit with me in lecture today, but that's besides the point just, ugh just come with me to my apartment!

Kyle, Conner, Hartley, Linda, Ace, and Bart sitting in her living room.

Wally: so Birdie just asked me out on a date—

Kyle: about fucking time.

Wally: shut up Kyle, and listen!

Wally, huffs: anyways, she asked me out on a date, and I don't know what to wear, she said we're going to a thrift store, and then a botanical garden exhibit, and then a dinner at this way to fancy restaurant and I don't want to make more of a fool of myself then I already have, I mean what if I dress to fancy I'll stick out, but if I dress to lower she'll hate me and I'll never see her again and like this was a dream come true she asked me out, if she hate me then we won't build a house together in the forest, adopt a turtle as our child, maybe have a dog too, and we won't wake up together or make bread together or anything! I need you guys to help me here!

Hartley: if she hates you for dressing comfortably then she ain't it then.

Wally: but she's everything! She's smart, beautiful, talented, her eyes are the most beautiful gems I ever seen, her dimples are so cute, and she takes up half my future planning I can't mess this up, please just help a girl out over here! *Staring to tear up*

Kyle: okay, okay we get it! We'll help, stop crying!

Bart: must be real desperate bringing all of us in here to help.

Wally: very! Kori off planet or I'd call her too.

Ace: okay sis, bring out the outfits you have in mind.

Linda: and the shoes! Oh let me get my makeup bag as well, I'll be right back!

Conner: I'll make some tea and look through your hair products, I'm thinking hair down, help shape those curls out, and maybe a cute hair accessory.

Kyle: can I go cunty?

Wally: no! This is the first date! I need to be cute, but rememberable.

Hartley: let me see your closet, when the date?

Wally: in seven hours.

Hartley: a little bit of a challenge but doable.

Bart: I'll make snacks, and I'll have Kon spy on her so we can match her levels!

Wally, about to cry again: oh my god thank you, thank you, thank you!

7 hours later and at Bludhaven's cafe, lesbian owned

Rania ((Urania ))(Dick*), dressed in a cute and nice little blazer moment, in deep green, dress shirt unbuttoned at the top, Sharp but not too sharp makeup, short hair slicked back a bit, tented glasses rest at the edge of her nose and they're red hearts: My little Willow tree, you are right on time, excited for our date to be late? *Soft chuckle, dimples showing*

Wally, long waterfall curls with a cute strawberry headband, that iconic strawberry midi dress, very little makeup Bec we don't cover freckles in this house hold, nervous: very, I-I,,, I didn't want to keep you waiting is all, rainy.

Rania, calm and collective: no worries, *offers arm* let's go, have a busy night ahead of us.

Wally, blushing taking her arm: y-yeah.

Rania, hours before

Rania, holding her brothers, sister, Steph, Barbara, Donna, her dad, the butler, Roy, and Kori hostage in her room: if I don't look stunning for that pretty girl, I will die! I need suggestions and support people!

Jason: why would we want to help you?

Rania: because if I don't impress her, I'm destroying all your books.

Jason:

Jason: I'll get the makeup.

Roy: girl, I don't know how to dress myself the hell you think I can help you here?

Rania: then support me!

Bruce, on the phone: calling Diana, Selena, and Talia as we speak sweetheart.

Alfred: I'll get the outfit Miss Urania.

Rania: thanks, I just,,, I have to make a good impression on her! My future hangs in the balance with her!

Barbara: getting the gel, Damian get Jon to spy on Willow we need these two to match, sapphics love a good match.

Damian: got it. Do you want some tea Urania?

Rania: yes, please, thanks Dami, you're a good kid, and I love you so much, you know that?

Damian, prideful about the praise: of course I do.

Tim: kiss ass

Damian: hate not being the favorite, I see.

Kori: oh, oh, I want to pick out the shoes! Maybe favorite are in your closet right?

Rania: the Church's Burwood Oxford in black or the Church's Fairstead Oxford?

Kori: the first one.

Rania: uh, in the shoes closet, back right wall.

Kori: yay!

Donna: getting the accessories, you want the tinted pink shades or the red?

Rania: red heart ones.

Donna: gotcha.

Stephanie: let me see those outfits Al, I have a vision.

Damian: hope that vision includes strawberries, West is in a strawberry midi dress, whatever that is.

Stephanie: GASP, it does! I could kiss her! Get the green dress suit!

Cass: I'll get it!

Duke: how her make up Damian?

Damian: soft, they're leaving the freckles.

Rania, blushing: they're leaving the freckles,,,,, Dad, tell them to get here fast and call Harley and Ivy and auntie kate we need those two lesbian asap!

Bruce: got it!

Damian: some chamomile tea, and I have some lavender at the ready if you need it, Urania.

Rania: thank you dami, again *kiss his forehead*

Back on the date

Wally, in her head: wow she's so calm, and pretty, oh focus Wally, you don't need to trip!

Rania, in her mind: god she's so pretty, damn I can the wedding, no, no, focus on today damnit!

*but a Romani name I really like for her also I did use behind the name so if it's not right oops I did look into this

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kahvilahuhut · 4 months

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i feel happy when you're close

summary: Felt like writing something really nice and "fluffy", and I've also been thinking a lot about them during their university time again. So have this: a nice 'morning', Toby waking up a bit late and enjoying the beginning of the day cuddling on the couch while Klara is planning a brunch. They're having a good time, something they really need <3

no warnings or anything.

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Sunshine shone from the window, creating warm, light spots in the hallway. Klara's cat meowed quietly as she passed Tobias by, and sat down in one of the sunny spots, watching him yawn and fix the position of the shirt he wore open.

The cat meowed again.

Toby looked down and smiled. "Hey there," he murmured, and knelt down to scratch the cat's head. "Aren't you the cutest? Yes you are...Hang on," he opened the closed part of the bookshelf and took out the box full of cat treats, took one out, and reached his hand out for the cat to est the snack. "We'll keep this as our own little secret, right?"

The cat blinked slowly and padded away to the other sunny spot, and curled up there for another quick nap.

Tobias stood for a monent, looking at the bookshelf, wondering. At which point do you realize that someone's apartment has become too familiar? When you simply know where to find everything you need, or when you successfully remember about a somewhat sharp corner on a bookshelf and dodge it despite the drowsy feeling you always have after waking up?

He shook his head a bit and continued on his way to the living room.

Klara was laying on the couch, intensively staring at the screen of her phone, looking very excited about something. She closed the phone and gestured Tobias to join her.

Toby sat down on the couch next to her, "Hey, good morning."

"Heh, good morning to you too. Did you sleep well?"

"Mm-hmm," Tobias nodded and leaned closer for a kiss, slightly missing Klara's lips and kissing her cheek instead.

Klara cupped his face gently and kissed his forehead. "You're definitely not a morning person."

"Keen eyes you got there..." he murmured, leaning on her shoulder for a moment "Ugh. Sorry. Always feels like my brain is working slowly right after I wake up. You know, like the old computers."

"Well, a brain can be seen as a computer, in a way."

"You are sooooo right," he said, "wish mine was more like the one we used at that one research lab, though. That thing was so fast..."

"I think your head works exactly how it should, honey" Klara ran her fingers through his hair and asked, "What do you want to order for breakfast? Or, well, a brunch."

"Do you have that one yoghurt I found in your fridge in the beginning of the week. It was sooooo delicious, and is probably one of the only ones that hasn't caused any sensory issues for me. The, um, strawberry oat one, if I remember right?"

"It may take a while for that one to arrive. It's from my brother's farm. It's on the other side of the country."

"Ooooooh. That is so cool! As in, his own farm? Wow. But if that's the case, then..." Tobias paused for a moment and looked up at her before continueing, "...where are you ordering from?"

"From our favorite little cafe. They have a sale on all their warm drinks, by the way."

"Yeah!!! Then I'm definitely getting the caramel & cinnamon latte. Hmm...do you think it's too early for a piece of their carrot cake? Or no, wait, wait wait...that special breakfast bagel they make. Love that thing. Is it possible to ask them to leave the bacon out? I mean, I can take it out myself later if not, but it's usually possible when buying it at the cafe itself."

"I added it to the details. And I can order both of you want?"

"You are being too nice honestly. I'll pay-"

"Tobias, honey, you just bought a new laptop. Let me pay for this."

"But-"

"No 'buts" or anything. Anyway, anything else? Have you ever tried their apple juice?"

"Klara, c'mon..."

"I'll take two bottles for us both, then." She filled the order information, while petting Toby's head as he complained quietly how it's a bit too expensive and that she didn't have to pay for it fully and that he can get the table ready then. "Okay, they said that they'll get here in 30 minutes."

"Quite fast, to be honest. I thought there would be tons of people there coming for breakfast."

"I picked the faster delivery option. And also, it's 1 pm."

"Afternoon....oh my."

"What?"

"It feels...weird. To have someone do all these nice things for me. Buying me tasty food, letting me sleep for so long, caressing me lovingly and all. Taking care of me without waiting for anything in return."

"Right. It's usually you who's doing it for everyone else." Tobias tried to answer something, which instead turned into a sound Klara couldn't recognize into any word, either because he was simply humming or because his face was buried in her neck. "You're adorable." She felt his lips form a smile against her neck.

He moved a bit and said softly, the drowsiness in his voice almost gone yet still sound, "You know how you asked if I slept well?"

"Yeah?"

"I never answered properly. The answer is yes. At least the short one. You want a longer one?"

Klara chuckled. "Sure thing."

"I have noticed that sleeping with you makes me fall asleep much faster than I usually do. And I have less bad dreams, I think. And don't wake up in the middle of the night as often as I did. And how can I forget, definitely fixed my sleeping schedule," he sighed quietly, "I love you so much, you know. I feel so happy when you're close, when I can just sit near you and hold your hand."

"I love you too, Sunshine."

Tobias smiled and laid still for a moment. "By the way... what did you order?"

"Well, you'll see in-," she checked her phone screen, "-fifteen minutes."

"No spoilers? Heh, okay then... Mind if I take some fries of yours?"

"How did you-"

"You order them very often."

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Prove Me Wrong

Chapter 5: Wheels Go 'Round and 'Round, You're On My Mind

Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6

Summary: Learning to drive with Billy Hargrove could have gone worse...

Warnings: Swearing, Billy worried for reader's safety at home. As always, please let me know if I missed anything.

Word Count: 6.9k (I'm so sorry)

Author's Note: I have never driven stick in my life, and it probably shows in my writing. I researched and even had my hubby describe it to me, and was still very confused. If you've ever driven a manual before, and the way I described it is absolutely atrocious please tell me. Please.

Jess stood by her bedroom window, looking down at the driveway as she did so. It was only 7:15 and she was already ready for school. Considering she couldn’t sleep the night before, she decided to wake up much earlier than usual. So here she was, waiting for a blue Camero to pull in. Just then, the phone in her room began to ring, which she hurried and answered so her mother would stay asleep. Before she could greet whomever it was on the phone, Steve’s voice came through.

“You sure you don’t want me to come get you?”

“It’ll be fine. Like I said, he just really needs my help studying.”

“You just let me know if anything changes, or if he does anything, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

There was a long pause, and Jess could hear him uncomfortably shifting his receiver. “Good luck kid, love ya,” was all he said before hanging up.

When the clock in her room showed 7:55, she decided to run downstairs and get 4 of the fresh batch of muffins she made last night. She did semi-promise them after all, and Max would want some anyways. As she was grabbing them, she was able to see Billy’s car pull up through her front window. He was early. She grabbed what she came down there for, and walked out the front, making sure to lock the door in the process. The windows were rolled down and Max was already waving in the back, excited to have company other than Billy and whatever random girl he decided was worth his time that week, who typically were just as mean to her as her brother was.

She reached for the passenger door, but before she could open it, Billy was already stretched across, yanking the handle and pushing it open for her. “Look at that, just what I needed this morning.” Billy smiled as he looked at what Jess had in her hands. She sat in her seat before distributing the muffins to both him and Max, two for each, considering Max wasn’t a fan of Billy getting more than her yesterday. Before Billy shifted into gear, he looked over at Jess and asked, “You already eat?” It hadn’t occurred to Jess to eat that morning. She was preoccupied elsewhere, and she just forgot she guessed. Her doe-eyed expression must have given away her answer as Billy rolled his eyes and handed her his second muffin, biting into his first right after. He let out an exaggerated moan when he nearly finished his bite, which made Jess chuckle a bit.

He then flipped on the radio, which was much too loud for how early it was, shifted into gear, and backed out of her driveway.

“Ugh, we always listen to the same stuff.” Max began to dig through her bag and pulled out a tape. “Here, put this on.”

“Yeah, no thanks.” Began Billy, but Jess grabbed the tape anyways and looked at Billy.

“It wouldn’t hurt to try something new, Billy.”

“It would if she’s choosing it, her music sucks.”

“One song.” And with that, she ejected the cassette that was already playing with Max’s. Faithfully by Journey began to play, which made Billy groan.

“Jesus, I can’t stand this song,” he began to reach for the stereo, but Max began to obnoxiously sing all the lyrics word for word, making Jess stop his hand from reaching it, as she too began to sing along. Max smiled triumphantly, being sure to stick her tongue out for good measure, and continued to sing as loud as she could. “I’m starting to regret taking you with.”

“WHAT?” Jess yelled as she began to turn up the song. “THROUGH SPACE AND TIME, ALWAYS ANOOTHERR SHOOW. WONDERIN’ WHERE I AM LOST WITHOOUT YOU.” Both girls were now singing in unison, making Billy shake his head in pretend annoyance. “Awe come on Billy, you know you want to sing too,” She shook his arm, trying to convince him to loosen up. When he shrugged her off, Jess turned to look behind her, Max smiled back at her as she continued singing, banging on the shoulders of both seats.

They pulled onto the street their schools shared before the song was over, and as Billy attempted to shut off the music to hide the fact that he was listening to a ballad in his car, Jess refused him access, stating that “it wasn’t over yet.”

“At least roll up your damn window.”

“Not a chance, Hargrove.”

Billy then peeled off his shades and shook his head in amazement, clicking his tongue as he did so. “You’re something else you know that?” And so they pulled into the parking lot, with the end of the song loud enough for anyone in the parking lot to hear, Max’s tone-deaf squealing following closely behind each lyric. Billy eyed an empty spot and sped in before the other car going after it had a chance, earning him a light honk. The song ended as he put his car in park, and once it did, he turned to Max and barked, “Alright shithead now get out.” Jess rolled her eyes and shoved him in response, which caused him to give Max a not-so-sincere “please.”

“Whatever.” Instead of waiting for Jess to get out, she simply climbed over the middle console and sat directly on her, skateboard slightly bumping her shoulder in the process. She then opened the passenger door and exited, but before closing the door, she looked over at Billy and said, “Keep your hands to yourself weirdo,” took a bite out of one of her untouched muffins, and skated away.

Billy ejected her tape and chucked it in the back. He then took out what looked like his own handwritten notes for the first book, then took out the annotated copy Jess gifted to him and began to skim through it once more. They stayed like that for about thirty minutes, him occasionally asking Jess questions as she looked through the unannotated text. He then stopped reading suddenly. “Hey about yesterday,”

“Yeah, um, sorry about that. I-“

“Don’t worry about it, was all I was gonna say. You were right.” There it was again, the unfamiliar softness in his voice. But he began to falter, “Jess,” looking up occasionally trying to figure out how to say what he meant. Instead, he settled with “What are you doing for lunch.” Billy’s question caught Jess off guard. He was closing his book and shoving his notes back into his bag before looking back at her, expecting an answer.

“What will your little posse think when they see the prude sitting with you?” Billy just shrugged, “Well sorry to disappoint, but I normally sit with Steve, and it looks like you don’t need much more studying.” Billy nodded at this, unwilling to tell her he didn’t have studying in mind when asking her about her lunch plans. Instead, he simply climbed out of the car, leaving his door open, waiting for Jess to do the same.

“Lock your door,” Was all Billy said in response to her answer. He then began the process of lighting a cigarette, figuring he had enough time for a quick smoke, that was until his lighter refused to light. “Great,” Billy placed the unlit cigarette back in his box and shook his head, then noticed Tommy entering the building, who nodded to Billy once they made eye contact. “See you around, Logan.” Without a second look, Billy made his way to his little group, causing Jess to hold a tight smile and nod, slightly disappointed by the sudden coldness, but not surprised by it. It was Billy Hargrove, the newly appointed keg king, after all. What did surprise her, however, was looking across the parking lot and finding Steve, leaning against his car, staring at where Jess was standing. She decided to make her way toward him, realizing that he was probably waiting to walk her to her locker as he always did. As she got closer, Steve looked away from her and toward Billy instead, who was standing right in the way of anyone attempting to enter that side of the building, either not realizing it or not caring that he was.

“How was your death-defying ride here?” Steve asked, the amusement in his voice enough to shake away the disappointment she felt earlier.

“Not nearly as bad as it has been.”

“Didn’t know your new friend was into Journey.” This statement made Jess howl, causing most around them to look at them.

“Oh trust me, he isn’t. But you should definitely tell the rest of the school he is.”

___

Billy made sure to steal the seat right next to Jess in their shared Pre Calc class, which was right in the front, being sure to get there before she did. “Hey there stranger,” him being right next to her caught her off guard, as he normally sat in the back, away from everyone else.

“What’re you doing here, Hargrove?” Jess began looking around the classroom to see if anyone was watching them. Much to her surprise, no one was. She sat down, trying to avoid his gaze.

“Just thought I’d pay extra close attention today.”

“Right…” As class began, Billy slowly stopped talking. Being sure to “take notes” throughout the lesson. He would occasionally glance at Jess, who was hardly paying attention to him. She was struggling to keep up, and as Mrs. Jennings erased the chalkboard, she sighed with annoyance, realizing she wasn’t able to record everything written previously. As the bell rang, Billy quickly packed his things, got up, and hovered over Jess, who was still looking over what she had written. “Looks like we found a subject Miss Logan isn’t an expert in.” This made her scoff as she quickly closed her notebook and finally left her desk.

“Does that make you happy, Hargrove?”

“I could help you out you know?”

“You, help me, in math?”

“Aye, try to pretend you don’t think I’m a idiot when talking to me, yeah?”

Jess laughed at his annoyance, “Sorry, I just didn’t take you for someone who was good at math.”

“Yeah, well I am, and try not to say it so loud next time,” Billy corrects as he quickly looks around. They reach the doorway to their English class, where Billy has Jess enter first, following closely behind her. They sat next to each other as they did last week, the only difference being their desks were separated this time, to ensure it was at least harder for anyone to cheat on this week’s reading quiz. Mr. Crowley passed out the quiz without much introduction, and once the bell rang, he simply called out, “Begin.”

Mostly everyone did what they were told, scribbling on the sheet almost instantaneously. Jess was done much quicker than Billy was but held off on turning it in right away, making sure to not make him self-conscious about taking longer. She briefly glanced to see where he was, and when he was close to finishing, she got up and placed hers upside down on Mr. Crowley’s desk, Billy shortly following her. How’d you do? Jess mouthed to Billy, who just shrugged in response, though he was truly hoping he did well.

“Once both you and your partner have turned in your quiz, you may silently start working together on reading book II. I’ll give further instructions once everyone has finished.” Everyone began moving their desks together, which caused Mr. Crowley to exclaim “Silently!” as a reminder that there were still others taking the quiz. Jess took out their shared copy while Billy kept the one Jess gave him in his bag. They flipped to the second book but didn’t begin reading, as they both knew they would need to read it “their way” later on.

“You think you did okay?”

“Better have, or you’re a pretty shit tutor.”

“Alright class, now that all of you are done, We’ll go ahead and talk about the paper I want you to write for book II.” Groans start to develop throughout the class, which Mr. Crowley cuts off by holding up his hand. “There won’t be a quiz for this chapter, and it should be fairly simple. All I want you to do is explain where we have seen where the Gods have influenced the war so far and what effect it has had.” He then looked around the room to see if there were any questions, and when none arose, he continued, “I will go ahead and grade these quizzes, keep reading till the bell rings.”

As expected, the classroom erupted in conversation. Whether it be about the current chapter or not, not a single group was quietly reading. “That doesn’t seem too bad,” Jess started, “I had to do something similar last time so this shouldn’t be a big deal.”

“Well, looks like you’ll be seeing a lot of me this week.” His signature grin made its appearance, as it usually did when they were in class, around other people. It seemed to annoy her less than it usually did.

“You still up to tutor me in pre-calc, math whizz?” Jess then started to pull out her notes from the previous class, “Because this is all I got.” Billy studied her sad display of notes.

“So are you normally this shit at math?”

“No!” she felt slightly insulted, especially since he was insinuating that he was better than her at anything school related. “I’ve just been struggling with limits is all…” Billy then took out his notes, telling her to at least jot down what he had first.

Mr. Crowley began passing back the quizzes in the middle of her note-taking. “That doesn’t look like the assigned reading, Ms. Logan,” he sighed as he set down both Billy’s and her quizzes face down on their desk.

“Sorry…” She began to close the notebooks when Billy flipped over his own quiz, eyes widening as he looked at his score. “What is it?”

“You got me my first ‘A’ in this damn class.” He then flashed his quiz, a ‘90’ was circled in red at the top. “Let me see yours.” Without asking he takes hers and flips it over. “Figured,” was all he said when looking at the ‘100’ that marked the top of her quiz.

“That 90 isn’t too bad, Hargrove. I’ll make you a straight-A student here soon.”

“Is that including our math class?” This earned him a smack with his own notebook. The bell rang, and as Jess was getting ready to go to her after-school cheer practice, Billy stopped her. “Skip practice with me.”

“Absolutely not.”

“They’d just make us run tomorrow,” Billy shrugged at his comment, making it seem like no big deal.

“Yeah, and I HATE running.”

“More than you hate cheer?”

“Yes, actually, and besides, you need the practice.” She flashed him a smug smile, making him roll his eyes before following her to the gym. Jess seemed to have no interest in walking beside him, making sure to walk further ahead. Unlucky for her, Billy’s longer legs had no issue keeping up.

“Wait up princess.” Jess didn’t acknowledge him, attempting to scope out Steve in the crowd. “You really don’t want to get started on our little math session early?”

This question made Jess stop in the middle of the hallway. “You want to help me with math outside of school? Why?”

Billy cocked his head slightly, and eased out, “What are friends for?”

She began to walk again, shaking her head in the process, “When did we become friends, Hargrove?”

Once they arrived at Jess’s locker, Billy decided to speak up again, “What? You don’t wanna be friends?”

“You want to be friends that bad? Fine.” She shut her locker. “For starters. Stop looking at me like… that… I don’t like it.”

“Like what?”

“That weird smile you do. Like you stare in the mirror all day trying to get it right.” She began to walk away from her locker, leaving Billy standing there to process the insult just handed to him.

He cocked his right brow up, and with the remainder of the smile he had, quickly caught up with her. “And so what if I do?”

She gave him a mock-sympathetic look. “Then that’s pretty sad.”

“Well you seem to be the only one that has a problem with it.” He dropped his smile and stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking around at those that passed them, nodding at a few, and giving dirty looks to others.

When they reached the gym, Steve was already on the court warming up. He looked over at them, and then just at Jess, and gave her a quizzical look. When she just shook her head in response, Steve rushed over to her as she headed to her locker room. “So he’s just gonna follow you around like a lost puppy now?”

She stopped right at the door as to continue the conversation without interruption. “Well, we’re apparently friends now.”

“Yeah, right.” They both shook their heads, Steve laughing at his own comment. “So I guess we’re sharing the gym again today. Your coach is ‘out for the day’.” Steve mimicked back with air quotes.

“Great. I didn’t need to come after all.” Steve gave Jess another questioning look, but ran back to the court when his own coach blew his whistle. She entered the locker to find her fellow cheerleaders taking their time getting ready, which didn’t surprise her in the slightest. Their coach was gone, and they were sharing the gym with the boys again? Yeah. Nothing was getting done today. The only one who seemed ready to go was Chrissy.

“Jess!” She quickly grabbed her hand and walked to the corner of the locker room, passing Jane and Katie in the process, who took the time to look at Jess more intently than they usually did. Once they reached where Chrissy was taking them, she started, “What’s going on with you and Hargrove?!” Her eyes were filled with curiosity, excitement, and a little bit of worry.

“WHAT?” This came out a lot louder than Jess anticipated, which caused her to turn around and see everyone in the locker room looking at her and quickly look away when they realized they were caught staring.

“Everyone saw you two in the parking lot this morning. And Jane even said you went over to his place while she was there. She kept saying something about sloppy seconds, but I think she’s just jealous.” This comment made Jess roll her eyes and smile incredulously, looking up at the ceiling as if asking it how to handle this new bit of information.

“You can tell Jane she has nothing to worry about… in fact,” Jess suddenly began to walk toward Jane, “Don’t worry Jane, Billy’s all yours.” Jess didn’t stop walking, didn’t look back at Jane’s surprised, yet disgusted face, and didn’t stop when she heard Katie’s gasp, which quickly turned into whispering. She got to her own locker, got dressed, threw her hair in a quick ponytail, and rushed to the door, tugging at her skirt constantly in the process.

When Jess exited the locker room into the gym, most of the girls were already out, including Katie and Jane, who quickly realized there was still no supervision, and were obnoxiously laughing, sitting on the bleachers, watching the boys run plays repeatedly. The rest were either stretching or slowly migrating back to the bleachers as well, determining there would be no point in their daily warmups. Their head cheerleader, Alicia, was the last to leave the locker room, swinging the keys to Coach’s office around her finger, while the other hand was carrying a clipboard, which the rest of the girls quickly realized was a sign-in sheet. Alicia dropped the clipboard on the first row of bleacher seats and prompted the rest to sign in, “Let’s hurry up so we can start ladies!” Jane was the first one to the clipboard, signing it swiftly and handing it to Katie, waiting for her to be done so they could walk back to the locker room together, seemingly interested in ditching the rest of practice, which only made Alicia shake her head in annoyance, mumbling something about being “useless anyways” under her breath. A few others followed suit, signing where their names were and hurrying back to the lockers to gather the rest of their things and leave. There were only a handful of girls left, mostly freshmen, which made it difficult to focus on what Alicia had planned for the day.

“Well, we were going to work on stunting,” Alicia started, looking down at the board left for her in annoyance, “but I guess… freshmen, sophomores, work on landing drills, and the rest of you, help them, I guess. I’ll be right back.” She began swinging the lanyard back and forth as she reentered the locker room, no doubt to go back into the coach’s office and leave a disappointing note for her to find when she came back, most likely resulting in the whole team running an extra mile on Wednesday, making Jess regret not just leaving with the rest of them to make it worth the trouble. The thought of ditching made her look out at the court, to the person who suggested it in the first place, who was already staring back at her as he hustled up and down the court running suicides. Realizing she was looking back at him, he looked away and started to run harder, making it back far before everyone else, then made his way over to Jess.

“Enjoying the view there, Logan?” Steve and some others were up next, and she watched them run as well, attempting to make it seem as though it wasn’t him she was interested in watching.

“Apparently, we could have left after all,” Jess stated in a flat, monotoned voice, obviously bored of advising the younger girls there.

“Yeah, well, you should listen to me more often,” Billy continued to run in place, ticking his head to the side as he chuckled at her boredom.

“Hargrove!”

“Gotta motor,” he whispered as he made his way back to his coach before he made him even more frustrated. Jess turned back to watch the girls she was apparently in charge of, where she found Chrissy giving her a “what was that” expression, her eyebrows much higher than they usually were, making Jess mouth “NO” in response.

Chrissy slowly made her way to Jess, making it a point to just look over at the girls’ attempt to land straight, and when she reached her, she brushed her shoulder and whispered, “He doesn’t look like he’s ‘all Jane’s’.”

“Shut up, Chris.”

___

“Practice” seemed to go surprisingly fast for Jess, considering there wasn’t much for her to do. She hurried to her locker to quickly grab her things at first but realized there was no rush, as she would have to wait for Steve, or possibly Billy, to be ready anyways, so she waited for Chrissy to be ready before walking out of the locker room, not wanting to be awkwardly waiting in the gym by herself. “Do you need a ride?” Chrissy asked as they were leaving.

“Oh, no, Steve is probably taking me home. Jason giving you a ride?”

Chrissy only nodded to her question and seemed to want to focus on Jess’s ride instead. “What do you mean by probably?” But before Jess could respond, Billy came out, still shirtless and sweaty, a regular look for him apparently. The only difference from his earlier look was what he held in his hand.

“Here. Same rules alright?” And he hurried back to most likely shower. Jess looked down at Billy’s set of keys and back up at Chrissy, who was giving her the same look as earlier, but this time a smile also accompanied her raised eyebrows.

“I’ll let Steve know,” Is all she said in response to what she just witnessed.

“You’ll be okay here by yourself?”

“Don’t worry about it. I’m sure Jace is almost done.”

Jess started walking out of the gym, bouncing his keys in her hands. They felt foreign in her hands. She’s never had car keys before, only ever a house key. They were heavy, and they slightly smelled like him. She began to twirl the key chain on her finger, just as Alicia did earlier with Coach’s keys. She was unaware of how slow she was walking until she heard someone come up behind her.

“Hold up there, Brainiac.” She recognized Steve’s voice without turning around and sensed the sarcasm dripping from the nickname.

“What?” She shot out defensively and looked over at him, continuing to rub the keys between her fingers.

“You know they’re saying you guys are a thing now?” He eyed the keys knowingly as he offered information she was already, unfortunately, aware of.

“But you know better.” She replied smugly.

“I would hope so,” He kept looking at the keys, “So I’m guessing I’m officially being unburdened of being your taxi?”

“Exciting day for you, huh?”

He looked a little hurt by being replaced, especially by none other than Hargrove, but Jess tried to make him feel better by reinforcing how close his house was, how the drive really “wasn’t that bad”, and how Hargrove will be a thing in the past once this project was over. “Yeah, well, whenever you decide to reinstate me, loser, I’ll gladly waste some gas for you.” He shoved her arm before walking passed her, then when he made it further into the parking lot, he turned around and shouted, “I expect you back after this stupid English project.” He saluted her goodbye as he turned to his car and got in.

Jess left for the opposite side of the lot, where she remembered where Billy’s Camaro was parked earlier this morning. As she walked up, a last-minute decision caused her to enter the driver’s side instead of her usual seat. She turned the key, not too long as Billy requested, but that’s where the rule-following ended, as she began stroking the steering wheel, and when she realized she could hardly see over it, she attempted to find the seat adjusters when she suddenly heard a striking knock on the window.

“Logan!”

Jess jumped at Billy’s accusatory tone. She clutched her chest, still startled, but then rolled the window down. “What?”

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He was now leaning against his door, forehead resting on his left forearm, his right hand already on the door handle. When she didn’t answer he opened the door and ordered, “Out.” She sluggishly did as she was told, slightly disappointed her time in the driver’s seat was cut short. Billy didn’t wait for her to completely clear the door before he squeezed behind her and took his rightful place behind the wheel, frantically looking around the dash to ensure she didn’t manage to fuck with anything else. Once she began to walk around the front of the car, he then closed his door and reached over to open hers, bumping her leg with it in the process.

Jess rolled her eyes at the failed gesture and got in. “I didn’t touch anything else,” she defended, refusing to make eye contact.

Billy didn’t argue with her. Instead, he slightly adjusted his rearview mirror and told her to get his Ray-Bans from the glove compartment. “Pick a tape while you’re at it.”

Billy then took his car out of park and began to leave their current spot. “What about Max?”

“Normally doesn’t wait up for me when I have practice.” As Jess continued rummaging through his compartment, which was mostly full of mixed tapes, with the occasional cigarette box, and another box that Jess pulled out.

“Ha. That’s kinda funny.”

“What is?” Billy seemed to be focused on the road as he would only occasionally glance over to see what was taking her so long to put some music on.

“Just that we’re reading about the Trojan War and you happen to have a box of Trojans with you.”

“Jesus, Jess, put those back. You’re supposed to be finding some music for fuck sake.” He glanced over again and swatted the box out of her hands, which only made her giggle.

“Oh, come on Billy, what did you say the other day? Don’t be sucha prude.”

“Ha Ha very funny.” Before Jess got a chance to tease him further, Billy spotted an empty parking lot, and screeched into it as he looked over at Jess and asked, “So why don’t you drive?” Without waiting for a response, he went to the very end of the lot and spun his car around, so that the front was facing the rest of the vacant spots. He then put his Camaro in neutral and shut his engine off abruptly and turned to look at Jess, waiting for her answer.

“Because I don’t have my license yet, duh.”

“Cuz you don’t know how to drive.”

“And how would you know that? What if I di-“

“By the way you were sitting in my seat earlier, genius.”

She hated it, but he was right, and she was embarrassed by it, and if it wasn’t for Steve, and now Billy, she would be one of the only upperclassmen riding the bus to their high school, or even worse, having her mother drop her off. The look on her face told him all he needed to know, so he looked out at the lot once more, and took one final, deep breath, before deciding to open the door and exit the driver’s seat. He walked around the front, to Jess’s door, and opened it. “You get five minutes.”

Nothing could have prepared Billy for the smile he received from her. The way her eyes lit up, misted with surprise which quickly turned into excitement, the way she hitched her breath before barely allowing the question, “Really?” to escape, a question Billy would have missed if she didn’t have his undivided attention as it was even softer than a whisper, the way her shoulders slightly lifted with the corners of her mouth, as if her whole body was being lifted with joy.

He only remembers feeling like this in California, in the ocean, but not every time he's been in it. No. He only remembers feeling like this after the first time he was allowed to go into the ocean by himself, with only him and his board, his mother far off in the sand watching him. It made his stomach rise. It made him feel lighter, but uncomfortable at the same time. It made him feel fearful for what would happen next, as the ocean was never the same twice. But despite all of this, the ocean made him feel at home.

Her smile reminded him of the ocean. And he hated it. He hated it because just like the ocean is now, it was unobtainable. It was always for someone else. And all he could do was sit and look from a distance as he also did with the ocean, watching it from a small static screen in front of him, whether it be in commercials or shows, he was never really there. But now he is there. The ocean is sitting at arm’s length, in the passenger seat of his car.

“Hurry the hell up before I change my mind, Logan.” He shifted his gaze passed her as he said this, unwilling to watch the effect of his coldness. Jess dropped her smile slightly and eagerly nodded before unbuckling herself, practically flying out of her seat. She squeezed passed Billy’s unmoving figure and ran around the front of the car and quickly hopped in the driver’s seat for the second time today. Billy waited for her to sit before he too reentered the car. “Put your foot on the clutch and start it.” Jess looked down to ensure her foot was on the right pedal before she pressed down. “You don’t have to do this if it’s in neutral, but you should probably get used to it if you’re gonna drive,” Billy continued explaining. Jess only nodded her head in response as she slowly turned the key as she has done a couple of times already. “Brake pedal.” He ordered. “Parking brake.”

“So, How…” It was evident Billy already lost her, which worried him more than he was willing to admit. He had better luck teaching Max, considering how quickly she picked it up. Though looking back at it, he figured her quick learning was due to his lack of patience, something he already promised he would not demonstrate with Jess today.

He sighed audibly and pulled his parking brake down, which released it. “There.” Jess continued to stare at him, wanting to know what came next. “Well? Make her move.” Jess swallowed hard, regretting moving to the driver’s seat as she was realizing that she would just be embarrassing herself. She knew she had to do something to get the car in first, but that was the extent of her knowledge. She looked down at the gear shift with numbers and the letter ‘R’ etched in white. She placed her hand over the nob, but kept it there, unmoving. She timidly looked over the dash, to the parking lot, back down at her hand, and shamefully back at Billy, now wanting to just be driven back home. “Have… have you ever done this?” Keeping the shameful look on her face, she just shook her head. Again, he sighed. “Alright, Logan. Here.” He reached toward the gear shifter, which caused Jess to move her hand out of the way, but instead of letting her, Billy reached for her hand and put it back on the top of the shifter, placing his hand over hers.

He effortlessly moved from neutral to first and without letting his hand off hers he continued, “Okay, foot off the brake. Then you’re gonna slowly push the gas while also letting go of the clutch.” Jess did as she was told. As she let her foot off the brake, she felt the car slightly pull forward, which excited her, causing her to let go of the clutch too fast and press the gas at the same speed. This made the car lurch forward and Billy began panicking slightly. “SLOWLY.” He ordered as he tightened his grip on Jess’s hand.

“Sorry.” She mumbled and let up a bit, still allowing the car to move forward at about 5 miles per hour.

“Don’t kill us, Logan.” After about a minute at this speed, he began to loosen his grip again. “You can speed up to 10. But don’t go too fast around this turn.” He pointed with his right hand, still keeping his left over Jess’s hand. They began approaching the first corner of the lot, and when they looked a little too close for comfort, Billy raised his voice slightly, “Turn, Jess!” Slightly panicked, she jerked her hand out from under Billy’s to the wheel, both hands throwing the wheel to the right, jolting both her and Billy harder than intended. “JESUS!” Billy was now white-knuckling the grab handle.

“Sorry!” She said again, now turning a shade of pink Billy had never seen on her before.

“Straighten out.” Was all he said in response, not wanting to stress her out any further. She kept her speed, now aiming for the other corner of the parking lot, and as they got closer, Billy shifted uncomfortably, still holding the grab handle above him. This turn was much smoother than the last, but still too jerky for his liking. “You need to learn to ease into the turns, princess.”

“Uhm, okay.”

“Like this.” He carefully reached for the wheel as she kept hold of it herself, “Let your foot off the gas so you slow down.” As she did so he slightly turned the wheel, and when they were halfway into the turn, he looked over at her face, the look of concentration making him smile to himself. Looking back at the lot he continued, “Now slowly back on the gas.” When they completed the turn, he looked at her again, “Well would you look at that. Driving expert in the making.”

They continued this way for the next 10 minutes or so, slowly turning around each corner, tracing the outskirts of the parking lot. “You ready to go into second?” Without asking, he grabbed for her right hand again and put it back on the gear shifter, placing his over after.

“I don’t know, Billy. Maybe some other time.”

“You’ll do fine, Logan. It’s not like you could do any worse than you did earlier.”

“Thanks.” But before she could change her mind, a fully packed Pontiac pulled in on the other side of the lot, where the group began exiting the car with beer bottles, the teenagers laughing obnoxiously as they climbed the car.

Billy stuck his head out the rolled-down window to look and harshly exhaled. He then brought himself back into the car. “Fucking losers.” Billy quickly showed Jess how to park his car before swiftly leaving the passenger side and into the driver's side so they could peel out of the parking lot.

Billy began driving toward Cherry Lane but suddenly turned away from where they would normally go, causing Jess to look over at him in confusion. Billy looked over at her and teased, “What? You not hungry?” She, surprisingly, was not. Or at least wasn’t yet, but she thanked the lack of practice for that, considering she is normally starved at this time. What was the time? She looked down at her watch and realized how much time she lost track of.

“It’s 5:30?!”

“Yeah, why?” Billy was still heading toward Big Al’s, not noticing the concern on her face when she realized she was normally home much sooner than this, or at least would have let them know she would not be home by now. When she had yet to respond he looked back over to her, taking in her worried expression she tried hard to hide. Oh shit. He knew that look too well. Would her parents be angry at her, would her dad be? Was her dad…

He didn’t let himself finish his thought. He jerked the car in the opposite direction, back toward their shared street. “Okay hold on.” Was all he said in response to her lack of. She nodded, smiling at him as a quick “thank you”. When they reached her driveway, Billy got out of the car as quickly as Jess did.

“You can stay in the car, you know,” Jess said quizzically while she unlocked the door. “I’m just letting them know I’ll be staying out a little later tonight, don’t want them to be all worried.” Her worried expression was long gone, and she seemed more confident now that they were back here. This made no sense to Billy. Weren’t her parents upset with her for being out so late? Not a chance I’m letting her walk in herself.

“Nah, been in the car too long anyways.” And with that, he decided to be the one to enter the house first, slightly moving Jess out of the way with his right arm. He looked around, quickly finding Jess’s father and quickly clenching his jaw in response. This caused Mr. Logan to cock his head to the side.

“Hello…” Stan began, wondering why a random teenager was now entering his home, unannounced. Jess squeezed through the opening to her home, which was still being blocked by Billy, which Stan took notice of, as he sighed in relief from seeing her home. “There you are, was wondering when you’d decide to show up.” Billy has heard this line many times, but it was never said with the smile Mr. Logan was giving Jess now. It was always said with malice, annoyance, but never kindness. This made him finally unclench his jaw, and as Billy was about to take the blame for her absence, Jess spoke up first.

“He let me drive!”

Stan began to chuckle, “Oh yeah, how’d she do? She’s too afraid to even touch my truck…”

“It’s too tall! I can’t even see anything, you remember what happened last time!”

“Yeah, well, you need a license.”

The friendly banter between the two made Billy’s eyes dart between the two, careful to not move his head too much for them to notice. So, no one was mad at her. But that didn’t answer the fact that she was still visibly worried, with the same worry he has felt too many times. He kept close eye on them until Jess changed the subject from her terrible driving. “We’re gonna be out a little later, if that’s cool, we’ll be back soonish.”

“Yeah, that’s cool.” He responded, mocking her tone.

“Why do you have to be so weird?” He only laughed at this, waving them out as she rolled her eyes, tapping Billy as she headed back to the front door.

“Love you, Kid.”

“Love you toooo.” She quickly shut the door and ran back toward the Camero. “Can I drive us to Big Al’s?”

“Fuck no.”

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove fanfiction #billy hargrove imagine #billy deserved better #billy hargrove stranger things #billy hargrove fic #billy hargrove x reader #billy stranger things #billy x reader #billy hargrove fandom #billy hargrove fluff #billy antis dni #billy hargrove antis dni #billy hargrove deserved better

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illarian-rambling · 5 months

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Thanks for the tag @somethingclevermahogony!

OC Questionaire

My questions:

What is one embarassing memory from your childhood that you can't shake?

What would you take with you if you were trapped on a desert island for one week?

What is your favorite animal?

Hm, let's do the Outcasts quartet for this one

1. What is one embarassing memory from your childhood that you can't shake?

Izjik: "Oh spirits, there was this one time back when I was a kid, I'd just started my apprenticeship as a hunter for my enclave, and one of our patrols found a drakeling carcass. Now, that's a pretty big deal - a drakeling will feed the enclave for weeks - and this one was really fresh, as it'd just been killed in the spring rut. So, Dzako - my old mentor - decided it'd be a good thing for me to learn to butcher it. ...Let's just say I didn't listen super well to where he told me the acid glands were. I'm lucky I didn't lose my hands, but damn if everyone wasn't mad at me. A whole week of fresh meat, gone in one mislaid swipe of a cocky teen's knife..."

Sepo: "Ugh, just one? I wasn't the most attentive child, so be it romantic or malevolent attention, I usually didn't notice. There was this one boy - I was maybe eleven at the time - who kept leaving notes in my bag. I'd usually toss them out, but the one I happened to read held a place and time to meet. I asked Saius about it, and he said the other boy probably wanted to hang out because he wished to be friends. I thought that was stupid, but Saius pressured me into going. A day later, I went to this random park, and turned out, it was not a friendly invite. Apparently, according to the other boy, I had 'marred his honor' by implying his sister was a prostitute and then repeatedly ignoring his confrontational notes. To be perfectly honest, I don't remember saying that about his sister, but then again, I might’ve not meant anything by it. Growing up in a high-end brothel tends to warp a child's view of things. Anyways, long story short, the other boy beat my ass. I never let Saius live that one down, even when he shaved the other boy's head in the dead of the night for me."

Twenari: "I mean, I'm twelve, so I have some more childhood to go, but I do remember one incident from when I was very little. I was probably around seven, so before I'd started working for my mother. She and I were on the deck of The Promise and I was showing her the magic I'd been learning. I'd just figured out the ice sigil and I was terribly excited. Excited enough that I ended up freezing her shoes to the deck. Imagine it - the most terrifying smuggler to ever stalk the Janazi Sea, swearing up a storm as her seven-year-old giggles because her mom's shoes are stuck. Yeah, I'm really not surprised my training doubled after that."

Djek: "Gods, this must've been... my first year on the street? No, my second, cause I'd had some teeth knocked out by then. I was out hunting rats with my little shiv. Fayuki rats are good eating, I'll have you know. Nice and fat, but as mean as dogs when you have them cornered. I was chasing this really chunky one through the alleyways, and I was super intent. Not only were rats food, but there was this guy I knew who'd buy the pelts off of you for two whole tuec. I chased this thing for almost a quarter mile before it squeezed its fat behind into a building. Of course, I followed it, not realizing that the building it had ran into was a fancy boutique. Yeah, you can imagine. A whole flock of uppity ladies started screaming as I ran out of a storage closet after this massive godsdamned rat. Someone got a hose from somewhere. Don't even know why they had one in the first place, to be honest. They tried to force me out with the cold water, but frankly, that was the first bath I'd had in months, so I didn't mind. It was the dye they threw that was kinda fucked up. I caught the rat in the end, but when I turned in that pelt, it and I were both splashed in a lovely permanent spring green hair dye. The kids on the street called my Greenie for months."

2. What would you take with you if you were trapped on a desert island for one week?

Izjik: "My washava. It's a weapon and a tool, great for hunting and trapping. It's been a trusty companion of mine for many shitty situations."

Sepo: "Only a week? Some books. I can drink seawater and fish for food in my siren form, so if survival is no issue, I'd love a quiet week to catch up on my reading."

Twenari: "A boat. Then I wouldn't be there for a week. Duh."

Djek: "Cucumbers. I think those count as food and water, so I bet I could survive off those for a week."

3. What is your favorite animal?

Izjik: "I like a lot of animals, but probably leopard seals are my favorite. Twenari told me about them and I'd love to see one in real life!"

Sepo: "Landhorse, but just her though. All other horses can get fucked."

Twenari: "This is going to sound stupid, but seagulls. They're so fun to watch fly and play, and if you see one over open ocean, that means land is close by, which is always welcome indeed."

Djek: "Pine martins. You ever seen one of those little bastards? They're just so damn cute!"

I'll tag @mk-writes-stuff @tryingtowritestuff24 @sergeantnarwhalwrites @bunnymermaidwrites and anyone else who wants in :)

Your questions are:

1. What is (or would be) your favorite subject in school?

2. Have you ever played a prank on someone?

3. If you could swap bodies with anyone you know for a day, who would it be?

#writing #writerscommunity #writblr #my ocs #oc questions

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prettypinkporkchop · 9 days

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Can you do Embry X reader where jake and sams pack is one now and they're co-alphas together and every wolf in the pack has a imprint including Collin and Brady and Claire as quils. You can choose the plot and details

GOOD IDEA MY SEXY PORKCHOP! Okay bet watch this shit. Oh also, I'm sorry but I never write Claire as Quils imprint bc it makes me

✨️uncomfortable ✨️ but I'll add faces for everyone's imprint besides you, obviously bc YOUUUU belong to Embryyyyyyy! Ugh, he's so loveable!

Collin's imprint: face - julia stiles. name- Amber

Brady's imprint: face - Mandy Moore. Name- Sarah

Seth's imprint: face - phoebe tonkin. Name- Brandy

Quil's imprint: face - taissa farmigo. Name- Spencer

Leah's imprint- face- Deborah Woll. Name- Marabelle

Embry runs up behind you and dunks you into the water. You jump back up and take a deep breath in. "Embry! I told you I didn't want to get my hair wet today!" You wipe your eyes and then smack his arm. He laughs and grabs you, kissing your forehead. "Mmm, I forgot. Sorry, hot stuff." You roll your eyes. You feel a hand touch your back. You turn to see Quil's imprint, Spencer. "Girl, you won't believe what just happened." She has a goofy grin. You turn toward her, and Embry steps beside you. She looks at Embry. "Sorry, Em. Girl talk." She laughs. "AH! Okay, I see. I'm offended!" He puts a hand over his chest and then swims away. You pinch the bridge of your nose. "What am I going to do with him?" You chuckle. "Kill him." She jokes. "Thought about it!" You laugh. "Anyways, what is it?" She looks around and then whispers in your ear. "So, Marabelle and Brandy were sitting in Leah's truck, putting sunscreen on Marabelle's irish ass." She stops and laughs. You giggle, too. You guys love picking with her. But you always remind her she's stunning! "Brandy was trying to find chapstick but found a box with a ring in it! She quickly hid it." She turns back, looking around. Everyone is out of the water and hanging out on the beach towels. You and Spencer are the only ones in the water. "Marabelle doesn't know. Brandy asked Leah. Leah got upset that Brandy knew but got over it. Now she's telling every imprint. She sent me out here to tell you." She puts a hand over her mouth, bursting in giggles. "Oh my God, I'm so fucking excited." You squeal. "Shh! C'mon. Let's join them!" She grabs your hand, and you two make your way to the group. Embry is lying down on top of Jacob. "Dude, get the fuck off me." Jacob laughs. Renesmee is facepalming. "Embry, off your boyfriend." You snap. He jumps up and sits next to you. "Bossy." He sighs at you.

After the beach trip, you guys head over to Emily's place. Jacob took Renesmee back to the Cullens. "Dude, I actually do NOT want to go to school tomorrow." Amber groans. Collin puts his arm behind her and pulls her in. "AWE!" He playfully teases. "Shut up, Collin." She groans. "I remember when that was me. Trust me. It's over in the blink of an eye." You reply. Suddenly, screaming is heard outside. "What the hell?" You jump up. You all run outside and see Seth phased, fighting a vampire. Brady and Collin instantly phase. Leah, Sam, Embry, Jared, and Paul get ready, but the three wolves rip his head off. "God damn." You mutter.

The two packs go over to the Cullins to figure out what the hell that was about. The imprints stay behind. "Brandy, Sarah, Amber, I can take you guys home. You need sleep. School is tomorrow." You remind them. Kim checks her watch. "Where are your parents?" She giggles. Rachel finishes painting Emily's toenails. "I'll take them home, guys." Rachel offers. "How about you and me go! The girls can sit in the back. I'd feel more comfortable if both of us adults went. I'm not sure what's out there tonight." Your stomach turns at the thought.

After taking them home, you, Spencer, Kim, Marabelle, Rachel, and Emily are sleeping in the living room. You're on the floor next to Kim. The door opens, and you all wake up besides Rachel. The two packs step inside and start talking. You hit Rachel with a pillow to wake her up. "Guys, the two Russians that wanted to kill the volturi had made a clan. They're getting revenge on us." Sam says. You all look at each other. "How many are there?" Emily asks. "Don't know just yet." He replies. "Did you make sure my girl got home safely?" Collin asks. "Yes. All of them. We walked them to the doors and all." You reply. "This is going to end badly." Seth says sadly. "Don't say that. We've been going on strong." Emily says. Leah tears up and then sits on the couch next to Marabelle. Your gut starts to twist as you remember what she had planned.

Everyone slept huddled up at Emily's house.

2 days later:

Your mouth is taped, and you're tied up on the same pole as Amber. There's a singular lamp in the basement. There are other poles around the room. Brandy and Emily, Spencer by herself, Kim and Rachel, Marabelle and Sarah. You look around and see everyone panicking. You guys were taken by a group of Russian vampires. This is actually insane. There's one vampire standing in the corner of the room. "Girls, you are fine! We aren't going to kill you. Not just yet, anyway!" He walks around everyone. His legs walk in front of you and all around the poles, watching you girls. You roll your eyes at how cheesy this is. He rips the tape off of Sarah's mouth. She screams and kicks her legs. Emily starts screaming, but it's muffled. He rips her tape off. "She's just a kid! Leave her alone!" Emily screams. "God, I don't care if all of you were kids. We hold you hostage to bring the wolves here, and then we kill them and kill you! Easy." He tapes her mouth back up. Sarah starts wailing. "Shut up! I can already tell you're my least favorite." He tapes her mouth.

After a few hours, you're rubbing Amber's hand that's tied with yours. You're trying to let her know it's going to be okay. The basement door bursts open, and the Russian vampire hisses. In walks, Rosalie and Alice. "Let them go." Rosalie spits. "No." He simply says. They start to fight. You're so focused on making sure that no bodies start flying and hitting one of the kids. Spencer is by herself and closest to them fighting. You're getting anxious. Somehow, Amber gets the tape off her mouth. "Where's everyone?" She calls out. Alice stopped while Rose had the guy held down. "Batteling." She says and rips his head off of his body. "Come on. We have to light his body." Alice starts untying all of you. Rosalie is ripping off his limbs. "Is he the only one here?!" You ask. "Yes! We are going to run upstairs." Alice says. Once everyone is untied, you grab Sarah, who is having a mental breakdown. You hold onto her. "Y/n, is everything going to be okay?" She cries. "Yes." You kiss the top of her head.

Rosalie and Alice go back to the battle after bringing you girls to their house. Renesmee and Bella are there to protect you. "Alice showed me. It's going to be okay." Bella hugs Amber. Everyone is worried about their wolves. You are sipping on your glass of water. Renesmee shared some of her snacks.

Bella stands up and smiles. "Everyone is here." She says. You all stand up and run outside. You catch Embry's eyes and jump into his arms. "Baby, oh my baby. I was so scared. I'm so fucking sorry." He holds you so tight. "We had to send Alice and Rosalie. I wish I could explain the pain I felt. I still feel it." He starts sniffling. "Embry, please take me home." You softly sob.

You lay on top of Embry's chest. He's playing with your hair and rubbing your arm. "I love you." He whispers. "I love you too, Embry." You look up and kiss his lips. His hands grab your face and pull you up so you're sitting on his waist. You pull away and kiss his neck, leaving wet kisses there. He sighs and leans his head back for you. You kiss lower to his collarbone. His hands make their way to your ass. You bite down, and he moans. You slowly make your way down his stomach, a trail of shiny spots of where your tongue has been. He looks down at you and raises his eyebrow. You start to pull his shorts off.

YUP THE QUEEN WENT TO QUEENING

As a celebration of winning, Emily threw a party. The youngsters are playing in the water. Sam and Paul are cooking on the grill in the sand. You and Embry are sharing a towel, laying down next to each other. You lock your fingers with his and smile. "You're my everything, hot stuff." He smirks. You kiss his cheek and then his temple. "You're mine."

"Guys! I have an announcement to make!" Leah calls out. You and Embry stand up and walk over to Leah. You know exactly what this is about. Marabelle is sitting on the towel, smiling up at her. Everyone stands around them. "I love Marabelle. We all do." She turns to Marabelle and lifts her off the ground, holding both of her hands. "Baby," she gets on one knee and pulls out a box from her bag. Marabelle gasps and covers her mouth. Spencer, who's standing beside you, grabs your arm. "It's happening!" Quil leans into her and whispers, "What's happening?" You and Spencer look at him like, really? "Marabelle, will you marry me?" She asks. "Yes! Fuck! Yes!!!!" She screams. Everyone starts cheering. You scream and then hug Embry. Quil hugs Spencer and looks at her with a certain look. Oh gosh, her turn! You can't help but lift your hand and look at the ring on your finger. Embry whispers in your ear, "What're you thinking about, Mrs. Call?" He chuckles. "Our wedding day." You smile.

#twilight #embry call #jacob black #jared cameron #paul lahote #sam uley #seth clearwater #twilight wolfpack #leah clearwater #quil ateara #embry call x reader

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wrenreid · 2 years

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Just Acting

Chapter Twenty-One

Jess ended up spending the night, and you wake up with your head laying on her chest. You sit up and laugh. "Were you comfy, baby girl?" she jokes.

You roll your eyes and head to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee. Jess plops down on the couch and you follow suit after hearing the coffee start brewing.

"So New Year's Eve party, huh?"

"Yeah. You should come," you smile.

"I would love to, but I have plans."

"Ugh. You're too busy for me," you say, fake pouting.

"Says you. Anyway, you plan on kissing anyone tonight?"

"My pillow. Maybe Aisha,” you grin.

"Is Matthew going to be there?"

"I don't think so. Why?"

She sighs, giving you a wiggle of her eyebrows. "Because you clearly feel something for him."

You contemplate arguing and denying, but instead you say "How is it that you just know things?"

"I learned how to read minds in college," she winks. "I can tell, Y/n. I've been able to tell from the start."

"Your best friend instincts are so annoying sometimes."

"You love me."

"Bite me."

"Gladly," Jess winks again.

"I'm going to tell him. Eventually."

"Good, or I'll have to beat your ass."

"Want to help me pick an outfit?" You ask.

"Yes," she hops up, leading you to your room. She sits on the bed and watches as you hold up a few outfit choices.

Jess's phone rings and she talks for a moment then hangs up. "Dammit Logan," she sighs. "I've got to go cover a shift. I'll see you later." She kisses your cheek playfully and leaves your apartment.

You're pretty bummed she can't come to the party tonight, but you're happy she'll be with the girl she loves. The party should just be the cast and spouses and a few other friends of AJ's since it's her party. From what Aisha told you, Matthew will still be in Vegas until next week. Which you suppose might be for the best because you can get drunk instead of worrying about him.

The script for the next episode was sent to you yesterday, and you're excited to read it. It'll be great to get back to work and jump into the Criminal Minds world again.

_____

You look into the mirror, you look pretty good if you do say so yourself. Jess did a good job helping you pick out what to wear.

A black mid-thigh length dress that hugs your curves, black opaque tights, and black boots is what you're wearing. For makeup, you have gold on your eyelids for the holiday and the rest is pretty natural. You curled your hair earlier today, so you just fluff it out now. Before leaving your apartment, you throw on a grey trench coat type jacket.

You drive to AJ's house and are greeted by her and her husband. You smile, happy to see them after a while. Their kids are at AJ's sister's house. Aisha is making drinks in the kitchen.

"Margaritas?"

"You know it," Aisha winks. "It's good to see you, kiddo."

You roll your eyes with a smile. "Make me something strong."

"Yes ma'am,” she grins excitedly.

Paget comes in dancing with a bottle of champagne. She kisses AJ's cheek before coming over to you two.

"You're getting drunk, and you cannot protest," she says, kissing your cheek as well.

"Wouldn't want to defy you,” you say with a smile.

Kirsten comes in later, and you're excited to see her again. More people from set and other friends of AJ's pile inside.

Nathan puts some music on and Aisha grabs your hand, making you dance with her. The moves are messy, but it's hilariously fun.

"You're already drunk and it's 10pm," you laugh.

"Don't judge me, it's New Year's Eve."

The party gets started, and you sip your second margarita while talking with Paget and Kirsten. All of you wear these glasses or head bands that Kirsten brought. They read "2021" (wrote this in 2020 and i don’t see a point in changing the year tbh) and are gold and glittery. Daniel is timing how fast Adam can chug a beer. You shake your head at them acting like college frat boys.

You all watch as the news stations play music and flashbacks of the year on tv. The countdown will start in thirty-seven minutes.

Adam grabs your hand and the two of you drunk-dance. You throw your head back laughing at him. It's amazing to be here with all of your friends. Well, almost all of them. He spins you around, and you see someone come into the front door.

"Matthew! You made it!" AJ's voice says. You've had two margaritas and two shots of tequila at this point so you hardly hear them from your place in the dining room.

You stop dancing with Adam and he smiles at you. "Go talk to him."

"You're drunk, you don't know what you're talking about," you chuckle nervously.

"Oh shush."

You roll your eyes and make you get closer to the door.

"Y/n, I wasn't sure if you'd be here."

"I'm not a total lame-ass when it comes to fun, Gubler." Your say, pulling your riding-up dress down.

He laughs. "You look really good."

"Thank you. I suppose you look alright."

"Suppose?" His eyebrows stitch together.

You smile, shooting him a wink. Tipsy Y/n is a lot more confident. Which scares you because what if you say something weird. You go back to the kitchen and pour a glass of champagne. The countdown is approaching.

You finish your glass in about ten minutes, going to a group of friends that Matthew isn't mingling with.

"I get the sense that you're avoiding me," a voice says after you leave the bathroom to fix your makeup.

"What if I am?" you turn around to face him.

"That's very rude given I helped you with mr reporter," he laughs softly.

"Thank you, by the way."

"No problem. So why are you avoiding me?"

"There could be multiple reasons, pick one." You bite your lip softly.

"I'm hurt," he puts his hand over his heart, tossing his head back lightly. "I thought we were friends or something. Isn't that what we talked about on the phone that day?”

Ouch. "Yeah. It is..."

"Is there something wrong?"

"Nope. All good here," you say and walk away. Eight minutes and thirty seconds until January first.

A few minutes pass as you and Paget pour everyone another round of champagne. You take a sip of your own glass then feel someone tugging on your arm.

"Can you please tell me what's going on?"

You look Matthew in the eyes. "I lied. I lied when I said we were friends. We were never really friends."

"Ouch."

"No, dammit. What i'm trying to say is, I like you. God, I sound like a middle schooler. I have feelings for you. I haven't figured them out completely, but they're there." He chuckles. "Well, don't laugh at me."

"No, it's just I thought you hated me.”

"Most of the time I do."

Matthew laughs, moving hair out of his face. "I feel the same way. The liking part, not the hating... well, both sometimes."

You smile, blushing. "Well..."

"Four more seconds."

You look at the tv. You can read, why is he telling you the countdown? Before you can ask, he pulls you in by the waist and kisses you as the others cheer for the new year.

"This is so cliche, ew,” you pull away from this kiss.

"Shut up, you like it."

You roll your eyes and pull his neck down to press your lips to his again. The rhythm is soft and slow. When you pull away again, you see your friends looking at you guys with eyes wide. AJ sips her champagne with a smirk on her face, making eye contact with you.

You blush at everyone's eyes on you two. You grab your champagne glass and take a drink.

Matthew takes it from you.

"Hey!"

"You're drunk, Y/n."

"That explains why I kissed you,” you tease.

"Hey," he says, furrowing his eyebrows.

"I'm kidding."

Matthew rolls his eyes and pours your drink out.

Around twelve-forty, Matthew grabs your hand. "You need to get home."

"You're lame."

"You're an ass, but let's go,” he says softly.

"I'm a cute ass," you say with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah." He leads you to your car and drives you back to your apartment.

He helps you get into your place and sit on the couch. "Do you want some water?"

You nod sleepily. "Yes please."

He brings you a cup and sits beside you. "After you finish that, you need to get to bed. Do you need anything before I go?"

"Don't leave."

"You want me to stay?"

"Yeah. Just for company and stuff,” you say, trying to play it cool.

He smiles. "Okay. I'll stay. Go get ready for bed."

You oblige, handing him the empty cup and heading to your room. After changing into a pair of blue flannel pj bottoms and a black tank top, you head back to the living room to find Matthew laying on the couch with his eyes open.

"You don't have to sleep on the couch,” you say, rubbing your eyes as you stand over him.

"I didn't want to overstep," Matthew says.

"I don't really feel like sleeping alone. It's like this weird sad feeling that I get when I'm drunk... sorry that was over sharing."

He smiles. "No, it's okay." He stands up and follows you to your room. You lay down and so does Matthew. He opens his arms so you can lay on him, and you rest your head on his chest.

twenty-two

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