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multific · 9 months

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His Follower

Kai Anderson x Reader

Warning: Kidnapping, torture, blood, cults

Summary: Being one of his followers had its moments, especially when his rival thinks they can just kidnap you.

As they pulled the bag off of your head, you let out a groan.

"Well this is pleasant." you looked around the room, five men wearing ski masks stood in front of you as you were chained to a chair.

"You will answer our questions." one said in a distorted tone, he must be using some kind of device.

"Alright, the secret is a good shampoo and I do weekly conditioning masks on it." you said as everyone fell silent.

"What?" one of them finally spoke.

"My hair-care routine." this resulted in you getting a slap across your face.

"We know you are one of Anderson's followers, we want to know his plans." you looked at the mask of the man who just hit you.

"You won't be able to stop him, no one will because all of you are nothing but imitators. Powerless little insects." another slap.

"You whore, you will tell us everything or you will suffer."

"I do like it rough." you smirked.

You probably didn't like it this rough though. Also who could have thought they would stab you with a freaking screwdriver?!

You didn't even feel your thigh anymore as he pulled the damned thing out, you watched blood flow out of the wound.

You looked up at their leader.

"You will regret this."

"Why would I? You are just one of many, he doesn't care about you, Sweetheart. Or did you believe he did? I feel bad for you being so naive."

you started to laugh. "What's so funny?"

"I'm not his follower." even with the mask on you could see the confusion. "I'm his everything, his obsession, the reason he keeps on going. I'm his wife." and now you saw the panic.

These idiots really thought they would kidnap you, chain you to a chair, torture you and kill you without Kai even noticing.

"You picked the wrong one." you said just as the door burst open and people with clown masks filled the room.

Exhaustion suddenly took over as you no longer had to hold it. Then on top of it you were pretty sure you got shot, the pain in your shoulder was killing you.

You were in and out of consciousness.

"Miss." you heard them say but you couldn't focus. You heard the chains being cut and you felt them move you.

Once you were in a car, you passed out.

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You woke up in your own bed, feeling like shit, you heard the machine next to you beep to the beat of your heart.

You looked at the damn thing beeping away, the sound annoying you to no end.

You made a face before you felt your hand being touched, you turned and saw your husband smiling at you.

"Sweetheart." he said as you tried to sit up, your shoulder hurt like hell and so did your legs. "Don't move too much, you lost a lot of blood and you were shot in the shoulder."

"Wonderful..." you said as you closed your eyes for a moment.

"I dealt with them." you heard him say as you only let out a sound to acknowledge his statement.

"My shoulder feels like shit."

"You were shot, Darling, it is normal. I'm sorry."

"The fuckers took me from a parking lot! I had ice cream in there..."

"It was planned. Thankfully I found you in time."

"I know you watched the video of them taking me many times. They wanted info, they thought I was only a follower." he almost laughed at that.

"If anything you are the one telling me no."

"Well, they didn't know that." you looked back at him, opening your eyes. "Can you stop that thing? I'm alive, the beeping is making me crazy."

He stood up and went to the other side of the bed, turning the machine off before sitting down by your leg.

"I won't let this happen again, you will be with me at all times or you will have someone with you. I can't lose you." You lifted your hand and put his cheek into your palm, you offered him a weak smile.

"You won't. I'm too stubborn to die anyway, you know that. But I wouldn't mind spending more time with you. You have been busy lately with your plans." he nodded. "I don't blame you for this, if anything its your stupid men who shot me in the shoulder." he made a face at that.

"They told me it was the people who took you."

"They didn't have a gun." you replied and now Kai knew, he needed to have a talk and find just who shot his wife. "I love you. Thank you for saving me."

He didn't want to bring up the fact that he was the very reason you were taken. He can't let that eat him up from the inside. He will just try and move on.

But both of you knew, every time he will see your scars, they will be a reminder to him of his failure.

Never again. He promised to himself and to you.

"I love you too." he said as he moved his head to kiss your palm.

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marauders-slytherin-whore · 10 months

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Hes gone

Summary- yn potters boyfriend (cedric diggory)dies and she dosent handle it well.

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Yn Potter was, of course, just as famous as her brother, maybe even a little more. It was no secret that everyone fancied the beautiful girl.

But everyone knew that her heart was already claimed by the one and only cedric diggory. The two of them had been together since the 2nd year and still going strong even tho they thought it wouldn't be anything important as they were both young.

Even tho they were two years apart it didn't stop them from falling more and more in love with each other everyday.

Even snape couldn't bring himself to hate the relationship between them, the relationship didn't just bring happiness to themselves but to everyone around them they were simply made for eachother nothing could ever come between the two.

The two would always be seen walking in the halls with each other as yn happily spoke about anything and everything on her mind, and Cedric simply let her, smiling as he looked at her with adoration and love.

They would hold each other tightly when they were scared of what the future held in front of them.

In the free time, they'd play in the yard playfully, tackling each other and laughing as they put fruit in each other's mouth.

Cedric had even memorised every Taylor swift song just so he could impress yn and sing her, her favourite songs.

When they argued, it never lasted longer than a day before they apologised and were back to how they were like, nothing had happened.

Their relationship was perfect. You couldn't describe it as anything over than perfect.

It was now the last stage of the triwizard tournament, and yn was wearing a gryffindor jumper and a hufflepuff scarf to support her twin brother and boyfriend.

"Who are you hoping to win, your twin or your boyfriend?" A girl spoke From next to where yn stood with hermiome and Ron.

"I don't really mind who wins as long as they are both ok im happy." Yn spoke with a kind smile waving at Cedric as he blew her a kiss.

She laughed a little, taking a photo of him and Harry on her polariod as he smiled at her happiness.

Cedric ran up to the stands and kissed yn whispering how he loved her before going back to stand in line waiting for the tournament to start.

-----harrys pov------------

I looked down at Cedric lifeless body crying ad I remembered they events that had just happened.

Voldemort had killed cedric and attempted to do the same to me, except my parents and cedrics spirit had helped me win against him.

I remember the last words out of Cedric mouth crystal clear.

"Bring my body back to my father and yn, please keep her safe for me and tell her I love her more than word could ever tell her"

I grabbed his body and the port key and was taken back where everyone was waiting.

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Harry had arrived, and everyone cheered for him, but something wasn't right.

Cedric wasn't moving and Harry was clinging to his body with tears streaming down his face as he met my eyes mouthing that he was sorry.

Thats when I noticed how cold his body looked I stood up and ran over to where he was dropping to my knees screaming in distraught as his father joined crying in just as much pain as I was, we both cried while hugging his lifeless body.

His father stood up as dumbledore helped him up and escorted him away from the scene trying to do the same to me.

"No, please baby, please don't leave me, please don't leave me," I whispered over and over again into his shoulder.

Harry came over and hugged me from behind as I refused to let him go, not wanting to believe he was actually gone.

"I couldn't save him yn im sorry voldemort killed him to get to me im sorry I couldn't help I tried". Harry cried, trying his best to comfort me while telling me what had happened.

The news had only made me cry more, My boyfriend was murdered the same exact way my parents were murdered.

The grounds were cleared with only mcgonagall, snape, dumbledore, and Harry trying to coax me away from him gently.

Snape leaned down to my level, sympathy in his eyes. I had never seen any emotion except hate in his eyes when looking at me.

"Come on, yn, it's time to let him go," he whispered gently as he would break me if he spoke any louder.

Mcgonagall had pulled snape away and knelt down in front of me gently, grabbing me, pulling me away from the body sitting on the ground with me holding me tightly as the others covered cedrics body.

I grabbed her robes tightly, crying into them as she stroked my hair gently.

"His gone, Minnie, he's really gone, I can't live without him. I just can't please tell me it's not real"

"Im sorry, sweetheart, I'm so sorry," she spoke, cradling me gently.

"Come on dear lets go back to the common room and get warm" she spoke standing up and leading me to the gryffindor common room as I curled up into my bed clinging to a photo of Cedric, breaking down as she left the room to give me my space.

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Mcgonagall made her way to dumbledores office where snape and dumbledore himself were waiting for an update on the girl.

"How is she?" Snape asked eagerly, voice filled with concern as soon as mcgonagall had entered the room.

"Broken, she's absolutely shattered," she spoke quietly, trying not to cry as she remembered the look on the girls face when she climbed into bed and saw a picture of the two.

They all looked to the ground, not knowing what to say about the events of the night before leaving and going back to their houses.

The day after his funeral, it was classes, and yn hadn't shown up to any classes. The teachers had noticed but left her to herself to grieve.

Instead, the girl spent her time in her room drinking till she passed out and smoked till she couldn't walk. It was the only way she knew how to numb the pain.

She had also begun cutting herself, blaming herself for every little thing that had ever happened.

She was slowly killing herself and wasn't making an effort to stop.

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Mcgonagall and snape had decided that they should go and check up on the girl as she hadn't left the rooms since the incident.

When they entered the room, they hadn't expected what they saw.

The room was trashed cupboards were smashed and things were thrown on the floor, the floor was littered in empty alcohol bottles, empty pipe bottles, and burnt out cigarettes.

But there was no sign of yn.

But the bathroom door was slightly cracked open, making the professors think that's where she was.

Before they could walk to the door, Harry entered the room, witnessing the state it was in with the same shocked expression that mcgonagall and snape previously had shown before it changed into sorrow.

Harry walked to the door before knocking and not gaining any reply. He cautiously opened the door a little before gasping and running in.

Mcgonagall and snape followed his steps before laying their eyes on what harry had opened the door on.

They ran to the girls' side, trying to wake her, but it was pointless.

She was already gone.

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Today was the day that the pain would finally end, I had decided it was time to finally let go and go somewhere peaceful.

Somewhere where I would meet my parents and finally be reunited with Cedric.

It had taken a lot of thought about not wanting to leave Harry behind, but I knew he'd be ok with his friends, and I'd still be with him just ad a spirit, though.

I grabbed my blade and pills, sitting down against the bathroom wall, writing a letter to whoever found me so that they had some sort of goodbye from me.

"Dear everyone,

Let's start with the most important person, harry, please dont dwell on it too much I know that this isn't the best way to go but I have no choice, we all know that staying here I would just continue destroying myself more and more everyday, so I want you to know that I am now in a better place with our parents and Cedric, and until the day that you die by old age I'll promise to watch after you everyday, im not saying don't be sad I mean of course you'll be sad im not they're to annoy you with my Taylor swift karaoke anymore, more along dont take this as a tragic suicide, take this as me finally meeting peace that we both know I needed, im not really gone I'll still show up randomly as a ghost and help you kill voldemort and embarrass you with karaoke in the great hall with nearly headless nick, so this isn't goodbye it's a I'll see you in heaven when you're old and wrinkly and I'll see ya around hogwarts when I randomly visit i love you hazza, and Minnie same goes for you I'll still continue to show up and gossip about all the people in the afterlife, and thank you, thank you for being my parental figure when I had no one else I love you minnie, snape and dumbledore I may not be your biggest fan nor are you mine but I'm still gonna say a partial goodbye even though you'll both soon be up here with me since your both extremely old anyways moving on again, to all the other professors that have taught me, thank you that's all ive gotta say is thank you and see ya soon, now for my friends I love all of you dearly and don't think you've finally escaped me, and Ron and hermione if you two don't hurry up and admit you love eachother I'll haunt you while you sleep, and to every other student in hogwarts heres a piece of advice just do what your scared of because if you don't you'll end up living with what ifs instead of im happy I did that, anyways thats all I've got for all of you just one more thing make sure you play the most out of pocket songs at my funeral, that's all so bye for now".

Love yn."

I placed the paper beside me before opening the bottle and taking a handful.

And finally, the darkness overtook me, and I smiled, feeling a sense of peace wash over me.

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It was my sisters funeral today as I read out the letter she left a few laughs were shared along with some cries from the people who really knew her as I finished the letter I looked up at the sky saying a goodbye to her even though i knew it wasn't really goodbye.

We planted her beside Cedric, decorating the graves with photos with both of them and special things that belonged to the two.

I silently cried with Ron and hermiome but also smiling, knowing that she was finally at peace.

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As I entered the white gates of heaven I couldn't help but laugh at how cliche it all was but that's when I noticed them standing there waiting for me.

My parents, they ran over to me, embracing me in a hug filled with tears and laughter.

We pulled away as my father grabbed my face and kissed my forehead.

"Hey sweetheart, welcome home," he said as Mum smiled, pushing the hair out of my face to look at me properly.

"Mum, dad, God, I've missed you," I spoke, and they smiled, holding my hand.

"We missed you two, sweetie, but first look behind you," they smiled as i turned around confused only to see him standing there.

"Couldn't stay away could you love" Cedric laughed smiling as I ran over to him jumping into his arms embracing him tightly, he held me laughing a little while slowly lowering me back down to the ground.

I wrapped my hands around his neck, and he wrapped his around waist, pulling me in and kissing me softly.

"I love you," we both whispered in sync, hugging each other tightly.

My parents joined the hug after a while as we all smiled happily.

I was finally at peace.

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aecassie · 1 year

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hello! please if you take requests could you pls write something for kit walker coming back home to reader after getting out of the asylum and telling her everything he had to go through while in that place? tysm <3

𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘦! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘪𝘢. 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘰, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳!

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๑ֹ🐈꫶۫𓈒 ꙳۪🌻ໍׅ⤸ 𓏸۫🚌໋ׅ ⁎۫🌟໋ׅ≀ 𝆹۪🍌ໍׅ⬞ 𝅄۫📒ໍׅ◗ ᕀ 🧻꫶໋𓈒۫ ♫ׅ۫ 🐻‍❄ໍׅ𓍢 𝅄ֹׅ ⛸️۪۫៶🗑️ ★ ハ

𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑓, 𝑘𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒

𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟: 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑟. 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑛 (𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛, ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛), 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑏𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: ℎ𝑒𝑦!! 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠𝑦𝑙𝑢𝑚 𝑦𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑦, 𝑠𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝑀𝑦 𝑘𝑖𝑡 𝑘𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ, 𝑖 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡. 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡, 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠! <3

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑠

𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 (𝑜𝑓𝑐 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡) 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡,

𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚗 - 𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑤𝑖𝑓𝑡

𝚈/𝙽 = 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎

𝑘𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑟 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

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Briarcliff.

The place most feared by you as well as anyone sane or insane.

In a matter of months, he, her then-husband Kit Walker, ended up right there.

Kit was accused of being the newest serial killer haunting the city, "The Bloody Face". You knew it wasn't Kit, you had already been attacked by the serial killer and he was the one who defended you. You even told the police everything, but they didn't care, they just threw Kit there, like he was nothing more than a bag of garbage. Since he was locked up in Briarcliff, you don't sleep well, you don't eat well and sometimes you don't even get out of bed.

But it was today. The day when the sun would rise for the two of you once again, after so long.

Kit's innocence was proven, and you, of course, longed to see him again. It was about six o'clock in the afternoon, and both happy and anxious, you put the following items in your small bag: Your ID and Kit's, some money, your car and house keys, your wallet and a lighter. Leaving like lightning on a rainy afternoon, you run to your car and head straight to the macabre sanatorium. Slamming the vehicle door, you felt the thick drops of cold rain falling on your hair and shoulders. The moment you saw Sister Jude, your heart seemed to hammer on your chest. After deep steps, you are in front of the woman.

"Sister Jude! I'm Miss Walker, wife of patient Kit Walker." -- You say holding out the IDs so the sister can see. She takes the pieces of paper and quickly reads them -- "Oh, yes, Kit Walker. Hey! You guys, bring Walker, his wife came to get him!" - Jude shouts to two male, who looked like medicial, and obey her. -- "Don't stand in the rain, come on." -- The woman extends her hand to you, who enters the place and sits on an old sofa.

After 10 minutes that felt like 10 years, Kit emerged accompanied by the same two men as before, who released him as they walked through the door. Without even thinking twice, Walker ran towards you, hugging you with all the strength he had. -- "I missed you so much" -- Kit says still clinging to you, with a tearful voice -- "I know, me too." -- You answer by stroking the man's dark hair. The two of you broke away and looked at each other for a few seconds, both of you with teary eyes. -- "Bye, sister Jude" -- Kit waved to her who gave a small smile and waved back. With your hands clasped, you and Kit got into the red car and made your way home.

Once there, you entered the living room and Kit sat on the smaller sofa. -- "I'm going to make something for us to eat, I finally learned how to make your favorite food!" - You said smiling happily, but stopped when you noticed Kit's obviously pained smile. -- "Kit? What happened?" -- You questioned him getting closer, seeing him release some agonizing sounds in pain. -- "Nothing, don't worry, Mrs. Walka!" Kit replied, trying to be reassuring. What didn't work. -- "Kit." - You gave him an ultimatum and he surrendered. -- "I'm fine, doll, I just feel a little bad, that's all" -- He said and you sat down next to him, helping him take off his jacket.

As the fabric ran down Kit's arms, a grunt of pain escaped his lips, and you saw countless scars, some fresh and some older. -- "Oh my God, Kit. What did they do to you?" Her heart broke when she noticed her husband's tears streaming down his face. -- "It's like hell there, y/n. All I could think about was you, the real serial killer out there, wanting to kill you." Kit was crying all over now, fumbling for words. -- "Kit, calm down, alright?" - You said placing one of your hands on the side of Kit's face, who nodded slowly trying to contain his despair. -- "Tell me, what happened in there?" -- Kit then, hearing your words, took a deep breath and began to count. -- "They punished us. I tried to run away, but when I did that, they caught me. I even spent days inside a small dark and silent room, tied up with a straitjacket, they were the worst moments of my life. Sister Jude has a collection of "rods" or whatever they were; She used to hit us, and hit us a lot. We had a doctor in there, but he looked like a butcher. He was a crazy old man who would cut me and try to make a bunch of experiments or whatever went through his lunatic head. I had nothing there and I just wanted you, so much so that thanks to the medicine that man gave me I started to hallucinate. I saw you, with me, telling me that everything would be fine well." -- The more Kit talked, the more pain you felt.

"I should be there" That was the phrase that ran through her head, over and over again.

"Dr. Thredson was the worst." - Kit said now looking at the floor, frustrated. -- "Who is Dr. Thredson?" -- You ask -- "The psychiatrist. He's the bloody face, and he did everything to make me stay inside, taking his blame. He made a report, put me as insane. I started to doubt myself Everyone was screaming "he's the murderer", and there was nothing I could do about it. Thredson blackmailed me, told me that if I didn't confess to the murders, he would kill you." -- Kit started crying again -- "I couldn't lose you, I wasn't going to let anyone take you away from me. I'm sorry for not telling you." - Kit spoke at last and now you were crying with him. -- "It's okay Kit, you're home as well, and with me." -- You took Kit's hand and soothed him. -- "I look horrible, this is horrible" -- Kit said referring to the scars. -- "No Kit, of course not. They're not horrible, they just show how strong you are, how much you've endured! You're beautiful, you always will be." - You said smiling with closed lips.

Moving closer to Kit, you gently ran your lips over the scars, leaving small pecks on them. Looking at him again, you caught Kit's smile as he took your face in his hands and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. -- "I love you, Mrs. Walka" -- Kit smiled wider at you, who did the same -- "I love you too, Mr. Walker." -- Kit pulled you to him and joined both lips, the kiss was a little salty for the tears shed earlier, and soft, for the perfect synchrony between you and him. -- "What do you want to do?" -- You questioned Kit, who still looking at your mouth replied -- "Can we take a shower?" - He asks and you nod, locking the door of the house and taking him to the bathroom.

You sat him on the toilet lid and turned on the shower, putting on the bath plug and going to the bedroom to fetch Kit's favorite bubble bath. When you got back, the tub was already full, so you turned off the shower. Taking some of the water, you pour it over Kit's hand, who looks at you confused -- "Is the temperature okay?" -- He understands and replies -- "Great!" -- You two smile at each other and you put the foam inside the bathtub. Kit gets up and you help him out of his shirt and pants. He walks in and you turn around, ready to head to the kitchen. -- "Wait, won't you join me?" -- Kit asks and you look at him -- "Do you want it?" He nods frantically stretching his arms out to you. You then take off your suit and climb into the tub, taking comfort in Kit's strong arms. You turn to him, laying your head on his chest and closing your eyes through the water on your back. -- "I love you, so much" -- Kit says running his fingers through her hair -- "I love you so much too, forever." -- She says and feel a small kiss on her forehead, which makes she smile.

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cilginkasar31 · 9 months

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Pov: Y/n and evan's halloween adventure "It's Halloween tonight, evan, remind me! We should go buy candy" *Evan sleepily* "Hmm...okay we'll get it" *sleeps back* "Wake up EVAN!!! !" *Y/n poured 4 glasses of water on Evan's head and Evan gasped like a fish out of water and jumped to his feet. Y/n looks proud* "I should have guessed you were going to do this...the bed got wet thanks to you" "Thank you and now get ready and let's decorate the house" *Evan involuntarily got out of bed and got ready...and came back* "Okay now let's go " "Great" *Y/n kisses Evan's cheek and they rush out of the house* (I'm not good at romance) "So... what do we do now?" "First we're going to buy candy, and then we're going to do a scary makeover... what's the idea?" "Hmm...it's great" "I know" *Evan and Y/n come to the candy store and buy candy, then buy ornaments for the house and start decorating the house* "Evan, these ornaments are amazing!" "Oh, it's beautiful! We can get our makeup done soon?" "Hmmm... definitely tate langdon, you look absolutely gorgeous when you put that makeup on" "I'm sure it would look great on you too" *evan approaches Y/n, Y/n looks at the clock and realizes they're late for everything, suddenly stands up* " We're running too late!" *Evan laughs* "Oh... well" *It's been almost half an hour for Evan and Y/n to get the house ready* "Finally, it's time for makeup!" "Are you sure you can do it?" "Hahaha...of course I'm very talented *says sarcastically* "Okay...now wait I'll get the supplies" *Y/n gets the supplies and comes in* "Okay now close your eyes" *Evan closes his eyes...then 20 minutes pass* "Now open your eyes" *Y/n brings the mirror* "Well... I couldn't do the exact same thing, but it's very successful" "It really is" *Both laugh and evan kisses Y/n's cheek* *15 minutes pass and Y/n does her own make-up... puts on costumes and... it's all done but they're going to collect candy!

#evan peters x reader #evan peters #evan yn #delicous #keşfet #Evan #peters #y/n #keşfedilmemiş

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hstylesloverr · 2 years

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YOUNG LOVE.

evan peters x model!yn

warnings: mentions of the show “dahmer”??, age gap

evanupdates via instagram post

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evanupdates “ The funny thing is, when I was offered the part to play Dahmer, I seriously considered turning it down. You know, I didn't think I could measure up. Yes, I had done something similar in American Horror Story, but trying to tell an event as horrific as Dahmer's life and what he did to his victims in such an explicit and realistic way? I really thought I wasn't up to the task. I told my girlfriend that I had been offered a big role and that I was thinking about whether or not to turn it down. She asked me what it was about and well, I told her what the series was about a bit. Then she looked me straight in the eye and simply said, "You have to accept this role."

[…]

Yes, I really think I couldn't have done it without the support I got from the whole team and especially from my girlfriend. You know, she would sit with me every afternoon and we'd spend hours and hours watching documentaries and Dahmer movies, reading police reports, newspapers from the time, whatever. The support I had from her was truly something I will always be grateful for. ”

- Evan talking about the process of accepting his character in the new netflix publicity interview.

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username y/n is the most supportive girlfriend

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ahsfan what did i miss? 😭 last time i checked evan was dating emma

ynfan6 girl they broke up in 2015 😭😭😭 you missed a lot

username @ ynfan6 but y/n and evan weren't already dating in 2010? i'm a new fan i’m a lot confused

evanfan9 those were just rumours! y/n and evan were nothing more than close friends until 2016, where they started dating, but they always kept the relationship very private because they were heavily criticized for the age difference

yourinstagram via instagram post

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yourinstagram posing for the camera as if i just weren’t traumatized.

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username god i wish i looked this pretty being traumatized

ynfan she’s unreal

evanfan3 evan’s a lucky man tbh

honeymoon Pretty girl 💖

username did u liked the show?

yourinstagram i honestly had a really bad time watching it, especially knowing that it’s based on real events. however, i loved the effort and dedication that everyone involved in it put into it.

harryfan1 i'm sick of Harry liking all of this girl's posts 😭

yourinstagram me too

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arianagrande 🤍🤍

ahsfan we all know who took this photo

username i really think evan's gallery is full of silly photos of y/n😅😅 but who knows maybe he hides his photography skills

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evanscult00 i'm literally in love with herrr evan be careful because you and i aren’t friends

ynupdates via instagram post

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ynupdates CUTIES 🥹! Y/N and her boyfriend, Evan Peters, in a pub tonight in Paris.

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evanfan no bc this is like the first pic we have of evan IN MONTHS i'm not complaining anyway i love this couple so much

username they both look so happy and comfortable

ynfan1 i want what they have

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username stylish girlfriend 🤝 “i don't care what to wear” boyfriend

evanfan7 will she know all the people who want to be her right now?

evandyn evan said that he was very insecure with girls and that he needed them to be patient with him 😭😭😭 seeing how happy he is with y/n makes me sensitive

ahsfan5 they were written by taylor swift i don’t make the rules

username THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER??? i'm playing lover in my head

ahsfan5 YES YES they also give many cigarettes after sex vibes

ynthrowbacks via instagram post

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ynthrowbacks Evan Peters, Y/N’s boyfriend, 10 years ago today.

username she looks so fetus

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ynfan7 ok but can we talk about the fact that they are 9 years apart?

username !! it always seemed very strange to me, especially because evan doesn't even look like he's 35, but they started dating when y/n was already of legal age, so i guess that’s fine

ynfan9 y/n was 14 years old in that photo and evan 23...

evanfan5 not the new fans being shocked by this 💀💀💀💀 evan has always been heavily criticized for this for all these years even though they were just friends until 2016. they both went through hell with your public opinion until a couple of years ago and now you guys want to bring it back 😅

ynfan4 @ evanfan5 THIS further treating y/n as a little girl when she is now 26 and a fully capable adult

username love this y/n era

evanfan9 THE PIZZA me trying to cook aesthetically

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yourinstagram you kiss my face and we're both drunk. everyone thinks that they know us, but they know nothing about us

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taylorswift13 💜💜💜

taylorfan1 SPEAK NOW TV????

username she just said that she doesn't give a shit about what you guys talk about her relationship.

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username why is he kissing her belly?? 👀

evanfan7 here we go again

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username favorite midnights song go

yourinstagram maroon

ynfan9 the publication did not come out more than 10 minutes ago and i have already seen a couple of articles saying that y/n is pregnant like 💀💀💀💀

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ahsfan7 they’re so cute like 😿😿🥹🥹

username I firmly believe that they are the love of each other's lives

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username omg im so embarrassed

#evan peters imagine #evan peters #evan peters x reader #ahs imagine #american horror story #evan peters x you #bella hadid imagine #bella hadid #evan peters x y/n #evan peters smut

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klbwriting · 2 months

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Not Romeo, Not Juliet

Chapter 2: Great Stage of Fools

Fandom: Red Hood

Pairing: Jason Todd x f!reader

Warnings: bullying

Summary: Jason goes to auditions and at Dick's urging, tries to make friends, it doesn't turn out well

When we are born we cry that we are come / To this great stage of fools

— KING LEAR, ACT 4 SCENE 6

Jason had hoped to just coast through this theater class. He would get some side part like Fortinbras or Marcellus, in fact he was auditioning for those parts, not working super hard on getting anything right, just knowing he would be in the show and have a group of people who, so far, weren’t that bad. The other seniors, two guys and a girl, were alright and made him feel welcome as soon as he joined their row in the auditorium prior to auditions.

“You don’t look the theater type,” one of the guys, Jackson, said. Jason glanced over at him and shrugged as the other guy, Matt, muttered something about Luke Evans. “Ya, but Luke Evans is British, that’s why does theater.”

“My guardian signed me up, thought it would help me mellow out,” Jason said, trying to make conversation. This whole situation sucked but he might as well make the best of it, that’s what his therapist was always telling him anyway. He was reading over the few lines he was doing for Marcellus, ignoring the eyes of the girl, Chelsea, on him.

“What is with the white hair?” she asked finally. The guys stared at her. “Do you die it like that?”

“No, was in an accident over the summer, turned some hair white,” he said, very practiced in that response after the first couple days of school. He was getting a little tired of it honestly and couldn’t wait until everyone just forgot about him being new. She nodded and turned back to her book, throwing looks at him as she tried to read her lines.

“Jason Todd, Matt Peters,” called the theater director. Jason and Matt stood, going to the stage. “Ready for Marcellus and Horatio, Act 1, Scene 1, lines 70-90.” Jason brought the script up, checked where that was and put it down. He already knew the lines, had read Hamlet quite a few times, and didn’t want to bother holding the book. Matt started to look nervous, still holding up the script to read. As the scene started Jason felt himself slipping away. He was someone else, he didn’t have to be weird, zombie, ex-vigilante Jason keeping a lid on his emotions and his anger. He could be this guard, seeing ghosts and just trying to get by without losing him mind. Ya, he could do that.

“Good now, sit down, and tell, he that knows, Why this same strict and most observant watch…” he started. The words flowed out of him, and he found himself really getting into it. When the scene was stopped, he stood quietly, watching Matt eye him curiously.

“Where did you come from?” he whispered to him as they walked off the stage. Jason shrugged.

“Homeschool,” he answered. He sat back in his chair, pulling out Frankenstein, and starting to read that. He could hear the others discussing him but tried to ignore it. Then he heard them mention someone named YN and he stilled, thinking back to the alley and her bandaging his hand. Not the same person probably, but the name just sprung her face into his mind, and he had to shake himself to get back to the present. Weird.

“Hey Jason,” Chelsea called. He looked over and saw them all facing him. Great, ganging up on him, lovely. “So this show is going to be in the citywide high school Shakespeare competition in December, and we were thinking of going to check out the competition, Gotham Academy is having an open mic night fundraiser for their theater program on Friday night, how about you come with us?” Jason was about to say that sounds terrible when he thought about Dick that morning.

“You should make some friends, it wouldn’t be so bad to have to hang out here if you invited people over,” he had said over breakfast. “Plus, you’ve never really been allowed to have friends since you were like 10, why not make some now?” Jason had to admit he was right, once you became Robin it was hard to be friends with anyone, you just worried about them finding out, or them getting hurt. He wasn’t Robin anymore, he was just Jason, and that thought, being just Jason with no friends, did kind of suck. So fine, why not?

“Sure, what time and where we meeting?” he asked. Matt handed him a crumbled flyer that read Gotham Academy café, Friday night, 8PM. “Just meet you guys there?”

“Yes, it’ll be very fun,” Chelsea said. They were dismissed, the roles would be posted on Monday. The other seniors walked him out where he saw Dick waiting for him at the car. “Is that your dad?”

“No, that’s my older brother,” he said, heading over to meet him. Dick let him in the car and then joined him to drive. “Keeping tabs on me, mom?”

“Yes, I am,” Dick said honestly. “How did auditions go?”

“Fine, met a couple people, we’re going to some open mic night at Gotham Academy. Something about a Shakespeare competition?” Jason said, leaning his head back to the chair.

“Good, friends, friends will keep you out of fights clubs,” Dick mumbled.

“Not likely.”

Friday rolled around and Jason was heading out when Dick handed him a tracking device. He glared and snapped it to his leather jacket. If he didn’t Dick would just have one implanted anyway.

“You know that’s fucked up right? I’m not a puppy,” Jason said, grabbing his book and wallet.

“I know, but you’re also prone to not being where you say you’ll be,” he said. Jason grunted. One time he sneaks out and suddenly he’s never going to be trustworthy again.

“You know, sometimes I wonder if Bruce wouldn’t be better at this,” Jason snapped. Dick sighed, not saying anything. Jason knew he should take it back, but he was annoyed now so he just left instead, taking the bike from the other night and heading over to Gotham Academy. It was still warm in the late August evening and Jason didn’t really want to be inside at some café, so he was pleasantly surprised when he parked and saw chairs set up on a grassy lawn next to the school. There was a staging area on raised pallets and several people were already seated with coolers and bags of food from local restaurants. He felt more relaxed knowing that he wasn’t going to be confined to a closed in area with people he didn’t know and probably wouldn’t like.

He paid for a ticket and moved among the folding chairs, finding the others from school. They had two coolers and pulled a water bottle for him from one. He sat down, not sure what he actually expected. Seeing YN walk on stage at the beginning of the show wasn’t it though.

“Hello everyone, and thank you for coming to our open mic night fundraiser to help fund this year’s Shakespeare competition show ‘MacBeth’,” she said and a round of applause sounded. He looked around, seeing a decent size crowd there, more than he thought would show up for a theater program. He clapped at first, then noticed the others weren’t. He frowned as they shook their heads at him.

“What?” he asked as the first act started. They leaned in close so no one would hear.

“That is YN, she was runner up for best actress last year for her role in The Tempest, she lost to Amber, she graduated last year, but she also caught Amber screwing one of the judges at the afterparty and told the Gotham City theater council. Got the award taken away. I mean, so what if Amber wanted to make sure she would win? She was winning anyway, YN is not talented,” Jackson explained, glaring over at YN who was sitting off the side of the stage, watching the show, checking her notes every now and then. Jason just nodded and looked back at them.

“Ya, we have a great surprise for her after the show, she’s going to regret being such a bitch last year,” Chelsea said. Jason frowned but didn’t say anything, just sat back to watch the rest of the show. Maybe these guys were not who he wanted to be friends with after all. He sat quietly as they headed for the final act, which was YN.

“Thank you everyone again for coming, as MC I have the honor of the final performance and I’m taking a request from one of our freshmen ladies who really just wanted some Taylor Swift tonight,” she said. There was a keyboard setup and she sat down at it, playing some chords to a song Jason didn’t know. Then she was singing, and Jason wasn’t sure if he ever wanted her to stop.

He was sunshine I was midnight rain

He wanted comfortable

I wanted that pain

Jason listened, staring at her. He had never heard this song before, but he doubted anyone sounded as good as YN at it. She felt these words, felt this heartbreak and Jason could feel it through her. It was intoxicating and he wanted to talk to her, wanted to know her, wanted to make this heartbreak stop. He didn’t realize that something was placed in his hand until he saw what the other seniors were doing.

It came like a postcard

Picture perfect, shiny family…

SPLAT

The water balloon hit her square in the face, breaking and dousing her in Koolaid, the red staining the soft purple shirt she was wearing. Two more went flying and landed on her body as she stood, eyes focusing on the group from Bludhaven Prep, narrowing at the sight of the water balloon Jason had just realized was in his hand. He looked down at it and then at her.

“O shit…” Matt said as YN launched off the stage, giving chase. Jason was slow to react, diving over people as he followed the other three towards the parking lot. She caught up to him, tackling him from behind, forearm around his throat. He ran couple more steps before falling to his knees so he could flip her over his head as gently as he could. She landed on the grass with an ‘oof’ and stared up at him. She growled, turning around and getting on her knees.

“Listen…” he said before the fist hit his face. He reeled and grabbed her fists before she could throw another. “Hey! I didn’t know they were going to do that!” She glared, looking at the bandage on his hand, the cut on his palm healing slowly, and recognition dawned on her.

“Jason? Really? You’re with those assholes?” she asked. He shook his head. “O so you don’t go to Bludhaven prep?”

“Well ya, I go there now,” he said.

“And you’re in the theater program?” she asked.

“Yes, I just auditioned a couple days ago…” he said.

“And the first thing you do when joining them is all decide to come here and ruin my open mic night?” she asked. Then she stared at him, remembering where he had seen her, where they met. “Did you tell them where I live?” He made a face, confused.

“No, I didn’t even know you went to Gotham Academy, I was just here because they said they wanted to check out the competition and I was trying to make friends,” he explained. You looked around, there was a crowd slowly gathering around you two.

“Get out of here, and I never want to see you again,” she said, shoving him back. He stared at her for a moment, seeing her looking around, her face shifting from humiliated, to hurt, and then, her eyes falling back on him, rage. “GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!” In that moment he wished Dick had left him in the ground. He knew from her eyes that he had made an enemy for life. He ran to the parking lot, got on his bike and drove back to the penthouse, unable to get her hurt expression out of his head.

#jasontodd #jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd x y/n #redhood #red hood #red hood x reader #red hood x you #red hood x y/n #notromeo

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nobitchs-world · 1 year

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“Bunny” “princess” “ babygirl” “pumpkin”

#evan peters x reader #jimmy darling x reader #kit walker x reader #x black fem reader #jpm x reader #black yn #johnny lawrence x reader #daniel larusso x reader #black reader

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eviesaurusrex · 1 year

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ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ | ᴄ. ᴇᴠᴀɴꜱ

Chris Evans x Korean-American!Reader

summary: It’s tricky to introduce the boyfriend to one’s parents in the middle of a worldwide pandemic—so FaceTime has to be sufficient for now.

word count: 4k

warnings: a smidge of anxiety and insecurity, mentions of pandemic and the virus, talk about said virus, pandemic and overall social situation (but really short), but overall fluff, my inability of keeping things short, my attempts of Korean (I’m still a beginner’s learner, so I had to use some dictionary magic, sorry folks 👉🏻👈🏻), not perfectly proofread, a short social media post kinda thing at the end with Arden Cho as the faceclaim—but you can ignore that if you want <3

author’s note: I’m not Korean myself, but I kinda had this idea stuck in my head, and I really hope you won’t rip my head off because I’m writing something like this 👉🏻👈🏻 Edit: the wonderful @a-cup-of-earl-grey-please helped me with the Korean bits in this piece!! <3

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Humming, YN pushed the door close with her hip, arms crowded by bags full of groceries so they didn’t have to go out for another few weeks without scratching the point of starvation and kicked off her flats. Commotion was heard somewhere in the house before Dodger rounded the corner and greeted her with an excitedly lolled-out tongue and big eyes, looking up at her and one of the bags in particular, tail wiggling heavily.

“Hey, baby,” she greeted her best (fur) friend before walking down the hallway to get her new possessions into the kitchen—Dodger hot on her heels. “Calm down, bub. I know that you know that I got you those treats, but you have to cut me some slack, yeah? I’m not your daddy who can easily carry everything on one arm and fish your stuff out with the other. It’s not so easy peasy lemon squeezy without muscles like Mount Everest, y’know?” Grinning, she talked with the dog while arriving in the kitchen and letting everything plop down onto the kitchen island.

She quickly went to the sink, squirted some disinfecting soap on her hands—she still wondered where Chris had found that invention—and started to wash her hands while singing Happy Birthday under her breath. A tad more than twenty seconds later, she rinsed the soap, dried her hands, and returned to the pile of stuff waiting for her to get unpacked.

Rummaging through the tote bags and the rare paper bags—only bought when her already brought bags weren’t enough—YN tried to find the treats Dodger was obsessed with and ripped open the new package before turning around and letting him sit. “Such a good boy,” she smiled while crouching down and letting him devour the small treats in the palm of her hand as if there was no tomorrow. “Don’t tell your dad, but I got him some treats as well. Remember the time when he emptied my bag of injeolmi raiseubol on his own? Well, he can’t eat mine anymore because he has his own stack now.”

Giggling at the tickling feeling of Dodger’s tongue lapping at her fingertips, she didn’t hear when Chris entered the lower floor. “What shouldn’t he tell me?” Looking up, a grin formed again on her delicate features. “Nothing?” The bear of a man raised a dark blonde eyebrow, and YN let him pull her upwards and straight into his arms.

Her Asian roots and heritage let her appear like a tiny fairy next to him. They could totally pull off a Tinker Bell and Peter Pan costume for Halloween now that she thought of… Depending on the outcome of everything and if the world could get its shit together before burning everything to ashes and the ground. But she would keep that idea in the back of her head because she really wanted to dress up at some point again.

“Got you some of those snacks you seemed to really like when you worked through every box and bag,” she whispered, lips ghosting over his after Chris had bent his head down to hers, nose tips softly rubbing against each other. “So that’s where you disappeared to?” YN nodded and let him push some of the dark, silky strands behind her ear. “Sorry for forgetting my phone. I was already halfway there when I thought of it and wanted to get everything before the flood of people came. Jus’wanted to get outta there as fast as possible.”

The current situation, even after weeks of their new reality, still haunted and scared her to an extent she never would’ve imagined possible. Wearing masks was nothing she dreaded—she was used to it from her time overseas during her studies—but the fact that everything got worse and worse without any sight of a turning point was anxiety-inducing.

Chris wrapped her tighter in his strong arms and pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead. “Don’t have to apologize, sweets. Just glad you made it back in time. The FaceTime call with your parents is still on for today, right?” Nodding, YN soothingly rubbed his back as soon as she heard the slight hesitation in his voice, saw and heard his thick gulping, trying to swallow the rising nerves. “Hey,” she mumbled, cupping his bearded face with both hands and giving him a serious look-over. “We don’t have to do this if you think it’s not a good time. We still can cancel if you wanna do it in person because it’s easier, less stressful, less nerve-racking. It’s not like they know what I’m up to—my mom may suspect something because she keeps track of me through tabloids and social media, but she knows that those are almost always lies and that I would tell her in time if something is up.”

She had never been nervous herself when it came to introducing her boyfriends to her parents because she almost always never really thought of what they would think about them. But with Chris? She really needed them to like him because even after only a year and a half, she knew with shocking clarity that he was the one for her. And her parents had to like him.

They simply just must.

But she also feared the possibility of overwhelming this poor man in front of her—especially now in times like these when they constantly brinked to the state of losing their heads through anxiety and plain fear of getting sick, and nobody knew what would happen then. She wanted to make it as perfect and comfortable as possible for him because she always wanted for him to like her parents back.

Chris’ hands atop her hips tightened their hold before gently loosening it again; his thumbs rubbed slow circles into the fabric of her shirt. “No… No. I still wanna do it. You already met my family, and I guess it’s time, don’t you think?” Softly shrugging, YN looked up at him, his face still enveloped by her hands. She started to comb her fingers through his soft hair, knowing very well that it soothed him more than anything else she could do. “It doesn’t matter what I think, love. I want it to be as comfortable as possible for you, y’know. You made me feel so welcomed when I met Lisa for the first time, so perfectly content with the moment. I just… just wanna do the same for you.” She let her eyes fall shut as Chris kissed the crown of her head before tilting her head upwards to him, his finger under her chin to move it, and proceeded to kiss her lips numerous times.

The tender pecks and the tickling feeling of his beard on her soft skin made her giggle.

“You already do, baby. Alone that you think about it so thoroughly… Fuck, I love you so much,” the man whispered against her lips. “The most perfect woman there is,” he continued, pressing another set of kisses to her lips. “Stop over-exaggerating,” YN scolded him with a soft laugh and swatted his broad chest. “Instead, help me get this stuff unpacked and carry this freaking heavy sack of rice in the pantry, Mister America’s Ass.”

With a boyish grin on his features, Chris shamelessly dug through the Korean snacks he had learned to love since YN had entered his life and had shown him the culinary variety she grew up with. “Ooooh, you got the honey butter chips!” Which was followed by: “And the chocolate-cracker stuff! Yes.” Chris had nothing but a sweet tooth.

Meanwhile, YN started to sort the unpacked stuff in piles for the fridge, the cupboards, and the pantry, while Dodger patiently followed her during every step, hoping for another handful of treats with big round eyes—and of course, he got one.

She never could deny her two boys anything.

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Sitting on one of the dining chairs in the kitchen, YN smiled brightly at her iPad’s screen as her mom's face appeared with a similar smile. “Hey, eomma!” The familiar Korean word for Mom strangely always soothed her. Cho-Hee observed her daughter on the other side of the world closely before her dark brows furrowed over her worried eyes. “Bab meokeutni?” The daughter rolled her eyes with a soft smile. “Of course, I’ve eaten, Mom. Probably more than enough to sustain an entire town for a month. Netflix and snacks are my newest best friends,” she grinned before propping up her chin in the palm of her hand, eyes still trained on the screen. Her mother sighed softly. “I only worry about you, aegiya (baby), especially now with you so far away. Are you staying inside? Keep your distance? Order everything you can instead of going out to get it yourself?” She continued to nod at every given point. “Yes, yes, and yes. Though I feel bad for the people delivering me my stuff, y’know? It’s just unfair. But I at least can provide them with proper face masks. Last week I saw our postman with a mask almost already falling to pieces.” Through the upsetting feeling rising inside her, YN didn’t even realize she used our instead of mine. “Like… why can’t the government just provide them? Last time I saw a package at the store, I almost dropped to the floor. They’re so expensive, Mom. And then you have to be lucky to get some anyway. It’s like playing the lottery.”

Groaning, YN stopped her frustrated rambling spree before taking a deep breath. “Sorry, Mom. It’s just… I don’t know. It shouldn’t be like this.” It certainly hit differently when spending a lot of one’s lifetime in a country with a far better social security system, actually providing for its people. But her mother gladly didn’t object to her words. “I understand, love. I really do. The situation only emphasizes societal inequality—but maybe this is also a good thing. Try to be a bit hopeful, yes? Maybe this will lead to changes in the future.” YN couldn’t help it—as always—but admired her mother. She always tried to find something positive in every aspect of life or put hope in the future. “I try, I promise,” YN mumbled before cocking an eyebrow. “Where is Dad?” Her mother turned in her chair and called loving obscenities into the small house in the countryside around Seoul, demanding that her husband move his butt over so he could greet his only child—and utmost pride.

In-Sung appeared in the camera range of the propped-up iPad, and YN waved with a wide grin. Before meeting Chris, her father had been her most favorite male person on this planet—now they both shared that spot.

“Hey, appa (Dad),” she continued to grin but had to look down at the sudden feeling of a warm furry body pressing against her shins, desperate for attention. Dodger pushed his head between her knees and waited for her to grant him the attention he wanted. YN could see Chris out of the corner of her eye, trying to whistle the dog back without getting noticed for now. “Hey, princess. How you’re holding up?” Turning her head to the right, the woman looked over at Chris, lifting both brows softly in question. “Everything‘s great, Dad,” she said while communicating silently. Her father, on the other hand, observed the scene and her surroundings more closely as her mother would ever do. “Where are you, YN? This is not your living room. I would know if you had a window front.”

Turning back, she started to scratch Dodger behind his ear and picked up her nervous habit of biting on her bottom lip. “I… uhm…,” YN began before taking a deep breath. “I have to tell you something,” she continued and waved Chris over, who now hesitantly walked closer. He wasn’t in the picture yet, but her parents probably knew that something was definitely up. She reached for his hand, squeezing it tenderly and reassuringly, before softly pulling at it to get him to sit down on the chair right next to her. “Actually, I want you to meet someone,” YN corrected herself before softly pushing the iPad a bit to the right, so Chris was on screen right next to her. She still could see the surprised—but pleased—expressions settling on her parents’ faces. “Appa, eomma—this is Chris and… well, he is my boyfriend.” Shortly, she paused before opening her mouth again, suddenly overcome by the urge to explain herself. “This isn’t new at all, and I’m really sorry for not telling you sooner or introducing him sooner, but I kinda wanted to figure this out first before dragging another guy in front of you who would disappear in a month or two, so it’s not his fault, and again, I’m seriously sorry, and—”

Chris’ hand settled on her thigh, squeezing it gently to pull her out of that anxious state of self-explanatory she fell into. She looked up at him, swallowing the next flood of words at his loving, reassuring smile, and let him pull her chair closer to his before he moved the iPad as well. Dodger followed close while still sitting on his butt—lazy boy—and rested his head back on her mid-thigh; dark eyes kept looking up at her, demanding scratches and overall love from his other favorite human.

“You don’t have to apologize, aegiya, and you know it as well as we do,” her mom told her before smiling as brightly as the sun at Chris. He, on the other hand, started to shift in his chair before throwing her one last look—an apologetic one she didn’t quite understand—and moving his gaze back to her parents on the screen. “Annyeong haseyo, abeonim, eomeonim. Manna boepge doeeo yeong-gwang-ipnida (Hello, mother, father (in a formal setting, also used as mother/father-in-law). I’m honored to meet you),” the man right next to her suddenly spoke in almost flawless Korean, which almost led to YN’s fall from her chair. Her parents squealed in excitement—well, at least it sounded like squealing noises—and her mother clapped her hands with a wide smile on her face while her father nodded in utter approval. “This was excellent, Chris!” In-Sung followed close in his wife’s assuring words but directed to his daughter. “You will keep this one, young lady,” he warned her jokingly before chuckling quietly.

“It’s nice to meet you, Chris. Even though I have to say I already saw it coming,” Cho-Hee still smiled while YN only rolled her eyes. “Mom, please.” Her father softly shoved the woman next to him. “Don’t start bragging about your social media addiction, love. It’s nothing to brag about.” Both her parents laughed, and YN still couldn’t comprehend how happy they were even after so many years of being married and living together.

This was exactly what she wanted for herself—preferably with the man sitting to her right.

Chris chuckled next to her and let his arm rest on the back of her chair, fingers tenderly caressing her shoulder and upper arm. “Thank the universe for translators. Korean is such an interesting but difficult language if I’m being honest. I’m always listening and watching in awe when YN starts to speak so fluently, I barely can keep up with her.” YN grinned at him before turning to her parents again. “He is being modest. He asked me to teach him a few things, and his pronunciation is really good, even if he doesn’t like to admit it,” she teased him and nudged his side lovingly, bringing him to show his beautiful and radiant smile. “But I didn’t teach him that. You did so well, love.” The praise followed naturally, just like the kiss on his bearded cheek, not seeing the looks her parents exchanged.

“She is right. It sounded almost perfect. And the pronunciation is really the trickiest part, followed by the writing,” her father chuckled before an interested expression settled onto his face. “So, you two quarantine together?” Her mother had propped her chin in both hands and stared at the screen with something almost resembling heart eyes. Chris nodded. “We do. YN was still in New York when it hit, and everything started to shut down, so I drove down the coast and practically threw her in the car to have her here.” He needed to lie if he had to tell people he wasn’t relieved to have gotten her out of there—the news of the harsh impact in the city still haunted his dreams. His anxiety tried to spiral every night until he reached over to the other bedside to feel YN sleeping safely and soundly right next to him.

“Why didn’t you just leave, aegiya? Poor Chris,” her mother almost chastised her with a raised finger, and YN gently shrugged. “I didn’t want to bother him. I wanted to ask, but you know how I get. Y’all know.” Chris pulled her closer to his side and pressed a kiss to her temple. “Your nosy mother probably already knows it—…” Cho-Hee hit her husband’s shoulder at that, and he chuckled under his breath, “—…but how did you two get to know each other?” YN had already opened her mouth, but her mother was faster. “You know they made a movie together! We were at the premiere!” In-Sung patted her hand gently. “I know, my impatient love, but I want to hear it from them. Main source acquiring.”

YN grinned at that and shrugged softly before looking up at Chris. “I mean, we knew each other before that already. Remember We Bought a Zoo?” Both her parents nodded. “Of course, we remember! It was your directing debut.” Again, her mother seemed to have heart eyes, and YN’s grin widened. “Well, Scarlett and I became really good friends, and suddenly she introduced me to this man here but we never had the right timing, didn’t we?” Chris shook his head with a soft smile. “Not really, no. Either it was me who was in a relationship or you, but I’ve always fancied you, sweets. It may’ve started as a crush, but then my agent told me you would be in Knives Out, and I just had to text you after disappearing for… weeks?” The woman chuckled gently. “More like months to almost a year, but we’re staying with weeks to make you feel better about it, love.”

He grinned at that before turning to face her parents again. “And then one came to the other, we grabbed a couple of coffees, I realized she finally wasn’t taken anymore, and I practically jumped the gun at her on our last day of shooting.” She accepted the kiss to her temple again. “That’s why you two seemed too familiar and… cozy on that carpet. Young lady…” Her father grinned a cheeky grin, and YN returned the exact same one on her face. “I’ve learned from the best,” she winked at him, meaning the innocent but nonetheless loving moments she always witnessed when they were out in public, and her father and mother behaved like lovesick teenagers—but the adorable kind, with long gazes and lingering hugs without pulling too much attention from passerby’s.

“We are really happy for you two,” Cho-Hee said with a loving smile. “Is your dog somewhere? He is part of the family as well, after all,” she smiled, and Chris nodded with a grin. “He is. Jus’ a sec’.” He took the iPad from the stand and switched the camera while filming the space underneath the table where Dodger still sat between YN’s slightly parted legs, head resting on her mid-thigh. His eyes looked up at him and the iPad, but he didn’t move an inch, reveling in the scratches and petting continuously provided by YN. “He is enamored by her,” the man chuckled, listening to the cooing echoing from the speakers before moving the iPad back up and switching the camera again. “So, the Evans boys have something in common,” In-Sung laughed, and Chris just had to laugh alongside him. “That’s probably true,” he continued to grin and looked over at YN with a lovestruck expression as she checked the clock.

“We won’t hold you from your sleep any longer.” Her parents smiled at their only child, visible pride on their faces. “But Mom?” Cho-Hee hummed in question. “Could you find me the recipes for Gamjatang, Kongguksu, and Doenjang jjigae? I think you still have the recipe book of halmeoni (grandma), and I forgot to write it down when I last visited you.” Her mother nodded with a soft smile. “Of course, my love. I will look for it tomorrow morning.”

YN mumbled a gentle “Thanks, eomma” and leaned closer to Chris. “It was a real pleasure to meet you officially, Chris. As soon as domestic travel is allowed again, you two must visit so the rest of the family can meet him.” Both nodded at the words of In-Sung, and both couples waved their goodbyes and ended the FaceTime call.

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Chris laid outstretched on the sofa after he had changed into a Red Sox shirt and watched the baseball game on the tv screen until YN ventured into the living room—clad in a pair of sports tights and one of his shirts. He moved a bit so his back was resting against the armrest, and welcomed her with open arms as YN climbed atop of him.

“Do you think they like me?” He just had to ask that question because it had ghosted through his mind since they ended the call an hour ago. The woman smiled down at him and continued to play with his long fingers. “After you showed off your Korean skills?” Chris smiled bashfully up at her and wrapped his arms around her back as she leaned down. Their lips almost touched as she spoke again. “They adored you from the beginning,” she whispered and kissed him tenderly. “Yeah?” YN nodded at his question. “Totally,” she stressed and giggled as something came to her mind. “Mom wrote me a few minutes ago. Told me again to really try to make you tag along when I visit the family again. Called you sawikkam.”

He looked confused, and YN giggled again, pressing another kiss to his lips. “It means future son-in-law or prospective son-in-law. A person who’s worthy of being their daughter’s husband.” A glowing smile stretched across his face, anxiety instantly gone. “Oh, is that so?” She hummed, lips still partially connected. “It’s a great honor.” Another kiss was pressed to his softly parted lips. “My mom never said that to any of my boyfriends before you, so… You have their blessing if you ever think about going that path. You don’t have to, of course, and you don’t need to feel pressured into anything if you don’t think it’s what you wa—…”

Chris couldn’t let her end that ludicrous sentence and just pulled her incredibly close to kiss her like a man possessed. “Stop that thought right there,” he huskily whispered and let his hands wander over her back to her butt, closing his fingers around the cheeky globes and pulling her body closer to him after he had sat up on the couch. “We’re in this for the long run, sweetheart. As if I could let you go again.” A soft laugh escaped YN as she wrapped her legs around his slender waist and let him kiss her again like he loved her more than anything.

And in Chris’ opinion, precisely that was the case.

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chrisevans I met her parents, so it’s time to make this social media-official, I guess ❤️

[yourinstagram]

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scottevansgram I can finally show off with all the pictures and videos I have of her scaring the living daylight out of you! A victory for humankind!

liked by yourinstagram, yourfan1, chrisstan2, and 111 others

↳ anthonymackie I’m interested in said footage 👀

yourinstagram You used a very pretty picture, handsome. A wonder it doesn’t have the quality of a photo from one of those conspiracy websites allegedly showing Area 51 💀

liked by yourfan7, yourfan5, scottevansgram, and 548 others

↳ liz_olsen rip Chris Evans 5/11/2020

↳ chrisevans Do you try to insult my perfectly working phone?

↳ yourinstagram I not only tried—I did 😘

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evansstan My life finally has meaning again 😱

lisa_capuano I’m so happy for you two ❤️

↳ yourinstagram Thank you, Mama Evans 👉🏻👈🏻

↳ lisa_capuano I’ll swing by later to leave some treats out at your door, sweets ❤️

↳ yourfan1 Mama Evans loves YN SO MUCH 🥹

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chrisstan1 I saw you once at the café I worked, and I saw how happy you two already were. I’m really, really happy for you, Chris <3

imsebastianstan So happy for you two. Though I need to demand some alone time with my best friend post-lockdown!

↳ chrisevans Which of us do you mean? Choose your words wisely, Seb 👀

↳ yourinstagram He obviously meant me, love 👸🏻

↳ imsebastianstan I actually did, yeah. Sorry, C, but I knew her longer

↳ chrisevans That’s how betrayal feels like. Wow. 💀

↳ yourinstagram Don’t act all drama queen on social media, Chris. I can see your grin from the other side of the kitchen 👀

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↳ yn_and_chris I love them, your honor 🥺

yourfan2 Thank you for making her so happy, Chris! ❤️

↳ yourfan3 +1

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Sorry for adding that social media bit, but my brain screamed at me to just go with the flow and do it 👉🏻👈🏻 Hope y’all enjoyed this one and don’t come for my head because I wrote this as a non-Korean. If I did something wrong Korean-wise, please let me know! I appreciate your help a lot, especially as a beginner learner. Gotta learn from those mistakes 👌🏻 I’m super unhappy with the ending and how this one turned out bc I’ve never introduced my partners to my parents bc they never cared enough lol. As usual: comments, reblogs, and likes are much appreciated!

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coleaep · 1 year

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💀MASTERLIST💀

🌹=smut

🤍=fluff

💀=angst

Evan peters

Period 🤍

Summary:

Yn gets cramp attacks and Evan is there for her

Favs from others:

Wall s!x 🌹

Taissa Farmiga

Im home 🤍

Taissa comes home from work and Yn spends the rest of the night with her as well as the morning

Tate Langdon

Nothing yet

Favs from others:

Kit Walker

Hard💀

Favs from others:

Kyle spencer

Nothing yet

Favs from others:

Dad!evan peters one shots

Tired 🤍

KURT COBAIN

After the show🌹

In the morning🤍

At his worst💀

Dad!Kurt

Back to bed

LUKE HEMMINGS

Lazy Night🤍

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multific · 10 months

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One Week

Kai Anderson x DarkWitch!Reader

Summary: Crystal balls, a black cat and candles... this place couldn't be more stereotypical.

Kai once again found himself scrolling the web instead of sleeping.

Looking for anything interesting or something that could help his plan.

An ad did catch his eye, fortune telling.

'Fortune telling, 100% accurate or your money back.'

He scoffed at the obvious scam before continuing his search.

About five minutes later, the same ad popped up.

Now he wasn't too surprised, ads are a pain in the ass but as he tried to click to close it, he opened it instead.

And from then on, he wasn't even sure what he was doing. The next thing he knew, he had an email confirmation coming through for the appointment he booked.

Kai was honestly shocked with himself, he could be doing better things and yet, he stood in front of a black door. But then he thought, many people believed in these things. So, he could use it to his advantage to manipulate.

He knocked once before the door opened.

His eyes locked with yours.

"Hi, Andrew right?" and he then remembered he put a fake name in, he simply nodded and you guided him inside.

Crystal balls, a black cat and candles... this place couldn't be more stereotypical even if you tried.

He let out a long sigh.

"So, which one are you?"

"Sorry?" he turned to look at you sitting at the small table in the middle of the room.

"The sceptic or the hopeful?" you asked as he took a seat. "Ah, sceptic. Alright, what would you like to know?"

"The future." he simply said as he looked at your crystal ball.

"You are a smart man. Very smart indeed, I bet you came here to laugh at me and figure out my 'scam'. But your first mistake was putting in a fake name." Kai just watched you, did you break into his email? His computer?

No.

"You plan on ruling the world but your little group is not going to be enough. You will go to prison and then a girl will shoot you, dead. The great leader... gone."

"How can you know that? You are just a scammer who prays on vulnerable people."

"Oh, how ironic isn't it? You will fail. Alone, you will, but if you want, I can help."

"How?"

"I already brought the Apocalypse to the world a while ago, but Michael died and... you don't need to know that. It's enough if you know that I possess powers and I'm looking for a new partner to cause mayhem with."

"Why should I believe you? For all I know you can be a cop." he leaned forward, elbows resting on the table.

You smiled Kai felt a shiver as all candles went out in the room, it was now completely dark. Then when everything came back, you sat with a book in front of you.

"You might not be the Anti-Christ, but you will do." he was confused. "Men are easy creatures, they can be led by their cock. You are much the same, but you are also smart. I like smart because when your inevitable end comes, you will try and blame it all on me, you would stab me behind my back. I love the thrill of betrayal. I tried getting your attention but you are so blind." you looked down at the book and Kai looked around the room.

"Alright, where is the camera?"

"In the bedroom, if you want to get kinky, you could film it." you said not even looking at him.

"Very funny. So you say that no matter what, I would die."

"Yes, however, you can die a loser who never achieved his goal or you can die a leader."

"And how would you be able to help me?" you smiled as you looked at him.

"I can easily confuse and manipulate people. I can make them do things they don't want to."

"Then why won't you rule the world?"

"Alone? What's the fun in that? I will tell you how it will go. You accept my offer, but not now. No, you will go home and do your research. You will find out more about me, about the people I killed. Then you will think about it, you will think for two days and then come back here. Exactly one week from now, you will knock on that door to accept my offer to be your partner. Why? Because I want to see this world burn. You will come in here, tell me your silly conditions including a little thing where you make me promise I won't let anyone kill you. Then you will take me to the previously mentioned bed because I do need proof that I will have a great time with you."

Kai was speechless, a rather rare occasion.

You smiled at him before turning back to your book.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Y/N. Previously known as Y/N Langdon, Michael Langdon's wife, but in this timeline, I never even met him so... I'm only Y/N but I'm open on becoming Y/N Anderson."

"You are crazy."

"Indeed. Crazy, insane, manipulative, dangerous, a murderer, delusional, cunning, smart and powerful." Kai looked at you, well, what he could see above the table.

"You are perfect." he said out loud but he didn't mean to.

You only smiled.

"You are just as perfect for me, you will see. I'm loyal and I can be kind." You stood up and went towards the front door, Kai followed you, he only now noticed you truly, your beautiful curves, your scent and just how smooth your skin looked, truly divine.

You opened the front door and looked at him.

"See you after a week. Let me just say this, you will doubt me, question my intentions, but why would I try to harm you? I could have killed you in your home many times or at the gym. I am just like any other girl. I just want to have fun." you smiled as he left, and you closed the door behind him. Now, the wait begins.

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Now you were cursing yourself, you didn't need this many crystal balls... but the site you ordered from had a sale and you couldn't say no.

They were completely useless anyway, just a nice way to decorate your home with.

It also didn't help that the house you 'bought' was not the biggest.

You wanted a big house, somewhere you can fit your stuff. Stuff you certainly didn't steal...

You took a look in your closet, trying to find something to wear, you wanted to head out and get some rich guy to buy you dinner.

Just as you put on your favourite dress, you headed for the door, taking one last glance at yourself in the mirror as you opened the door.

You almost ran into him, he was raising his hand to knock just as you opened it.

"Oh, Kai." you turned back, looking at the clock on your wall. He was right on time, you just kept yourself too busy to notice that the week was already gone.

"I came as you said I would, I made my decision... as you said I would and I have conditions, but you already knew that, so, let's get inside I'll tell you my rules and then we can fuck."

"How romantic."

"You want romance?" he was genuinely surprised.

"Flowers, chocolate and all that."

"I'm not the kind of guy."

You smirked, "You will be." you said before you let him into your house.

Exactly like how you did a week ago.

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