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(Eva Mohn x Reader): Do you want to make out? (3/3)

Summary: Reader is a penetrator and at the charity party Eva starts hitting on her. Afterwards she got into an altercation with the Yakuza’s and how she’s back at school and ready to talk to Eva about what happened between them.

A/N: So I kept this going because I’m kind of obsessed with Eva (apologies for spelling and grammar)

Part 1 Part 2

Monday morning you were dreading going to school. You knew a lot of people already knew what happened (Penetrators are shit when it come to keeping things quiet) but when you got out of the car you could feel everyone's eyes on you as you walked with the others into the school.

You’d chosen the most innocuous clothes you could find, simple jeans and a sweatshirt under your winter jacket with a beanie pulled low on your head in a lame attempt to disguise yourself and the nasty black eye you were still sporting.

You kept your head down as you walked into school. As you stood in the hallway with some of the other guys before classes started you were joking about how one of the guys had gotten so plastered over the weekend he had lost his pants at some point during the night- he just couldn’t figure out where- when you saw Eva and her friends walk past.

You couldn’t help but stare and when she glanced at you she held your gaze as her eyes flicked to the black eye and scrapes on your face and you could see the confusion and worry that washed across her face. You tried your best to smile at her but you could tell it just looked kind of sheepish. 

You wanted her to stop and talk to you and you thought you saw her hesitate but you couldn’t tell if you’d imagined it or not.

A minute later you got a facebook message, <<Vilde was gossiping about you getting hurt but I thought it was a rumor. What happened???>> the message from Eva read.

<<Just drama with the Yakuza guys, can we maybe talk at lunch today?>> You replied, figuring you needed to clear the air with her over what happened over the weekend.

You held your breath nervously, holding your breath before you got the response, <<Sure, meet me outside>>

You looked up from the phone to see the other guys were all watching you with bemused looks on their faces.

“What?” You ask defensively, not liking the fact that everyone was watching you and like they could read you like an open book, knowing exactly what was going on between you and Eva..

“Nothing,” Chris replies his smirk, “Who are you texting? Maybe a certain red-headed first year?” He asks.

“None of your business,” You reply, your face turning red.

“Please, we can all feel the sexual tension,” Will comments, slinging his arm around your shoulder in his annoying, big brother way.

“It’s so hot,” Julian added, grinning.

“Don’t be gross,” Chris replies, shoving him. The guys might be annoying, but they have your back.

After class you walked out to the school yard, you walked past the penetrators, sending them a nervous smile as you walked over to where Eva was standing with her friends.

“Um...hi,” You greeted the group as you walked up, shoving your hands in your pockets.

“(Y/N)! Let’s go,” Eva said quickly, interlocking her arm with yours and dragging you away from the group before anyone else had a chance to say anything.

“What was that all about?” You ask as she leads you out of the schoolyard and down the sidewalk a bit, once you’re out of view of the school she finally stops walking.

“Sorry, my friends are just kind of nosy,” She apologizes, “I didn’t want them to freak you out more than they already have.” She explains.

You smile at her, “Eva, you’re friends are great, trust me, and everyone else is just as nosy, you have nothing to be worried about.”

“Good, because I wanted to talk to you about what happened at the party.” She says after taking a deep breath.

“Me too,” You reply, “When you were drunk you said some stuff, and I don’t know if they’re true or not, but if they are…” You paused, looking her in the eyes, “I really like you Eva.” You confess.

“I like you too,” She replies, her serious facial expression morphing into an excited one.

You grin, feeling the anxiety that had been building up in your body dissipate, before you can think about it you reach over to her and gently graze your fingers across her cheekbone before cupping her face and kissing her.

“See? I’m really good at keeping promises.”

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(Eva Mohn x Reader): Do you want to make out? (2/3)

Summary: Reader is a penetrator and at the charity party Eva starts hitting on her. Now it’s after the party and things get intense

A/N: So I kept this going because I’m kind of obsessed with Eva (apologies for spelling and grammar)

Part 1 // Part 3

After Eva finished vomiting you had led her back into the party, cleaned her up, and then found her friends.

As you watched her friends gingerly lead her out of the party to go home you turned around only to have Chris appear at your side, “So, what’d you think? She’s pretty good, isn’t she?” He asks.

“What?” You reply, as you turned to face him, confused as to what he was talking about.

“Eva.”

“Oh, we didn’t hook up.” You reply, “She was drunk.”

“That’s never stopped you before.” He commented, raising an eyebrow, taking a sip of his drink.

“First of all, those girls kiss me first, second of all, Eva might actually be gay so I’m not going to fuck it up by kissing her when she’s about to vomit.”

“Awkward,” He comments before looking around, “Have you seen Will? I want to go home but I think he wanted a ride to his place.”

“Last I saw he was a little...preoccupied.” You reply, smirking, “He was making out with the first year- the one that he’s been trying to get with.”

“Good for him,” Chris replies with a grin, “I’ll head out then, do you need a ride home?”

“No, I’ll just walk since it’s not too far.” You reply.

."Hey! (Y/N)!" An unfamiliar voice shouted as you walked down the sidewalk. You turned around, confused as to who would be trying to catch up to you, you thought most of the guys had already left the party.

When you turned around you saw two guys you didn't recognize walking towards you. Your stomach clenched but you willed yourself to not freak out, they were probably just guys from the party you’d forgotten about.

"What?" You asked, keeping your voice calm and even.

"You're (Y/N), right?" The same guy asked as they got closer.

"Who wants to know?" You asked, crossing your arms across your chest.

"The Yazukas." He replied before stopping right in front of you, his face inches away from yours.

Your stomach dropped. Any false sense of confidence was gone from your face. The Yazukas had been causing trouble for you and the other Penetrators for a few weeks, starting fights with the group or jumping guys from your school.

"Well, that's me, what do you want?" You asked, willing your voice to not shake.

"We need you to send a message to William Magnussen." He replies.

You could tell the guys are trying to be intimidating and rather stupidly decide to taunt them, "I can text him if you want," you offer with a small smirk, "maybe an email?"

"That's not the kind of message we meant." He replied as he took yet another step towards you.

Once you realized what was about to happen your hands immediately flew up to block him as he tried to punch you in the face. The other guy came around and grabbed you by the shoulders and threw you to the ground. 

You cried out as you feel the side of you face make harsh contact with the cement. Then one of them starts kicking at your stomach as the other squats down at turns you face towards the dark sky before punching you in the nose.

"You tell William Magnussen that next time we'll make sure you can't walk away." He spits in your face as you blink back tears at the searing pain as you feel a warm wetness starts to cover your face.

The duo started to walk away and once you can't hear them anymore you shakily reach into your pocket and pull out your phone. It's slightly cracked in one of the corners but not too worse for wear. You unlock it and pull up your contacts and shakily hit the call button next to Will's name.

"Hello?" You hear him groggily on the other line when he picks up.

"Will?" You say softly.

"Are you okay? You sound like you're crying," he responds after a brief pause.

"I'm on Uranienborgveien near the park, can you -um- come and get me?"

"What happened?" He asks you.

You sigh, not wanting to get into it yet, "Please just come and get me, I'll explain it then."

"Alright, give me a few minutes." He said before hanging up.

You put your phone back in your pocket and decided it was time to assess the damage.

You sat up and could already feel a dull, aching pain in your stomach, signaling that you'll have a nasty bruise across your abdomen tomorrow. You then lifted you hands up to your face where you felt something warm and sticky, causing you to realize that your nose was bleeding profusely now. You felt further up and immediately pulled your hand away realizing that you had a cut all the way from above your eyebrow down to your cheekbone.

As you waited for Will you vainly tried to wipe the blood off your face.

When you saw his car pull up you stood up shakily and he quickly stopped and hoped out.

"Jesus Christ, (Y/N), what happened?" He asks, his voice doused in concern as you walks over to you.

"It-it was two of the Yazuka guys." You told him as he lifted you chin up so he could get a better look at your face, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

William shakes his head, "You have nothing to be sorry for, they did this to you."

"They also said that it was a message...for you...he said that next time I wouldn't be able to walk away." You add, glancing down at the sidewalk, not being able to bear looking him in the eyes.

"I'm going to fucking kill those guys I-"

"Please stop," you said, cutting him off as you pressed you hands into the sides of your head.

"Shit, sorry, let's get you back to my place and clean you up." He said, leading you back to his car.

When you got back to Will's apartment he sat you down at his kitchen table and got to work cleaning you up. Once you were no longer covered in blood Will finally sat back.

"Shit (Y/N), I'm so sorry." Will muttered, pulling you into a hug

"It's not your fault. It was bound to happen sooner or later. I'm the weakest link in the group."You reply, squeezing him tightly.

"That's not true-" He starts.

"Yes it is, I'm the smallest, I’m the girl, I kind of have to be." You reply with a small shrug.

"I'm going to call the guys to let them know what happened." William says as he pulls away from the hug and pulls his phone out of his pocket.

"Please don't," You say, not wanting everyone else to be worried about you too.

"(Y/N), have you seen your face? That's not going to be gone by Monday, they're going to find out." William replies with a furrowed brow.

"Fine,” you mumble, getting up and walking over to couch in his living room, "I'm going to sleep." You announce as you collapse onto the couch gracelessly.

The best morning you woke up with a groan, you'd been so tired you hadn't had any trouble falling asleep but how you could feel the pain of what happened the night before catching up with you.

You groggily got up stretched before making your way into William’s kitchen before starting to make breakfast - it was the tradition you had every time you stayed over at Will's house since he woke up so late and you woke up so early.

The smell of the waffles you were making must have woken Will up because he stumbled out of his room with a happy grin on his face.

"You know you just got beat up right? You don't have to make me breakfast." He jokes as he sits down at the table.

"I'm not making you breakfast, these are all for me," you replied with a smirk.

"All of the guys are really worried about you, a few want to come over  today and check in on you," he tells you as you set his plate down in front of him.

"That's fine,” You reply, “if it'll make them stop freaking out."

You figured that before the guys came over you should try your best to clean yourself up as much as possible and not smell to ripe so you hopped in the shower.

When you looked in the mirror you could see that the cut on your face looked pretty bad still and you were developing a black tinge around one of your eyes, probably from the punch to the nose.

After you got out of the shower you grabbed some sweats from Will's room and put them on.

You padded out into the living room with wet hair to find some of the guys were already here.

"(Y/N)! God you look awful," Chris said as he came up to you and pulled you into a tight hug.

"You too," you reply, shooting him a look as he lets you go.

"How are you doing?" Seb asks from where he’s sitting on the couch with William, Julian, and Theo.

"Not too bad, I'm a little sore but I'm fine." You reply, walking over and slumping down on the couch.

"No you're not, look at that giant cut and your black eye." Theo comments.

"It looks way worse than it actually is." You reply, fiddling with the too long sleeves of Will’s sweatshirt you’re wearing.

"I knew we shouldn't have let a girl into the group." Julian says.

"Um, last I checked half of you guys have gotten jumped by those guys too, plus, who would manage the bus?" You shoot back, trying not to sound too defensive.

“Well, look on the bright side,” Chris adds as he sits down next to you, “This is going to get you major sympathy from Eva.”

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(Eva Mohn x Reader): Do you want to make out? (1/3)

Summary: Reader is a penetrator and at the charity party Eva starts hitting on her.

A/N: Let me know what you think and if you’d be interested in a pt. 2 because I’m kind of obsessed with gay!eva (apologies for spelling and grammar)

Part 2 Part 3

Being a penetrator certainly has its perks. Being a female penetrator...not so much. It was never anything the guys did (they were your closest friends after all), it was more the fact that any girl who was at a party they held was trying to get with one of the guys, never with you.

Of course, none of the penetrator dated, especially not you. For you it was less the choice and more the fact that other than the occasional drunk party girl you never got any action.

That all changed at the charity party. You’d been standing near the bar talking with Chris, making fun of him for how much some poor girl had paid to hook up with him (he had the highest bid of the night other than William).

“I’m just saying, if some girl is willing to pay that much you should pimp yourself out all the time. Pay for university or some shit.” You told Chris, “I’m so glad I didn’t get roped into the auction.” You add, shaking your head.

“Well, yeah, no one would pay to hook up with you, (Y/N), what would the point be?” Chris shot back with his signature smirk.

“It’s not my fault there are no other gay girls at this school,” You shoot back, “If there were, I would have the highest bid-no doubt- I’m absolutely magic.”

At was at that moment that a certain redhead stumbled over to you, “I’ll take you up on that offer.” Eva commented, interjecting herself into your conversation.

To say you'd noticed her before would be an understatement. You'd all but fallen in love with the poor girl. And now her she was, standing in front of you. Flirting with you. You had no idea how to react.

Which is probably why you promptly started to to turn beet red.

"Oh! Um...I-I uh," you stuttered out. You were pretty good at flirting with girls, but most of that was false confidence built on the fact that they're so wasted they couldn’t tell. This was completely new.

"Fucking hell, I thought you were good at this," Chris muttered as he watched to two of you interact, almost pained by how awkward you were being, "It's good to see you, Eva." He said, greeting her.

"You too, Chris," she replied with a smirk as you began to regain your confidence. With that she swayed dangerously and would have fallen to the ground if you hadn’t stuck your arms out to catch her.

"Do you want to get some air?" You asked her, nodding toward the door. You could tell she was too drunk and you wanted her to sober up at least a little bit otherwise you’d be worried she wouldn’t get home safely.

"Yeah," She replied as she started to stumble across the room. You sighed and gently slid your arm around her waist so you could help her out, ignoring the cheeky thumbs up Chris flashed you as you walked out.

Once you were outside you found a bench and set her down carefully.

"You're so cute when you're chivalrous," she slurred, leaning her head on you shoulder as you sat down next to her, "Fuck, you're so hot all the time." She added.

"Jesus Christ, how much did you drink?" You ask, exasperated.

Eva giggles, "A lot."

"Is there someone I should go get, or call or something?" You ask her.

"No no no, No one wants to make out with me." She replied with a pout.

"But should I get one of your friends?" You asked, trying to be patient with her since you weren’t sure what she was talking about.

"Oh! That reminds me, do you want to make out?" She asks before clumsily moving her face towards yours.

"Maybe not right now?"  You offer, pulling yourself back.

"Is it because you have a girlfriend who's prettier than me?" She asked, pouting at you again.  

"What? “ You asked confused, “No. Eva, you're drunk, and when I make out with you I'm going to do it when you're not about to vomit." You explained.

"Promise?" She asks, raising her eyebrows at you.

"Yes." You replied with a smirk. Before you can say anything else Eva's eyes widen as her hand flies to her mouth. Once you realize what's happening you lead her over to the trash can near by and hold her hair back as she starts to vomit. You gently rub her back you glance around and are surprised when you see your friend William nearby making out with a girl that you're pretty sure is Eva’s best friend.

At least one of you was getting action tonight.