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2-cute-4-school · 4 years

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𝘕𝘊𝘛 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴

requested by the lovely @m4rshm4llow (*ૂ❛ัᴗ❛ั*ૂ)

Mark Lee

i think mark is quite good with children too when he’s not frozen in awkwardness

but i wouldn’t trust with him alone with a kid for too long tbh

like i see him as someone who could probably entertain a kid for a couple of hours succesfully but taking care of them?? yeah no (˵¯͒ བ¯͒˵)

so let’s say he had to tag along with you to babysit because he didn’t want to waste any time he could spend with you *let my boy receive his love*

but he’s not thaaaat excited he just hopes that the kid will get K.O.-ed early in the night so he could have some alone time with you( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°).... TO CUDDLE ya nasties

so when you arrive at your cousin’s house and you come in

he surely DIDN’T expect a kid to literally throw himself onto you and cling to your legs while chanting your name o(*^▽^*)o

the only way you can get him to detach so you can walk is if you pick him up in your arms

“y/n, who’s he?” mark just stares at the chubby finger pointed at him and produces an *HIGHLY AWKWARD* smile like (*′☉.̫☉)

“oh this is mark, my boyfriend”

*silence* “ew”

now hold on rewind

did a kid just ‘ew’ at mark (｡☉︵ ಠ╬)

and then he had THE AUDACITY to cling to your neck while rambling about his new robot toy and mark had to THIRDWHEEL the entire night

now he’s sure you have superpowers how could you tame that!!??!?! even haechan could be considered mild in comparison to... this ʕ •̀ o •́ ʔ

he’s pouty the entire evening while you play and take care of the newly spawned devil in town who HOGS your attention the entire time

so when he finally runs out of energy a bit later than mark would have hoped for, he’s quick to envelop you in his arms and drag you into a well deserved cuddle session ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

“what took you so looong?”

“sorry sorry, i had to look under his man for boogeyman”

“pffft i think boogeyman is the one looking under his bed for that kid”

but he does melt when he remembers the way your eyes sparkled as the child giggled excitedly on your lap while imagining himself in the picture too (๑°꒵°๑)･*♡

Huang Renjun

renjun as we all know is just a bit short tempered so i’m not sure where he stands in his relationship with kids 눈_눈

but also he brings up his younger cousins quite often and he seems very fond of them whenever he talks about them

so i guess he likes kids but like good kids ya know Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

so let’s say you’re shopping in like one of those bigger supermarkets

and you hear cries

your mother instincts literally GO OFF LIKE CRAZY

renjun doesn’t even have the time to blink before you’re dragging him in the direction of the noise with such precision you might as well have a radar at this point ᕕ༼✿•̀︿•́༽ᕗ

turns out a little girl was lost between the tall aisles

renjun is a lil bewildered cause what is he supposed to do? not like he’s tall enough to see other the aisles in his dreams maybe

but you seem to know EXACTLY what to do as you crouch down in front of the girl and speak to her so gently not even renjun can hear properly

and then as if nothing happened she stops crying

just like that so renjun decides to try his luck too o｜◕ˇ▽ˇ◕｜ツ

“come on, let’s go find mommy and daddy”

and lemme tell ya the little girl sprung into your arms and clung to you with everything she had as she mumbled into your neck

“i only wanna go with miss” (つ﹏<)･ﾟ｡

his eye twitched a lil ngl （；¬＿¬)

and that’s how you end up taking a stroll to the announcement desk with a whole child gripping onto your hand

renjun would have never imagined his grocery run to turn into this

he only wanted some damn carrots not a frickin child ಠ╭╮ಠ

thankfully it didn’t take long for the parents to run over and thank you for returning their child safely but there was only one problem left

getting her to let go of you

that was a whole ass dramatic goodbye

poor renjun was left exhausted after this he gave up any grocery run he intended to do and dragged you home pronto (ﾉTдT)ﾉ

he admires you so much for how you handled the situation and how you seemed to be so natural and in your element he can only think of how great of a mother you will be in the future with his beside you hopefully

Lee Jeno

one word, his greatest asset: PATIENCE

i see jeno as a man of patience which is more than just helpful when it comes to handling children ❀.(*´◡`*)❀.

he’s also volunteered in all these programs that involved children and he did really well if you ask me soooo he’s a good ally to have (︶.̮︶✽)

and you really REALLY want to volunteer together at one of those like emergency centres for children or something

and who is he to deny his love? he couldn’t have even if he wanted to, you’re too cute in his eyes so he lets you get your way anyway

so before you step inside one of the caretakers gives you some advice

warns you that the new kid, a little girl still in primary school, is still very closed off and wary of everyone

but as you step inside the kids get drawn to you like moths to a flame, swarming around you and asking you questions while dragging you in the living room to play with them

jeno just trails behind, watching the entire commotion with his soft eye smile as he understands (◍•ᴗ•◍)

he knows that you just have a way with people, he’s been in the same position mesmerized by you, it’s one of the reasons he loves you so much and seeing you so purely happy surrounded by children

MELTED HIM ♡(.◜ω◝.)♡

eventually you drag him into the happy circle too and he seems to fit in just right by your side with giggling children everywhere around you

he ends up using his muscly arms ᕙ[ ˵ ͡’ ω ͡’ ˵ ]ᕗ as swings

“hey!! i’m stronger than you!!! let’s have a fight!!!!”

you just giggle as you colour some pictures with a few kids but stare at your boyfriend from the corner of your eye

jeno is so simply happy and comfortable he doesn’t even notice when you disappear from the crowd at first

but when he does his eyes search wildly for you like a lost puppy Σ(ﾟﾛ､ﾟ;)

but then he spots you

curled up on a small couch in the corner of the room, deep in conversation with the new girl whose eyes seemed just a little brighter as you clutched her hand in yours warmly ｡ﾟ.(*´◡` )

and jeno just realises again

you’re just working your charm once again and once again jeno falls for you for the nth time, deeper than the last time and lighter than the next

Lee Donghyuck

this manchild right here smh ୧༼◔益◔୧ ༽

now don’t get me wrong i’m pretty sure he’s decent at least with children

given he has two younger siblings and he often talks about hanging out with his little brother also have you seen that vid with the little girl?? the was he talked to her ⊂（♡⌂♡）⊃

buuuut BUT he’s also DYING like a fish out of water without attention

so when he invites you to tag along to his hangout with his lil bro

he didn’t expect TO BE THE ONE THIRDWHEELING!!!! (╬ಠ益ಠ)

you keep feeding and pampering his brother who basks in your full attention half because he loves it half because he loves the annoyed look on hyuck’s face

“babe i want some kimchi too” (*ﾟ∀ﾟ*)

“oh!!! sure, i’m sorry for hoarding it all”

and as hyuck awaits with his eyes closed and his mouth open with a pleased smile

you plop a bowl of kimchi in front of him and turn back to his brother as he tugs on the sleeve of your shirt

hyuck, muttering to himself: ‘i should have left you home, you lil brat, both of you traitors!!!!!’ (ノTДT)ノ ┻┻

he pouts and sighs dramatically with crossed arms the entire night while watching you interact oh so sweetly with his little brother

but he can’t deny the warm feeling of fondness swarming is his chest seeing you get along so well with his family and being so genuinely happy when you’re with kids

still complains to you when he gets you alone

“i can’t believe you love my brother more than me!!! ME, YOUR SWEET LOVELY CUTIE BOYFRIEND!!!” ‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚

“first of all, i wouldn’t stretch it that far-” “how is that stretching-?!??!”

“i’m sorry i’m sorry, my sweet lovely cutie boyfriend, i just missed him, he’s so cute and i haven’t seen him in so long and he seems to grow so fast every time we meet” (oꆤ︵ꆤo)

NOW hyuck is real soft how can he be mad at you when you’re THIS ADORABLE AFSKSGDFSAF-

hyuck just presses a sweet smooch to your temple and mutters

“he only acts that cute with you, he’s a devil at home”

“sheesh, i wonder who he takes after” *pointed look* (￢ε￢　)

Na Jaemin

my man here will most likely compete with YOU for the CHILD’S attention

it’s like GAME OVER for him if a child rejects him ε-(≖д≖﹆)

he’s never gonna get over this betrayal from both sides

so let’s say he takes you with him when he offers to babysit a cousin or neighbour idk you get where i’m getting at

and he’s already ‘play buddies’ with him as jaemin likes to put it (,,꒪꒫꒪,,)

and you’re slightly acquitanced with him from a previous visit to jaemin’s house when you coincidentally met

so when jaemin opens the door and announces his presence LOUDLY, the little boy doesn’t waste A SECOND to waddle in the hallway and meet you both ლ(＾ω＾ლ)

and jaemin crouches to meet him midway and-

and he *swooshes* past jaemin and into your open arms while giggling

jaemin, a lonely man in the middle of a hallway: (ಥ⌣ಥ)

the entire day, your boyfriend tries to steal the kid’s attention or bribe him over with sweets or toys

now you’re wondering who the real brat is

is salty about the UTTER rejection but also can’t help but watch you both so fondly with a proud hopefully in future for real fatherly smile (*ૂ❛ัᴗ❛ั*ૂ)

“are you practicing, y/n?”

“pardon?”

“practice, are you practicing?”

“for...?” ∑（´△｀○）

“ya know” *wiggles eyebrows* “taking care of our future children”

“learn how to control your own brat at home read jisung first and THEN we can talk, jaemama”

jaemin can’t believe this low blow, how could you after everything he’s done: cooking for you, taking you on bike rides even though he was the one who wanted to, even buying pads!!! or even worse!!!!! STRAWBERRY YOGHURT!!!!!! ∑(ﾟ台ﾟlll

he’s still pouty as you all put on an animation and snuggle a blanket

but then!!!! you fall asleep with the little boy in your embrace

and jaemin!!!!! just!!! CAN’T!!! stay mad!!!!!! cause you’re both just SO absolutely irrevocably CUTE!!!!!! ♡( ૢ⁼̴̤̆ ꇴ ⁼̴̤̆ ૢ)~ෆ♡

so he just HAS TO lay a *meaningful* smooch on your forehead as he sleepily moves closer to you both, one arm wrapping loosely around you while the other caresses the child’s head, lulling the both of them to sleep his protecc instincts kicked in y’all

Zhong Chenle

he has already expressed his wish to have a family someday since he wants to live the same happiness his brother does with his own family

which i think is ABSOLUTELY PRECIOUS

and we all know he’s WHIPPED for his nephew ˞♡ฅ(ᐤˊ꒳ฅˋᐤ)

but unfortunately

that doesn’t necessarily mean he’s good with children yet

let me give you a context over here

so he’s left alone for a short while with his baby nephew which shouldn’t be too bad since technically chenle is an adult at least legally okay??

and right things are all good until BABY STARTS TO CRY i’m talking about the actual baby here although chenle might cry too at this point

and chenle just PANICS when he realises that just shushing won’t work and whacking a hand over his mouth *cough* like he does to jisung *cough* isn’t an option (╬⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾ Д ⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾)

but thankfully, you’re there!!!!!!

“may i?” you ask chenle as you stretch out your arms in his direction

chenle has never passed over anything faster in his entire life џ(ºДºџ)

so when you coddle the baby in your arms and just gently bounce him a little he just settles down so cutely and most important QUIETLY as he stares up at you with curious eyes, small fingers curling up around a necklace swung around your neck or just the fabric of your shirt

chenle is all like (๑•́o•̀๑)!!

HOW DID YOU JUST DO THAT!!!!

and he watches with eyes even more curious than his nephew’s eyes as the baby slowly dozes off peacefully in your arms (꒡ ω ꒡ )zzz

it just hits him just how natural the scene looks

he approaches carefully once he’s sure his nephew fell asleep and lays a gentle hand on your head as he peers down at the cute chubby baby face

“you’re a life saver, how did you even manage to do that?” ◎ܫ◎

“you know, i have to take care of you all the time so-”

he flicks your forehead faster than you can finish that sentence

way to ruin a moment (oT-T)

but *SIKEEE* the baby fusses a little as soon as you frown and chenle immediately freaks out

he showers the spot on your forehead with kisses and his nephew settles down once again as you smile at him proudly ໒( ͡ᵔ ▾ ͡ᵔ )७

chenle rolls his eyes as if he doesn’t wish for this scene to become familiar to him sometime in the future

Park Jisung

this chick is still a baby who barely hatched

so he’s still in CONSTANT WONDER of the world ༼ つ ◕o◕ ༽つ

and in this episode of ‘jisung the explorer’ he’s discovering... ACTUAL babies

so you were on a date at the local mall when you met with a family friend of your mom’s who was struggling with her fussy baby girl in a carrier while trying to shop for some baby products

so you offer to watch over the girl until her mom finishes up (•́⌄•́๑)૭✧

but just as you’re about to attach the baby carrier to yourself, an old woman asks for directions around the shop

so you pass the baby to jisung for literally a minute to show the lady the way └(>ω<。)┐

and jisung is HIGHKEY PANICKED

he holds the baby by the underarms at arms length and obviously she doesn’t enjoy that and just starts wailing in the middle of the shop

and people just... stare (,Ծ_Ծ,)

and jisung is all like ‘IT’S NOT MINE!!!!! AND I’M NOT STEALING OR MISTREATING IT EITHER!!!!!!’

the moment you’re back in his sight, he’s THRUSTING that tiny loud bald creature in your arms it’s a child jisung ║ * ರ Ĺ̯ ರ * ║

and he expects for you to panic too but right away

the baby quietens down as you cuddle her close to your chest and coo softly in a hushed baby voice

and she plays with your shirt while you glare at your boyfriend (눈_눈)

“y/n, you sorcerer, how did you just shut it off?”

“i didn’t ‘shut it off’, she’s a baby not a tape recorder”

“oh REALLY, i couldn’t tell the difference for a moment there”

you just might consider returning jisung and keeping the baby（ ಠωಠ）

he watches in wonder as you entertain the baby for the next few minutes until her mother comes back

and he swears his heart skips a beat when he sees your smile widen with tenderness once you get a small giggle out of the baby (*ฅ́˘ฅ̀*)

he supposes maybe she isn’t so bad since she makes you so happy

even though she was louder than even chenle which is an accomplishment at this point

and when jisung notices your slight pout once you gave the baby back and parted ways he makes sure to shower your face in kisses until you regain the same smile that made him fall so deep in love with you

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heart-of-gold-outlaw · 5 years

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A Smile is Something to Be Cherished, Dear: an Arthur Morgan x Modern!Reader Fanfic (2/?)

Chapter Title: Lionheart Chapter Summary: Y/N is bored around camp and gets up to some shenanigans. Hosea takes them hunting with him and Arthur. Chaos ensues.

The rest of the world forgets what happened in Valentine pretty quick, so you decide it's for the best if you do, too. You find out from Tilly that the guy who attacked you is named George Foreman. Immediately, your mind works on nicknames. George Foreverman. Georgie the Forgie. George Foreplay. You can't really say why you do this. If you have to take a guess, though, it's so you can insult him the next time you see him. If you ever do, that is. Hopefully, you won't. But it's best to be prepared.

It's a nice Saturday at Horseshoe Overlook. Bright sunny skies overhead, and not a trace of excessive heat or cold—perfect weather, to say the least. But you're bored as all hell. You've already finished your chores for the day, and everybody's "far too busy" to talk. Arthur went out a little while ago, too, so you can't rely on him to cure your boredom. And you can only take so much of playing make-believe with Jack before you go crazy.

There isn't much to do around camp. Nobody looks like they'd be interesting, either. Eventually, you give up and plop down on the ground by a tree, one of the bigger ones. The clothes the gang gave you aren't exactly comfortable, and you pull at the neckline of your shirt. Or maybe you're just used to modern designs. Hard to say.

You tilt your head back to rest against the trunk of the tree. Sunlight drifts down through the canopy. It's a beautiful sight, you suppose, if you really think about it—no light pollution from thousands of LED's, no sound of cars on the highway to disturb you... oh yes. It's lovely. Odd and slightly terrifying, but lovely.

"You look lost in thought, Y/N."

Hosea's voice startles you out of your reverie, and you blink a few times as he sits next to you. Over the last few weeks, you've decided you like him. He's a kind old man... but you can't help the feeling that some of it's a facade, hiding a dangerous outlaw underneath. Still, he hasn't given you reason not to trust him. Maybe you're just paranoid.

After a moment, you realize you haven't given him an answer. "'Cause I am," you eventually say. No sense in lying.

Hosea smiles and leans back against the tree alongside you. "What're you thinking about?"

Your brain short-circuits, every rational answer fleeing it like there's been a natural disaster. Before you know it, you find yourself blurting: "The sweet embrace of death."

There's a second where Hosea clearly doesn't process what you just said. But then? Then his smile slowly fades. He gives you a look, one with concern clearly written on it, and you feel your face growing hot.

"Well alright then," he says after a moment, and with an awkward cough. "... I should talk to Dutch..."

You want to kick yourself. Or throw yourself off Horseshoe Overlook's cliff. Or both. Hosea stands and walks away, murmuring something under his breath you can't quite catch. You hope it's nothing bad. You hadn't meant to say what you did. It just happened. Back in your time, you always use morbid humor. Your friends love it. But, you realize, you're over a century in the past; of course things aren't going to translate the same way.

Sighing, you get up and wander toward the horses. There's a brush beside one, and you absently start grooming it. You still don't have a horse of your own. But you want one. You find yourself thinking back to that appaloosa you saw at the stables in Valentine, dreaming of wide open trails and happy times. Maybe, if Dutch lets you tag along on a job or two, you can get enough money to buy the horse yourself. Wishful thinking, but it doesn't hurt.

"Havin' fun?"

Barely stifling a shriek, you jump and accidentally let go of the brush. It goes flying, landing at Arthur's feet as he watches you with an amused smile on his face.

"You always this jumpy?" He asks, picking up the brush and setting it on nearby stump. "Or am I really that intimidatin'?"

Both, you think wildly. Still: that's probably not what he wants to hear. Instead, you swallow whatever nerves you have and manage: "I was just... I have a lot on my mind, okay?"

"Sure." Arthur raises his hands in surrender. He watches you for a moment, then sighs and motions for you to follow him. "C'mon."

He's moving before you decide to listen, and you have to jog to catch up. He glances over his shoulder and smiles a little, still apparently amused by the whole thing. Your face burns again.

"Where're we going?" You ask. You hope it's not Valentine. Enough trouble there already.

Arthur turns toward Dutch's tent, where Hosea's trying to explain something, something that's clearly of great import to him. He looks up when he hears you and Arthur approaching, and smiles as if you never had your conversation. Good. Here's hoping he's already forgotten it.

"Arthur," he greets, then turns to you. "Y/N."

"Hosea." Arthur motions toward you with his head. "Think they can tag along?"

The words tag along for what die on your lips as Hosea's expression turns thoughtful. He considers you for a moment, then shrugs and says: "Why not? Gotta teach 'em how to shoot, anyway."

You blink and glance up at Arthur. "Um..." You trail off, then continue a little stronger: "Shoot?"

"Three people'll be better than just two," Arthur adds, rolling right over you. "An' camp's getting low on meat."

It clicks then that they're going to take you hunting, and you find yourself biting your lip uncertainly. You've never even held a gun before, let alone shot one. And as if that isn't enough, you're not too sure you can be quiet enough to hunt. You're loud enough to wake the dead on a good day. Imagine what you would do in a silent forest where the objective is to sneak up on something.

"Do I get a say in this?" You ask, narrowing your eyes suspiciously when Hosea shrugs and starts heading for his horse.

"Depends," he calls over his shoulder, "would you rather stay cooped up here?"

You sigh, almost defeated, save for one last strand of hope. "But I don't even have a horse."

"I'll talk to Charles," Arthur chimes in. "He'll probably let you borrow Taima."

He smiles at the glare you throw his way, then walks off with a content whistle. You grumble to yourself. Sure, boredom isn't easy, but neither is being forced to do something—and Arthur and Hosea seem just fine doing that.

"If I were you, darlin,'" Dutch says, sounding entirely too entertained, "I'd start getting ready. Hosea's hunting trips usually last a couple days."

You stare up at him, making your eyes as wide and scared as possible. "Can you talk him out of this? Please?"

It's no use. Dutch just grins, holds his hands up in a "can't help you" gesture, and goes back in his tent. You're left staring off into space.

Who knows? Maybe you'll think of some way to avoid the whole thing.

// // // // //

No such luck.

Within a few hours, Hosea's already packed his horse and Arthur tells you that Taima is yours for the next couple days. You throw one more frantic look at Dutch, who tips his hat at you. A scowl in his general direction has him laughing as you try desperately to get into the saddle by yourself. You're not used to being outdoors, let alone riding horses. Eventually, though, you give up and look to Arthur for help.

"We'll work on it," he says as he cups his hands to make a temporary step.

You manage to swing yourself upright, feeling the slightest bit of vertigo when you look at the ground. Everything seems so much different on horseback. Hosea glances over his shoulder. Clearly, he's making sure you're okay, and you give him a small smile. Yep. You're fine.

That is, until Taima takes a step forward. Barely stifling a shriek, you cling to the saddle. You don't know what else to grab, but you can tell that you're already off balance. Through your panic, you can hear Arthur laughing and Hosea trying to stifle chortles of his own. You'll give them hell for that later. For now, you're just worried about falling face-first on the ground.

"Relax, Y/N," Arthur advises. You look over at him to see he's already on his horse, casual and ready to go. Embarrassment curdles in your stomach.

"I'm gonna die," you groan. "Or maybe I'm already dead. You're talking to my ghost."

Rolling his eyes, Arthur reaches out and steadies you in the saddle. His hand is warm on your shoulder. You have to struggle to hide your blush, praying to whatever deity is out there that he doesn't see it. Luckily, he says nothing. Good. You don't need any more humiliation.

After a few minutes, you're somewhat used to horseback (somewhat being the key word), and Hosea sets a slow trot as the pace. You can tell he's just being nice; he clearly wants to go a lot faster. Still, you appreciate the sentiment. It's not every day somebody takes the time to make sure you're comfortable. All you can do is enjoy it while you can.

Nobody talks all that much until you're a decent ways from camp. Then, Hosea and Arthur start chatting about old times, things you weren't there to see. You're glad they don't drag you into their conversation. This is the farthest you've ever been from camp, and you're a little overwhelmed by all the sights. Things look so different in the past. Where—when—you're from, everything's much faster, much more compact and crammed. People don't stop to say hello, or even look up from their business. But the ones in the past? The ones on the trail? They actually wave.

It's all foreign to you. Everything feels... better? You can't really tell if you think that way yet, but you're slowly realizing you might like it here. In 1899.

Stars above, what does that say about you?

"What about you, Y/N?" Hosea's voice snaps you back to reality. "You've been quiet."

Thankfully, your brain doesn't freeze, and you're able to answer his question rationally. "I'm sorry, Hosea," you say, reluctantly taking your eyes away from the scenery. "I guess I'm a little out of it. I didn't hear the question."

Hosea gives you a knowing look, as if he understands everything you're going through. You can't imagine he does. "That's alright. I asked how you're doing with everything that's going on. You..." He trails off, then chuckles. "Well, you came to us at a strange time."

Briefly, you consider lying. Maybe you should tell him that you're fine, that everything's a-okay. But somehow, you just know he'll see through it. From what Arthur said when the gang was leaving the Grizzlies, Hosea's a conman. He'll sniff out a lie better than any machine back in your day.

"I think I'm a little... overwhelmed," you admit. "Feels like I'm flying through everything at warp-speed, and Kirk ain't slowin' down the Enterprise anytime soon."

Hosea blinks, and you kick yourself. He probably understood maybe half that sentence, if any of it. Face burning, you turn to Arthur, who also looks confused.

"In my time," you start slowly, "everything's a lot faster. Here? It's pretty slow, but I'm still moving at my speed." You sigh and absently stroke Taima's mane. "Guess it'll just take some more getting used to."

There's a moment where you think they didn't understand that, either, but then Hosea nods. "You must miss it."

"Yeah." You think of everything that was happening in your old life—things that weren't so good. "I do."

Thankfully, neither Hosea nor Arthur decides to continue the conversation, and the three of you make some ground toward O'Craig's Run. You still don't know how you're going to do with hunting. Hosea saying bear is on the agenda doesn't help, either.

Mauled via grizzly, you think. What a way to go.

// // // // //

"You sure about this, Hosea?" Arthur asks, eyeing the bait uncertainly. The three of you decided to lay out a trap for the bear, then ambush it when the time comes. "Ain't exactly a foolproof plan."

From where you're crouched behind a boulder, you absently draw in the mud with a stick. You've been waiting for the better part of thirty minutes. No bear.

"This'll work." Hosea sounds so certain, you almost believe him. He turns to you and motions toward the brush with his head. "Y/N, why don't you go check on it? Make sure it's set right. We only got one shot at this."

You open your mouth to say something, but Arthur beats you to it.

"Maybe I should go." He looks at you, then at Hosea. "They don't even have a gun."

Hosea rolls his eyes. "Trust me: we would've heard that lumbering beast if it was anywhere near here."

You shrug and stand, trying your best to be quiet in the shrubbery. Still, you're breaking sticks all over the place as you approach the bait, wincing with each step. Finally, you reach it and kneel down. You're not sure what to check for, but everything looks alright. Sighing, you start to stand. Maybe Hosea'll know more about it than you do.

A low rumble freezes you in your tracks.

Slowly, you raise your eyes—wide and terrified—to see an absolutely massive bear standing a few feet away. It definitely doesn't look happy. For some absurd reason, you find yourself thinking back to a movie you saw, about three guys who survive a plane crash. If you remember right, one of them got killed by a bear. You wonder if that's going to happen to you.

"Uh," you manage around a hammering heart. "Guys?" Somehow, you sound oddly calm. "Bear's here."

The next few seconds seem to happen in slow motion. The bear rises on to its hind legs, clawed paws ready for what's sure to be a killer swipe. You feel a hand fist in your collar and yank you back, just as a claw barrels toward your face. It misses you by inches.

Arthur fires several loud, quick gunshots, hitting the beast with such precision, you think for sure they'll kill it. The bear just flinches. As you stand, rooted to the ground, it gives one final look at the three of you, then barrels off into the forest.

"Y/N, you alright?" Hosea's hand is still holding your collar, and he sounds worried. "Did it hit you?"

And now Arthur turns to look at you, the same question in his eyes. You blink a few times. It's hard, you decide, coming back to reality after a brush with death. Maybe you'll have to work on that.

"I'm good." Your voice sounds far away to your own ears. "I think... I think I just need to... sit down for a bit—"

Your legs wobble, and the next thing you know, you're slumping forward toward the ground. Luckily, Arthur reacts and catches you before you face-plant.

"You're alright, Y/N," he says, low and sure. "You're alright."

It takes you a moment, but you eventually get a hold of yourself and stand on your own. "Ye-ah," you say, albeit shakily. "I think I can add hunting to the 'Things I Never Want to Do Again' list."

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Chapter Two

Pairing: None

Warnings: Angst

Word Count: 1619

Author’s Note: Chapter two! Just wanted to say thank you for the positive response that I got to the first part of this series! It is very appreciated 💛

You felt your stomach sink. There was no way you were going to be able to afford a new place with Columbus’ rent, especially given your current job.

“What?”

“I need you to move out, preferably within the next week.”

“Now wait just a minute,” you said, holding a hand out. “You know that I can’t afford that.”

“We’re not together anymore, Y/N. There’s no reason to live together.”

“You can’t break up with me and then immediately kick me out!”

“I’m sure there’s someplace you can live,” he shrugged.

“Back in California, maybe! Matt, you know how expensive rent is here. How in the world am I supposed to afford that? Much less find somewhere in a week!”

“There’s plenty of job opportunities, Y/N. You have a college degree, how hard can finding a job be?”

“Really hard, Matt! I have a photography degree, remember?”

He rolled his eyes. You bit down on your cheek to keep from yelling at him.

“Then work in photography. You’re good at that and you have experience. Should be easy enough,” he shrugged.

You took a moment to compose yourself, “It takes years to build up a reputable photography business and even longer to make a decent living from it. And in case you forgot, I had one back home until you dragged me out here.”

“Then move back home!” he said, raising his voice a bit. “That way you can stop acting like this is all my fault.”

“That’s because it is!” you snapped. “My parents didn’t want me to leave, and you can bet that they’ll be upset if I come crying back to them after a month after all the convincing I did. You ripped me away from the life that I had and made me start all over. You had a job all lined up. I didn’t. You decided to end things when you did. I didn’t. You decided I needed to move out in a week. I didn’t.”

Matthew reached a hand up and ruffled his hair. He seemed annoyed by this conversation, but that was nothing new.

“Fine, you can stay as long as you’re actively working towards moving out.”

“Gladly,” you spat.

Matthew turned and walked back into the bedroom. You walked over and took a seat on the couch as the reality of what had just happened began to hit you. Tears began to rush down your cheeks, so you grabbed a pillow to hide your face. The last thing you wanted was Matthew seeing you sobbing on the couch.

You heard Matthew walk back into the living room and dump what could only be clothes onto your already full suitcases. The door to his bedroom closed so you figured it was safe to get off the couch. If you were going to be living out of your suitcases, you might as well make them as organized as possible.

So much for your movie night.

Getting ready for work the next morning was weird. Every last one of your belongings had been gathered together and put in the living room by Matthew. You ended up getting ready at the kitchen counter, bent over a mirror that you could barely see yourself in. Not to mention that leaning over was made ten times more difficult with your sore back from sleeping on the couch.

Matthew was still asleep when you walked out the front door. You just hoped that the locks wouldn’t be changed by the time you got home from work later that afternoon.

“Hey, Y/N!” one of your coworkers called as you walked in. “Ready for a super exciting day?”

“Sure,” you laughed as you walked behind the counter.

You hung your bag up and grabbed your apron from its spot on the wall. At least there was still one place in Ohio where you felt welcome.

“You doing alright?” she asked. “You’re looking pretty down.”

“Matthew broke up with me last night,” you explained as you tied the apron around your waist.

Her jaw dropped, “No way! This is the dude that you’ve been with since college?”

“That’s the one.”

You walked towards the back of the shop to grab what you would need. Your coworker followed you, the confusion still evident on her face.

“Hold on, I need more details.”

“Long story short, he said that he was beginning to doubt the relationship but thought that moving out here might be good for both of us. As it turns out, that wasn’t the case and he decided to end things now that I’m hundreds of miles away from everything that I love.”

“So, he dragged you out here to dump you, basically?”

“Pretty much,” you sighed. You could feel tears beginning to surface, but you quickly pushed the feeling down. “He even tried to give me a week to move out, but I begged him to let me stay longer because there’s no way I can afford my own place right now. He eventually gave in and said I could stay as long as I was actively trying to move out.”

“What are you going to do?”

You took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, “I honestly don’t know. All I want to do is move back home, but my parents will be pissed if I come crying back to them. For now, I think I’m just stuck here. Hopefully my photography takes off soon, I really need the money.”

Your coworker reached out and rubbed your back soothingly, “You’re going to get through this, Y/N. I’ll do whatever I can to help. I’d even say you could move in with me, but my apartment is already cramped enough with my two other roommates.”

“Thank you so much. It means a lot to know that somebody has my back.”

She pulled you into a quick hug before stepping back and smiling widely, “Alright, let’s make today productive. The better service we have, the more tips we can get.”

“Let’s do it.”

By the time that you were walking home from work that afternoon, your cheeks hurt from smiling at customers all day. The extra tips were worth it though, at this point any little bit would help you pay for a new place.

The mere thought of trying to find an apartment was enough to cause your stomach to twist. Rent in Columbus was expensive and there was no way you would be able to swing paying for your own apartment and a car with your current job. Not to mention all the other expenses.

You shook your head in a vain attempt to get the thoughts out of your head. Every time you thought about everything you had to do, it just sent you into a panic. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to bite the bullet and call your parents. After all, they might not hate the idea of you coming home as much as you thought they would.

You held your breath as you pulled your keys out of your bag. Although it was unlikely, a small part of you was afraid that Matthew had changed the lock on the door before he left for work. Your shoulders instantly relaxed as the knob turned easily and the door swung open. You set your bag by the door and walked over to the couch, collapsing onto it.

It felt like a lifetime since you had been in California. You missed being there, where your family was only a twenty minute drive away and your career was doing something that you loved. Seeing friends and family every weekend was the norm and everything was familiar. You thought it was the place that you would spend the rest of your life.

Now you were here.

You had wanted to love Ohio, even if it was only for Matthew’s sake. He had been so happy over the last month, although now you questioned if that had actually been the case. You had quickly learned that he was a fantastic liar. Now you just hated Ohio even more than you had before. There was nothing here for you.

Your mind began to run over possibilities of how to get out of here. You were pretty sure that you had enough money saved to get a plane ticket back home if it came down to that, then you would just have to work out where to stay. That shouldn’t be too difficult; you had plenty of friends back home. Maybe you should start calling them.

You began to get too overwhelmed, so you grabbed your headphones and made yourself comfortable on the couch. A short nap would help you feel better and take your mind off of everything for awhile.

Matthew slammed the door, causing you to sit straight up. You turned to look at him, wondering why he had so aggressively closed the door. He didn’t seem upset as he stood by the door taking his work shoes off, meaning that he had most likely done it out of spite.

“How was work?” you asked.

You couldn’t care less about his day, but you figured that if you two were going to be living together for an indefinite amount of time, you should at least try to be civil. Matthew evidently didn’t have the same idea, as he didn’t even glance up from his phone when you talked to him. Instead, he ignored you and walked straight into his room. You leaned back on the couch and groaned. This wasn’t going to be as easy as you had hoped.

There was no longer a doubt in your mind: you had to get out of Ohio. Soon.

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