#i am so tired and needed to vent somewhere she wont see it though

[crownedcroweprince]

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[akiology]

Hello, Are You There? || Part 1

Minako tries the number neighbor thing. Thinking it was an inactive number, she decides to vent and express her frustrations, turning it into a sort of mini diary. What she didn’t expect was somebody was actually on the other line and decided to send a message back.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Word Count: 3.4k+

Pairing: Akihiko Sanada x Minako Arisato

Note: alternate universe where there are no demons, no dark hour and therefore no SEES. also, minato and minako are twins :3 this was something i started writing out of nowhere, so please tell me if there are any spelling errors!

Minako was the type to be able to handle herself. She is always there for her friends, giving them support when needed and cheering them on. However, when it came to herself, she didn’t like opening up. It wasn’t because she didn’t trust her friends, or secretly hated them. No, that is not the case. She is simply afraid because she believes that opening up and telling others about her deepest, darkest fears will make her vulnerable and weak. She didn’t like that one bit.

She believes that she always has to be strong.

Being the older sister(by five minutes), and the one in charge of taking care of Minato because her parents are working abroad, she thinks that she always has to be strong.

Of course, sooner or later she will have to realize that she can’t always be strong.

/./

Classes just ended, and Minako decided to have a cup of coffee at Chagall Café along with Yukari and Fuuka for some quality girl time.

“Have you heard of this trend? It’s an old one but I found it interesting.” Yukari asks, shoving her phone at Fuuka and Minako. The latter shakes her head, while Fuuka studies the image on Yukari’s phone.

“What is it about?” Minako inquires, seemingly uninterested. Yukari didn’t notice it though.

“Basically, get your phone number and change the last digit into the neighboring numbers. And then you send a message.” Yukari answered, taking back her phone.

“Oh, what happens next?” Fuuka asks, not quite understanding the purpose.

“Well, they’ll reply. And maybe you’ll get a new friend.” Yukari states, with a big smile on her face.

“Oh… that’s quite... um...” Fuuka trails off, not knowing how to finish her sentence.

“Lame.” Minako interjected.

Yukari laughed. “Of course you would say that! But why not try it? You may get something out of it... like maybe a relationship?”

Minako scrunches her eyebrows, absolutely weirded out by how the thought of that idea did a big jump. “That seems like a reach. But anyways, I don’t need to be in a relationship! I’m already happy I got you guys!”

Yukari snorted, while Fuuka gave a big smile, “I’m happy I have you guys, too.”

“Okay but I want to try it at least once.”

“Then you do it yourself, Yukari.”

“No! I want to do it with you guys! What do you think, Fuuka?”

“It wouldn’t hurt to try…”

“Seriously Fuuka?”

“Fuuka already agreed! Two against one!”

“Fine… But only once, okay? If they don’t reply, then that’s it.”

“Pfft, sure!”

/./

Of course, Minako didn’t really expect a reply. After all, who in their right minds would reply to a random number texting ‘Hey there number neighbor!’. She is sure as hell she wouldn’t. Thinking that her number neighbor might be an inactive number, she decides not to dwell on it anymore as she prepares dinner for her and Minato.

At the sound of the door opening and some keys being carelessly thrown somewhere reaches her ears, Minako smiles at the thought that her younger brother is home. She puts on a big smile to greet her brother, “Minato, welcome home!”

Minato just grunted in reply. She knows this mood of his. He probably had a bad day, and when Minato is having a bad day, he doesn’t have the energy to talk or interact with other people.

“Can you please set the table? I’m almost done with the food.” Minako pleads, hoping that he isn’t too tired. Minato didn’t reply, however he did start on setting the table.

As Minako served the food on the table, Minato decided to go back to his room and change. When he came back down, they started eating.

“Tough day?” Minako tries starting up a conversation with his brother. Minato nodded.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Minako asks again, and Minato shook his head no.

And they ate in silence.

/./

The next day, it didn’t seem like Minato’s mood changed. As they were going to school, Minato was quiet and didn’t seem to acknowledge her presence. Minako knows that even if her brother is acting cold, he still loves her so. But that doesn’t mean it hurts any less. All she could do was sigh and turn her volume on to the highest level, drowning out the rest of the world.

As they were walking through the school gates, some girls blocked the way, not caring if they were causing a big inconvenience to the other students.

Minako, curious with what was happening decided to lower her volume and listen.

“Akihiko-senpai is most likely coming soon! He usually arrives at this time!” One girl said, smiling huge, jumping up and down.

“O-M-G! I hope he looks our way!” Another girl squealed, and Minako swears that her eyes were shaped like a heart.

“I am like, so proud of him for winning that competish! I’m going to ask for an autograph!” A third girl chimed in, flopping her arms around.

Minako rolled her eyes. It wasn’t of any importance. Some girls just bothering a poor, helpless guy. She sighs once again, maxing out her volume and silently walking to class.

/./

This day isn’t being kind to Minako.

And that was sugarcoating it.

The teachers dumping a bunch of work on the students, just a week before the finals. The volleyball club members fighting with the leader. Obnoxious and disrespectful customers at Minako’s part-time job. Minato still not opening up.

This day was absolute shit.

After dinner, Minako decided to head straight to her bed and lock her door. She flopped herself on her bed and released a big sigh. Her chest feels tight and she feels worn out. She’s read somewhere that crying is a good way to let out your feelings, and it might make you feel a whole lot better if you let it out.

However, nothing was coming out.

She blinked a few times. Nothing.

Suddenly, the feeling of anger is overpowering her. The frustration of not being able to cry is getting to her, and she decided that the best way to go about it is to scream in to her pillow.

That still didn’t help.

She decided to grab her phone. Another thing she read is that opening up might help. She didn’t like the thought one bit, but she knows that she can trust her friends. She scrolled through her screen, Yukari? Fuuka? She decides to go through their group chat, and although they are both online, they seem to be talking about something happily and she didn’t want to dampen the mood.

Maybe Rio? But she’s got her own problem with the volleyball team. Probably best not to stress her out anymore.

Minato? She knows damn well that her brother won’t judge her no matter what, but Minato is probably asleep already.

She sighs yet again, until she comes across her number neighbor.

Hey number neighbor!

Still no reply. Maybe it really is an inactive number.

It’s perfect.

I mean, it’s still sort of opening up to somebody, right?

Plus, she won’t be bothering anybody and she’ll be able to express her frustrations.

Win-win.

She decides to start typing.

Minako: hey there number neighbor

Minako: i know this is really fucking stupid but today was really shitty

Minako: and im telling this to you because i know nobodys there

Minako: but basically what happened was the teachers decided to drop every fucking major requirement the week before exams, and then my part-time job is so demanding, both my boss and the customers

Minako: my boss kept dumping work on me and he did say he would pay me extra but it was still pretty fucking tiring

Minako: and then today the leader of my club expressed her frustrations on said club

Minako: and my brother still wont open up…

Minako: and… i don’t know… i guess it just sorta sinked in to me all of a sudden that im tired..

Minako: and sad… and lonely…

Minako: i

Minako: wow

Minako: that got too real too fast

And a tear fell down her cheek. Minako blinked a few times, and more tears came down.

She was crying. And she couldn’t stop, and she decided to let herself feel this.

She fell asleep crying.

/./

“Shit!” Minako hurriedly put her textbooks in her bag, panicking as she realizes she woke up late. She is usually the one who wakes up first, and then she will be the one who will wake up Minato, who is a heavy-sleeper.

Today, Minato was the one to wake her up, but because Minato isn’t a morning person, they are both late.

When Minako finally finished her packing her things, she put her hair in a bun and washed up herself really quickly.

“I’m really sorry, Minato! You can go on without me!” She shouts from her room, suddenly having trouble putting on her uniform.

“No.” Minato answers back simply. Minato was a man of habit and if he got used to something, he’d want to keep it that way. So going to school without Minako is going to feel weird.

“I’m done!” Minako quickly grabbed her phone and her headphones while going down the stairs quickly. “Let’s go!”

/./

They both managed to snag a seat on the train, and Minako decided to check the time on her phone. It wasn’t time yet, but they are most likely be late since the train hasn’t left yet. She notices two notifications on her phone. One from Yukari, containing the words, “wer r u and minato?” and another from an unknown number.

She decides to open it and her blood ran cold.

It was from her number neighbor.

She remembers clearly how she decided to vent to her number neighbor, thinking it was an inactive number.

It was an inactive number, right? Still in denial and thinking it was her phone glitching, she decided to open it anyway.

???: Hey, I am sorry for ignoring your message. I thought you were a prankster, but I can tell that you have been having a hard time. Prankster or not, I want to make sure if you’re okay and not doing anything bad.

???: If it helps you even just a little bit, you can continue venting to me. :) I do not mind at all. I have heard that venting to a complete stranger is much easier than venting to a friend, since there is no judgment. And that’s completely true.

???: I won’t judge you.

Minako was dumbfounded. Is this guy for real? She thought she was going to get told off by the guy, but he seems really nice.

Minako: omg im so sorry my friend told me to do this number neighbor thing

Minako: and when you didn’t reply i thought it was an inactive number

Minako: last night i was really frustrated and nothing was helping

Minako: so i decided to vent to this number because i figured no one was gonna read it anyways

Minako: i am really sorry if i disturbed u

Minako sighed to herself. The train finally started moving and she decided to play music to get her mind off of it. What she didn’t expect was that she was going to get a reply so soon.

???: It is fine.

???: I told you, I do not mind. You can vent to me anytime if it helps you. :)

Minako didn’t know how to react. This guy is too nice.

Minako: um ok

Minako: thanks ig

Minako: u can do the same if u want

Minako: u can vent to me as well

The guy stopped replying. Probably became busy. Minako sighs in relief, she is embarrassed to say the least. She probably won’t talk to the guy for a while. Or you know, ever. That is probably it, she does not need some random stranger knowing about her problems. She decides to spend the rest of the ride listening to music and looking at the passing scenery.

/./

After school, Minako, Yukari and Fuuka decided to go to Chagall Café once again. Yukari suggested a ‘study group’ to help each other understand unclear terms and also a way to finish their projects. Fuuka and Minako agreed that it was beneficial.

After ordering their drinks and desserts, Fuuka started teaching Yukari the recent Math topic. Yukari couldn’t wrap her head around it and no matter how hard she tried to follow the discussion, she still couldn’t understand. Minako understood the lesson very well, so she was finishing one of their other projects instead.

“Okay, so first you have to write the given…” Fuuka started, while Yukari stared at the problem.

Minako was getting her things ready, when her phone vibrated. She opened it to see a message from her number neighbor. He still replied?

???: Hey, sorry for not replying. Today has been hectic.

???: But thank you! I’ll be sure to keep that in mind. :)

???: How are you feeling today, though?

Is this guy… actually concerned? Minako knows that it is rude that she is questioning and may or may not be judging the guy when she absolutely knows nothing about him. But same goes for the other guy, they do not know anything about her and yet they are concerned?

Minako: im okay today

Minako: thanks for asking

Minako: hbu?

As she finished setting up her things, she got a reply. That was quick.

???: That’s great. I am glad you are feeling better. :)

???: I am good, too. Just a little tired. But I can manage.

Minako stares at the message. Is she supposed to reply to that? Nevermind that, she is supposed to be studying right now. She decides to instead text Minato to eat outside already, as she will be home late. And then she put her phone in her bag and concentrate on her project.

/./

When Minako finally got home, the house was eerily quiet. There were no lights on either. “Minato?” She called out, no answer. She puts down her things and went to knock at his door.

“Minato?”

Still no reply. She tried opening the door, but it was locked. She went back down and checked to see if his shoes were here, and it wasn’t. He wasn’t home yet. Where was he?

Minako tried calling his number, but there was no answer. She started texting his friends, Junpei, Kenji and Kazushi. But none of them knew where he was. She was starting to get a little worried.

No, screw that. She IS worried as hell. Where could he have gone to?

She decided to get her jacket and find him herself but just before she could do that, the front door opened.

It was Minato.

She felt relieved, but at the same time she was very angry.

“And just where have you been?” Minako tried to stay calm, but her tone was harsh. Minato flinched.

“With the boys.” Minato answered, not looking at her and removing his shoes.

“Lies. They told me they didn’t know where you were.”

Minato finished with his shoes and walked past by her, seemingly ignoring her words.

“Minato, I am talking to you.”

“What?” Minato answered indifferently.

“What? What?! What do you mean ‘what’? I was worried sick! You didn’t answer any of my calls, and your friends didn’t know where you were! Not to mention that it’s late, who knows what kind of criminal could be lurking around the streets at this moment!” Minako said exasperatedly. It frustrated and angered her that her brother doesn’t seem to be thinking about what she was feeling.

“Calm down, I got home safely didn’t I? It’s fine. You’re worrying over nothing.” Minato proceeded to go upstairs to his room, not daring to look back at his sister.

“Minato Arisato, come back down here! I am not done talking to you!” Minako shouted, but it fell on deaf ears as he did not come back. Minako felt frustrated and angry and sad… She stormed into her room. Her chest was tightening and she did not like it one bit. She tried screaming into her pillow, but it did not ease her pain.

She faced up and stared at the ceiling. What was going on with her brother? Is there a problem at school? Is he being bullied? Was he having a hard time? They were in different classrooms, but even so it was just next to eachother. Yet somehow it feels like she still cannot reach him.

She unknowingly reached into her phone and started typing. She didn’t want to do this, but it feels like her hands has a mind of their own.

Minako: hey number neighbor

Minako: are u there?

Minako feels weak, vulnerable, and pathetic at this moment, but she doesn’t know what else she can do. After a minute, her phone vibrated.

???: Yes, I am.

???: What’s wrong? Did something happen?

Minako: i just

Minako: im sorry for disturbing u once again

Minako: but nothings calming me down again

Minako: i thought today was a nice day because i just hung out with my friends

Minako: but when i got home, my brother wasn’t there

Minako: i got worried and started calling

Minako: he didn’t answer so i texted his friends and even they didn’t know where he was

Minako: i was just about to go out until he came home

Minako: and i asked him where he was, wanting an explanation

Minako: but he just ignored me

Minako: and it fucking hurts because i was worried sick and he didn’t even try talking to me

Minako: im so fucking frustrated and angry and sad

Minako: its like i didn’t matter

Minako: he used to share a lot with me, i am his bestfriend

Minako: well, was, as it seems like now

When Minako finished, she put her phone down and stared at the ceiling. She started contemplating whether she did something to make her brother act like this. When she heard her phone vibrating, she quickly got it.

???: Hey, don’t jump into conclusions. Although I understand where your frustration is coming from. It is valid.

Minako: if its valid they why didn’t my brother talk to me???

???: Perhaps your brother is going through something, and he isn’t ready to talk about it. He just needs some time to figure it out himself and then he will approach you.

Minako: then what should i do????

???: Just continue loving and supporting him. Let him know you are there. And when the time comes, he will approach you.

Minako: do u think i scared him off when i got angry at him

???: I believe not. You were only being a concerned sister. And I am certain he knows that too. Like I said, what you felt is valid. It is normal, I would probably be the same if I was in your position.

Minako suddenly started crying. She closed her eyes and cried. After a few minutes, she decided to reply back.

Minako: thank u number neighbor

Minako: hey is it ok if i call u by another name or something

Minako: number neighbor is too long and it feels a bit weird

???: Alright. What do you suggest?

Minako: well when i call u by a name then u will most likely call me by a name too

Minako: is it ok if it’s a code name or a nickname

Minako: i don’t feel comfortable saying my name

???: That is fine by me. :) What kind of name will it be then?

Minako: is it ok if i call u by my favorite thing

???: And that would be?

Minako: headphones.

???: Fine by me, pancake.

Minako was surprised. Why the sudden endearment?

Minako: im sorry what?

???: Pancake. You will be calling me by your favorite thing, I’ll be calling you by my favorite thing too. :)

Minako: oh

???: Why? Is it weird? Do you want me to change?

Minako: um no

Minako: its fine

Minako: just surprised

???: Alright, pancake.

Minako couldn’t explain why she was suddenly blushing. It’s just their favorite thing. Nothing more. She decided to shake it off and proceeds to change their contact name into ‘Headphones’.

Minako: im feeling a lot better now

Minako: thank u again headphones

Headphones: I am glad I was able to help. :)

Minako: im gonna sleep now

Minako: nanite

Minako: ttyl

Headphones: Sleep well, pancake. :)

[idreamofwolves]

Old Times -Part One

Summary: Negan stumbles upon a familiar face from life before the end of the world.

Pairing: Negan (The Walking Dead) x OC

The dead walk the earth, the living survive on nothing but fuel in the form of safe houses and scraps of food they find or hunt. It wasn’t the way Emily ever thought things would be, or anyone for that matter, but there she was, hiding out in some old, abandoned cottage in the middle of the woods. She thought this would be her safe place, somewhere she could feel comfortable sleeping without the fear of being eaten by walkers in her sleep. She was wrong.

Emily had woken in the middle of the night to the sound of pounding on her front door that she’d hardly reinforced given her false sense of safety. That was mistake number one. Mistake number two came when fear started to override rational thought. Instead of running for weapons when the door cracked open, she attempted to hide herself in a small closet.

As the dead drug their feet in, they became frantic, or as frantic as the dead could be, in search for the living flesh they smelled and craved. Her hands shook and tears ran down her face. “This is it. This is how it’s going to end.” She thought, feeling more hopeless than ever.

Just when she had given up all hope, she heard something that would change the course of her awful night. The croaking sounds of walkers dying tang through the cottage, making her perk up and wonder what on earth was going on out there.

When the sounds of smashing and crushing finally came to a close, foot steps could be heard around the area. It seemed like only one person, but Emily couldn’t imagine a scenario where one person could kill so many walkers. And although it was against her better judgement, she slowly and quietly crawled out of the closet. She gasped as she was quickly met with the rotting face in hers. She threw herself into her back and took in the bloody scene around her.

Just as she started to get overwhelmed, a figure in the doorway took her attention. “Ho-ly shit!” The man exclaimed, oddly amused somehow. A barbed wire covered bat was sling over his shoulder, dripping with blood. He seemed unfazed by this. “We got a live one.”

“You did this?” She asked, not sure what she was more horrified by, the graveyard around her or the man above her that caused it without a flinch.

“Yeah and saved your ass in doing so.” He chuckled as he rest back on his heel. “What’s your name, doll?” The room was dark and she couldn’t see much, but she recognized that voice from somewhere.

“Emily.” She answered without thought, his demeanor and authoritative stance made her feel afraid, but he’d just saved her life. She couldn’t be anything less than grateful. “Thank you, for this.”

“Emily.. Have we met?” She was taken aback by the question, but upon really looking at him, she realized he was right. They’d met before, long before the outbreak.

“Negan?” She answered, trying to hold back a smile. She stood up and brushed herself off quickly before going back to the conversation. “You’re alive? What are you doing here?” She hurried to him and hugged him out of a rush of relief and joy.

“I could ask you the same thing.” He hugged her back, almost dropping his beloved bar in the process. His smile was still there, but it wasn’t the normal, cocky grin he often wore. He was shocked to find someone from his old life, relieved even. It suddenly made him miss the old days.

They’d met long before the outbreak, looking at her was like looking into the past, into a place he dearly missed when he let himself think about it.

He pulled away from him to look him in the eyes. He looked almost just as he did the last time he saw her, except maybe more muscular now. “I haven’t seen you since..” she trailed off, remembering exactly when she saw him last but didn’t want to say.

“Since the bar.” He finished, and in the back of both of their minds they remembered their first and last meetings.

Negan’s wife, Lucille, was harsh and demanding and every part of him felt his marriage had failed. They fought so often that he barely knew what it was like to laugh with a woman anymore, until he met Emily. He’d often go to the bar to get out for a while and let things cool off at home. That’s where he met her.

She was shy and new to bar tending, she wasn’t cut out for it but she was pretty and men tipped well. It wasn’t what she really wanted to do in life, but it paid the bills.

It was a slow night when Emily came into work. It was the last shift, and a short one at that. She was ready to go home as soon as she came, until she noticed the tired looking man at the end of the bar. A few others lingered as they sipped their drinks, but it was him she was interested in. “Hey.” She smiled as she gained his attention. “You okay?”

“Doin’ great doll.” It seemed like he’d actually meant to sound more honest, but it came out sarcastic. “Mind filling this up?” He slid his glass over to her, and motioned toward the nearby bottle of whiskey.

She lowly watched him as she poured the whiskey. She slid his glass back and checked on the other bar dwellers. After a few moments of contemplation, she went back to him. “Want to talk about it?” She pried, making him chuckle.

“That obvious, huh?” He rubbed his eyes with his hand and took a deep breath. “Think I’m here for the same reason most of these lonely, alcoholic bastards are here for. Angry wife.”

“Ooh. That bad, huh?” She rested her elbows on the bar and sipped on her soda. “By the look on your face, I’m guessing it’s one of two things. This is your first big fight with a wife you’re crazy in love with, which I’m going to doubt since I’ve seen you here once or twice, or this is becoming so common that you don’t know what to do anymore. Am I close?” She found it easy to talk with him, despite her normal reserved nature.

“Spot on, sweetheart.” He chuckled and sipped his drink, looking confident but deep down she knew he was feeling down.

“It’s Emily.” She smiled and lightly tapped her name tag. She got a smile out of him, which was really all she wanted.

“Negan.”

From that moment on, they bonded over broken relationships and their off sense of humor. It was an unexpected friendship laced with some kind of flirtatious nature, as time went on.

Negan quickly became attached to Emily, as he was able to use her as therapist and friend. She reminded him how to laugh, and she helped him forget about the rest of the world outside of the bar. And although the friendship was innocent enough, he knew himself enough to know he had feelings for her.

Emily, on the other hand, was incredibly oblivious to Negan’s flirting. She saw it as a joke most of the time, just friends kidding around, even if it did make her heart beat out of her chest. He wasn’t someone she ever imagined she’d want to be with, but she couldn’t help but imagine it at times. She found safety in him, as he was always there to ward off the seemingly sexual predators that frequented the bar now and then who always wanted more than a drink from her. She found solace in him, knowing she could vent if she needed to and ask for his opinion. He was honest and caring, something rare, she thought.

The last time Negan saw Emily, he knew it would be the last. The news of Lucille’s cancer made things hard for him, and he knew he couldn’t keep seeing this girl anymore. As much as it hurt him, he knew he had to let her go.

He walked into the bar, his composure slightly different than normal. His confident stride and cocky smirk had completely vanished. “Hey you.” Emily greeted him as he took his normal seat. He mumbles out some sort of greeting, but it was incomprehensible. “What’s up buttercup? Bad day?” She asked, thinking he and Lucille must have gotten into some kind of major fight.

“Yeah.” He shrugged. “Definitely a bad day.”

Emily frowned, she hated seeing him upset. “Whiskey kind of day, huh?” She poured him a drink but he put his hand out to stop her.

“Look sweetheart, I’m not staying today. I just wanted to drop in and give ya this.” He dropped a folder note down on the bar for her to read. He didn’t have the courage to tell her what he desperately needed to say, especially knowing it wouldn’t get him anywhere anyway.

Emily picked up the letter and looked him in his sad eyes, somehow knowing she wouldn’t see him again. “What’s this?” She asked, not really wanting to open it.

He sighed and looked away for a moment, trying to figure out what to say. “Read it later, okay? Lucille’s got cancer so I won’t be around much anymore. Just thought I’d say ‘bye’ to my favorite bar tender.” He tried to make it light, but this didn’t feel good for him, it felt like a break up.

“Oh. I’m so sorry to hear that.” She nodded, squeezing the paper in her hand. “Well I hope I see you around some time, Negan.” She forced a smile, even though no part of her felt like smiling.

“Me too, princess.” He walked out, feeling more broken than he ever had. It was hard, knowing she was about to find out what he’d been feeling, and not being able to do anything about it. Not to mention the guilt he started to feel about having feelings for another woman while he was married.

It was tough on the both of them, but they never saw each other again. Not before the outbreak, that is.

“Yeah. The bar.” She said, slowly. She didn’t want to remember that night, but she still had his note. She carried it with her the moment she’d been forced to flee her home, knowing it was all she had left of him and the old life she’d lived.

“I’m real sorry about that Em.” He started, but she didn’t want him to finish.

“How’s Lucille? Is she-“

“Dead.” He said, abruptly. “She died while all the shit started hitting the fan. Turned into one of them.” He shrugged, feeling a little defeated. He hadn’t really talked about it before, but he knew he could trust her.

“Oh. I’m so sorry.” She hadn’t expected that answer, somehow.

“Don’t be. I’m glad she didn’t have to deal with this shit show.” He motioned around them, and she knew where he was coming from. Part of her wished she never had to deal with it too, but the other option scared her more.

“Right.” She nodded and looked out the window. She felt nervous, never did she think this opportunity would come. Honestly she figured he was dead. “So what are you doing here? On the run?”

“Never.” He said, confidently. “I run a place called The Sanctuary. It’s an old compound we fenced in. We take in everyone we can, make deals with other communities, you know.”

“Thats sounds amazing. I’ve been on my own since this started. Somehow I’m still not any good at fighting these things.” She laughed, knowing her weaknesses.

“How the hell have you been living in this without fighting?” He asked, semi amused but mostly worried.

“I just go from house to house. I board everything up and live on the food and stuff there until it runs out, then I venture off to a new home.” She wasn’t proud of the way she’d been living, and honestly she had very little contact with anyone since the beginning. It was amazing to her not only seeing someone, but seeing someone she knew.

“Come on, come to The Sanctuary with me. We got food and hot water, even beer.” The offer was enough without the luxuries he’d mentioned. She realized she still had feelings for him, and she wondered if he still felt the way he said he did in the letter. There was only one way for her to find out.

“I’d love to, thank you.”

[undesired-attention]

okay, i have a little bit before i want to go to bed so ig ill write about whats been going on

my dad found out i smoke weed, but he hasn’t tried talking to me about it or brought it up to me. he told my mom he knew because i ordered this pretty pipe to smoke from that is a crystal, but i had it accidentally shipped to my house and my dad found it in the mail. it was shipped from china so it had what it was on the package, but he still left it with my ipsy bag to get when i woke up the next day so idk. he’s found out i was doing stuff like that before, maybe not pot but cigarettes and would scream at me and stuff but he didn’t with this, and since he hasn’t yet i know he won’t at all (unless relevant in his eyes in a future fight, always possible). he basically told my mom to tell me not to get caught with it in my car, which i wont. 

these next two things are both things that happened yesterday so these are what sparked the slight urge/interest in wanting to type it all out,

so first i came back from lunch yesterday and my roommate was standing in our kitchen and said “you just missed the craziest shit” and i was like lol, okay what. she broke up with her boyfriend over the weekend and had sex with another boy (what a life, right? whatever tho) and he was in our room with her yesterday just hanging out because they are really good friends and are going on a group trip somewhere and were looking at plane tickets. so she heard the front door open and close then heard nothing, so she got up and opened her bedroom door and her ex was right there screaming at her to open her door and talk to him and she was holding the door closed screaming at him to leave and the boy in the room was helping, but apparently he had ACL surgery recently and couldn’t really help, so her ex eventually got in. he shoved my roommate into the closet, knocking her curtain down (we don’t have closet doors in our dorms here) on her face, then started screaming at the boy “you fucked my girlfriend” because he had hickeys on his neck from the previous night with her, and he just made up a lie that he had a gf and whatever. so they got into a fist fight, it moved out into our kitchen, then out into the dorm hall and my roommate was screaming and calling the police and the RA down the hall. 

so at this point her ex runs out of the building with my RA chasing him telling him to stop, 5 cops show up, and it was 12:30 and she had class at 1 so they only talked to her for a few seconds and then she had to leave for class then go to the police station after. (this is when i came back, there was no cops and she was literally walking out the door) well her ex was texting her saying “im on campus, im not telling you where i am, and im not leaving until you talk to me” so she had a bunch of bigger boys walk her to class, and basically her friends ended up seeing him just off campus at a wawa and chased him here into the police station (where she was at this point, after class) and she didn’t press charges and neither did the boy he fought, but the police banned him from campus. 

--okay next story 

also yesterday, i went to my clinical. i really wasn’t in the mood, i was tired. our prof. showed up 40 minutes late and said the boy in our group who was assigned to go to the children’s ER (special experience for our peds rotation) called in sick so one of us needed to go in his place, so i went because we don’t have to fill out any paperwork due the following week so that just made my life slightly easier at this point in time. so i got down there and talked to the charge nurse and she said they were getting an emergency trauma in ~5 minutes so just to hang around and watch (usually we are assigned a nurse, nothing exciting usually happens, just respiratory infections usually or accidents like broken bones and burns) so they got this 17 yo girl unconscious from a suspected suicide attempt and i got to watch in the room as like 20 people total were talking and running around getting stuff for her. it really was exciting, i got to watch them insert an IO (im assuming thats how you use the abbreviation) which is an IV they drill into the bone in the leg when they can’t get peripheral IVs in (happens in IV drug users, this girl was very dark skinned though and it was hard to see veins) so they draw her blood, get her on a vent, insert foley, several epi drips, several narcan attempts (antidote for heroin) and nothing was reeeeally helping, so the lab work came back and she had a blood sugar of 1400, which is AMAZING because that’s INSANE i’ve NEVER EVER EVER heard of blood sugar over 600-700 range from when i work in the ICU as an aide and i take blood sugars there, but this was basically BEYOND critically high. i didn’t even believe the nurses when they told the doctor in front of me, i thought they had to have been talking about a different value. her creatine was also SEVEN, for an ADULT female it should be under basically 1, she isn’t even an adult yet and it was 7x that.

basically, her Dx was diabetes, DKA to be specific. she didn’t have a known diagnosis of diabetes, so this wasn’t expected at all. the nurse told me this girl must have been sick for months and nobody really noticed. so because her creatine was 7 and BS 1400, her kidneys were basically destroyed. she will be on dialysis for the rest of her life because of this. another doctor came in to insert a dialysis catheter so they could start her STAT because that was the only way to lower her levels at that point and i was just like a lil mouse squeak “can i watch?” and he was like “yes please! that would be great, as a nurse you’ll assist in these and it will be really educational.” so i was like iight then, i had to basically scrub in and then he talked me through (along with a med student) how it all worked, it was really cool actually and there was a LOT of blood, which doesn’t bother me but i’ve just never in person experienced that before. it was pretty neat, the whole experience was not expected. at one point a nurse asked me”do you have any questions?” and i was like “oh god, not that i can think of,, i wasn’t even supposed to be here today!” so i got really lucky. i won’t be able to follow up with her, but hopefully she is okay and can recover. 

the last thing i wanted to mention that was shocking:

i was sitting at my window last thursday and it was a really really nice day so my window was left open (i open it to smoke cigarettes out of it, not allowed but i’m just a rebel whatever) and i heard a girl sobbing and screaming into her phone below my window and i looked down and there is a little table hidden in an area where you can’t really see it, the main lounge in my building protrudes from the rest and there is all picnic tables around it and it’s just a little corner where people go to smoke weed and stuff, so i just took a picture of her and sent it to my friends saying there was a girl screaming at her boyfriend on the phone crying below me. so about 5 minutes later i look back down because she’s still crying and she’s just clearly (from my angle, directly above her) cutting herself. she kept looking around to see if anyone could see, but she never looked up. i was SO SHOCKED at this point that i texted one of my friends who has gone through a lot of the same things as me (past history of self harm, to a pretty “bad” extent) and asked if she was in her room (my building) and she wasn’t, she was still in class so i told her what was going on and so she told me when she was leaving and a minute or so after she started walking back the girl got up and left. i just didn’t know what to do, i just know i’m the type of person that when i’m upset or even when i used to hurt myself and if i ever did again, i don’t like talking about it. if someone tried i’d just shut them down or walk away. but i didn’t know this girl at all, so i didn’t know if she was going to flip out, run, try to hurt herself/me so i didn’t go down. it all happened so fast so i didn’t call anyone else, and she hasn’t been back since.

it was just surprising and like blood-chilling to look down and see a girl hurting herself because i’ve never WATCHED someone else do it, i used to do it really bad, i have scars from my wrist to my armpit on my right arm (left handed aye), some on my left upper forearm, my thighs and stomach so i can really relate to self harm, but i just have a hard time relating to people because my friends in high school were just complete opposites of me, they were/are just such happy people overall and none of my close friends ever were depressed or self harmed so i just never really had anyone to relate. so i didn’t know what to do. 

okay, so that’s all of it. i feel really bad it’s so long, but it’s been about a weeks worth of stuff built up. 

[gay-salt-amber]

How Fallen Leaves, Breeze Pelt and Jay Feather got together (Human AU)

Some of these may seem like little snippets from their lives but I hope that's alight -w-’ 

Warning: Incest *kind of since in this au Breeze is adopted* Boy x Boy, my AU, Jay Feather likes wearing dresses cause they’re non binary and they don't give a fuck, Swearing, make-out sessions and hickeys

Also the pov’s will change from time to time!

Jay Feather pov-

Ever since a few moons ago, me and Breezepelt have been talking more and getting along a lot better. Sure its taken a while to get here but, we’re comfortable around one another now and now he doesn't hiss every time he sees me. Right now, I am heading to the Wind clan border to chat with him for a little while, now why am I doing that? Well, he’s a nice relief to see whenever I’m on break and since him and I have similar personalities, he’s a good person to talk to when I need to vent.

Once I reached the border I scented him near, I walked closer to the scent and waited, then I scented him near by, “Hey Jay!” He greeted, using my nickname to address me.

“Hey Breeze.” I greeted back, making a waving motion with my hand.

“Wanna go on a walk for a while?” He asked as he stepped over the border, ‘The questions for that are gonna be fun..’ I thought as I scented him over the border.

“Sure as long as you doing do anything stupid.” As I spoke I heard him chuckle,

“You know me, of course I wont.” I smirked as we started walking,

“Sure you wont.” 

As we kept walking we just chatted for a while I scented a patrol coming near us, It was a Thunder clan patrol but I could tell who was on it right away. I could tell Breezepelt scented them too.

“Are we gonna hide or are with gonna be dumbasses and stay out in the open?!” I snapped, after I spoke I could tell Breezepelt was likely looking around for somewhere to hide before the patrol got closer,

“There's some tunnels over there, lets hide in there till the patrol leaves.” 

“Fine.”

But I know one cat would catch us, just not the same type.. 

When we entered the tunnels, I felt at ease again and not worried about the patrol. It was nice being back here, in a way. I then tried to scent out Fallen Leaves but he wasn’t around this part of the tunnels, ‘Maybe he’s near one of the holes and looking out?’ I thought. While I was discussing with Breezepelt if the patrol was gone, I heard my name being called,

“Jay Feather?” It took me a moment but I soon recognized the voice of Fallen Leaves and stood to walk over to him.

“Its been a while hasn't it?” I greeted as I walked closer to him.

He let out a chuckle, “I suppose so.” 

While we were talking I completely forgot about Breeze Pelt who was sitting just a few inches away, I didn’t mean to, shit just happens.

“Uh, Jay who is he?” Breeze Pelt asked from behind me,

I turned around, “This is Fallen Leaves, he’s a good friend of mine.” But I could tell that answer only left him more confused,

“How do you two know each other?”  I could tell Fallen Leaves would be ok with me explaining it, and I don’t think Breeze Pelt would fail to keep a secret.

Fallen Leaves chuckled, “Do you want me to explain or do I have to?” 

“I can, thanks for the offer though, I guess.” 

I then started my explanation in the most dumbed down way I could think of, “I am reincarnated from a cat named Jays Wing, back when this dipshit was alive,” I motioned to Fallen Leaves before continuing, “We knew each other, now that I am reincarnated and he’s stuck down here, we got close.”

“Honestly not the most bad-shit-crazy thing that you have going on.” Breezepelt said, 

“I mean you’re not wrong.” 

Once I sat down with Fallen Leaves next to me, Fallen Leaves spoke, “Oh, I never got your name.” 

“My name is Breezepelt.” 

“Oh! Now I know who you are, great to meet you.” Fallen Leaves then scooted over and shook Breeze Pelts hand,

“Also Breezy, don’t tell anyone about the reincarnation thing, and or about Fallen Leaves cause I don't wanna have that talk today.” 

I could sense Breeze Pelts smile, “I wouldn’t tell anyone, don’t worry about it!” 

We started talking more, Breezepelt talking about Wind Clan, me bitching about the dumbasses in my clan and Fallen Leaves trying to keep me sane. It was nice with the both of them here, they were the only two cats that I felt comfortable around. Then the conversation transitioned to me,

“Hey Jay, what kind of clothes do you like?” Breezepelt asked,

“Uh, anything I guess..”

“Don't you like dresses a lot? I’ve seen you down here when you come to visit me, and you wore a dress a few times.” Fallen leaves point made me embarrassed, 

I felt the blush growing on my cheeks, “Yeah, I guess. What of it?!” 

“We ain’t gonna judge you on what you like to wear, don’t worry about it.”

After that we went back to normal conversation, such as how much Millie annoyed me and Breeze Pelt even talked a bit about his Dark Forest training and how oblivious Tiger Star was to Dark Stripes crush on him. And we just had a good time.

Breeze Pelt then stopped talking, “It seems to be night time already.” 

When he mentioned that I finally noticed the cold night air biting at my skin, “I guess it is.”

Me and Breeze Pelt both stood, “It was nice meeting you, Fallen Leaves.”

We started walking out of the tunnels when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, “Can you guys come and visit more often? It just gets lonely down here..” Fallen Leaves murmured the last part,

“Sure we can. I normally don’t have much work on Fridays so I can drop by then.” 

“Same here, we’ll visit you every Friday if that's ok with you.”

“That is perfectly fine!” 

After saying our goodbyes, me and Breeze Pelt walked back to the Wind Clan border, 

I let out a rare chuckle, “That was probably one of the best nights I’ve had in a while.” 

“I can tell, and hopefully you’ll have nights like it soon enough.” 

When I thought he left, I started to walk back, I heard him speak again, “Wait..” I spun around and he planted a quick kiss on my cheek. 

“You can go now.” He then walked away leaving me a blushing mess.

“See you later, I guess..” I muttered under my breath. I then started to walk back home. When I reached the door, I opened it and walked into the kitchen for some dinner that Leaf Pool seemed to have made.

“Oh Jay Feather you’re back late. Did something happen?” Bright Hearts voice rang out after I sat at the table to eat, 

“Not really, I just didn't know how late it was.” 

“Oh alright, good to see you’re back in on piece!’ Then the scent of my former mentor drifted as she left go to her room.

I let out a sigh and continued to quickly eat the food that sat infront of me. It was only then that I really noticed how tired I had become. Once I finished my food I went to my room and screamed into my pillow, my cheeks burning. ‘Why did he kiss me?! What was that dumbass thinking?!’

“Why did I like it..” I whispered

Fallen Leaves pov-

It has been a few weeks since Jay Feather and Breeze Pelt came to visit me the first time. I do enjoy our visits and their stories are funny and I enjoy hearing them. But something seems off with Jay Feather.. He blushes a lot more often, he stammers a little bit too. I shrugged it off since I may just be over reacting, but I cant help but let that question run around in my mind.

I sat at the cave entrance, watching the sun rise while I stretched and tried to wake up a little bit. Jay and Breeze Pelt don’t normally visit on days like this so, I just sat and daydreamed, like I did often. Before I knew it, I was asleep.

Jay Feather pov-

When I awoke I just sat, thinking about that kiss again. I have been thinking about it for WEEKS! ‘Do I love him..?’ I asked myself, ‘But I love Fallen Leaves too! What the hell..’ I'm surprised they haven't caught on, I have been blushing like crazy around them.

I a bag and headed out of my room, down the stairs and to the kitchen to make breakfast. Despite the fact that I am blind, I can cook pretty well.

“Morning Jay Feather.” Leaf Pool greeted

“Morin’.” I greeted back and went silent as I continued to make some waffles.

Once I was done, I ate quickly and walked out the door. I had to talk with Fallen Leaves. When I got to the tunnels, I took a breath before I stepped in. When I got inside I could hear Fallen Leaves’ soft snoring, ‘He must be asleep.’ I smiled with love and walked closer to him. 

When I touched his skin it was pretty cold. Due to how cold the tunnels get, its to be expected. My bag was big so I had a blanket in it for emergencies or if I just needed it. So I pulled it out and put it around Fallen Leaves’ sleeping body. I didn't want to disturb him so I got out my phone, put in my earbuds and listened to a audiobook while I waited for the ghost tom to awake.

Fallen Leaves pov-

When I awoke I felt warm. Which I knew didn’t come from me since I’m dead and don't have body heat. I looked down and saw a blanket wrapped around me. ‘I don’t own a blanket..’ While I was trying to figure out where it came from I looked to my left and Jay Feather was sitting there peacefully, with earbuds in and relaxed.

“Jay? What are you doing here?” He didn't here me at first then they must have noticed I was awake and spoke,

“Oh, what were you saying?”

“I wanted to know what you were doing here.”

“Oh right...” He paused, moving his hear infront of his face, but the color of his ears could show that he was blushing.

“I wanted to talk to you about something.” Their voice was quiet and nervous which concerned me.

“Ask away, I’m all ears.”

“Uh well... I'm kind of conflicted..

“About..?”

“I love you and Breezepelt!” They blurted out, their words shocked me, but at the same time, I felt relief.

“Call Breeze Pelt so we can talk about this together, okay?” I said softly. 

“Alright.” Jay Feather then got his phone out and called Breezepelt and told him to come down to the tunnels.

Breezepelt pov-

After the call ended I walked down into the tunnels and saw Jay Feather and Fallen Leaves quietly talking, quiet enough to the point where I couldn't hear it.

“What's going on here?” I asked as I started to walk closer to them

“Oh! Come sit, please.” 

“Alright?” I was confused since this was quite unusual.

“What did you wanna talk about?”

Jay feather then started to speak, “I uh..”

‘I love both of you..” Those words made me blush furiously, Jay Feather their head in their hair which led to Fallen Leaves letting out one of his adorable laughs,

“I love you both too.” He said looking at both of us,

“Yeah, I love you both too.” 

Jay Feather lifted their head and the blue, blind pools they called eyes were bright, “Really..?” 

“Mhm.” Me and Fallen Leaves both hummed out in unison.

Fallen Leaves then jumped off from the little ledge that he was relaxing on and walked over to Jay Feather, with me scooting over to be by the both of them. 

“Thank you, I love you.” They said to the both of us.

“We love you too.” We both said.

While we were flirting talking to each other, Jay Feathers phone buzzed, “Fuck my life..”

“What's up? Did that Fern Cloud have more kits or something?” Fallen Leaves joked,

“Surprisingly not. I Just have an all night shift. So, I should get going, sorry I couldn’t stay longer.” Jay Feather then stood up, I turned to Fallen Leaves, we must have been thinking the same thing, he nodded and we stood up with our new mate. 

“I’ll see you later then.” Fallen Leaves said giving them a kiss on the lips, with me next to the ghost tom kissing Jay Feather’s cheek. We stepped back and Jay Feather’s face was as red as a Death berry.

“Y-yeah..” They then gave both of us a kiss on the lips and walked away. 

Jay Feather pov-

When I walked into the Medicine cat room, Leaf Pool instantly noticed me, 

“What happened to you? You’re as red as a Death berry.”

“Nothing, nothing at all..” 

“Alright if you say so.” 

-About half an hour later-

Work was going at a decent pace so Lion Blaze and Briar Light popped in with coffee to keep me awake. Then Briar Light whispered in my ear, so nobody else could hear, “Me and Lion Blaze know about your relationship and we fully support you.” I was about to respond but she wheeled away in her wheelchair. I blushed from embarrassment and took a sip out of the coffee... It was burned.

“LIONBLAZE WHAT IN THE FUCKING HELL?!”

I calmed down and went back to work sorting herbs and just keeping Leaf Pool company, then I got a call, “I need to take this I’ll be back.”

I answered and heard Breeze Pelt’s voice on the other line.

“My mom knows.” 

“Knows what?” “About the relationship.”

“I mean, is she supportive?” I asked

“Yeah, does anyone know in Thunder Clan?”

“Just Briar Light and Lion Blaze, they’re supportive though so I don't mind.” 

“Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow, yes?”

“Sure, I’m free tomorrow.”

“Alright I love you.”

“I love you too, see you soon.” I then blew a kiss and ended the call. 

I then turned around to scent Briar Light near by, “Damn~” 

I hissed  “Shut the fuck up.”

“You really are whipped for him and you’ve only been together a few hours.” She teased

“Not like you and Dove Wing are any better.”

“That's a low blow.” she murmured.

I smirked, pulled my long hair back into a ponytail and walked back into the medicine cat den.

-A few hours later/the next day-

It was finally the end of my shift and all I wanted to do was go into the tunnels and collapse onto Fallen Leaves and Breeze Pelt. 

“Oh Jay Feather are you going out? I thought you would want to go to your room immediately?” Leaf Pools question sent a shiver of anxiety up my spine,

“I'm just going out on a walk to relax, I’ll be fine.”

I grabbed my bag and walked out the door and carried my tired body to the tunnels and when I scented Fallen Leaves it was like a weight off my chest.

“You look tired, did work wear you out?” 

“Mhm..” I murmured as I sat down next to him,

I could feel him smiling as he wrapped an arm around me, pulling me closer.

“Here, get some sleep you need it.” 

“Thanks.” I said before I drifted into sleep on Fallen Leaves’ shoulder

Fallen Leaves pov-

When they was asleep I moved them to lay on my chest so that they were more comfortable while we waited for Breeze Pelt. They started to shiver a bit so I grabbed the blanket that they left here and wrapped it around both of us.

I sat there with a smile gleaming ear from ear as I ran my hand through the sleeping cats long blue hair, they were beautiful.

“Hey.” I heard a soft voice greet, I turned to see Breeze Pelt. His black hair was dirty, more then likely from a patrol. I smiled and called him over.

Breeze Pelt quietly sat down next to me, "They asleep?” 

I nodded, “Yeah, out like a light.”

Breeze Pelt gave a loving smile and gave me a kiss on the cheek, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” I let out a quiet purr as I held his hand and laid my head on his shoulder.

Breeze Pelt then reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a book and started to read. I read bits and pieces, but I generally wasn’t not interested. I just kept my eyes on the sleeping medicine cat in my lap.

-About 2 weeks later Jay Feather pov-

I was sitting in the kitchen when I saw Dust Pelt walk in, then I had an idea. You see, Fallen Leaves always talked about how he wished he had a home of his own and I know Dust Pelt can build anything, so I wanted to know if Dust Pelt could build him a house but in the tunnels. Obviously it would need to be VERY flood proof but I know Dust Pelt could pull it off.

“Dust Pelt! Get over here, I need to talk about something!” 

He walked over, pulled out a chair and sat down,

“Yeah? What's up?”

“So you know where the tunnels are, correct?”

“Yes, I believe so, what of them?” 

“I have a friend who lives down there, and they we’re talking about wanting a house.”

‘“And you want me to build them a house in the tunnels, correct?” 

“Yeah, how much do you wanna get paid?” 

“I’ll do it for free, all you  got to do is get all the furniture and all that and then we got ourselves a house.”

 “Alright, thank you, also don’t tell anyone about this, I don’t wanna have that talk with anyone.”

“You’re secret is safe with me, Jay Feather.” 

“You may wanna distract your friend for a while if this is going to be a surprise.” 

“Yeah, I was planning on it.”

“How many days do you think it’ll take?” 

“About four weeks, maybe.” I nodded at that answer,

“Alright, thank you.”

When I was done talking and discussing the tunnels with Dust Pelt I walked up to my room and called Fallen Leaves, “Hey Jay, what do you need?” 

“Well, I was curious, you know how you talk about wanting a house?”

“Yeah, I do, what of it?”

“What would you want in a house?”

“Well uh.. Just basic stuff, a nice kitchen, a decently sized living room and just a bedroom that can hold all three of us, I guess.”

“Alright thanks, love you.” I said then I ended the call.

4 weeks later, Breeze Pelt pov-

When I woke up I saw a text from Jay Feather from about 2 minutes ago saying, ‘Get down to the border, bring your car with you too.’ I found the text kind of weird but, I did as they asked. I got dressed, grabbed a piece of toast for breakfast and drove to the border where I saw Jay Feather. 

I rolled down the window, “Hey get on in.”

Jay Feather nodded and hopped into the passenger seat, “So where are we going this early in the morning, babe?”

“So you know how I told you once that I had Dust Pelt work on a house for Fallen Leaves?” I nodded,

“Well I wanted to go get furniture for it, since it is fully built.”

I smiled, “Sure, we can do that, bu-” Before I could say anything I saw Jay Feather whip out a cup,

“Here's your Dirty Chi coffee.” 

“You know me too well, Jay.”

A few minutes later a timer went off, I read the name of it before Jay Feather turned it off it said, ‘Moon Pool meeting.’ 

“Why’d you wanna get furniture on a day you medicine cats had to go to the moon pool?” 

“Because missing one isn't the end of the fucking world, also Yellow Fang would just yell at me anyway,” They paused before adding on, “And we also skip gatherings all the time to hang out together so, its not much different.”

“If you say so.” I chuckled before going back to singing along with the radio, which made Jay Feather smile.

Jay Feather let out a chuckle and started singing along with me, I thought I was going to die at that wheel honestly, their voice was so sweet when it came to singing. “You’re voice is beautiful.”

Jay Feathers face lit up like a cherry blossom, “N-no its not, you dumbass.” 

I smiled and quickly planted a kiss on his lips before turning back and focusing on the road.

-When they got there-

“Time to figure out what Fallen Leaves likes.” I sigh

“Well, here I have a list of stuff he likes when it comes to furniture.” Jay Feather then whipped out his phone and opened the list

Jay Feather showed me the list it went as follows:

Darkish colored things are ok, but preferred pastel, light colored stuff

Anything soft he will love

He wants a good size kitchen for the pure reason of me having a good place for cooking whenever I visit

Wants a good size couch for cuddling and a fuzzy carpet

A shower/tub hybrid

A comfy bed, a king or queen because he wants cuddles

A few bookshelves for Breeze Pelt

A desk so that Breeze Pelt + me and get work done if we want to go there and do our work there

Get some stuff that me and Breeze Pelt like so it feels even more homey

“Now we know what we need, that's good.”

Jay Feather nodded in agreement “Yeah.” 

It didn’t take long to get much of the stuff he wanted, it actually took a shorter amount of time then I thought. Once we got the last thing we needed (A TV) We paid we used my dads credit card, because fuck him. We got the stuff into the car and headed to the tunnels asap. 

-When they got to the tunnels- 

We got there when Fallen Leave’s was still asleep so we started moving stuff into the house as silently as possible. It took a minute but, we still got everything inside and hooked up and ready for him to see. When we went into the bedroom, I spotted a box near the door,

“Hey did Dust Pelt tell you he was leaving something here?” 

“Nope, why?” 

“His name is on this box.” I pointed out and opened it, it was full of little nick knacks, like photo frames, salt and pepper shakers, movies that Fallen Leaves said he liked, and more importantly, there was a a few more boxes next it, I opened them and they were 3 laptops, one for each of us I guess and a printer in the other one. On top of the one with the printer was a note that said, ‘Don't try and pay me back I wanted to do something nice for you guys- Dust Pelt’ 

We set them up in each one of our rooms and set the printer on a table out in the hall that connected our rooms (with a walk in closet too but that doesn't matter.) 

Jay Feather was on the other side of the room, putting flowers in vases and doing smaller stuff like that. “Didn't you say you had a plushie ordered for Fallen Leaves?” 

“Yeah its on the bed.” I looked over and it was a cute little bear holding a heart with a feather and wind symbols on it.

“You made a good choice.” I said.

Fallen Leaves pov-

When I awoke from my nap I was being shaken awake, “Wha? Is something going on? Why are you shaking me?” I rubbed my eyes and saw Breeze Pelt and Jay Feather infront of me, 

“Its nothing bad, just take my hand and close your eyes.”

I do admit I was curious what these two had to show me, I grabbed Breeze Pelts hand and closed my eyes, Jay Feathers fingers interlocking his hand with mine with my eyes closed which I thought was kind of cute.

After walking for a few moments, I was tapped on the shoulder, “Open your eyes, Fallen Leaves.” I did what Jay Feather said and opened my eyes to see.. A HOUSE?! Was that a house?!

“Oh my gosh.. How did you manage this?”

“Jay Feather set it all up, I just helped with the inside.” Breeze Pelt chuckled.

“Come on, lets go inside.” When we went inside I noticed that there were stairs, so I went down them, which led into the main house, I looked around, at the kitchen, at the living room, at everything. On the next floor was the bedrooms, which looked absolutely amazing! Every part of this place was incredible. From the beds to the photos of us on the wall, everything was just how I would want it.

I felt tears well up in my eyes, “Hey Fallen Leaves, you ok?” Jay Feather asked before I hugged them and Breeze Pelt.

“Thank you! Thank you so much!” 

“You’re welcome.” They said in unison as they both kissed me.

-A day later, Jay Feather pov-

After the house was built we agreed to stay the night. Breeze Pelt had to leave earlier then I did because of warrior duties and all that shit. So I stayed and me and Fallen Leaves at breakfast together. Once we were done I took our plates out to the kitchen and started washing them. I thought I heard Fallen Leaves enter but his scent was nowhere to be found so I let it go. 

I then felt some ones hands around my waist and lips on my neck, I was about ready to say something then Fallen Leaves started to bite and suck on my neck, which made the words I wanted to say before come out as a gasp. I quickly whipped around and kissed the ghost tom, quickly kissing him roughly and basically had my legs wrapped around his waist. Neither of us wanted to let go for air, “Wanna continue this in the living room?” I panted, all I needed was a ‘mm’ and off to the living room we were.

We didn't waste any time getting onto that couch and full on making out instantly, neither of us seemed to stop our tongues from exploring each others mouths'. We were desperate to touch each other, even when our claws found themselves sinking into the others backs, the pain of the claws only turned me on even more and we kept going,

“Aw, started without me I see?” It was Breeze Pelts voice, deep and rough as usual.

Fallen Leaves broke the kiss and motioned him over to the couch,

He sat behind me and left even more hickeys and bite marks all over my neck and claw marks all over my back. And I was making out with Fallen Leaves in the process. I don't mind being in the middle, even though they know I can top the both of them, I like being in the middle too though. 

After about 15 minutes of the same thing Breeze Pelt muttered, “Wanna switch with me?” I nodded and switched with him quickly. I grinned as I left hickeys and bite marks all over his neck and a bit on his shoulders. I started to claw under his shirt causing him to moan and his breathing to hitch. Then Fallen Leaves crawled to move onto Breeze Pelt’s lap he broke the kiss between him and Breeze Pelt, ‘Seems me and him have the same idea..’

I started kissing Fallen Leaves like before, but to add onto the fun Breeze Pelt started running his hands down Fallen Leaves’ chest, starting to leave claw marks which caused Fallen Leaves to moan and gasp which just gave me more room in his mouth to explore. Once Breeze Pelt started leaving hickeys and biting on Fallen Leaves’ stomach, oh did he moan loud and it was like music to our ears.

--Not writing a smut cause I cant write 3 ways just yet, but just imagine they fucked :>---

 a week later-

Thunder Clan has come quite close to finding out, I’ve been coming back with hickeys a few times and a limp once or twice. But I didn’t really care. I even started sneaking out every night, sleeping at Fallen Leaves’ house and coming back to perform my medicine cat duties. The only times my room was used is if I really couldn’t make it and just needed to crash, which wasn’t often. I was about ready to do the same thing tonight when,

“Jay Feather? What are you doing up so late?” Leaf Pools voice rang out from the kitchen door

“Going out.”

“You go out every night, just tell me why. I wont tell a soul.”

“So you know how you asked where I got all those fucking hickeys and shit?” 

“Yeah I do. that was a funny chat.” Leaf Pool laughed

“Those were from Fallen Leaves and Breeze Pelt.”

I hear Leaf Pool spit out something, more then likely water. Good thing it didn’t get on me. “I didn’t know you were in a relationship!” 

“Say it so the whole clan can hear you, why don't ya?!”  I hissed,

“Sorry, sorry! You’ve just never struck me as the romance type!” 

“The fuck does that mean?!” 

The older medicine cat skipped over my question and sighed, “You’re secret is safe with me, just, be careful ok? Don’t do something you’ll regret.”

“I’m not you mom, I wont run away and get pregnant.” 

I could tell she was hurt by my comment but did I care? No. 

On a patrol, Lion Blaze pov-

I was on the late night patrol with Thorn Claw, Berry Nose and Toad Step, Nothing special was happening, just re-marking the borders, and chatting like old friends do. Then I could pick up Jay Feathers scent near the tunnels which didn’t concern me. But it did concern the people on the patrol.

“I scent Jay Feather.” 

I played dumb, like I didn’t know (you don't know shit anyway so), “I cant pick up the scent.”

“Lion Blaze, I love you, but you’re a fucking idiot.” Toad Step murmured 

I let my head down in sadness, “I know.” 

“Lets go and check-” I cut Berry Nose off,

“No! I’m sure they’re fine!”

“If you’re so sure, then there's nothing wrong in making sure you’re right.” Thorn Claw pointed out.

I know Jay didn’t want the clan to know so I quickly said, “Fine I’ll go in with Thorn Claw, you guys wait out here”  The other two nodded and we walked down into the tunnels that me and Heather Paw used to run and play in, and now the tunnels where Jay Feather spends their time with their boyfriends.

When we reached the house the porch light was on and this was the first time I ever saw it up close, Dust Pelt did a good job. But I couldn’t stare at it for long, “The doors locked.” Thorn Claw groaned, “But Jay Feather could be hurt so,” He then pulled out a bobby pin from his pocket and started picking the lock till the door was open. And we were soon inside the house.

As we walked in I couldn’t help but be in awe on how nice it looked, it looked better then the whole Thunder Clan house! Every item there was probably cost more then my net worth to be honest. But sadly we’re not here to admire furniture, I’m here because Thorn Claw wants to check something that I’ve already confirmed. “Their scent leads in to that room.” 

Breeze Pelt pov-

The room was filled with light snores of Fallen Leaves and Jay Feather, as they slept under the orange and white covers. Even though the pillows were perfectly fine they used my body as a pillow instead. I was relishing in the peacefulness with my back against the bed rest, a pillow propping it up so my back won’t hurt after, and enjoying a nice book. With a small light illuminating the pages my eyes were glued to, I didn’t notice at first that there were noises out in the hall. But when I did I had a feeling I knew all to well what it was.

I wanted to investigate by my want to keep the two on my lap asleep, I decided to ignore it and go back to my book. Then I heard the door open, and in the doorway I saw a Lion Blaze who craved death and Thorn Claw who just looked confused as fuck.

“What in the..” Thorn Claw murmured

Lion Blaze started to rub his neck “I tried to stop them, Breeze Pelt, sorry.” 

Thorn Claws eyes widened, “You knew?!” 

“Yeah, that's why I said Jay Feather was fine.”

Jay Feather then started to wake up, “One of you better explain why you woke me up before I turn your spine into a PEZ dispenser.”

I laughed, “Thorn Claw must of thought you were in danger, so he rushed down here since Lion Blaze couldn’t stop him.” I explained

“Both of you two dumbasses need to get out of here before the only thing that will be seen of you is your head.”

“Ok  bye!” Then they ran out, with the door slamming.

“Heh, good job.”

“Shut the fuck up and lay back down.”

“Alright then.”

When they awoke later Jay Feather pov--

When I woke up, I saw that Breeze Pelt and Fallen Leaves were still asleep. I softly smiled and checked my phone, I had multiple texts and voice mails.. What the hell happened?! I sighed, got on some pants a shirt and a jean jacket. I walked to the kitchen while I did my hair to make them breakfast since I would probably have to leave after we eat. So, I ended up making fruit pancakes and coffee. My phone kept blowing up, telling me to head home,

“Jay Feather, are you heading out already?” Fallen Leaves asked as he and Breeze Pelt exited the bedroom

“Yeah, medicine cat duties are a pain.”

I could hear them both walking over to me, “Well, I’ll see you soon.” Breeze Pelt said, planting a kiss on my lips Fallen Leaves soon followed suit and did the same thing, “I love you.” I said to the two toms.

“We love you too.”

I opened the door and walked out and out of the tunnels, I brushed the soot off my pants and went back to Thunder Clan. When I entered through the back door of the medicine cat room, I could feel Leaf Pools gaze lock onto me,

“There you are!”

“Why was my phone spammed with messages?”

“Well I wanted to talk to you about something, come sit.”

I did as my mother said and walked over to her sat on a stool, “What’d you wanna talk about?”

“I am going to give you the week off if you promise to go to the next medicine cat meeting.” My eyes lit up at her words. Spending a whole week with those two?! That sounds like pure Star Clan.

But I tried to keep it cool by just saying, “Sure, sounds good.” I checked my phone and saw it was Monday. 

“Go get packing.” She chuckled.

‘This was gonna be a fun week.’

END (non story stuff under cut)

Hello! This is my first fanfic on here! It seems easier to navigate so I may start uploading more fanfics here. I will also probably make a part two if people want it. If you want headcanons just ask for them. Any hate for this post will not be tolerated and I will delete and or block anyone who tries to give me non constructive criticism.  ~🏳‍🌈 Amber