#i looked today and i was like uhm... where are my 2 extra days

[yukoii1]

❝ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 ! ❞ －𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒. 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑. 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅. 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐓𝐖𝐎 .

𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 ➯ {𝐋𝐚𝐩 𝟏}

꒰ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ! ꒱ cussing, choking, teasing, smoking, meantop!toji, top!gojo, top!sukuna, black!reader

𝐀𝐍. this took a little while but it’s okay! next chap gonna be spicy.

❝ 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 ! ❞ - 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨

－ 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑 𝟐:𝟑𝟎𝐩𝐦 (𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫)

gojo summary. - you and gojo start getting close after the incident in your bakery. but after getting too close to you he starts to feel guilty of the secret he’s keeping from you.

It’s been two weeks since the incident with Gojo and honestly everything has felt very..weird? I don’t know if i’m just paranoid or anything but anytime i would go out to take out the trash or even walk home after closing i feel as if someone is watching me. Every night it feels that way whenever i walk down the street, sometimes i even get scared that i have to stay at the bakery for a few extra minutes before leaving (¬_¬). But again i might just be paranoid or something.

2:30pm

Today was a very busy at the bakery with a bunch of college students and workers filling up every seat inside and out. It was a beautiful day out today, perfect for a sweet treat to complete their days, I was turned around after taking a costumers order placing it with the rest of the receipt for my workers, grabbing some extra receipt paper to put in the cashier. While you were busy with that a familiar face had came in with a wide grin on his face going up to the front counter, “S’cuse me miss.” He said watching as you struggled to open the packaging with a small grunt holding a finger up, “I’m so sorry sir, just give me one moment.” You grunted again using all your force to tear the packaging opening, with one final tug you got it open sighing in relief quick to turn around to take the mans order, “Sorry I ran out of paper, but what would you li- Gojo?.” Your eyes went wide spotting him standing in front of you and this time he wasn’t bleeding all over the floor. Gojo chuckled at your reaction leaning against the counter keeping eye contact with you, “Long time no see doll face.” He winked making your heart speed up fast.

He was here. Right in front you. Oh My Gosh.

You clenched the computer screen opening your mouth to speak but you choked up on your words not knowing what to say. It was like you were stuck in a daze..lost into his eyes, you almost forgot you were running a business till your worker saved the day. (Random Name) looked over to see you frozen you with a raise brow “Yo (Y/N)! You got a customer.” They yelled instantly knocking you out of your trance, “H-Huh? Oh! Uhm..what can i get you?.” You stuttered clearing your throat as he chuckled in response with a hum, cute as ever. “Surprise me darling.” He said before walking away somewhere, you watched as he walked off feeling your heart beat go back to normal. You blinked shaking your thoughts away before facing forward prepared for another customer to come in..not before feeling something under your hand. You raised a brow looking down at a folded piece of paper, taking it into your hand to unfold it.

𝖬𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄.

You clicked your tongue looking up to see if anyone was coming in but when you didn’t, you took off your apron throwing it onto the hook. “I’m gonna take my lunch!.” You yelled to everyone as they nodded saying ok’s going back to work. Before you went to the back you went to the display glass, sliding the door open to grab a few macaroons placing them in a nice cloth before tying it making your way to the back. You went through the kitchen and out back to where Gojo was waiting for you leaned up against the wall, when he heard the door open and close he turned to look your way spotting a tied cloth in your hand with a raised brow, “Is this my surprise?.” He questioned, turning your head his way feeling your heart increase nodding your head lowly, “Yeah..just picked up a few from the display. It’s not much but i hope you like them, they’re homemade too.” You said with a small smile handing the cloth to him which he gladly accepted, untying it to reveal four macaroons laying there, he smiled tying the cloth back up making sure it was secured holding it in his hand. “What kind of payment do you take?.” He said reaching for his wallet before you shot your hand to his wrist stopping him, “No! It’s okay really, you don’t have to pay for them.“ You looked down avoiding his stare, shaking his head. “I don’t ca-.“ “It’s okay Gojo, keep your money.” …The way you said his name did something to him, it sounded cute..yet hot?!. He sighed in defeat putting his wallet away putting a hand up in defeat, “Fine fine..” He chuckled raising his hand down, “By the way you can just call me Satoru.” Satoru.

Satoru, Satoru, Satoru. You liked the way it rolled off your tongue, “Satoru..” You mumbled to yourself picking your head up to finally look at him, “Were on first name basis now?.” You questioned, Gojo shrugged. “To the girl who saved my life, yes we are.” How could you guys already be on first names? You barley even know him! You thought once you helped him you would never see him again but boy you were wrong, “Why? Is that a problem?.” He questioned with a raised brow making you tense at the serious tone (Is what you thought), “N-No! It’s just- We barley know each other..and it’s weird calling you by your first name when i’m a stranger to you.” You said nervously fiddling with your fingers yet again avoiding his stare, Gojo chuckled at your shyness bringing his hand, picking up your chin to make you look at him, “If you feel more comfortable calling me “Gojo” go right ahead doll, i won’t force gpu.” You gulped that giant lump in your throat nodding your head into his hand hearing him chuckle releasing your chin stepping back from you.

“Now I gotta get goin to somewhere but i’ll catch you later, yeah?.” He raised a brow as you yet again nodded your head still stuck at the feeling of his hands on you. They were so soft..Gojo smiled at the lack of response turning around to walk out of the alley way, turning a corner soon disappearing. When he left you felt your heart slow down, falling against the wall with a big huff hands running down your face, mumbling into your hands

“Satoru..”

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After that day Gojo has been non stop visiting you. Everyday he would come in to steal you from your shift to have a conversation or even eat some of your pastries together. It was all smiles and laughs as the days and weeks went by, by the time of it it’s been over three and half weeks of him visiting you ever since the accident. He’s grown interested in you, there was something about you that just intoxicated him, your soft skin, your scent, your beauty..he loved teasing and being playful with you it almost made him feel bad for keeping the other side of him a secret but he couldn’t tell you. Not now.

Not ever.

If you find out what he is and what he does you’ll be stuck around the world of violence and danger. He’s got so many people on his head as his position he can’t bare getting you involved with that, you were too kind and sweet as a butterfly yo enter the world of street racing. So as the days went by the more closer and trust was starting to build soon making you comfortable enough to start calling him Satoru- you even got waaayyy comfortable to give him a nick name! Today marked the “annual” anniversary of the day Satoru walked into your bakery almost half dead- Says it’s now your guys anniversary date or whatever he said. You don’t really pay attention to his non sense acts, rolling your eyes every time he would say something dumb. Sometimes if you feel like it you’ll even join in on the shenanigans, as the day went by and Satoru stuck besides you the whole day your workers started to question if that mysterious man was your boyfriend or not. Some ship it and some are suspicious of him, you guys looked cute together.

10:30pm

The whole day went by and it was now closing leaving you, Satoru, and (Random name). (Random name) watched as you two laughed taking the left over pastries putting them into the donation boxes with a raised brow, when the saw you guys finish up they hummed looking back to what they were doing continuing to wipe down the tables putting chairs up. You and Gojo went to the back to grab your keys and bag, when you were packing up everything taking the stuff you needed with you. You didn’t notice Satoru was sneaking up behind you, “Satoru you really don’t have t-.” You we’re interrupted by your own gasp feeling flour get slapped on your cheek onto your face hearing laughs. You turned around to playfully glare at him continuing to wipe the flour off your face, “Satoru Gojo..I swe- Toru!.” Again you were interrupted by him throwing more flour at you laughing like a child, “Ha..we’re you saying something doll?.” He smirked seeing you huff wiping the powder off your face, “You’re wasting my flour!.” You whined spotting the new bag of flour opened that you JUST got yesterday, Toru smiled walking close to where you were spotting flour still on your face as you kept trying to get it off, he snickered grabbing a rag near by bringing it up to your face, “Here let me help.” He mumbled, dropping your hands as you felt the rag on your face wiping away the flour.

The closeness between me and Toru was making me nervous, we were so close that i could feel the small of his breaths hit my face as he continued to clean my cheek, i couldn’t help but stare at him as he did so. Up close he was so handsome and perfect, the concentration in his blue eyes that would light up every-time a light source would hit them. It’s like staring at the ocean getting lost into it. After a few more minutes of him trying to get the flour off my face he sighed setting the rag down, “Got most of it off..” He mumbled but stopped looking down spotting some bits of flour on the corner of my mouth, before i knew it he brought his hand up towards my face again, taking it into his palm using his thumb to wipe away the flour, feeling the sensation of the his finger rub against my lips.

They were so soft..my breath hitched feeling his eyes get lost into mines as I got lost into his. The feeling of his thumb rubbing against ky bottom lip had me thinking..are his lips as soft as his hands? My eyes flickered to his pinkish lips that just looked soft from the sight of it, the tension in the air was getting so thicc I could practically slice through it with a kitchen knife. I don’t know what happened but my body started moving closer as Satoru did the same, he leaned his head, I doing the same feeling each others breaths as my lips hovered over his. I let my eyes fall close..leaning in to- “Yo (Y/N)!.” (Random name) yelled making the moment between me and Satoru stop, when Satoru realized what was about to happen his eyes widened stepping back from you with a cleared throat, watching as your eyebrows furrowed watching a wave of sadness flash through your face.

That was close..too close.

You cleared your throat trying to keep your voice from shaking yelling back towards (Random name) “Yeah?.” (Random name) came towards the back instantly walking into a room with awkwardness, they raised a brow but shook it off. “I’m gonna head out for tonight. Be safe while going home.” They said before taking their leave, it was nothing but awkward silence in the back room as you stood their in embarrassment..did he not want to kiss me? Was it too early for that? Gosh (Y/N)! You’re such an idiot. You cursed to yourself from the moment that happened as Satoru just avoided eye contact with you, for a few minutes or so he cleared his throat, “Let’s get going before it gets late.” He said almost in a stern tone snapping your head up with a nod, “Yeah.”

Yeah..

❝ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐤 ! ❞ - 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

- 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟐𝟓𝐭𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑 𝟗:𝟑𝟎 𝐩𝐦 (𝐀 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫)

sukuna summary. - after the night of the race, he grown Interested Into you. after words going around of a new DK in the area, he stumbled upon you inviting you to one of his races, but you see one person you tried avoiding making you and sukuna grown closer.

It’s been a week since I left an impression In the parking garage and everywhere in the racing community knew about me. They say I could possibly be the DQ..Drifting Queen, It amazed me of how quick the news got out. As for now they were calling me Ghost girl since they didn’t know my name and cause i appear when i wanna be seen. Whenever i go out to buy more paint for my car i over hear some people talk about me, “Have you heard of that girl that tied with the DK?” “Yeah dude! Who knew the DK would have competition?” And so on so fourth, I would always snicker at the name “Drifting Queen.” I don’t mind being called it cause well not to be too cocky it fits me better than any one else.

9:30pm

I was walking to a near by auto parts store to pick up some more bolts, I had my hood up with my hands in my pockets strolling my way to the store. I was humming a small tone to myself before It got interrupted by my own gasp feeling my body getting tugged down an dark alley way getting pinned to a near wall. I was about to say something but grinned seeing who the person was, “Well look who it is? Couldn’t get enough of me after one night DK?.” I questioned tilting my head to the side watching a grin of his appear on his face clicking his tongue in response, “What can I say?.” He shrugged, “You peeked my interest that night.” So i peaked the Dk’s interest huh? No wonder. I chuckled shaking my head a bit, “How’d you know it was me?.” Sukuna nodded down towards the short black skirt with a smirk, “Your tattoo gave it away doll face.” I crossed my arms leaning against the wall, “So you paid attention to where my tattoo was? It could’ve been anyone’s for that matter.” I tested him, Sukuna seemed to like this little game i was playing with him by the hum that left his mouth.

“That tattoo was only done by Tadashi Hiro. He’s the one who originally designed it for his own gig. He only tattoos it to specific people that are connected to him and seeing you have it done tells me you’re one of the people he’s close with. Am right or correct?” Cocky bastard. I clicked my tongue nodding my head, “Touché.” Lost at my own game, what a bummer. I huffed once more nodding my head up, “Part from that, why do you have me pinned to a wall in a dark alley way at 9 o’clock at night? In my town this is considered stalking.” Once again he chuckled with a raised brow, “There’s a race tonight near the lake and i want you there.” He wants me there? “Why? So i can kick your ass again?” He scoffed with a snort, “You got lucky last time,.” You puckered your lips forming it into a pout staring at him, “Aww that just sounds like an excuse to me DK.” You said smiling in satisfaction seeing a frown, “If you wanted to race me again you could’ve just started off with that, but sure. I’ll come tonight, just be ready to lose..” You trailed leaning up against his ear whispering. “Again.” You smiled hearing a small growl leaving between his lips, glaring into your eyes, “I won’t lose.”

“No again, Not ever.”

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10:10pm

You raised a brow as you walked through the crowd of people finding your way to where Sukuna was, you kept your hands in your pocket moving a long the crowd, with loud music booming into your ears. Where the hell is he? You scoffed still trying to make your way towards the crowd but couldn’t, something had to be going on for the crowd to be like this you huffed. As you yet again try to make your way passed the crowd you were stopped by someone grabbing your hips tugging you towards the chest feeling a breath hit your ears, “Look what we have here.” The voice chuckled making you instantly turn around pushing him away with a scowl on your face, It was Satoru. “Gojo.” You growled as you spoke watching him form a grin on his face, “Miss me sweetheart?” You scoffed, “Ta! Like hell I did, honestly i thought you were somewhere else from here..maybe even dead.” You spat glaring at him as he again chuckled with a shrug, “Ouch, we all know you don’t want me dead baby doll.” He pouted, rolling your eyes in response. “Quit the games Gojo what the fuck do you want?.” You questioned with a raised brow standing far from him, Gojo raised his own brow. “No more calling me Satoru huh doll face?” Again you rolled your eyes for the fiftieth time tonight, “That name has been dead for months the moment you decided to cheat on me.” Gojo snorted, “You’re still on that? Come on (Y/N), the past is the past i’m a changed man.” Changed man my ass you scoffed, “Of course i’m still on that because you wasted three years down the fucking drain!.” You yelled starting to feel that anger boiling inside you making everyone turn there heads to the commotion.

You glared at Gojo as he stared back you not realizing a certain someone also heard the commotion from everyone’s attention going to one place, Sukuna raised his head up from counting his money with a raised brow. He stood up to see for himself spotting you and the one bastard hehe didn’t expect to see tonight. He clicked his tongue stepping away from his car making his way towards the circle that surrounded you both. When the crowd saw the DK coming they started splitting a path for him towards the circle with hands in his pockets, when he came in to view Gojo’s eyes were the first ones to look up at him glaring straight through his red ones as he glared back at his blue ones. His eyes trailed with Sukuna’s as he watched him walk behind you sliding his hands to your hips pulling you back towards him putting his head on your shoulder. He scoffed to himself watching a sly smirk appear on his face, when you felt arms wrap around you, you almost pushed him away but when you saw those familiar tattoos on his wrist you relaxed a little bit, “This guy bothering you?” He asked glaring straight into Gojo’s eyes, your breath hitched a little feeling how connected you guys were, feeling his warmth engulf your own. You cleared your throat, “Yeah.” You mumbled avoiding the blue eyes that stared hard at you, Sukuna nodded his head double squeezing your hips leaning towards your ear, “Go wait for me over there.” He whispered nodding towards an area where his car was parked with stacks of money placed on top of it, you flickered your eyes to stare into his red ones before nodding your head. He let you go, turning around to walk away towards his car.

He clicked his tongue watching you walk off turning his attention back to Gojo, “Satoru Gojo, you got some balls walking into a terf that isn’t yours.” He said staring at him with a blank stare as Gojo snickered in response, “Last time I checked this didn’t belong to you. I’m free to roam wherever.” He was right, the lake didn’t belong to him ever since his parents feuded back then with the Gojo’s for the land. At first it was the Ryomen’s but ever since his parents lost control and died, it remained open to anyone and that pissed him off. Being in the same spot as this white haired bastard made him want to kill him on the spot but he knew if he made a move now his people were gonna have his head on the wall. Sukuna scoffed taking a step forward as Gojo did the same. they both stood at the same height, 6’1 staring hard into each others eyes. The tension between the both was so thicc you couldn’t even slice through it if you tried, Gojo and Sukuna have been rivals since the day they were born, they hated each other, despised each other, if you can find any other word for hate that would be it.

Gojo chuckled lowly stuffing his hands into his pants pockets staring behind him to see you leaning against a black car staring at the two of them, he looked back towards Sukuna, “You know, you shouldn’t interfere with something that has nothing to do with you..King.” He spat with venom leaving his tone, Sukuna laughed in response. “Anything that happens at my races has everything to do with me, I suggest you leave if you don’t want anything to happen like last time.” Ah, last time. How could he possibly forget about that? Gojo felt anger raise inside him but hid it by a snort, “Ah..last time, If you wanna bring up last time why not run it back.” He challenged making Sukuna raise a brow, “You’re the DK right? Let’s show everyone a real show yeah?.” His eyes darkened at the challenge he set out, “Got a bet to put out?.” He said, Gojo glared at him then towards you, “Winner gets her.” He nodded, Sukuna turned his head to look at you with a small growl turning back towards him. “If you win I’ll back off, you won’t ever have to see my face again. But If I win, the lake and her belongs to me, If you ever show your face around here again you’ll be killed on the spot. So, we got a deal? DK.” Sukuna clicked his tongue thinking, if it weren’t for this feud he would’ve been killed him. He scowled at the bet but he never deny’s them, he took Gojo’s hand into his squeezing it hard glaring at him.

“Deal.”

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I had my arms crossed over my chest as i was deep into thoughts. How could he just pop up out of nowhere and act like nothing happened? Wasted three fucking years for some other girl because i couldn’t “provide” his needs. I scoffed clenching my hands onto the fabric that laid beneath them, what could have Sukuna possibly be saying to him? From afar i l could see Gojo’s face turn into a dark aura as Sukuna spoke to him. What was he saying? What was he doing? He couldn’t possibly be doing anything dumb could he?....But thinking back to him..ugh his warmth engulfing mine with his hands on my hips? I’m not going to lie to myself i missed the touch of his hands, those long..ha-..What am i talking about? You shook your head clearing your thoughts out, soon snapping up feeling his presence coming closer, you raised a brow looking at him who had a smirk on his face. What did he do. “What you do?” You asked as Sukuna walked past you grabbing the money off his hood putting them in his car in the safe place, “Bastard set a bet out and I took it.” What? “You what? What was the bet?.” You asked again stepping closer to him as he grunted placing the last bits of cash in the glove box, “Winner takes over the lake and gets you.” He said giving you a small glance going back to securing the money, you froze on spot. Me? You scoffed at the answer clenching your hands together, of course he would put out a bet like that. Fucking bastard. Who does the fuck he think he is? Sukuna felt the tension switch to a tense one as he could practically feel the anger radiating off you, he didn’t like the idea of putting you as a bet in one of these things but Gojo knew exactly what to do to rile him up and it worked.

“All you need to do for me is to keep your attention on me pretty face.” He said taking you out of your thoughts, “I’ll win. I always do, don’t I?.” He smirked leaning against his car door staring at you, you tsked placing a hand on your hip rolling your eyes. “You better.” You said in a serious tone hearing him snicker, “What about this, let’s make a deal of our own yeah?.” Your ears perked up at the sound of that looking at him with a raised brow, “Like what?” He grinned, “If i win, which i am you gotta give me a reward.” Reward. You hummed, “What kind of reward?.” He licked the bottom of his lip staring at your exposed thighs then back up at you, “Whatever comes to your mind doll face.” He shrugged, you bit your bottom leg switching side feeling your body go hot being under his stare. You hummed, “What’s in it for me?” Sukuna got up from his car to walk towards you, grabbing the hem of your skirt, pulling you closer to his body leaning down to whisper in your ear, “If you be a good girl for me I might consider fucking you.” You looked up at him with a lustful gaze as he looked back, Keep your word Ryomen.” He grinned.

“I always do.”

❝ 𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 ! ❞ - 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢

- 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟐𝟖𝐭𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑 𝟏𝟏:𝟑𝟎𝐩𝐦 (𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫)

toji summary. - the night after you got forced to work for toji you made it your mission to tick him off as much as possible but after pushing one wrong button you were in for a surprise.

it’s been three days since the incident with him, three days since i’ve been stuck with this deal and now here i am. At the first race he put me in, I glared around my surroundings with a scoff leaving my mouth. Everyone and they mama were here, loud music booming through my ears, the smell of weed entering my nose i could practically puke. I was standing next to him as he talked to a guy with a scar on his face laughing and what not as I just stood there with arms crossed, when the fuck is this race? I wanna get this over with.

11:30pm

For a couple of more minutes you saw a guy standing ontop of a car with a big grin on his face before yelling, “Let’s start it up!” With cheers and whistles following behind him, from the corner of your eye you saw Toji turn his attention towards you with a grin of his own ”Hear that? You’re up.” He said rolling your eyes in response turning to look at him with a hard glare, “I have ears you jackass.” You said before walking past him bumping shoulders with him towards the car you’re gonna be racing in, Toji click his tongue unbothered by your pissy mood, “Be mad all you want doll. Make sure to win my money.” You flipped him off without turning around hearing his deep chuckle over the loud music. Even when there’s loud ass music his voice still appears clearly.

When you got the black car you couldn’t help but grin in satisfaction, “No shit..” You mumbled examining the car with heart eyes, there’s no way he got his hands on one of these- But am i really surprised? He’s a top 5 gang leader of course he’s gonna have one of these! You snorted at your own thoughts shaking them away, unlocking the car door before getting in starting the engine. You checked your mirrors and your surroundings spotting his men spread out everywhere, he’s really keeping an eye on me? You scoffed clenching the steering wheel feeling your hand tense hard. How the hell did i get stuck cleaning up my parents mess? If i even made a run for it his men knows my face and the car plate, It was no use to try to do it. If he found me at my apartment without a trace he can do it again, you sighed placing your head on the steering wheel.

Don’t let him win.

You breathed out a heavy breath, sitting back up in the seat before starting the engine, hearing it roar in the back. “Let’s get this fucking over with.”

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You pulled up to the starting line, lining up with three other cars that revved there engines seeing the starter girl take her place with a flag in her hand. Your opponents kept glancing at you, taking notice you were a new face around here laughing, you paid no mind to them not giving a damn of what they think, from the corner of your eye you seen Toji leaning against a car with three other men there with him as he stared hard at you. Almost like a warning stare. You glanced over to him seeing him give you a look that says “Win my money.” You grunted looking back to the front seeing it’s about to start. The starter girl grinned at all cars hearing them revving as she held up the flag, she twirled it in circles before pulling it down fast seeing the cars take off. You pressed hard on the gas pedal feeling the car jerk forward speeding down the straight road, from the corner of your eye you can see the other cars catching up.

You clenched on the steering wheel as you kept staring straight forward seeing the road coming to an end within a mile. You were still in first place as the black car was as fast as the wind, seeing the pinkish yellowish car catch up you pressed harder against the pedal moving the stick seeing the car fall back. When you seen the corner coming up ahead, you turned the wheel hard moving the stick down and lifting the break up swiftly drifting over the corner before quickly pulling the break down moving your stick back to drive.

When you seen everyone coming back into view you kept your foot on the gas. You glanced over to where Toji was seeing a grin on his face, you scoffed “Win your own damn money.” Right when the finish line was coming up you smirked slowing down the car watching the other cars speed past you seeing that grin slowly come off his face. You were last to cross the line pulling up to the crowd that congratulated the winner. That night he had lost a 50 thousand yen bet and you didn’t know it.

You fucked up.

The moment you walked through those office doors you were thrown against his desk with your back against it and him standing in front of you with a pissed off aura. You really did it now. There was nothing but heavy breaths and silence in the room as you stood there, heart beating fast against your chest from the silence in the room. Toji cleared his throat after a few seconds, “Do you know how much you’ve lost me tonight.” He asked and you kept quiet not bothering to answer but when he didn’t get an answer your eyes widen feeling a harsh grab on your throat pulling you closer to him glaring into your eyes with a dark look. “You’ve lost me 50 thousand yen because you didn’t wanna follow simple rules.” He gritted his teeth squeezing harder against your throat, you scratched against his hand feeling your air way get trapped choking a breath. 50 thousand!?

When you heard that leave his mouth you knew how much you fucked up. Toji growled under his breath before letting you go dropping to the floor grasping you neck catching your breath, “Fuck around and you find out princess. You’re dealing with one of the most dangerous gangs alive and you’re playing games. We made a deal, remember? You race, I bet. Next time you lose me a race..” He trailed before harshly grabbing your jaw making you look up at him,

“I’ll kill you.”

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Ever since that fuck up Toji knew how much it frightened you by the sudden change of your racing style. You weren’t as sloppy as before, you were much more serious now, as for he can know your ass sure can race for a mechanic. Toji was satisfied for how much races you’ve won for the past three weeks, happy that you’re taking this business serious and secondly you winning him money. Every other week- probably once a week he’s winning over 40-50 thousand yen, If you sum that up he’s making atleast 100-200 thousand a month. You would think that’s enough to pay back the debt that you’re in right?

Wrong.

Your parents had owed him over millions to him. All he told you was your dad was getting loans (👀) from him and that he owed all that money back. That was all. He didn’t tell you anymore information about what else your father did or how he did it, you were stuck cleaning up his mess. You couldn’t run away, you can’t go to a different country, your cell is cut off from everyone..you were stuck, trapped. It was only you and that prick. For the past months that has been going by you and Toji were still rocky, always getting into arguments, fighting one another, you giving him sass and attitude. The progress rate of you two ever becoming “Friends” was still at zero. Everyday you two would would bump heads, either you’re fussing over something or he’s trying to tell you what to do, if you were anyone else he would’ve killed you on the spot. But you weren’t. In this case he needed you, you were someone useful that he needed for his gang, you were his ticket to winning a load of money keeping his name still at the top if it weren’t for you..everyone would’ve seen a different side of Fushiguro.

He didn’t care if you and him build a bond or not he just cared about you not losing and winning his gold. But. He would say you’re catching his eye with all the brat and sass mouth, he despises people who acts like brats wanting to teach them a lesson. You were testing his patience every week with that mouth of yours, everyday all he hears is bickering coming from you, always finding something to start with him. He was getting pissed by the hour but had to keep his cool and act like he was unbothered to get under your skin, one day. One fucking day he was going to teach you and he just couldn’t wait till that day came.

9:40pm

Toji breathed in and out as he was placed in his office playing with a car part. He hummed in satisfaction hearing the machine count up his money as one of the members did the work for him. It was nothing but silence and machine noises before a you walked in with a pissed off look, when Toji heard the door slam in and you stomping you’re way in he gave that look to the member who was already looking at him, eyes going wide quickly nodding his head, bowing and walking out the room leaving you and him alone. Toji placed down the car part, placing both hands behind him on the desk staring at you with a raise brow, “What’s got all y-!” Before he could finish that sentence you punched him hard with a loud smack following through, he lifted up his hand to touch against his mouth feeling a substance coat his fingers averting his eyes to look at you with dark eyes.

You glared at him hard with glossy ones of your own holding up a necklace your father use to wear. “Where’d you get this.” You mumbled, he stayed quiet looking hard at the dangling chain that fell from your hand. When you didn’t get an answer you asked again, “Where the fuck did you get this from?!.” You asked a little louder with a slight voice crack, Toji looked between you and the chain, wiping his mouth clean before speaking, “You wanna know.” He said with a deep voice watching your fist tighten around the chain flinching your head up, he clicked his tongue at the response shifting his body so he’s standing to his full height, “You wanna know? I’ll fucking tell you.” He said, “That night when he was laying in his own pool of blood i took it. After the whole brawl out with him and his gang I took it to sell but instead i kept it,”

“I killed your father.”

{Lap 3} Coming soon…

[merrybloomwrites]

You Can Start a Family (Extra: Fan Reactions)

Finally doing my first requested story!

Based on the following ask from @drunk-teens-doing-drugs and the comment from @luxiorchive

Summary: A serious of reactions from from fans and Media about Harry's new girlfriend as well as Mitch & Sarah's feelings of being left out of big moments. This story starts immediately after the end of chapter 10.

Previous Chapters:

Main Story: One ; Two ; Three ; Four ; Five ; Six ; Seven ; Eight ; Nine ; Ten

Sickfic Part 1 ; Part 2

Mitchrry Prequel

Mitch & Matilda

Wordcount: 2.1K

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“Can you do me a favor?” Harry says, breaking the morning silence.

“Uhm, yea, sure, what is it?” You ask. Unless Harry asked you for something crazy you’d do pretty much anything he said right now. Two days ago, he joined your relationship and you, Harry, Mitch, and Sarah had your first official date together. Yesterday you all spent the day out on the water enjoying the beautiful Italian views. The night ended back in your shared bed, you and Harry having sex for the first time while Mitch and Sarah reconnected right next to you.

So yea, you were pretty blissed out and content, happy to please your boyfriends and girlfriend however they want.

You’ve all been awake for a little while, hanging out in bed and switching cuddle partners every now and then. You’re currently in between Mitch and Sarah with Harry on Sarah’s other side. He’d picked up his phone a few minutes ago, seeing a screen full of notifications and he knew he had to peek at what was happening, just to make sure nothing was wrong. Which has led to him asking you a favor.

“Can you not go on social media today?” He asks you.

“Sure,” you answer quickly. That was an easy request. You aren’t even sure where your phone is to be honest. You’re more than happy to exist in your little happy bubble, but still, you’re curious about his request. “Can I ask why you want me offline today?”

“Yea the uh, the pap photos from yesterday have been posted.”

“Oh gosh, what, are they bad? Was it a terrible angle and I look awful? Did they like, photoshop someone else’s face on me or something?”

“No, love,” he answers with a laugh. “Nothing like that. It’s just that this is new and I’m not sure how people are going to respond yet. I want to make sure you don’t stumble across something nasty.”

“Do you think people are going to be negative?” Sarah asks, worried about the idea of you two receiving backlash.

“I never know what to think,” he replies while scrolling through his phone. “But I will say that everything seems positive so far. Media outlets are confused, wondering who this ‘mystery woman’ is. Fans are much better detectives. They’ve already posted some videos of you at my shows.”

“Can I see?” Mitch asks and takes the phone Harry hands him. After a moment he says, “Oh this is good. The people who were near you at the concerts are all saying how nice and chill you were. There’re a few comments saying you seem to follow Harry’s treat people with kindness motto, that’s like the best compliment his fans can give.”

You smile at that, remembering all the moments you got to share with Harry’s fans during his shows. You realize that you probably won’t be able to do that again in the future, now that you’re officially known as Harry’s new girl, but you hope you’ll still be able to interact with the fans in some way.

“Okay, phones away,” Sarah says, and Mitch immediately locks the phone and hands it back to Harry.

“What’s the plan for today?” Sarah then asks.

“Can we stay here and go swimming?” you ask. “I’ve been taking Ryan in the pool a lot but I don’t get to actually swim, you know?”

“Sounds good to me,” Harry replies as the other two nod in agreement. “How is Ryan?” he asks, and you fill them in on the boy you nanny as you all get ready.

The four of you spend that day and the next relaxing at the private villa. It isn’t until dinner of the second evening that Harry decides it’s time to pop the bubble and see what people are saying online.

You’re all sitting at the table outside and he explains that no news is good news, that his publicist would have called if there was anything truly bad being said. He pulls out his phone and starts to scroll. When he doesn’t say anything for the first minute you start to get anxious but finally he begins to smile.

“It’s good?” Sarah asks.

“It’s- Yea. It’s really good. I mean, I hoped this would be the reaction, but I’m used to getting so much negativity that I didn’t think it would actually be like this. I mean there’s a couple of bad comments but for the most part it’s, God, it’s really good.” Harry says this with a smile so big his dimples are showing. Suddenly your insecurities and fears vanish, replaced by joy for your boyfriend.

His words and obvious relief make you remember all that he’s been through with the public. He’s suffered years of lies and abuse from fans and media alike, and he’s probably been more worried than anyone else the past few days even if he wasn’t showing it.

You move to sit in his lap, kissing him gently then asking, “Can you read us some comments?”

Harry complies happily, one arm wrapped around you as he tells you all what people are saying.

There are hundreds of comments saying how cute and happy you two look together. Some people have negative things to say about you, but even seeing them say that you’re not pretty, or too plain, or a total nobody can’t shake you. It doesn’t matter what they think, not really. It matters what Harry and Sarah and Mitch think. And since they respond with compliments to contradict every negative comment you’re feeling pretty good.

There’s a feeling of celebration in the air and you realize that you were all more worried about the feedback than you thought. But seeing so much positivity makes you feel really happy. You didn’t necessarily need the validation but having that rather than having people hate your relationship with Harry uncomplicates things a little bit. A four-person relationship is a lot to manage and needing to make the public happy would’ve added a strain that you all simply did not want to deal with.

Over the next few months people spot you and Harry together a few times both in England and in the US. Every time new pictures drop the fans get so excited and comment about how happy they are for you and Harry.

On a few occasions all four of you are spotted together. As always the fans have a number of theories about that and you’re all relieved to see the most common one is that you must be friends with Mitch and Sarah, and they introduced you and Harry.

You’re happy that they came to this conclusion naturally, since that’s what you always hoped the fans would think. The downside of course is that you have to distance yourself from Mitch and Sarah when you’re in public. You can somewhat get away with being close to Sarah since people seem to love that you two are “besties”. However, you and Mitch are extremely careful not to get too close, knowing that tabloids and gossip columns would jump on an opportunity to claim drama with Harry’s relationship.

For the most part, this secrecy is just a part of life. In fact, none of you really want any of your personal lives shared with the public if you can help it. But sometimes it does get difficult not being able to show each member of your relationship the same level of love and attention.

One of the biggest examples of that is the Grammy Awards in 2024. Harry’s up for an award and was asked to give a performance as well. The four of you get ready together and hype each other up throughout the day while making sure to not be too obvious in front of the stylists in the room.

When everyone is ready and about to get in the cars Harry turns to you and says, “You look absolutely beautiful my love.” He leans down and presses a kiss to your lips. When you break apart you’re blushing, aware of Anthony taking pictures of the moment.

“Thank you,” you finally reply. “You look gorgeous as well.” You lean together for another kiss and after a moment you pull away laughing and swatting at Harry as he gently tickles your sides.

You glance over to Sarah and Mitch standing together in another part of the room. There’s a mixture of emotions on their faces and you know them well enough by this point to figure out what they’re feeling with just a look. First is a look of adoration since they simply adore and love both you and Harry. But under that is concern? No. Not concern. Jealousy.

They want to be a part of that moment. Not for any sort of external praise or fame, but because they want to share every part of life all together as a foursome.

These feelings continue throughout the entire day. They want to be by Harry’s side with you as you support him down the red carpet. When you meet them all backstage after the performance they wish that they could share a kiss with you like Harry does. And when Harry wins in his category they want to celebrate with him instead of cheering him on from a separate table in the back of the room.

For someone who has no prior relationship experience before this, you are very good at figuring out what your boyfriends and girlfriend need at any given moment. And that night Mitch and Sarah need to be reassured that they’re as much a part of the relationship as you and Harry.

After finally leaving the afterparty that management forced you and Harry to attend you rush home hoping Mitch and Sarah will still be up. You find them both cuddled on the couch in sweats and immediately realize how uncomfortable your dress is.

Without hesitation you remove your dress, drop it on the floor, and pick up Sarah’s oversized sweater from a nearby chair. You slide it on, and it reaches mid-thigh, so you decide you’re clothed enough. You snuggle in between Mitch and Sarah and Harry joins the cuddle session on the couch a moment later. Things stay innocent for the remainder of the movie that’s playing and then you decide to show the others just how much you love them.

You first focus on Mitch and Sarah, pleasing them and showering them with care and adoration. Then the three of you turn to Harry and congratulate him on another Grammy win in a way that only the three of you are allowed to do.

After that instance the four of you have a conversation about what everyone was feeling that night. From day one you all knew that open communication is key and so over breakfast you hash out all the emotions and come up with a solution to make sure no one is ever feeling left out.

Things aren’t always easy for you and Harry either. While the general public’s reaction to you and him dating is mostly positive, there are negative comments and sometimes things can spiral out of control.

One time your cousin Matt is visiting during a week when Harry happens to be away for work. Pictures of you and Matt start to surface and within hours the cheating rumors begin. At first it doesn’t bother you as it’s honestly kind of expected, but people started to get downright nasty. Finally, you post a story on Instagram, introducing Matt as your cousin in a borderline passive aggressive manner. Most people back off after that, but some don’t believe you. From that moment you know there’s a subsection of fans that will never like you, but you know it’s a small group, so you let it slide.

There are also people who don’t like you simply because you’re dating Harry Styles. They stayed in the background when those first pictures were posted, thinking you’d be gone pretty quickly. But when they realized you were sticking around they started to post nasty comments. It’s mostly just typical mean girl stuff, saying you’re too plain, or fat, or short, or any judgmental thing they can think of even if it couldn’t be farther from the truth.

You don’t mind these comments too much, knowing they’re made mostly out of jealousy. And nights when they surface tend to end in Sarah, Mitch, and Harry showering you in compliments and worshipping your body so really the internet trolls are doing you a favor.

You know you’re never going to win over everyone so having a majority of people happy for you and Harry makes you feel content. But at the end of the day, what they think doesn’t matter. Because you have the most wonderful boyfriends and girlfriend to share life with, and that makes you the luckiest person alive.

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[gtzel]

Help! my classmates a size-shifter -part 2-

Since When Are You So Short?

first previous next

The next day I walked into class and my friends greeted me, but i was only looking at Elijah. He was sitting in his usual spot next to the window and had his earbuds in. some people were talking to me but i couldn't hear what they were saying.

i walked up to him and tapped him from behind. he flinched at the contact but relaxed a bit when he saw it was me.

"h-hey Brian" he said pulling an earbud out and giving a hint of a smile, which i counted as a win.

"yo, how you feelin after you know....yesterday?" i said with extra emphasis on the last word.

"not...not too bad, just uhm the usual i guess" he seemed a it more on edge then yesterday which was a bit concerning. i didn't want to push him because he might just be a bit jarred due to the public setting.

"well i guess since were friends now i can sit next to you." i sat down next to him, the person who usually sat there seemed to be fine with it but Elijah was a bit uncomfortable.

"listen, Brian i have something i need to-" he was cut off by a classmate calling me.

"yo Brian, what's good!" Chad said as he approached my new desk. he sat down backwards facing me in the desk in front of where i sat.

"hey Chad, just havin' a conversation with Eli here," i gestured to Elijah but he quickly turned the other way. cold.

"that's uhm, nice i guess..." Chad shifted awkwardly "anyway, were having this party tonight at my place, and of course we need our starring quarterback to be there! so can you come?" he said enthusiastically.

i looked back at Eli, he was gazing out the window in his own world again. i was planning on asking if he would want to hang out again after school but i couldn't just tell everyone that. i had to come up with an excuse.

"oh sorry man, I'm really busy with...stuff and i wont be-" the bell rang and our teacher walked in the room. yes! saved by the bell. She instructed us to sit down so she could start class.

the lecture was boring as ever and after it finally let out i was crowded by other people before i had a chance to ask Elijah about hanging out.

i lost sight of him after he walked out of class and couldn't find him till lunchtime. it almost felt as if he was avoiding me, but who would do that? anyways, i found him on the rooftop of the gymnasium building.

"isn't this place supposed to be off limits?" i said walking up behind him, he was startled again. really seems like the jumpy type, gotta keep that in mind.

"how did you find me?" he said in a sarcastic tone, rolling his eyes.

"bro, i know this school inside and out. of course i found you" i jested, elbowing him playfully.

"well, you found me, now what?"

"uhm, didn't think that far. i guess i just uhm wanted to know if you...if you wanted to hang out later today?" i tugged the hem of my t-shirt nervously. it was way hotter outside then normal.

"uhm don't you have 'stuff' to do?" he said with finger quotes. i blushed, it was definitely hot outside.

"well i mean, that was a lie..." i drifted off, great now he probably thinks I'm shallow! then i remembered what he said earlier "wait, so what did you have to tell me again?"

"oh, just that..." he hesitated "i just was feeling a bit odd after yesterday" he said shifting slightly uncomfortably.

"hmm, okay i guess" i said skeptically.

"actually i-" Eli couldn't finish the sentence, he collapsed onto the ground and his breath became labored.

"E-Elijah, are you okay?!" i kneeled down next to him, he began to shudder uncontrollably.

"b-Brian, i feel...help me-" his body contorted strangely and he began to thrash wildly.

"j-just t-t-take some deep breaths, d-deep breaths" i tried to calm him down but he didn't seem to be able to hear me.

then light began erupting from his body. it beamed through the strangling cloths, and kept getting brighter. i had to look away for fear of being blinded.

then the light started to die down. i waited a second before realizing i couldn't hear Elijah anymore. i looked to where he had been and....he wasn't there. why wasn't he there!? his cloths and backpack were the only things of him that remained.

my eyes widened, as i frantically shuffled through his cloths to find some clue to where he had gone. if i hadn't been more careful i almost would've missed the small weight that rested in his t-shirt.

"what the-" i carefully unwrapped the shirt to reveal a miniscule figure smaller then my palm. i looked closer and realized to my great disbelief that Elijah, MY Elijah, was tiny. i turned him over, feeling his cold skin against my pointer finger, then i realized.

"O-oh, oh dear" i blushed hard, face burning. he was, well...you can probably imagine. i tried to think of a decent way to handle this situation. i obviously couldn't just leave him there.

i wrapped him up in a clean tissue i had in my suit pocket, glad it finally came in handy. then grabbed his stuff and put it in my bag. i didn't really have a plan, but if i were to ever skip school, it would be then.

[dilydilydily-fe]

I had it translated by 　@charlesworthy　Reposting with permission ☺️

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It’s pretty rough when you suddenly have an extra childhood friend note: pre-established casphardt, but it’s about this →

page 2

← Thinks it’s unfair he gets the S Rank -- -- Thinks he’s up to something → Caspar: What the heck is up with these vibes?!

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Caspar: Uhm… Bunhardt: Give it back.

Caspar: Uhhhhhh… I-I… I GOTTA GO TRAIN!

Caspar: SEE YOU WHEN I’M DONE, LINHARDTS!

Sfx as Bunhardt puts his headband on: boioing Bunhardt: Running away, hm? Linhardt: Running away, hm?

Bunhardt: Well, I’m sleepy. Today’s not a good day for this, is it? Linhardt: (yawn) It seems like it… Goodnight… (and goodbye)

Linhardt: (Sleepy)

Linhardt: He’s following me.

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Linhardt: Hey, why are you following me? I can guess, but… Bunhardt: Ah, well… Both at once: Aren’t you/I heading somewhere I/you want to be? By Bunhardt: (sleepy…)

Bunhardt: Oh no, it seems you’ve expedited your inadvertent help by voicing the same thought. I was having trouble finding a nice spot… Linhardt: Hmm.

Bunhardt: In exchange, you can borrow my pillow. Sfx by linhardt: (lights up)

Linhardt: Well, since I can’t stop you… Are you looking for the perfect spot to nap, or where I keep the books I’m reading? Bunhardt: Nap. Linhardt: I figured as much, since I’m sleepy too. Alright, it’s this way.

Linhardt: Here we are,

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Linhardt: The Slacker’s Sacred Ground. You know what I mean.

Python: (You deserve a rest*) There’s two of you now? What the hell is he wearing?

Dwyer: (You deserve a rest…) [t/n: they’re using a japanese phrase commonly said when one leaves work to the people still working as a greeting. I tried to keep half of the joke.]

[ THE SLACKER’S SACRED GROUND Residents: Python, Dwyer, Linhardt ]

Bunhardt: yaawn Linhardt: Mind if I nap beside you? Python: Sure, sure, help yourself. Dwyer: Somehow there’s two of them today…

???: PYTHON!! ???: DWYER!! Python: Ugh… Dwyer: It never ends…

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Forsyth: Python! So I would find you here again! Get up! We must sally forth! [ Python’s legal guardian (true guardian): FORSYTH ] [ Dwyer’s legal guardian (father): JAKOB ] Jakob: Dwyer! Lord Kamui just said ‘I’d love a cup of coffee’! You must offer your exceptional brew at once!

Python: Ugh… Yeah, yeah… How did you ever get on without me… I’m coming. Dwyer: You came here just to tell me that? I’ll never understand you.

Python: Alright Linny, have a good nap for me, too.

Bunhardt: Is this ‘sacred ground’ always so noisy? Linhardt: Not usually.

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Linhardt: The only person who’d come looking for me is Caspar, and of course we know he’s not coming. (But maybe a cat will show up..?) Yaawn…

Bunhardt: That’s an interesting thing to say.

Bunhardt: Regardless, you may nap with this once. Linhardt: Oh, right, the promise… Thanks.

[ nighty night… ]

right cat: meoww bottom cat: moow

[ Time to get up ]

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Cat: Meooww Bunhardt: (Kitty…) It looks like we wake up at the same time, too. Linhardt: It looks like it… (Came to see me again, kitty?)

Linhardt: Say, I have something of a personal question to ask. Bunhardt: What is it? (Ugh, it’s stuck…) cat: Mew! Linhardt: (Again..?)

Linhardt: Do you recall how you got this?

Bunhardt: ….You want me to confess that on my own? (Isn’t that a bit unfair?) Linhardt: Well, if it’s so daunting, we can just say it at the same time. Bunhardt: Alright, alright. Both at once: ….A long time ago, some one tied it in my hair while I was sleeping, so I don’t really remember.

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Both: Yes, that’s right.

Bunhardt: Well then,

Bunhardt: Why is it that you’re always wearing it? Linhardt: Unfair. Let’s say it at the same time again.

Both: It’s simply because I think it was given to me by the most important person in my life.

Bunhardt: You know, it’s actually quite a valuable experience to be able to look at myself objectively. Linhardt: Agreed. Surprisingly, meeting you hasn’t been the worst--

Both: Look at myself objectively?!

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Both: Hey, would you mind taking off your clothes?!

Bunhardt: You already knew what I was going to say! I’ve always wanted to do a thorough examination of the Crest of Ceathleann! Sfx: boioioiong

Linhardt: Yes! We’ll both be the most cooperative research subject we’ve ever had!

[ translated from rightmost to left: ]

(Both:) Undress quickly!!

Your skin is so pretty. Well, so is mine.

Yes, yes, now turn around.

Pants too, I want to see behind the knee!

So this is what my back looks like…

Show me your neck, too!

Hey! You have a mole here.

After this, let’s head back to my room to do some tracing.

Excellent idea! At this rate, we'll get so much done!

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Caspar: Two Linhardts… I wonder if they’re still going at it… [ * like this ]

Forsyth: That performance was disappointing, Python! (Next time I won’t lose.) Python: Yeah, sure. Maybe when hell freezes over.

Python: Hey, Cas. Looking for your buddy? Caspar: Eh? Have you seen him? Python: Two of them, even.

Caspar: Yeah, exactly! I was kinda looking for them both… Did you catch them bickering?

Python: No? They seemed to be getting on fine. Sleepy as always, but that’s not out of the ordinary. (As always, I saw them the Slacker’s Sacred Ground) Caspar: Of course!

Caspar: Thanks for the info! Caspar: That’s such a big help! Python: Don’t mention it.

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COMPLETELY NAKED

cats: meow! Mew!

Caspar: I don’t get them at all…. Bottom left: fin

BONUS:

[ picture with the linhardts sleeping on caspar ] Thank you very very very much for reading!!! (Please add Caspar normally to feh)

[ picture with the two linhardts in mixed up clothes ] Lin & SpLin mixing up their clothes accidentally after a nap

[ picture with the two linhardts ] I’m happy to have Linhardt & Spring!Linhardt!

I thought it would be cute if 'Hevring’s Heir Linhardt' and 'Spring Snoozer Linhardt' competed over 'Summer Intensity Caspar'.

It was my first time drawing a manga spanning several pages, and I found it incredibly exhausting!

But it was also a lot of fun :)

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A huge thank you to @charlesworthy

[pinievsev]

It's hereeee!

Rise & Shine

(part one!)

[part 1/part 2]

Seungmin X GN!reader

Coffee shop au

Fluff!☁️

As always, requests are open and masterlist is pinned! This turned out longer than expected but I got sleepy after one point so it got a bit bad!

Tags: { @laskyy }

Seungmin rushed out of his apartment building as soon as he grabbed his bag, he woke up late and hadn't had time to eat or drink anything as he was supposed to be helping jeongin learn a choreography he was struggling with.

He quickly turned a corner, stopping in his tracks as he saw a shop he had never seen before, a bright, yellow sun decoration the the glass of the small building and the sign flashing beautiful colours of orange and yellow. It read "rise & shine".

Seungmin debated wether or not he had time and decided to check it out. He was already late anyway, he'd apologize to jeongin later. He pushed the glass door open the light jingling of the bell hang on it alerting you. You stood up from your spot kneeling behind the counter arranging some cakes on the display case.

The second he saw you his eyes shone and all the sleepiness faded away, he walked towards the counter looking up at the menu behind you. You stood there, patiently waiting for him to decide what to get. In the meantime you studied his features. Not in a weird way!

You noticed the way he frowned his eyebrows when he struggled to read something on the board, the way he held his bag behind him with one hand and the way he smiled wide when he found something he liked.

Finally he looked back at you with the cutest smile you've ever seen. "Could I get aaa- Chai latte?" He questioned as if you'd refuse. You nodded "of course! You can take a sit while I get that ready for you, what's your name? For- for the drink I mean" you pointed at the high chairs Infront of the counter near by. "my name's seungmin! Oh and uh- would you maybe be quick? I'm already really late" you nodded and quickly turned to get started on his drink.

You finished up as quickly as you could, leaning over the counter to call him over from where he had sat down. As soon as he heard you call his name he looked up like a deer in headlights making you chuckle to yourself. You didn't know what it was, but just something about him made your heart do backflips, even though you had only exchanged a few words.

He sped walked up to the counter, placing exactly the amount of money he needed to Infront of you and some extra in the empty tip jar, 'he probably checked the price on the menu' you thought. You nodded and he grabbed his drink thanking you and turning to leave. Just as he was about to exit he heard you call out to him "Have a nice day, seungmin!"

He turned around quickly but you had already disappeared behind the display case, continuing from where you had left off arranging the cakes.

Over the next couple of weeks seungmin visited the shop constantly early in the morning so he wouldn't be late to wherever he had to be.

Today, was one of those normal days, or so you thought. little did you know, seungmin had started falling for you just like you had started falling for him, he had even told the group and Han insisted on going with him once, claiming that he (seungmin) wouldn't make a move without his help.

You looked up at the all too familiar sound of the bells, the light inside the store was dim as you had opened a little late and didn't have time to set up yet seungmin and his friend walked over to the counter, he gave you his cute little smile and your heart melted "Rise and shine~" you said like you had stared to do every day, it started off as a pun due to the name of the shop and since it was early.

"the usual?" You asked already knowing the answer he nodded and just as you were about to turn around you heard the voice of his friend "uhm- excuse me?" You swiftly turned back "right! Sorry! What can I get for you uh-?" "Han, Han jisung, and I'll have a hot chocolate!" You nodded and turned to get started on the order as seungmin led Han to his usual sit.

This is how it usually was, you'd only exchange a few words and you'd make his drink as he sat in his spot on the counter, wishing him a good day as he left the shop, the silence drove Han insane, how could seungmin even TRY to ask you out when he only knew your name, and that from the name tag pinned on your apron.

"dude. Seriously you should go talk to her" seungmin glared at him "I can't. It's been like this for weeks! What If she's just not interested and is nice to everyone?!" The two silently argued as you finished up their cups. "Seungmin, Han!" You called quietly placing their orders on the counter "on the house" you announced, out of nowhere.

"whoa! I should come round here more often then" Han joked, getting on seungmin's last nerve. "Sure. Whatever ya say" you joked crossing your arms. Han grabbed his chocolate and slowly walked backwards nudging a nervous looking seungmin. "everything okay?" You questioned "yup! Everything is fine! I just uh, I had a question" you leaned on the counter to show you were listening prompting your chin on your palms as your elbows rested on the counter.

"right, uh. So would you, maybe go on a date with me?" His voice sounded almost broken, like a child admitting to breaking it's mum's favourite vase.

"oh, seungmin I'd love that but-" his face immediately dropped making your heart shatter "I don't have much free time, work and college at once isn't that easy" you said your eyes basically screaming apologies his way "well if that's the case. I'll come by tomorrow as early as possible, take the day off and hang around here. We'll consider that a date, and since summer is near we'll go on a proper one then?" The hope in his voice made butterflies appear in your stomach and you were basically looking at him with heart eyes "yeah, yeah sure, if that's okay we can do that!" You spoke excitedly yet softly.

The next day. He did as promised, Han would cover for him and he would spend the day at the shop with you. And so he did, making conversation and getting to know eachother as you worked. He stayed until you closed. The lights dimmed and the store deserted apart from the two of you "thanks for today, Minnie!"

He blushed at the nickname and thanked no one on particular for the fact that it was dark and you couldn't see "it was really fun, and not as stressful with you around!" You admitted as you took off your apron and and stretched, yawning. "Of course! I mean, it was really fun!" He agreed, unsure of what to say. You decided to be bold and hugged the boy, pulling away when he didn't return the favour only for him to pull you back in for another hug.

"but I'm tired" he added to his previous statement "you tell me about it" you chuckled pulling away and plopping down on one of the couches in the corner. Seungmin following suit falling down next to you, he placed an arm around your shoulders pulling you closer, he yawned and rested his head on yours his eyes fluttering shut "Seungmin, you need to go home!" You chuckled and he made a 'no' sound (help idk how to explain it) like a toddler refusing to eat it's food.

"let me lock up, at least?" You decided not to argue. You'd be stupid to do so. He agreed letting you go and you quickly locked up from the inside, returning to your seat and he took his previous position. Quickly falling asleep. You close behind. Your arms wrapped around eachother.

[bryastar]

word salad #1

hi journal. it's been a long time.

today I was watching sonic x ..... but the sub version. a while back I tried the 4 kids dub but only got to episode 6 (or 5, I forget it's the one where eggman brings a robot to the school). honestly I feel more invested with the sub version, but we'll see. primarily I wanna see how it works in the sonic adventure stories, (which all I remember is a scene with e102 gamma and the finale part of the sonic adventure 2 story. we had this recorded on a VHS and watched over and over again, I liked seeing how different it was compared to the game.)

I've been trying to practice better drawing habits. things like using my shoulders instead of my wrists, or not holding the pencil too close to the tip. maybe I should get one of those pencil holders like I used back in school. the apple pencil feels heavier than I was expecting but the extra weight is nice at the same time strangely enough.

yesterday I practiced with using pencil pressure and doodled a twilight and then Fluttershy. I've also been trying to get a better habit of blocking out my sketches with simple shapes.

I also drew a racing snail today based on an old game idea from back in high school. I wanna try to expand a bit by drawing more than just ponies all the time. it's honestly kind of relaxing (tho annoying when after that I feel out of energy and motivation to draw more after that but...baby steps)

and I guess while I'm here....why am I writing this?

I wanna try to open up more a bit I guess? I wanna share a more genuine side of myself. try to write down my thoughts and feelings more in a place where I can look back and see where I came from? I'm giving myself a goal to do one entry per day for a week, and we'll see where we go from here.

uhm....

meow

[heeseungismymanz]

I got fucked by my roomate

heeseung ff 15+

DISCLAIMER! PLS READ IF UNDER 15

THIS FF(POST) HAS EXPLICIT CONTENT NOT MADE FOR AGES UNDER 15 IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH CONTEXT OF SEX PLS LEAVE

i got home from a long day of work as i am a lawyer, and right on time to see my roomate playing on his pc completely ignoring me.He is my childhood friend and was my only friend.I went into my bathroom to wash up and get changed,i turned on the bath tub faucet and went on spotify to play my kpop playlist

*AFTER BATH*

I went to my closet and got a call from my bestfriend jake. Jake called and said "y/n ah~ wanna meet for dinner" and as hes your bestfriend of course you said "sure oppa" so then you got dressed in your nicest clothes. Then you went to your jewlery box and put on the necklace he gave to you on your 18th birthday.Then you got in your ferrari and your driver drove you to the beach. You went to the beach looking for jake until you spotted him with jay. Jay brought his girlfriend yuna. Then you got a text from heeseung(your roomate) saying "y/n si where are you?" you didnt reply and just left him on "read at 11:30".

Once you got home you went and took a shower and put on leggings that gave your ass that big juicy apple shape and put on a see trough shirt.You then went to make ramyeon and saw that heeseung was watching the cdrama "falling into your smile". Without him noticing you snook his favorite ramyeon which was the last pack out of the pantry.While you were standing there you felt a pair of muscular hands grab your waist.You whispered "heeseung?". And it was the one and only, HEESEUNG LEE. He turned off the oven,carried me to his bedroom. Pinned me to the bed and whispered "why didnt you reply? you were with jakey boo huh?" and pulled down my leggings and lifted my shirt braless and said "you owe me something".

!IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 15 PLEASE SKIP TO AFTER SEX !

HEE inserted his dick inside my vagina as i moan loudly.Then we went on to the 69 pose and he was sucking my tits it felt good. But then i got a notification from jake and he said "i like you y/n~ can we meet up tomorrow" may i remind you its 2 am but i did not respond and went back to heeseung .He felt so good inside me he started giving sperm into me. I was sucking him and it felt so good in my mouth. He grabbed you by your ass and put his dick inside again. His dick in me and him kissing me felt amazing that i started moaning loudly. We didnt stop til morning.

*AFTER SEX*

I wake up with heeseung holding me and i was almost naked, not remembering what happened until i saw my clothes on the ground and got a flash back of what happened. He woke up and we started our morning making out. I then got up and told hee that i will make breakfast before our works. I got up and went to the kitchen grabbing eggs, pancake mix , and extra stuff. I made the pancakes and heeseung came. Y/N stay home please heeseung said while moaning. I said i couldnt as i had to head to court today. Hee said fine and let you go.

*Work*

I got out of my car while thanking my driver. Thank you Mr.Park i said while closing the door. Then i went inside the main court. Im here Mrs. Jeon! Hi Mrs.Kang said Mrs jeon. Oh im not kang im Mrs.Lee now.I said proudly smiling. She said oh you got a boyfriend? I replied with yes and we got to work in court.

*AFTER WORK*

I texted jake sure i can meet up. We met at a KBQ Place and we started to talk. Hii Jake! i said with a cheerful voice. He responded with "Hi y/n sii" with a shy voice looking down. He started to think, then said "Y/N i really like you and i was wondering if your dating someone". My heart was beating fast not prepared what to say. I then said "Uhm jake im sorry but i have a b- boyfriend" i said as soft as i could. Jake then said i understand but may i ask who? I then replied Lee Heeseung. He then lost his smile and dropped it with a frown.We had nothing to say afterwards so we left.

*Time skip 1 yr later"

your married now btw

!DISCLAIMER THIS HAS SEX IN IT!

I came back to my apartment and saw heeseung on the couch. I went inside my room and heeseung came and saw me changing. He scared me, He then sucked, and started nibbling on my neck. I moaned loudly and we started the session again. He undressed me to the point i was naked. He then took off his pants and boxers,untied his shirt, his 6 pack abs showing and started sucking my boobs again. He then inserted his dick in your vagina and you moaned so loud the neighbors could hear. You then started bouncing and riding his dick. You loved the feeling of how it belonged inside you. *time skip*

*after sex*

I wanted more pleasure so i took heeseung in the room. I gave him a blowjob and precum started dripping down my throat and i loved it. He then gave me a organsm after organsm and i felt so good

PART 2??

[bullshit-bulltrue]

so science lab was fucking insane today bc we had a substitute .

i had to be mean to someone, almost got hit with a chancla, found out a guy i liked in elementary has a crush on me, and i ended up falling asleep in the midst of it all

and bc i wanna type the rest in a weird format, here u go:

me: *leaves at the end of class* *goes to locker bc holy shit i just found out a guy likes me* *gets pissed bc shit don't be adding up* *contemplates why he would like me* lowkey gets mad 💀* *screeches + punches my locker and leaves a small dent* (...oopsie) *closes my locker and takes a deep breath*

ben: *pops up outta nowhere* (awoop jumpscare) (but in a good way) hey! *does a lil wave*

me: hi!

ben: yo your class was REALLY loud. we could hear you guys all the way from our room.

me: yeah it was ten times louder inside.

ben: damn

*pauses for a minute bc we kept bumping into each other since everyone else is fucking bumping into us*

me: hey did Mr e. play the gummy bear song for you guys and make you all dance?

ben: yeah *kinda embarrassed*

me: i figured, i heard it playing from the hallways lol

ben: well you guys were way louder lol

me: yeah its bc we had a sub

ben: ohhh that makes sense

me: everyone went crazy i swear. people running everywhere, almost got hit with a chancla

ben: wait what?!

me: yeah someone took aaron's slipper and threw it over my head. that was fun.

ben: oh wow

me: surprised i got out of class in time

ben: why's that?

me: oh i fell asleep and barely woke up before the bell

ben: you can fall asleep in there??? it was fucking loud

me: yeah, i can fall asleep if im tired enough

ben: wow

*we walk out the building doors and head toward the front of the school*

ben: hey did you finish the english essay?

me: i haven't even started it

ben: oh i finished it already

ben: ah..

me: yeah its due tonight so i'm just gonna scrape smth together

me: that was a joke. um, a bad one. it's not that hard, so i'll finish it up in no time. besides, we only have to write like 2 paragraphs minimum

ben: uhh yeah i *might* have written a more than two paragraphs..

me: what, like four?

ben: um.. more

me: seven? six?

ben: one less

me: five? omg, good job

ben: and i'm thinking of coloring in the drawing too. aiming for that extra credit 😎 but idk yet (he was joking. our school doesn't allow extra credit)

me: thats good! and hey as long as you have some pretty solid writing, i wouldn't worry too much about the drawing.

ben: yeah. oh and uhm i'll show you my writing tomorrow (we have english Okay!

me: okay! *about to leave*

ben: wait a minute! i actually have a picture of it saved, because i sent it to [insert persons name i dont remember]. *shows me the picture of the writing and drawing* me: wow, that's really good!

ben: yeah i actually don't know how many paragraphs that is lol (he didn't use indentations) and i still don't know about coloring it in

me: i'd say that's about 4-5. and, as i said, don't worry too much about coloring it in. you have a good amount written, so you should get a solid grade on that. and the diagram for your drawing looks good. if anything, maybe highlight the main parts. so it's bold you know?

ben: okay, thanks!

me: yeah, anytime! ever need help, just ask.

ben: okay!

me: see ya later!

ben: yeah, bye!

so yeah <3

also i figured out what was different abt him

so yk that part where ur hairline ends? yeah he got it. it was bugging me all day bc I couldn't for the life of me figure out what was different lol

[inkofamethyst]

October 27, 2022

AHA I HAVE DONE IT I HAVE CRAFTED A SCHEDULE THAT IS SO GOOD

I’ve spent the past week trying to find a class that fits nicely into my schedule to give me that sweet sweet 12-13 credits without a Friday meeting and I found one and from previous grade data 80% of people get an A and everyone loves the prof.  This is good because the other two academic classes I’m doing next semester will not be easy per se and all three are on the same day (I should have learned my lesson from this semester but three classes is better than four), but having a (supposedly) chill morning class will be nice.  ~So~ I’ve got a Monday discussion, three TuTh classes where I’m in after breakfast and out for a late lunch, and that’s it.  I mean I’m also TAing for credit and doing research for credit, so even though I’ll technically have WF “off,” I’ll (probably) use that time to do other things (and to chill.  lots of chilling.).

The one I found is a class about how people learn which I think will be useful to know as a TA and a possible future teacher/professor/museum educator.  I know I was thinking about a choir class, but those require way too much time for a single credit.  I was considering a 2-credit dance class, but I think I have to reconcile with the fact that I’m just not a dancer, and something like that could be really frustrating for me if I couldn’t “get it” while all of the dance majors had no problem.  One of these days I will learn to dance.  A while ago I also considered taking a bioanth class through the consortium, but I’m tired, so.. no.  Like if I was going straight into a job or something then maybe, but I’m going to spend the next 5-7 years learning, hopefully in a department with plenty of bioanth classes, and I think I deserve a bit of downtime.  I also considered TAing for a straight up bio class, but nah.  I’m content with what I’ve cooked up.  Registration in a little under a week, let’s goooooo!

On another note, I had another meeting, and it went really well, so something about Monday’s was just off.  Am I gonna waste $200 on an application for that program so I don’t burn bridges?  Eh, probably.  hhhhhhh.  One more to go.  Anyway, uhm, even though I’m looking at two labs at that school, I feel like my best bet for getting in would be to apply to work with the lady I just met... tbh even if I like the other guy’s lab better.  This lady is brand spankin new faculty, no grad students (lots of time for ~me~) compared to the other guy who is more established and has two students and even warned me that he may not be able to take one next year (she might be prioritized for receiving students).  Plus, collaborations are apparently huge there, so... if what I’m looking for is an acceptance above all else?  That may be the way to go.

And on a related note, tiktok has taken to showing me videos of people saying to not get a PhD.  I... don’t exactly... I can’t express in words how that makes me feel?  Disheartened, nervous, a little more determined?

Last thing: I’ve been putting off this one essay that’s due tomorrow (today) because I am tired and also feel like I could write it quickly.  The only problem is that I have two other things also due tonight because my weekly work schedule fell apart when I had two two-class-Tuesday/Thursdays in a row and deadlines were pushed back (and now they’re all converging).  Not to mention the supplemental work I’ve got to do for my research and the papers I need to find for this grant thing I need to write this weekend.  Only six more weeks.  Anyway I do think that (once I start writing) I could finish it in a maximum of three hours (I’m actually thinking closer to two, but I’ll give myself an extra hour because I always underestimate work time).  Does that mean tomorrow is going to suck for me?  Yes, yes it does!

Today I’m thankful for uh for ground ginger, actually.  While I probably put waayyy too much of it in my curry (I also overcooked my shrimp and nearly burnt my rice..), it’s probably some of the best curry I’ve made.

okay enough procrastinating I’m finally off to do my stupid homework.  senioritis ain’t a joke.

[edit: I actually went to sleep and woke up early (pro tip: doing this can work if you schedule your wakeup 1.5, 3, 4.5, or 6 hours after you fall asleep, so you hit those full REM cycles, but doing it often is no bueno para tu salud) and I’m pretty close to being done, I think]

[edit 2: finished in... three and a half hours.  it... I mean it is submitted and that’s a win but I haven’t done either of my discussion boards :/  gotta get on those]

[timoswerner]

okay i need to rant about work

[simpfornatasharomanoff]

Tony’s Intern

A/N: Here’s the fic for day two of my 500 follower celebration! Sorry its out late, I’ve been super busy today! This will have a part 2! THIS WASN’T EDITED/LOOKED OVER SO I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR ANY MISTAKES!!!

Here’s a link to my Masterlist!

Warnings: Cursing, violence (Let me know if I need to add any!!!)

Word Count: 5,419 

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Summary: You’ve been Tony’s intern for a while. He finally decides its time for you to start working at the Avengers Tower. On your first day at the Avengers Tower, an interesting red head points her gun at you

Part Two

Being Tony Stark’s intern is interesting to say the least. You didn’t do too much - your job was relatively easy. You fill out paperwork, file said paperwork, and listen as Tony explains and shows you some of his new ideas. There would be times that Tony would actually ask you for feedback. But other than that, there wasn’t much that Tony actually made you do.

That being said, you love being Tony’s intern. You get to dip your toes into the kind of work you want to do - technical engineering. You’ve always loved building and creating things and your love for it only grew as you got older.

For the past six months you’ve been Tony’s intern. You’ve always worked in his home office. His office was relatively close to your college campus and you would always walk from campus to Tony’s office.

“Y/N,” Tony says, setting your recently finished paperwork on his desk.

“Yes, Mr. Stark?” You ask, slinging your backpack over your shoulders.

“Starting tomorrow, you’ll be working with me over at the Avengers Tower,” Tony says, sliding the paperwork into a folder.

“The… The Avengers Tower?” You ask, fiddling with your fingers. “That’s where the Avengers uhm live, and train,” You state dumbly.

Tony looks up from his desk and looks at you. He sees your nervous state and gently laughs. “No need to worry, Y/N,” Tony says, standing from his desk chair. “We’ll be down in my lab and none of the others will come down there.” Tony sits on the edge of his desk. “I’ll have Happy Hogan pick you up from your apartment.”

“Actually, I come right here after class,” You inform the billionaire. “I can just walk to the Avengers Tower.”

“Nonsense,” Tony says with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Happy will pick you up at your college campus!”

“Okay,” You say with a small smile. “Thank you, Mr. Stark.”

“Anything for my favorite intern,” Tony says, with a small laugh.

“I’m your only intern,” You say with a roll of your eyes.

“Exactly,” Tony says with a smile. “Now, you get out of here and get home. I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“See you tomorrow!” You say, waving goodbye to Tony as you exit his office.

---

You’re standing in front of your campus’s main building, waiting for Happy Hogan to pick you up. Your eyes watch every car that drives past you, not sure what kind of car he’s going to pick you up in.

You pull your winter coat tighter around your body as you feel the cold winter air send chills through your body. You bring your hands to your mouth and cup them. You blow into your hands, trying to warm them up. You left your gloves at your apartment and it’s moments like these that you wish you had an extra pair that you kept in your backpack. You pull your hands from your face and stuff them into your coat pockets. You bounce on your feet a little bit, desperate to keep yourself warm in the cold New York weather.

A sleek, black car with tinted windows screeches to a stop in front of you. The drivers’ door is swung open and a man stands up, looking across the top of the car and over at you. “Y/N Y/L/N, right?” The man asks.

“Yes, sir,” You say with a nod.

“I’m Happy Hogan, Tony sent me to pick you up,” The man informs.

He walks around to the other side of the car and opens the backseat door for you. “Oh, thank you,” You say, swinging your backpack off of your shoulders. You duck down and enter the car, setting your backpack on the empty seat next to you.

Happy closes the door, before making his way back to the driver’s side. He gets in and quickly takes off.

You look out of the window, watching as snow begins to fall from the sky. You feel the heat blasting throughout the car and you’re thankful you aren’t standing outside in the cold anymore.

The drive to the Avengers Tower is silent and very awkward. Happy doesn’t say anything to you, and you certainly don’t say anything to him as your nerves are already getting the better of you. Happy doesn’t even turn the radio on and that baffles you because who doesn’t listen to the radio when they drive?!

Happy pulls into the Avengers Tower parking lot, stopping to flash his badge to the guard at the gate. You look out of the window and stare at the tower in awe. You’ve seen plenty of pictures of the tower on the internet, and you’ve seen it a few times from far away, but you’ve never seen it this close in person.

Happy pulls up to the front of the tower. He puts the car in park before opening his door and stepping out of the car, leaving the car running. He walks to your side of the car and opens the door for you.

You grab your backpack from the seat next to you and slide out of the car. You pull your backpack onto your shoulders and Happy closes the door after you’ve stepped out of the car.

“Here, you’re going to need this,” Happy holds his hand out.

You look at the badge connected to a lanyard that’s dangling from his hand. You reach forward and grab the lanyard. You look down at the badge. It has a photo of you in the middle - a very geek looking photo of you from your first time working as Tony’s intern. Tony made you take a picture with him to celebrate the new experience. It seems like he cropped himself out of the picture so he could use it as your badge photo. The badge also contains your name across the bottom and directly under your name, it says: ‘Tony’s Favorite Intern’.

“You’ll need that to get into the building,” Happy informs you. “Make sure to take good care of it, because I am not getting you a replacement.”

“Yes, sir,” You say with a small nod. “Thanks for the ride,” You say, pulling the lanyard over your head and letting the badge dangle from your neck.

“It’s not like I had a choice,” Happy grumbles out.

You open your mouth to say something, but you weren’t expecting his honest reply. You shut your mouth and smile one last time before walking to the entrance of the Avengers Tower.

You walk up to the door and notice the keycard scanner next to the door. You lean forward and hold your badge to the scanner. It quietly beeps as the door unlocks. You pull the door open and step into the tower, the door closing behind you.

You look around the interior in awe and you feel your nerves starting to set in. You tug on the strap of your backpack, slowly walking a little further into the tower.

“Y/N Y/L/N we’ve been expecting you.”

You jump at the sudden voice. Your eyes scan the surrounding area, but you don’t see anyone. “Hello?” You ask, keeping your voice quiet.

“Mr. Stark is waiting for you in his lab.”

You let your eyes scan the surrounding area again, making sure you didn’t miss someone.

“Who… Who’s talking to me?” You ask, tugging at the straps of your backpack.

“I’m JARVIS. I’m an AI that Tony created. If you step into the elevator on your left, I’ll send you to Tony’s lab.”

You hear a ding and look to your left. You watch as elevator doors slide open. “Okay,” You say. You walk over to the elevator and step inside. The doors immediately close behind you and you spin around. The elevator starts to move and you tap your foot nervously against the tiled floor.

The elevator slowly comes to a stop and the doors slide open. You slowly step out of the elevator and find yourself in Tony’s lab. Your eyes immediately go to the wall of IronMan suits he has along the back of the lab.

“Tony?” You call out for your boss, slowly moving further into the lab.

You hear a loud crash come from the back of Tony’s lab. “Tony?” You call out again, moving towards the back of the lab.

“Who are you?”

You scream at the voice and whip around. Your eyes widen when you find yourself looking down the barrel of a gun. You scream again and immediately raise your hands into the air in surrender.

The woman on the other end of the gun stares at you, looking down the top of her gun. Her eyes glance down at your badge dangling from the lanyard around your neck. She lowers her gun and places it into the holster on her leg.

You recognize the woman as Black Widow, aka Natasha Romanoff. You’ve admired the redheaded Avenger since one of your friends showed you a video of her fighting in the streets of New York City a few years ago.

“Who died?” Tony shouts, running into the lab.

“No one. But your intern almost did,” Natasha says, nodding her head in your direction.

Tony looks at Natasha and then over at you. You notice that he’s holding two cups of coffee - one in each hand. He hands one over to you.

You reach forward with a shaky hand, still unsure as to why a fucking gun was pointed at you, and grab the cup. You give Tony an appreciative nod, not sure if you trust your voice yet.

Tony watches as the coffee cup shakes in your hand and he looks back up at Natasha. “What the hell did you do to my intern?”

“I pointed my gun at her,” Natasha says casually with a shrug of her shoulders.

“YOU POINTED A GUN AT HER?” Tony shouts.

Natasha snatches the coffee cup from Tony’s hand. “Yeah, I thought she was an intruder - you know how your security system acts up sometimes. But then I saw her badge.” Natasha takes a swig of Tony’s coffee. “Yuck! Is there any coffee in here or is it all creamer?” Natasha shoves the coffee cup back into Tony’s hand.

“There is coffee in here!” Tony defends his coffee. He sighs and turns to you. “Are you okay, Y/N?”

“Yup!” Your voice cracks.

“Sure seems like it,” Natasha smirks and a chuckle escapes her lips.

You look down at your feet, feeling your cheeks turn red in embarrassment.

“Don't make fun of my intern!” Tony scolds Natasha.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Natasha brushes Tony off.

Tony sighs. “Anyway, I do think it’s time for you to leave my lab. Y/N and I have a ton of work to get done!”

“Right,” Natasha says. “I’ll leave you two nerds to it then.” Natasha looks at you. “I’ll see you around, Y/N.” Natasha turns and leaves, stepping into the elevator.

Her emerald eyes meet your E/C eyes before the elevator doors slide shut.

“Sorry about her,” Tony apologizes, turning to you. “Let’s get to work, shall we?”

Tony starts making his way to a different part of his lab and you follow him. He sets his coffee down on a nearby table, you do the same, making sure to put your cup more to the side so you can keep track of whose is whose.

“So, I’m working on this new suit,” Tony points to the multiple suit parts that are scattered around the nearby tables. “I’m going to let you finish the arm?”

“What? For real?” You ask, your eyes widening.

“Yeah, I don’t see why not,” Tony smiles at your excitement. He picks the multiple arm parts up and sets them on the table in front of you. “The wiring needs to be connected and then you need to connect the shell of the arm. Then last but not least, solder the armour over top. You think you can handle this while I work on the chestpiece?”

You nod. “I think so, yeah.”

“Good, I’ll be right next to you if you have any questions,” Tony says. “Let’s get to work!”

---

“I’m impressed!” Tony says, looking over the arm you put together. “This is perfect!” Tony hands the arm back to you. “Would you like to do the honor of attaching it to the suit?”

“Yes! I would love to!” You accept the arm. You walk to the almost complete Ironman suit. You attach the arm, snapping it into place and officially completing the suit.

“The last thing we need to do is program JARVIS into the suit,” Tony says, connecting one side of a wire to his computer and the other side into his new suit.

Tony steps in front of his computer and motions for you to join him. You step over and watch as Tony clicks and types away at his computer.

“Okay, so if you just…” Tony trailers off, showing you the programming. “Here, why don’t you try?” Tony suggests, stepping aside.

You step in front of the computer and start typing some of the code. There are a few times when Tony has to correct the code that you type out. You apologize for him having to correct you, but he just brushes your mistakes off, reminding you that this is a learning experience.

You spend the rest of the work day watching Tony test out his new Ironman suit. The end of the day comes quickly and you’re actually sad that your work day has come to an end.

“Alright, Y/N,” Tony says, stepping out of his suit. “Thank you for today! Maybe one of these days I’ll let you try on one of my suits!”

“That would be awesome!” You exclaim, pulling your backpack onto your shoulders.

“How did you like the change of scene?” Tony asks, leading you to the elevator.

“It was good! It’s so cool here!” You say, stepping into the elevator after Tony. “As long as I don’t get any more guns pointed at me, I think I'll be fine!” You say with a laugh.

“I can’t promise that won’t happen again,” Tony says, laughing along with you. “But I can make sure Natasha doesn’t do it again.”

“That’s good to keep in mind,” You say.

When you and Tony step out of the elevator, he leads you to the front of the Avengers Tower - the same place Happy dropped you off. Tony waits with you as Happy goes to pull the car around.

“So, what if we ran the power of the suit through here instead,” You suggest, pointing to your drawing of an Ironman suit in your notebook.

“That’s a good idea,” Tony says, scratching his beard as he looks at your drawing.

“Hypothetically, it should allow you to push more energy out of the suit with your beams,” You say. “This is just an idea, but I could work.”

“We’ll have to work on that,” Tony says. “Good job, kid,” Tony says, patting you on the back.

“I’m not interrupting geek talk, am I?”

You and Tony turn around.

“Actually, Natasha, you ar-”

“I just wanted to apologize for pointing my gun at you,” Natasha says, cutting Tony off.

“Ah, it's not a big deal,” You brush off with a dismissive wave of your hand.

“You reacted way differently earlier,” Natasha says with a smirk.

A car screeches to a stop next to you, pulling your attention away from the redhead.

“Happy, what did I tell you about stopping the car like that?” Tony asks.

“Sorry, Tony,” Happy says. “It won’t happen again.”

“Get Y/N home safe,” Tony says. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” Tony says before turning and walking back into the tower.

“Come on, kid,” Happy says, opening the car door for you.

You glance at Natasha, who’s still smirking at you.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, geek,” Natasha says.

“See you tomorrow,” You say, giving the redhead a small smile.

“Kid, let’s go,” Happy says, annoyance lacing his voice.

“Sorry,” You apologize, sliding your backpack off of your shoulders and getting into the car.

Happy gets back into the car. You watch Natasha through the car window as Happy speeds off.

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It’s been a week since you’ve been working at the Avengers Tower. Your days were the same - go to school, wait outside your campus for Happy, and work with Tony at the tower.

Today already seemed different. You’ve been waiting thirty minutes for Happy to come pick you up. You pull your coat tighter against your body. You pull your phone out of your pocket and check the time.

“Shit,” You curse. “Come on, Happy, where are you? I’m going to be late!”

You look around, not seeing Happy’s car anywhere in sight.

“Fuck it,” You curse, shoving your phone back into your pocket.

You start heading in the direction of the Avengers Tower, wanting to make it to work in time.

You walk fast, gripping the straps of your backpack. You thank yourself for remembering to bring your gloves today. You watch as snowflakes start to fall around you. You pick your pace up a little, not wanting to get stuck in the snow.

“Leave me alone!” You hear the shout from nearby.

You peek your head around the corner of an alleyway. You see two men cornering a girl.

“Just give us your shit and we’ll leave you alone,” One of the men says.

“Please, I don’t have anything!”

“Hey!” You shout, rounding the corner of the alley and stepping into it.

The two men whip around and look at you.

“Who the hell are you?” One of the men asks.

The girl from behind them runs past them and runs past you, leaving the alleyway.

“Shit! You let her get away!” One man says to the other.

“Well, we’ve got a replacement,” The other man says, pointing to you.

“Give us your backpack,” One of them demands.

“What? No!” You say.

The men walk closer to you.

“What’s in there?”

“None of your business!” You say.

“Grab her!”

Both of the men continue to walk closer to you. One of them reaches for you. “Leave me alone!” You say, throwing a punch at the man reaching for you.

Your first connects with the side of his face, but it doesn’t seem to affect him that much.  

“Awe princess, that was a weak punch!”

The man punches you back. His fist connects with your nose and it knocks you to the ground. You land on your hands and knees. You gasp when you hear the crack of your nose. “Fuck,” You mutter, watching as your blood spills from your nose and seeps into the white snow below you.

You feel a tug at your backpack. You quickly roll onto your back and kick up at the man trying to grab your backpack. He stumbles back and you quickly stand up.

“You want round two, princess?” The man asks.

“We can take you easily,” The other man says.

You throw a punch at one of the men. He catches your fist and smiles at you. He punches you with his free hand. The men take turns punching you.

Punch. Punch. Punch. Punch. Punch. Punch.

You can’t even find time to catch your breath between their punches.

One final punch to the side of your face knocks you onto the ground. You lay in the snow, looking up at the sky.

The men stand above you and smirk down at you. “Flip her over so I can grab her backpack.”

The man flips you onto your stomach, and peels your backpack from your shoulders.

“No,” You say weakly.

You hear the zipper of your backpack.

“It's just a ton of junk!” One of the men says.

You hear the rustling of all your notebooks and papers.

“I’m dumping this useless shit!”

You watch as your notebooks and papers land right next to your face. Your backpack lands on top of them.

“What a waste!”

You watch as the men leave the alleyway, leaving you by yourself.

You roll over onto your back, wincing at the pain. You look up, watching the snow fall from the sky. You gasp, trying your best to catch your breath from the punches.

“F..Fuck,” You stutter out, the coldness of the snow your laying in taking a toll on you.

You push yourself into a sitting position. You reach over and grab your backpack. You grab the pile of notebooks and papers and shove them into the backpack.

You stand up and pull your backpack onto your shoulders. You shiver as the wind blows and hits your wet clothes. You pull your arms against your body, hugging yourself for warmth.

“Not too much further,” You say, stepping out of the alleyway and seeing the Avengers Tower in the distance.

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You stumble into the Avengers Tower.

“Mr. Stark, Y/N has arrived,” JARVIS announces.

Within seconds, Tony is running into the room. “Y/N! You could’ve at least called to say you were going to be la-” Tony pauses when he sees your face. “What the hell happened to you?”

“I… I,” You stutter, shivering.

“Hey, geek,” Natasha walks into the room. “What the fuck?”

“He...hey,” You reply, wrapping your arms around yourself to try and get warm.

Natasha immediately moves to you. She places the back of her hand to your forehead. “You’re freezing cold. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up and into a warm shower.”

Natasha gently grabs you by your shoulder and starts leading you through the Avengers Tower. After a few minutes of walking through the tower, Natasha leads you into a bedroom. She leads you through the room and into a connecting bathroom.

You stand in the middle of the bathroom, staring at yourself in the mirror. You look rough.

Natasha moves to stand in front of you, blocking your view of yourself. She sets some clothes on the counter. “Let’s take your backpack off,” Natasha says softly, gently moving her hands to the straps of your backpack. She slides the bag off of your shoulders and sets it on the bathroom counter.

“My stuff,” You point to your bag. “It’s all wet.”

Natasha looks at your backpack and then back at you. “So, are you, we need to warm you up, and then we can worry about that, okay?” You glance at your backpack and then back at Natasha. “Okay,” You whisper.

“Go ahead and take your coat off,” Natasha instructs softly.

You shrug your coat off, the wetness of the coat making it heavy. Natasha grabs the coat from you and sets it on the counter.

“Why don’t you hop in the shower and get warmed up,” Natasha says. “I’ll be right out here if you need anything,” Natasha points to the connecting bedroom. “I brought you some clothes and a towel. And when you’re done, I’ll clean you up, okay?”

You nod, “Yeah.”

Natasha exits the bathroom, closing the door behind her. You move to the shower, and turn the handle to the hot side.

You move your hands to the bottom of your hoodie and you pull it over your head. You drop the hoodie to the floor. You move your hands to the bottom of your tshirt and pull it over your head - damn the New York weather really called for layers and right now, you’re really hating it, you just want to take a warm shower. You drop your shirt to the floor. You slip out of your vans and kick your jeans off. You strip off your underwear and your bra, adding them both to the pile of clothes beneath you.

You move to the shower, where there is now steam emitting from the water. You step into the shower and you feel your muscles immediately relax. You watch as your blood runs down the drain below you. You stand under the water, letting it run down your body and warm you up. After a few minutes, you finally feel warm. You shut the shower off and step out. You grab the towel and wrap in around yourself.

You quickly dry yourself off with the towel before pulling on the clothes that Natasha left for you. You’re in a pair of black sweatpants and a navy blue hoodie.

You open the door and poke your head into the bedroom. Natasha is sitting on the edge of her bed. She looks up when you open the door.

“Ready for me to clean your cuts?” Natasha asks, standing up.

“Yeah,” You say with a nod.

“Come sit,” Natasha points at her bed.

You move into the bedroom and sit down on the bed.

Natasha moves to the bathroom. She returns to the bedroom with a first aid kit. She sits next to you, facing you. You move to copy her position so she has better access to your face.

Now that your adrenaline has faded, you’re definitely starting to feel the pain of all the cuts, bruises and your broken nose.

Natasha is quick to clean your cuts up, wiping them with an alcohol wipe and cleaning up any remaining blood that didn’t come off in the shower.

“Why don’t you rest,” Natasha says, standing from the bed.

“I.. I have to work,” You say, “That’s why I’m here in the first place.”

“I don’t think Tony will mind,” Natasha informs.

“Okay,” You nod.

Natasha pulls the covers back and you slide underneath them. Natasha pulls the covers back up to cover you.

“Get some sleep,” Natasha says. “I’ll be here when you wake up, geek.”

You smile at the use of your nickname. You suddenly feel the exhaustion from your events of the day. Your eyes feel heavy and you give in, closing them. You’re asleep within seconds.

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Your eyes flutter open. You look around and quickly sit up. This isn’t your room. This is quite the opposite of your room. While your room has cork boards full of papers with ideas, and sticky notes hung all around your room and is overall just a mess of papers, this one is nice and tidy.

You pull the covers off of you and move to sit on the edge of the bed. You stand up and move to the bathroom. You peek in, looking for your backpack and your clothes. But they aren’t where you left them.

You turn around and step back into the bedroom. You notice your phone on the bedside table. You pick it up and shove it into your pocket. You walk to the door and open it. You step out into the hallway carefully. You look to the left and then to the right, not sure where to go.

You stuff your hands into the pockets of the sweatpants and decide to walk to the left.

“Y/N! Hey!”

You turn around, seeing Natasha running towards you.

“Hey, sorry,” You say. “I was trying to find you.”

“Oh, no big deal,” Natasha says. “JARVIS notified me that you left my room, so I ran down here.” Natasha smiles at you. “Come on, this way,” Natasha says, turning around.

You turn around and you and Natasha fall into step.

“Tony is impressed with your work,” Natasha says, as the two of you step into the elevator.

“What work?” You ask.

“You mentioned the stuff in your backpack got wet,” Natasha says. “So, we took it out to try and get it to dry. Tony took a look at some of your ideas and creation ideas.”

“Oh,” You look down at your feet embarrassed. Your creation ideas were definitely things that would be hard or nearly impossible to do, especially with the equipment you have access to.

“I think he might ask to work on some of those with you,” Natasha says. “The two of you are geeks,” Natasha says, gently bumping her shoulder with yours.

You smile at Natasha. “Yeah, I think you’ve mentioned that once or twice.”

The elevator doors open and you and Natasha step into Tony’s lab. Natasha sits at one of the tables and you sit down next to her.

“I’m glad to see you’re okay,” Tony says, stepping into view.

“Thanks,” You say.

“So, what happened?” Tony asks, setting down his wrench on the table and sitting across from you.

“I was waiting for Happy to pick me up,” You say. “And he never showed, so I-”

“Wait,” Tony interrupts. “Happy never showed?”

“No,” You say, shaking your head. “So, I started walking, and there were these guys harassing a girl in an alleyway,” You tap your fingers on your thighs. “I stepped in to help and, well, this happened,” You point at your face.

“I had an idea,” Natasha says.

“What’s that?” You ask.

Tony looks at Natasha, also curious about Natasha’s idea.

“If you’re up for it, I could teach you some fighting techniques. That way, you never end up in a situation like today.”

“That would be helpful,” You say. “I’ve never really fought before,” You admit.

“I think that’s a brilliant idea!” Tony says.

“It’s settled then,” Natasha says, smiling at you.

“We can split your time here,” Tony suggests. “You can help me down here for half of your work day and spend the other half with Natasha.”

“That sounds like a good plan,” You say with a smile.

“Now, I’ll call Happy to come pick you up and take you home. You’ve had a rough day,” Tony says. “We’ll pick up tomorrow. I have a lot to talk to you about.”

“Don’t worry about calling Happy,” Natasha says. “I’ll take Y/N home.”

“I can just walk home,” You say.

“No!” Natasha and Tony say at the same time.

“Are you sure, Natasha?” Tony asks.

“Yeah, it’s not a problem,” Natasha says.”Plus, it seems like Happy isn’t reliable anymore.”

“Yeah, I’ll have to call him and see what happened,” Tony says.

“Come on, let’s get you home,” Natasha says.

“Don’t forget this,” Tony says, tossing you your backpack.

You catch the bag. “Thanks.” You pull your backpack onto your shoulders.

You and Natasha step into the elevator. “I have your clothes in the dryer, but you can just grab them tomorrow when you come over,” Natasha says. “If that’s okay, anyway?”

“That’s fine,” You say with a nod. “Thank you.”

Natasha steps out of the elevator and you follow her. She leads you to a garage.

“So, which car is yours?” You ask, looking at all of the sports cars.

“These are all Tony’s,” Natasha says, pointing at all the sports cars. “This right there, this is mine,” Natasha says, placing her hand on the motorcycle.

“Oh, no, definitely not,” You say, taking a step back from the vehicle.

“Oh come on, geek!” Natasha says, taking the helmet off of the seat.

“I am not getting on that!” You say.

“I’ll drive safe, I promise,” Natasha says.

You sigh. “Fine,” You say.

“Here, this is to protect that pretty face of yours,” Natasha says, holding the helmet out for you.

You take the helmet. “What about you?” You ask, not seeing another helmet.

“I’ll be fine,” Natasha says, getting onto the motorcycle.

You pull the helmet over your head.

“You somehow look geekier than normal,” Natasha says, looking at you.

You chuckle. “I’m taking that as a compliment. “You should,” Natasha says with a chuckle. “Now get on!”

You get on the motorcycle and wrap your arms around Natasha’s waist.

“Ready?” Natasha asks.

“No,” You say. “But I don’t really have a choice.”

“You’re right, you don’t,” Natasha says, revving the engine.

Natasha takes off.

---

After about fifteen minutes of you shouting the directions to your apartment at Natasha, you arrive. She pulls in front of the building.

You get off of the motorcycle and pull the helmet off. “Thanks for the ride,” You say with a smile.

“Anytime,” Natasha says. “And I mean it. If you need a ride, call me,” Natasha says. “Give me your phone.”

You pull your phone out of your pocket and hand it to Natasha. She quickly types her number in.

“Let me know if you need a ride, okay?”

“I will,” You say. “Now, you need this to protect your pretty face,” You say, reaching forward and sliding the helmet onto Natasha’s head.

“Thanks, geek,” Natasha says. “I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“Bye, Nat,” You say.

Natasha speeds off.

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[bluelove24]

Title: Missing Piece.

EXO Kai x Male Reader

Authors Note: This is my first story, if you read this and like it let me know! Feedback is welcome and greatly appreciated, no hate please.

Content: strong language and angst.

Y/N POV:

After a long day at work you walked into your apartment, all you wanted to do was take a shower, eat something and go to bed. You worked as a primary school teacher, you loved your job but it was so tiring. You were to tired to even cook dinner so you decided to order something to eat. After taking a shower and changing into some comfortable clothes the food finally arrived, you sat down to eat and started watching a show when your phone started ringing. Looking at the screen you saw the name “ Kai🐻” flash across the screen, your boyfriend’s nickname.

“Hey…” Just from the time of his voice you knew something was wrong.

“What’s wrong? Are you ok?” You paused your show so you could focus on the call better.

“Yeah just extra tired, I don’t think I’ll go back to your apartment tonight, I’ll just go home and I’ll maybe see you later on tomorrow.” You could hear the tiredness in his voice, hell you were tired as well, but you couldn’t help the pang of sadness at the prospect of not seeing your boyfriend today. The last time you guys saw each other was a 3 weeks ago before he started rehearsals for the upcoming comeback, you guys managed to talk almost every day but it still wasn’t enough. You longed for him, his touch, his warmth, his everything but you couldn’t be selfish like that. This was his passion and as much you wanted to see him again you would have to wait. You knew the moment you agreed to be his boyfriend that the relationship wouldn’t be easy, after all he’s an idol and you’re a teacher. As cliche as it sounds you guys where from two different worlds and yet you had agreed because you fell in love with him.

“Ok… uhm… well I’ll see you tomorrow hopefully… please let me know when you get home… be careful… I love you.” You said while looking at a picture of the two of you from your first date 2 years ago, it was in a carnival and you still had the teddy bear he won for you that day. You smiled remembering that day, you can still remember how nervous you were about going on the date. Before you can go down memory lane more you heard a sigh from the phone.

“I’ll let you know when I get home… have a good night babe… I love you.” The call ended before you could say anything more. You sighed and started cleaning out everything, you saved the food that was supposed to be for Kai for tomorrow. After cleaning out everything you went brushed your teeth and went to bed, you hugged the bear that Kai won for you on your first date.

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After that conversation on the phone you still have not seen your boyfriend and it’s been two weeks. Each night the conversation went shorter and shorter to the point where it was just now a text message saying “I love you” from your part. You started to worry about your boyfriend, he has yet to reply to your texts after 3 days. You decided to go to the studio after work to check on Kai. You walked into the SM Entertainment building and went straight to the studio, perks of dating one of their idols was having access to certain parts of the building. The only people who knew about your relationship was the group members and management. You get to the dance studio and see a few of the guys there talking, they look like they just finished practicing or were taking a break. You walked in, hoping that one of the guys in the studio was Kai but he wasn’t there. You saw Suho, Chanyeol and Sehun resting and talking. Chanyeol noticed you first and pointed to you notifying the others. Suho looked at you and went over to give you a hug.

“Hey Y/N long time no see! What brings you here?” They all looked tired but they still gave you a hug.

“I’m good, how’s the comeback coming along?” You asked, even though you don’t spend so much time with them you still considered them close friends.

“It’s going well! Working hard to give our fans the comeback they deserve, we’re so excited.” Sehun said.

“I’m so happy to listen to it and watch you guys back in your element.” You said happily. “So where are the others?” You asked trying not to sound so desperate.

“Right the others…” Chanyeol said with a smirk. Suho gave Chanyeol a slight shove.

“Well I am genuinely asking about the others but… I’m also worried about Kai I haven’t heard from him for a few days not even a text. Do you guys know where he is?” You asked worried.

Suho cursed under his breath. “Come with me Y/N, you guys stay here and wait for the food we’ll be right back.” You started to worry now but tried to keep it from showing and went after Suho. After a while of waking we stopped in front of what I recognize is the gym. “I knew he was bad but I didn’t think he was this bad… we always knew he was passionate about work but this is far too much. He’s the first to arrive and the last to leave, he told me he was going home to you. I would have called you earlier, I didn’t know he wasn’t talking to you. Maybe now that you’re here you can calm him down. Take all the time you need, you know where to find us.” Suho walks away leaving me standing in front of the doors to the gym. I could see from the window on the door that he was in the middle of an intense workout. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves and walk in.

After not seeing him for long I can feel my heart beating so fast. There he is, so close and yet so far. I take another deep breath and call to him.

“Kai…” he doesn’t respond to me, he’s so focused on his workout and the music to even hear me. His phone is blasting music so it’ll be hard to get his attention, I try again with no success. At this point I’m getting frustrated, I grit my teeth and call his name louder this time. “Kim Jong In!” He stops working out and turns around looking for whoever is calling him. Once he sees me he frowns, confusion showing all over his face.

“Y/N…? What are you doing here? When did you get in?” He pauses the music, takes a sip of water and walks over to another machine continuing to work out.

“Well… I-… I came to see how you are since you don’t answer my calls or texts and you know I haven’t seen you since forever…” I walk closer to him. He looks different, he’s skinnier, he has bags under his eyes, he looks sick. “I’ve missed you…” I step in front of him. He hasn’t even looked at me he continues to work out.

“I’m fine just getting a quick workout before going back to practice, we are so close to getting everything perfect.” He doesn’t even look at me, his eyes are somewhere else, his focus is somewhere else.

“Listen how about you take a break, the guys are getting food we could eat with them or maybe we could go home…? I could make something to eat or pickup some takeout?” He still doesn’t look at me. “We could cuddle and watch a movie.” No response. “We could maybe rob a bank?” Nothing. My heart is breaking, the man I love, the man who holds my heart is more focus on working out and not me. I take a deep breath and crouch down looking at his face but his eyes are not even looking at me he’s looking through me. It’s like I’m not even here. “I’m trying to be reasonable and respectful an-and understanding but I’m tired ‘gin… I’m tired of waiting for you to make some time for me. I’m tired of everything it’s like we’re not even a couple.” No response. “KAI!” I raise my voice finally grabbing his attention.

“What? Can’t you see that I’m busy!” He gets up, finally looking at me.

“Oh so he can hear me!” You look directly at him, anger evident in your face. But also deep down sadness, this is not what you came here to do. “Look why don’t we go home and rest, I’ll make something so that you can eat a proper meal and get some rest… how does that sound?” You try and be softer, you didn’t want to fight you just wanted to have him back.

“I’m busy… I don’t have time to play house with you. I don’t have time to go home and rest just so that you can feel better about yourself by taking care of me. Is that it? You feel useless with nothing to do you want to get me to make you feel better about yourself? Are you unhappy in your pathetic job? You’re unhappy with your pathetic life? Well guess what I don’t have time for this and I don’t have time for you.” He looks at you with so much anger and frustration.

All you can do is stand there looking at him with a shocked expression. In the entirety of your relationship you’ve never seen him this angry. This was a new person, this was not the man you fell in love with, this was a stranger. You didn’t notice the tears running down your face, you didn’t notice how your breath was stuck in your throat. You stood there, in shock about what just happened. You needed to get out of there, no matter how much you loved him you were not going to stand there anymore, if he wanted you gone then that’s what you’ll do. “O-ok… I-I’ll leave but… don’t call me… don’t text me… don’t come to my house. This is the end for us ‘gin.” You turn around quickly and walk quickly to the exit. You wanted to break down and cry but you couldn’t afford to do that here. You wiped the tears from your face and kept walking not even noticing where you were going. You had your head down so you didn’t notice Chanyeol.

“Y/N! I was on my way to get you guys food’s here come o-…” he noticed your red face and the tears that were spilling out. “Hey! Are you ok?! Talk to me what’s wrong?!” He holds you trying to get you to look at him. “What happened? Wait where’s Kai?” He looks behind you to the direction you came from but doesn’t see anyone.

“Please let me…” you whisper softly. “I- I I- I need to leave… please.” That last part you look at him and he can finally see your broken expression.

“What happened to you? Why are you crying?” He looks genuinely concerned for you.

“It’s over…” You managed to say and look at his shocked expression. He’s so shocked with what you said that he loosened his grip on you. This is your opportunity to leave so you remove yourself from his grip and continue to walk towards the exit.

Chanyeol is so in shock that he realized a little too late that you left. He doesn’t know what to do, go after you or go towards his brother. If your that devastated Kai must be heartbroken. “Kai…” He runs towards the gym he needed to see his brother. He walks into the gym to see Kai drinking water… and he looks completely fine… “What’s going on? Y/N left crying and you’re… fine?” He’s confused.

“I’m ok, we’re on a break. Now I can focus on the comeback without silly distractions.” Kai says while standing up and gathering his things. “Let’s go back to practice.” He walks out of the gym leaving Chanyeol completely in shocked. They’re on a break? But Y/N looks completely devastated and Kai looks completely fine. He walks towards the dance studio and sees that Kai is not there. Chanyeol thinks this is the perfect moment to tell the guys everything he just learned.

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Time skip: 5 months.

After that day in SM Entertainment you were completely broken, you couldn’t believe what happened. The next day Chanyeol came to your house to check up on you. Apparently Kai thought you guys were taking a break. You told Chanyeol everything that happened. You guys spend the day together, he didn’t want to leave you alone for a while. The first few weeks everything hurt, you couldn’t focus on anything, you became a robot. Get up, go to work, go home, go to bed and then do it all again the next day. You listened to the comeback, as always it was great and even though what happened you were still proud of your friends and your boy- your ex boyfriend. Because of the comeback you didn’t get to spend more time with Chanyeol, you guys talked from time to time but it was becoming less and less.

After 3 months of crying and suffering from the breakup you decided to get up and do something different. You were on summer break so work was out of the picture. You started hanging out with friends from work and going out more. You started feeling like a new version of you, the heartbreak is in the past. This new chapter was dedicated to you, Y/N L/N.

Five months had passed when Chanyeol and the guys came back. He invited you to the dorms to celebrate their return. You didn’t want to go since you could run into Kai but he assured you he wouldn’t be there. So you decided to go, you missed your friend after all.

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You walked into the dorm of EXO. You feel like it’s been ages since you last walked those halls. You saw Chanyeol and the guys, it’s been so long since you guys saw each other but it felt like no time had passed. You guys were watching a movie when what you feared the most happened. Kai walked into the living room, you tried to ignore him, act like he wasn’t there. Last time you heard from him was a few days after your breakup where he tried to to apologize. You kept your gaze on the movie, he’s not there, just keep looking at the screen. You kept repeating yourself that, he’s not there just look at the screen. But you could still feel his gaze on you, while you were focused on the tv he was focused on you. The rest of the guys noticed and started signaling each other, they wanted you guys to talk. Thing is they forgot that you are a teacher, you realized their intention and while they had good intentions it wasn’t up to them it was up to you if you wanted to talk and you were not ready, not yet. So you planned your exit, you had to move quickly. You got up and announced you where leaving, you had plans with some friends from work to go to dinner so you had to get going. You said a quick goodbye to the group and left in a hurry, not even looking at him or the familiar hoodie he was wearing. You got out of the dorms and headed to your car, you needed a way out, this was a bad idea. It was too soon, you had started to get better you were better. Why did he had to show up! Before you could reach your car a voice called to you.

“Y/N! Stop!” It was him, no matter how much you tried to forget about him. His voice was still carved in to your soul. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. “Please don’t go… not yet anyway.”

You turned around and could finally see him, Kai, your love, your life. Standing there was the man you gave everything to, the man who broke your heart. He walked towards you, with slow steps. You could feel your heart beating harder the closer he got, it was like your own heart was trying to escape from your chest. Step by step he got closer to you, until he was just few feet away from you. You took a deep breath trying to calm yourself but it was harder to do. You guys stood there looking at each other, you looked into his eyes, those same eyes that would shine with the light of the universe every time he would laugh. His hair was little bit messy, but he looked adorable, no matter what happened he still could make your heart melt.

“Please… can we talk? I just need a few minutes of your time, that’s all I’m asking for, just a few minutes and then you can leave.” He looked tired, exhausted.

You took a deep breath and turned around towards your car, you opened the door and before getting you looked at him. “Let’s talk… but not here, I’m going home.” You got in your car and looked at him standing there, he nodded at you and went to his car. Your drive home felt so short, it was almost like on autopilot, every time you stopped at a red light you would look in the rear view mirror and could see him following you. You arrived to your apartment and went straight up, after getting in and removing your shoes you went to make some tea, waiting for him to come in. After a few minutes you heard your front door open and close, and some movement come from the living room. It felt weird, after so long he was here. You prepared both of your tea, just like he liked it and went to the living room. He was sitting there looking at the pictures on the wall, there used to be pictures of the both of you, now the ones hanging there are pictures of you and some friends at the beach from a trip that you took recently, he was frowning at the pictures.

“Here…” you hand him his tea and sit down on a chair in front him. Both of you just sipped your tea in silence, you would look his way every once in a while but his look was somewhere else deep in thought. You cleared your throat pulling him back down to reality. “Are you finished.” You motioned to his empty cup. He hands it to you and you take them to the kitchen. You return to the living room and sit down in the same chair. Waiting. “So-“.

“I’m sorry.” He cut you off. “Let me speak first… please.” He looks into your eyes and you could see tears threatening to fall. You take a deep breath and nod. “I’m so sorry for the way I acted, the way I treated you that day. I know I hurt you, I know I fucked up but please I just want you to know that I’m so sorry for what I did and said.” He’s shaking, crying, but he doesn’t break eye contact with you. “What I said was wrong and I want you to know that I don’t believe the words I said to you, not for one second. You’re the best thing that has happened to me, you’ve pushed me to reach new limits in my career. Every time I would look at you I got inspired, every performance, everything I did was dedicated to you, you’re my rock, you’re my heart.” He takes a deep breath. “I was just under so much pressure and I-… I didn’t feel worthy of you… I know that sounds like a lame excuse but you’ve given up everything for me and I can’t do anything for you. You deserve someone who can hold your hand in public, who can take you out on a date, someone who can celebrate your greatness with the world. You don’t deserve to live your life in secret just because of me, that’s why I was trying to push you away because you deserve something better… someone better.” He sigh and looks at you. “But when you left that day… I felt like my heart was ripped out of my chest. I didn’t know that you leaving would hurt as much as it did. I couldn’t breath, I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat…everywhere I went I looked for you. Something was missing in me and it was you. I know I messed up big time but can you please… please forgive me.” He looks at you with broken eyes, and you can see the toll that this confession took.

You cleared your throat and look at him. “You broke my heart that day, because you’ve always had it. You said I was your heart and the thing is you where mine. I was proud of you, I’m proud of you. I always will. We’ve been together all these years and I’ve never complained about our relationship, yes it sucks that we can’t be together as much as I would like but you know what? I’m fine with that because the moments we spend together make up for it. I’ve loved you since the moment I saw you and I will always love you until my last breath. You’ve hurt me and I get it, it was a stressful period but that is why I’m here, if you’re feeling something you come to me! We are a couple, this relationship is not just you, it’s us. Next time don’t assume anything because when you assume something you make an ass out of you and me.” You take a deep breath and after a few seconds of silence you say. “I accept your apology and I… I forgive you.”

Kai is looking at you like you hold the whole world in your hands. And in a way you do, you are his whole world. He takes a deep breath and stands up slowly, never taking his eyes off you. He takes a few steps in your direction and stands a few feet away from you. You stand up and look into his eyes. You extend your right hand. He extends his left. After months that felt like years, your hands connect.

“It’s going to take a while but… we can work up to what we used to be.” Your eyes can’t look away from your joined hands. You finally look at his face, his mouth, his nose and finally his eyes. You hold eye contact for a few minutes, both of you enjoying the silence, you hands still connected. Your heart skips a beats.

“Can… can I hug you… please?” His voice is merely but a whisper and if it wasn’t for how close you guys are you wouldn’t have heard him but you did so you nod. He pulls you close to him and wraps his long arms around you, tightening them around you. Your face is in his neck and you can smell him, feel him. “I love (Y/N)… and I promise you that I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I’m not letting you go ever again.” You can feel something wet in your face, and at first you think it’s him but you realize that it’s you, you’re crying.

“Don’t ever do that again…” You cried into his shoulder, tightening your hold on him. You get up from his shoulder and look into his eyes again and you see him crying as well.

“Can I kiss you?” He whispers again. Instead of answering him you start leaning in, you close your eyes and finally your lips touch one another. And it finally feels right, it finally feels like the missing piece has been found.

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𝓛𝓲𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓭 𝓢𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓽𝓱 I : ‘𝓒𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓲𝓽’𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷

Pairing: Spencer Reid x F! Reader

Summary: Spencer always gives her a warm smile, despite being a stranger but he never imagined that their meeting would be like this.

Word count:1.3k

Warning: Mentions of the case they are working on, suicide, and stuff involving the investigation

Author’s note: I am very excited about this. It’s my first Spencer story, so let’s see how it goes.If anyone want to be added to my taglist, send me an ask. Comments and reblogs are always welcomed.

“Order for Spencer!” The barista shouted. Spencer grabbed his satchel and his papers and rushed to get his food and coffee. He was waiting for his next class to start and decided to get a snack to clear his head and revise his notes. 

He thanked the barista and went to add the insane amount of sugar he likes to add to his coffee.

That’s when he saw her again.

Spencer saw her everywhere. At the coffee shop. On the university campus. At the library. At his favorite bookstore. She was there but strangely it didn’t worry Spencer. She didn’t look dangerous or that she was a threat. She intrigued him. She looked like a normal University student, so it never raised any alarms in Spencer’s head. 

She seemed lonely though. That’s what always struck Spencer as interesting. Most college students travel in groups but she was always alone. Reminded Spencer of his time in college.

 Spencer bumped into her, carelessly. This was the first time he had seen her up close. 

“Oh, are you okay?” Spencer said to her, grabbing her forearm to stabilize her. The woman only nodded. Her eyes were focused on the door of the shop. Spencer looked in the same direction to see a man with short, brown hair standing on the other side of the street, looking at the two. Glaring at the woman. Spencer felt her shiver in his arms. 

“Uhm, thank you, sir.” She mumbled under her breath and walked out in a hurry. The man Spencer saw was gone. Spencer frowned at that. She walked to the street where the man was and just like that, she vanished too. Weird way to start the morning.

And things got weirder when Emily called him after his last class ended. 

“Hey, Reid. You are done with class, right?” She asked. 

“Yes...What’s going on?” Spencer said, packing up his things from his desk. Usually, Emily wouldn’t call him while he was on a sabbatical. Unless it was for some team activity or some dinners at Rossi’s that they plan at the last minute. 

“There’s this case and I know you are on sabbatical but we need your help,” Emily stated, trying to convey security. But her voice faltered at the end. This case had to be extra bad for Emily to call him and for her voice to be like that. 

“How fast can you get here?” She added. Spencer could hear Luke in the back talking. Spencer walked out of his classroom and started jogging to his car.

“I am on my way.” Spencer said and hung up. 

Spencer has only seen the BAU in a total mess only a handful of times. And today was one of them. Penelope was running to Emily’s office, where JJ and Emily were talking. All of them looked stressed. Rossi and Tara were talking to some agents. Rossi looked tired. The older man noticed the young doctor’s presence and called him over.

“That’s all agents. Wait for further instructions.” Tara concluded, and the agents went to their places. She let out a sigh of frustration. 

“Oh, Reid. Thank God you are here. Come on let’s get you up to speed, kid” Rossi exclaimed, signaling to the younger man to follow him.

“For the past 2 weeks, we’ve been investigating a string of murder-suicides all over Virginia and Maryland.” Matt started. Spencer looked at all the pictures of the crime scene. 

“10 men killed themselves. 5 of them were family men, and they killed their entire family before killing themselves.” JJ explained, her gaze was stuck on the photos of the families. They were happy and looked like normal, wealthy families.

“And there are no signs of foul play?” Spencer questioned.

“None, boy-wonder. But this is the weird part, none of these men had suicidal tendencies before their deaths. In fact, they were living the life. They were rich beyond all definitions of the word. They had several houses in different parts of the world and traveled to them a lot. They woke up one day and chose violence. Hell, Mark Holland, the 3rd victim, had plane tickets to Dubai.” Penelope answered. Spencer gave her a confused look. It seemed strange but nothing that the team couldn’t handle without his help. They’ve done this multiple times. Why was he called in?

Emily looked at the doctor, noticing the confusion in his face. 

“These men have no connection except being rich, privilege, and white. But their paths have never intersected. M.O is different because every suicide wasn’t carried out the same. There’s no suspicious phone calls or messages. There’s no threatening emails from one sender. There’s nothing. Only the victimology.” Matt continued.

“It’s like the puzzle from hell because everything is missing.”Penelope snorted.

“We’ve been 2 weeks on this, and we only have one lead. The fiancé of the last victim overheard him murmuring a name for days. Y/N Y/L/N. Luke is bringing her to the interrogation room.” Rossi said, looking directly at the doctor. The rest of the team turned their attention to him. There was a silence in the room. It was uncomfortable, so much that Spencer shifted in his chair.

“Reid, we need a fresh set of eyes with this woman and this case. We’ve been too invested with no rest.” Emily finally explained. Spencer just nodded and grabbed the case files and headed to the interrogation room.

As if it were a joke, Spencer saw her again. Being dragged by Luke into the interrogation room. Spencer opened the files and saw the name Y/N Y/L/N and the picture. The same woman he has been seeing everywhere was the only lead in this impossible case.

“She hasn’t said anything?” Tara asked Spencer and Luke. Y/N was staring at the glass, bored. But for the past 30 minutes, she has been silent. Not even looking at the photographs of the crime scene that were around her.

“No. I’m gonna talk with her now, I think she has had enough time to think.” Luke said. Tara nodded and left the room. Something in the back of Spencer’s mind was telling him that she wasn’t going to budge. 

“Hello, ma’am. My name is SSA Luke Alvez.” She huffed and crossed her arms. Luke smiled at her, trying to see if the nice guy approach would help.

“Do you know why you are here?”  Y/N rolled her eyes. Maybe not.

“Probably to waste taxpayer money.” She retorted. Luke let out a soft chuckle but took out the photos that were in the files.

“Do you recognize any of these men?” Luke asked. Y/N glanced at the pictures. She looked bored still but there was no sign of recognition.

“So you want to waste taxpayer money.” She laughed. “No, I don’t know who any of them are. Now can I please go?” 

“Do you know this man?” Luke asked, pulling out the picture of the last victim. She rolled her eyes again and leaned back in her chair. 

“If you are gonna keep showing me pictures of men I don’t know, at least give me some water or something.” She joked. Her body language hasn’t changed. If she had anything to do with these murders, she was a great liar.

“How about a hint? His name was Nicholas Mclain.” Y/N stiffened. Her gaze was stuck to the door, similar to the way it was at the café. 

She recognized the name but not the face? Weird. Spencer thought

Suddenly, Tara ran into the interview room. Spencer couldn’t stop her, so he entered the room with her. 

“There’s been another suicide,” Tara announced, out of breath. Luke stood up and looked at Y/N, whose eyes were trained on Spencer. 

This case wasn’t going to be easy.

[httpswwwtbhkcom]

"You got sick...”

[Oneshot/Imagine]

Pairing: Nagito Komaeda x Reader

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Summary: Komaeda finally got better the next morning and thought on going to school to retrieve your phone back to you. To his dismay, you were absent. He visited to your house with guilt that he had accidentally spread the fever to you and offered to take care of you in return.

Warning: Grammar errors, swearing,

Genre: Fluff,

Keys:

Y/n- your name, L/n- last name,

A/n: This will be the last part of “Komaeda? He’s sick today.”.

Reader: Neutral

Click here to see the other part(s) - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 (Here)

Made by: ??? (Please tell me who made this art so I could credit them!)

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With Komaeda:

Komaeda woke up a bit drained. Different, yet tired. He felt as if he was feeling more better than yesterday. He sat up and stretched, letting out a small groan at his slightly sore back.

He heard a knock, stopping him from doing anything for a second. “Come in.” The person slowly opened the door and greeted him. “Good morning, Master. Are you feeling better?” The maid asked as she checked Komaeda’s temperature. “I’m feeling better. Does that mean I could go to school again?”

“Your temperature has dropped back to it’s usual. You can go later if you’d like. Though school had started minutes ago.”

“Ah it’s fine. I’ll go later.” Komaeda smiled. ”Alright. I’ll inform your teacher later... Oh my, I almost forgot. Your food is almost ready.” The maid bowed then left. Komaeda stood up and went to his desk where your phone was located. He grabbed it and inspected the phone.

Internally, Komaeda was debating if he should look in for a bit or not. He respected your boundaries and placed the phone back.

Komaeda took a quick shower then changed into his school uniform. He walked into the dining room with his bag (and your phone) and sat on a fancy chair. As he waited for his breakfast, he kept glancing at your phone. His thoughts were cut off as a butler placed his breakfast in front of him.

Komaeda gave him a smile then ate his food.

After eating, he took his bag and walked his way to school. He went inside with minor problems but still kept his happy demeanor with him. He walked into his classroom and was met with his teacher discussing a new topic.

“Ah Komaeda! Glad to see you again. I was informed that you were coming late today. How are you?” Chisa Yukizome, you and Komaeda’s instructor, asked. “Good morning, I’m doing good today.” He answered. He heard some groans from some of his classmates but brushed it off.

He looked around the classroom but he noticed that you weren’t present. “Say, is Y/n here? I need to give them something...” Komaeda added, lightly blushing. Yukizome shook her head ‘no’. “L/n’s absent today.. I didn’t get any message or call about them either. I hope they’re alright.”

Komaeda nodded then sat on his usual seat, slumping. He knew why you were absent today. ‘I got Y/n sick.. It’s my fault. I told them to avoid me until I got better..’ He sighed. Komaeda then spaced out in the middle of lecture.

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Your POV:

You woke up at 10:45AM. You groggily sat up and glanced at the time. You panicked that you woke up late but you didn’t have the energy to move. You sneezed and felt a bit dizzy.

“I’m sick aren’t I?” You said to no one.

“Damnit.” You muttered after a few seconds then coughed.

You lied down on your bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Time skip...

With Komaeda:

After the lesson it was finally lunch. Komaeda walked to his instructor and looked down, not meeting her eyes. Yukizome noticed his odd behavior and was concerned. “Komaeda, Are you alright? What’s wrong?” She asked.

“I know why Y/n’s absent today.” He muttered, but was loud enough for her to hear. “Really? Can you tell me why?”

“Well.. For the past 2 days, they were visiting me after school while I was sick. I think I passed my fever to them... It’s my fault.” He chuckled dryly.

Yukizome placed a hand on his shoulder and reassured him “I’m sure it’s not your fault. L/n might’ve gotten it randomly. It happens sometimes.” Komaeda slowly nodded. “If you want, you can visit them after school. I’m sure they won’t mind.” She suggested.

Komaeda perked up and nodded. “Thank you, sensei!” He walked back to his seat, a small smile stitched on his face.

Mahiru came to his desk with a concerned frown on her face. “Do you know why Y/n’s absent today? I know your the last person they talked to since they told me that they were going to visit you..” She asked, her hand on his desk, demanding answers.

Komaeda gave her a small smile. “About that..” His smile slowly faltered. “I might or might not accidentally passed my fever to them..”

“I knew it.” Mahiru shook her head, clearly disappointed. “Huh?”

“Yesterday, I told Y/n to stay away from you until your alright. But Y/n didn’t listen.” Mahiru explained to the lucky student. He let out a small ‘Oh.’. “Once they get better, you better make it up to Y/n.” She told him.

“Of course.” Komaeda nodded without hesitation.

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Komaeda walked to your home after school. But he made sure to buy you some snacks before he was in your house.

He rang the doorbell until he saw the door slightly cracked open. Komaeda’s eyes widened before quickly running towards your room. He sighed in relief when he saw you lying on your bed. He looked around your room to see it was a mess.

Your eyes fluttered open when you heard a footsteps. “H-huh? Nagito?” You mumbled, staring at him wide-awake. “Y/n! I’m so sorry!” He exclaimed, tackling you to a hug.

You were now fully awake, slowly processing everything that happened. Once everything was fully-processed, you pushed him off you to his dismay. “Nagito! Don’t. You’ll get sick again! You look better already. Are you asking to get sick again?” You scolded him.

“Ah... Sorry.”

“Wait a minute.” You paused, realizing something. “How did you get in my room?! I’m sure I-”

“You didn’t lock your door Y/n.” He said, frowning. “Oh.”

“Your lucky no one was here and did anything bad to you. It’s my fault..” His voice was slowly faltering as he continue to talk. “It’s not your fault, I wasn’t being c-”

“But you got sick, Y/n.”

“Well.. True, but It’s alright. It’s my fault too.” You said trying to reassure him. “You know.” You said, making him perk up slightly. “You could repay me y’know? Like.. Taking care of me while I’m sick like when you got sick. But don’t get too close.”

He slowly nodded. Then perked up immediately, making you flinch in surprise. Komaeda apologized and gave you two things. A snack he bought you, and your phone. “My phone!” You exclaimed. “I knew I had forgotten it at your house! Thank you Nagito!”

“You’re welcome Y/n. Be right back, I’m going to close the door so no one could get in alright?”

You nodded, opening the bag and taking a handful and shoving it in your mouth. You watched him leave the room and continued eating. Soon after, you were thirsty, you were going to stand up and get a glass of water until you remembered that you left a glass of water and a snack for you to eat this morning.

You took the glass from the desk and began drinking from it.

Komaeda came back soon after and sat on her chair. “I’m really sorry for infecting you, so I thought that I could give you the extra notes I made for you.”

You awkwardly took the papers, not sure what to do, yet thankful for the boy. “Oh! Uhm, Thank you Nagito! That was... Unexpected.” You coughed. Komaeda patted your back.

“Do you have medicines lying around for your fever? If not, then I could buy you some. Least I could do.”

"I think I have some in one of the cabinets in the kitchen, can you please get it?”

He nodded then left you alone again. You felt bad that you had to tell him what to do in your home. You wanted to at least to something fun that you both liked.

Komaeda was back a few minutes later. “Sorry, I didn’t know which cabinet you kept your medicines. I found the perfect medicine for you. Here.” He handed it out to you. “This should do the trick.”

You immediately chugged the medicine and drank the remaining water you had. “Thanks.” You choked. “Wanna do something we both could enjoy? I don’t want to bore you with only taking care of me.”

“Don’t worry” He chuckled, feeling confident, but his face was tinted pink. “You being near me isn’t boring, My Ultimate Hope.”

[fandomtookoverlife]

Working Tease

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader

Summary: reader and hotch have a spicy weekend, they like to remind each other and remember their fun times while on a case. 

Note: while the summary makes it sounds like there’s smut there really isn’t 

Warning: swearing, light sexual content, lightly implied dom sub relationship  

Word count: 3k 

Category: ummmm… fluff? A little smuttiness 

A/N: I hope this is good and you like it. I just got this idea in my head and couldn’t shake it so I decided to write it. This is the first time I’ve written anything like this so go easy and I really hope you like it 

I definitely got a little softer than I meant to in the middle but I like it so. 

I swear I swear I swear spiral part 2 next 

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Masterlist 

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Oh dear god, it was Monday morning, ugh, Mondays, and the team had just come back from a rare weekend with no case. It was the best weekend, Jack was at a sleepover for the weekend so you and Aaron decided you would have a sleepover too. Much like Jack’s you didn’t do much sleeping, though for very different reasons. You had come into work achy, sore and bruised from all the handmarks and hickeys across your body. As you said, it was a fun weekend, but it came with repercussions. Those being, you hurt, everywhere. And of course, you were called in for a case. You walked into the conference room; you were the first there so you stood at the table and grabbed a file, that’s when Aaron came up behind you. You jumped, not expecting anyone to touch you, but you settled into his touch, his hands around your waist. His touch alone relaxed you, your muscles immediately loosening and feeling better. “Hey” he whispered into your ear nibbling on it as he spoke. He turned you around to face him. And you place your hand on his chest. Feeling his hard muscles through his tight fitted dress shirt. His hands move down to your ass, the simple touch sends shivers from your sensitive bottom throughout your body as memories play through your head of how you got the bruises to begin with. You slowly felt his hand cup your ass, “Aaron-” He squeezed, you took a sharp inhale and whimpered burying your head in his chest, gathering the fabric of his shirt in your hands.

 “Oh I’m sorry baby, did that hurt?” you whined at his words, he took one hand off your ass and tilted your chin up so that you were looking at him, a sad pouting look on your face, he kissed the top of your head. “Your adorable” pulling you back into his chest and moving his hand back down, using both hands to caress your ass, sending shock waves through your body as his hands continued to dance across your sensitive skin. His touch ignites all the nerves in you, your body heating up, yet still, you nuzzle your head further into Aaron’s chest, seeking comfort, a release, as your grip tightens on his shirt, and very intently making sure not a single sound leaves you. To both of your disappointment, you heard footsteps coming down the hall, he gives you a quick kiss before reclaiming his professional nature and moving a respectable distance away from you. He easily regained his composure, you're always so jealous of how he can just snap right back into work mode, you quickly turned around hiding whatever completely unprofessional expression you had on your face, though you did catch a slight smirk on Aaron’s face, asshole. 

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You had done the briefing, squirming in your seat the whole time, Aaron had announced wheels up so you packed your bag and drove to the airstrip, again sitting uncomfortably, until finally, you made it to the jet, where you got to sit for even longer, well isn’t this perfect, the weekend wasn’t worth the torcher of the next few days-yes it was-whatever. You and Aaron were at the back of the plane, files open on your laps in front of you, everyone was nose deep in files and facing away from you. Aaron casually slips his arm from his file up your back and rests it on your shoulder. You don’t acknowledge his movement until he puts pressure on your shoulder, coaxing you towards him, at first you resist, but he’s a very persistent man so after checking the rest of the team isn’t looking you shift your weight to lean towards him. You hear movement so you lean further towards him, playing at looking at his file. When Aaron is satisfied that no one is looking he moves his hand from your shoulder to your collar, pulling it to reveal your neck, your hickey cover neck to be specific. You turn your head, looking back at his hand, moving up to his eyes. His eyes are warning with a bit of smugness behind them, he uses his knuckle returning your eyes back to the file while he goes on to reveal more of your neck. Once he is satisfied with the amount of skin he has, he places his hand on your waist. Fortunately, as you are on the aisle seat, your body is blocking most of Aaron, but you both consistently glance up, just in case. He takes a moment, admiring the delicate marks across your delicate neck, leaning in he runs his nose along your neck, before placing light chaste kisses up and down until finding a rather large hickey taking residence on your pulse point. He starts placing an open-mouthed kiss on it, running his tongue along it, you restrain yourself, closing your eyes and revelling in the feeling of his touch, as well as the shivers that run through your body. He continues his act of affection, unable to pry himself away from you, loving the way your body reacts to his and the way your neck looks with his mouth on it. His movements get smaller until lips move up to your jaw, placing a final beside your chin. You turn back to him, a find smile on both your faces, you lean in placing a soft kiss on his lips before turning back to your file, his hand still wrapped around your waste

--

You were all in a conference room, it wasn’t anything special, honestly, it was the opposite, you had all been in a lot of police stations before, always setting up in any free room with a table, and they always sucked, stuffy, dull rooms, but most of the time they at least had windows. This one didn’t have a single window, not even one on the door. The fluorescent lights were horrible and one of them had even been flickering. It was like what? 9 pm, you don’t even know anymore, you had done all the running around for today, theorized and profiled your minds away and now had little else you could do today. You had basically been sitting in silence for over 30 minutes now, after running out of things to say you had all silently agreed that no one had anything more to add but weren’t ready to give up, resulting in a tension-filled room, the only sounds being of rusting papers and creaky furniture. 

God you were ready to fall asleep right here on the table, just turn your brain off and die-you had just been staring at the same page for what feels like forever trying to read the same lines over and over until eventually, you gave up and have now, for at least the last five minutes you’ve literally just been staring, the words morphing into thick blurry lines, your eyes now focusing on the white of the page more than the ink while your brain slowly drifts away. 

Your mom would call this lala land whenever you zoned out as a kid, and really she still does any time you zone out around her. You always hated it when she snapped you back into reality; you like being in lala land, it's peaceful, your brain is empty, there are no thoughts, some peace and quiet, an escape from your own mind, which is normally a very busy place. It's kinda like your swaying to the music, except you can't hear the music, you're just floating in blissful nothingness. 

At this point you're so lost in your own mind you don't even hear the door opening nor the extra person who has come in. Though, you do notice the file you've been blankly staring at has now been taken out of your hands. Your hands have stayed in the same position, as if they still had a file in them, your eyes try and subtly scan your surroundings for it, turning your head to find Aaron with it. Your hands clenched into fists and you bring your arms back to your body, “Uhm” your mind cannot even form words right now and it is *extremely* annoying, it feels so empty like a whiteboard that has just been wiped clean, literally all you can come up with is, “what?” 

“JJ just came back with food.”

“Oh, right.” -you didn't know JJ went to get food 

You turn your attention back to the group, going to help clean up papers and hand out food but Aaron’s eyes stayed on you. 

-

When food was handed out you sat back down and Aaron sat down next to you, pulling his chair over to be closer to you, his hand going to rest on your thigh, you glance down and then look into his eyes, a little smile making its way onto your face. Your sweet smile forcing a small one on to the corners of his own lips. He shifts his posture further towards you and you mirror it, “are you alright?” 

“Of course”

His eyes narrowed slightly, “you seemed… out of it, earlier”

A wholesome feeling bloomed through your body, though you kept your physical reaction minimal, “ya, I was.” Aarons face stayed in its negative state, you moved your hand down to your thigh, placing your hand on top of his and lacing your fingers through, “don't worry, I’m back.” relief, and even a slight smile washed across Aaron’s face, he moved his hand from under yours and moved you closer to him finally settling down resting his hand on your back.

You spent the next 45 minutes eating and when you were done Aaron deemed the day was over and that you’ll start fresh in the morning. 

You all cleaned up, packed up and drove back to the hotel, all the while Aaron somehow managed to stay physically connected to you at all times. Honestly, it was kinda impressive. 

You were in your room for all of 1 minute before knocking on Aaron’s expecting door. You both quickly got ready and slipped into the comfort of the hotel bed, it wasn’t the same as your’s -or Aaron’s- but it did just fine, especially with Aaron’s warm body right next to you. You moved closer, intertwining your legs with his and laying your head on his chest. Aaron adjusted, you lifted your head slightly, letting him move freely, he took the opportunity to move your hair out from under your head and throw it behind you, he pulled your head back down to his chest. His hand kept in your hair, going back and forth from messaging your scalp and running his fingers through it, softly detangling it as he went. He loves your hair, always touching it, playing with it, and running his hands through it, while he loves all of those things, occasionally, this weekend, for example, he likes pulling it. And although you too thoroughly enjoyed the hair pulling, this was really nice too. You fell asleep to the soft sounds of his breathing, the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest and the light brushing of your hair.

--

Aaron spent the weekend marking you, so he had no shortage of sensitive places to touch you, and on cases, all he ever wanted to do was touch you.

-

This case has been such a pain in the ass, staring at the crime board in front of you. The answer is right in front of you. Just see it, it has to be here, what aren't you seeing!?

Turns out it was in front of you, the necklace the third victim was found dead with was the same one that one of the suspects from the beginning of the case was wearing when you interviewed her. 

The arrest was thankfully cut and dry; the team and the local cops ambushed her house, and while they did have the unfortunate timing of her being in the kitchen, with lots of knives, you got lucky and she didn't protest. 

Much to the entire team’s disappointment, the plane wasn’t going ready for hours, which meant that you all still have half a day to kill before you can even think about going home. So here you were, back in the conference room, again. You cannot begin to articulate how much you hate this room. You would give anything to leave it, but the team decided to start the paperwork so here you are doing the (second) worst part of the job in the worst room you've ever been in. Now, are you being over-dramatic in your personification and feelings for a room: maybe, but you don't care, you're tired and you really just want to go home, so it is what it is. 

No, but seriously, you are so bored, the combination of this room and this case is just not it. Now, this is really terrible to say, which is why you would never say it out loud, and you definitely shouldn't be thinking it in the first place. People are dead, and that really bad- that being said this case was so boring. Again, sounds bad but you're just having such a hard time concentrating, room+paper+sleep deprivation+this specific case, concentration is just not coming to you. Ok, you studied psychology, you know why you are thinking about and caring about your little problems over actual death, the brain and whatnot, but that doesn’t help stop you from feeling bad. And on top of everything else previously stated: is this internal monologue really helping you focus? Absolutely not, but here we are.  

-

Although it’s less than two hours later, it feels like an eternity. Over-dramatic again, yes, but even from halfway across the country, you can still hear your bed calling your name. That being said you're pretty proud of yourself, you've actually gotten some work done, weird right, but give yourself some credit, you've done well in this time. That is until you feel Aaron subtly place his hand on your shoulder. You notice it but you don't give it much attention, focusing on your next sentence, and even when he pulls your collar and you feel his hand on your bare skin, feather-light touches skimming across your shoulder, circling the slightly faded bruises and marks to the mostly faded bite mark. You give in, relaxing into his touch, taking a minute to stop focusing on the world and simply drift into calmness. The simple touch giving you a small reminder of his love and affection, willing you to continue, to make it through until you get home. Aaron takes his hand tucking your hair behind your ear, his hand lightly brushing jawline. Just like that, the moment has passed, both of you getting back to work.

but now with the smallest amount of extra motivation.

Aaron’s hand stays on your shoulder. 

--

As if you all hadn't waited long enough to go home already something happened with something and everyone was sitting on the plane for an extra hour before take-off. You guess you just didn’t wake up with much patience this morning because you quickly got bored of every app on your phone, out of severe boredom you somehow ended up on photos - and there you are, the last photos in your camera roll happen to be the ones you took on Saturday before Aaron got home from dropping Jack off. You had decided that you wanted to do something a little more special so you put on this very nice new set, it was a black two-piece, the bottoms were covered in lace, high waisted and cheeky. The bra was almost completely lace and see-through, the only solid parts being the boning that also happened to accent your chest perfectly, needless to say, he loved it. But of course, you, staying on brand, got impatient, you were alone in the house and he wasn’t going to be back for 15 minutes. Naturally, you found yourself in front of a mirror admiring how you look, when you picked up your phone. That's what you find yourself staring at now, looking just as good as you remember when taking them. 

-

When you were finally up in the air you had decided to play chess with Reid, you usually didn’t win but it was fun anyway, you had also carefully chosen the single set of seats near the back, a seat that you could perfectly see Aaron from who was seated on the outside seat, facing you near the front. When Reid asked why you're sitting here to play as opposed to your usual seat you shrugged it off saying no particular reason, that was far from the truth but he definitely didn’t know that.

You were halfway into the game and Aaron had been working for a while, that's when you pressed send. You put your attention to the game, Aaron looked at his phone and looked up at you but you didn't look at him until he had opened the message, catching his reaction was everything you wanted it to be. 

You tried not to smile at how he was trying to control his reaction but your ego definitely went up. His body didn’t move, posture staying tense and rigid but his eyes met yours. His eyes were angry and powerful but his pupils were dilated. You put a sweet smile on your face, feigning innocents, but winking at him before turning your attention back to the chessboard, leaving him to his own accords, having to deal with himself until he can get home. 

You couldn't help but smile knowing precisely what you did to him and when you saw your phone you had to bite back the much bigger smirk threatening your lips. 

“Your place when we land. You better drive really fucking fast” 

If he could tease you, why couldn't you tease him?

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Hey darling, i was wondering if i can have a request with ron weasley x reader. They start 7th year, the first morning of class she is getting ready with the girls (Hermione and ginny are her roomates) and she realized she packed her 5th year skirt and not the new one, she wears it anyways but its a little too short like to the mid thigh, the boys are always whistlering at her, looking at her legs and throwing "compliments". Ron doesn't like it, it makes him a little insecure but she reminds him she only loves him and she is only him's

I loveeee this concepttt, and I hope you like it<3

Promise?

Pairings : fem!reader x Jealous!RonWeasely

Warnings : Language, jealous Ron, catcalls, unprotected sex, oral (m.), classroom quickie, not proof read

Word count : something over 4K

You were totally going to flip out.

You spent so long making sure you had everything packed for the semester and here you were. It was frustrating to you, how could you miss this? This skirt was a size and a half too small, the most you moved the wrong way your whole asscheek would've been on the newsletters front page.

"It doesn't look that bad, it's wearable." Ginny stated, genuinely not finding a problem in you skirt as she brush through her red locks. "Besides you definitely have the legs for it." She tried to cheer you up as you stared at yourself in the body length mirror.

It's was your first day of year 7 and you were already off to a bad start. You wore this exact skirt on this exact day 2 years ago. You had grown since then, you were no longer a child, yet somehow you still managed to squeeze yourself right into this god awful skirt. It stopped down right at your mid thigh, and to say this was out of your comfort zones would be an understatement. You were on the verge of just deciding not to show up for classes today. Though you knew Hermione was never going to let that actually happen.

"You think I'd get away with it?" You pouted, and both of the girls nodded.

"You look like some of the muggle girls I see back home. They have interesting taste, personally I'd never pull it off, but you do, very well." Hermione spoke in hopes to cheer you up.

It didn't work very well.

"And if anyone asks just say you're making a fashion statement." Gin spoke, sending the idea through your head for only moment before you shook it out.

"No one makes fashion statements at Hogwarts... it's basically forbidden." You whined, stomping your foot on the ground.

"Says who?"

"It's an unspoken rule amongst like... everyone." You sighed in response.

Ginny rolled her eyes, standing from the edge of her bed. It was time to head for breakfast and meet up with the boys. You've been rambling about this since you got back to campus. You had yet to see Ronald, and you were overly ecstatic to see his beautiful face yet again. He and Harry sent you letters all summer long but you were busy doing things back in your hometown. You wanted to sneak out last night, but the two of you agreed on the morning. Besides, most of your classes were together, including your off period meaning you too got to do whatever you pleased for a whole hour. What's not exciting about that?!

"We have to get going soon, y/n. I'm hungry, and Hermione is halfway out the door already." Ginny spoke, grabbing you bag from off the floor as well. "No one is going to notice, you look fine." She reassured you. "And if anyone says anything about my sister-in-law we will be having some words." She smiled sweetly making your cheeks hot.

"Me and Ron aren't even married." You fought back you smiled as you took your bag from the girl. She was basically like the little sister you've always wanted. "And after today I might die of embarrassment, so we never will be."

"I think you look great. Now. Can we go?" Hermione stood, ready to start her day.

"Ugh, fine." You groan, both of the girls smiling widely at you. "But I'm only giving myself until 3 class before I started sobbing." You sighed as Hermione took your hand in hers. Leading you to the door.

"Please, you won't make it past snap me if he sees you in the hallway." Ginny scoffed, your eyes widening as you realized she was right.

"What if he dress codes me? Or all the teachers think I'm a whore? Oh god, I'm going to get kicked out-"

"Y/N! You're skirts not even that short, and I was talking about you holding in tears!" Ginny sighed, closing the room down behind the 3 of you.

You couldn't help it, you were on a rollercoaster of emotions up all the way to the dining hall. That's where the lot of your friends stood in the halls catching up and sending you sweet smiles and took you how good you looked. You're cheeks were burning hot, and the compliment made you want to curl up into a ball.

"Look, there they are!" Hermione spoke, pointing to the two boys, already digging into the food on their plates. You noticed the extra cup of juice and muffin on Ron's plate, he saved it just for you, knowing how uneasy your stomach is in the mornings.

A bright smile formed on your face as you began making your way towards your boyfriend. Your smile slowly faded as loud group of ravenclaw boys in the corner of the cafeteria sent loud whistle noises through the air. Your eyes went to them immediately before you noticed their sights set on you. Ron's head turned slowly too, not very interested in whatever poor girl they were harassing until his gaze was set on you.

His jaw nearly dropped to the floor. You looked beautiful, as you always did. You were walking with that smile you do when your uncomfortable, and your finger freshly manicured fingers gripping the strap of your book bag. You were dressed in your regular uniform, except when you scanned you over his eyes got stuck on the length of your legs. They were nice, they looked warm, and comfortable. He's see your legs before though, he's seen each of your boys part very close and intimately before but, now everyone was seeing what was usually reserved for his eyes only.

"People are staring." You mumbled.

"Let's just get to the table so they have nothing to stare at." Hermione spoke and you nodded.

"Nice skirt, Y/L/N!" A voice called out from somewhere in the cafeteria.

You ignored the comment, heading straight for your boyfriend who stood quickly from his seat at the table to greet you.

You're smile returned as you approached, neither of you waiting too long to wrap up in each other's arms. You threw your arms over his shoulder, his cinnamony scent taking over you nostrils almost instantly. His arms wrapped around you waist, gripping you tightly as he soaked in your presence. You felt your body release all tension it held and for a brief moment in time you forgot all about-

"Hey y/n," you're attention broke away from the warmth of Ron's body sinking into yours to the tall brunette with a bright smile on his face. "There's a party in the commons later, you should drop by." He spoke, eyes falling down your body, taking their sweet time in returning back to your face.

"Oh uhm, sure thing Cedric." You spoke, pulling away from you're red headed boyfriend.

"You guys can come too if you want." He spoke looking at the rest of your friends. "Can't wait to hear all about your summer, y/n." He spoke to you, sending a wink before waving goodbye.

You and Cedric had a few classes together, but you were never super close friends. Definitely not close enough to be inviting each other to party's.

"Since when are you Cedric best friends?" Your boyfriend asked noticing the way Cedric totally checked you out and how you didn't even notice.

"We're not. He was just being friendly." You shrugged it off, not seeing much more too it. You sent your boyfriend a sweet smile, unable to contain your happiness that you were finally reunited. "Now am I going to have to pretend that I want you to kiss me or are you going to read my mind?" You joked. Ron smiled, shaking off the weird feelings. His hands moved up to cup your face, bringing yours up to his until your lips came together. He tasted like orange juice and some type of tart berry.

"Oh young love. I love love." Lunas voices spoke breaking your kiss apart. Suddenly you pushed your boyfriend away to hug your other friend Luna. You missed her all too much this summer, seeing her again made your heart happy. "Hello." She giggled.

"It's good to see you, Luna. I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you too, y/n." Your friend smiled sweetly as you finally let her go, giving her space to breathe. "Bold fashion choice, really shows off your legs. You have nice legs." She commented, making your cheeks turn hot.

"Thank you, Luna." You smiled. "It wasn't really intentional, but I have to stick it out for the next few days." You explain and she nods.

"Hey y/n!" A voice called from across the cafeteria again. "Looking good!"

  You smile a bit, not really sure how to respond to the comment. You haven't changed much over the summer. Maybe you grew a few centimeters, and changed your hair up a bit, but you were still the same old y/n. It was like you haven't know half of this dining hall for the past 6/7 years of you life.

  "You've got to be kidding me." Ron scoffed, eyeing around the room from who the sound came from.

  "Ronnie, it's whatever, let's just sit, yeah" you hummed looking the spot he had reserved to you. "Muffins, my favorite." You tried changing the subject but you could still tell how the comment made from some asshole across the way bothered him. His cheeks were glowing red and his eyes squinting a bit. His lips pressed together in a thin line as you guided him to sit back down at the breakfast table.

  The day past very slowly. Teachers making snide remarks about skin, groups of girls whisper in the halls as you passed, and the occasional whistle call from a boy who just couldn't help himself.

  You were invited to the same party about 4 different times today. Each times with your boyfriend present, as if he wasn't standing right there. Some 5th year even tried asking you out in front of Ron, you saved his life by not respond and just pretending you didn't hear. Ron would've ripped the kids ears off if you acknowledged the plain foolery.

   "Where are you going, Ronald?" You asked as class ended. The two of you were supposed to spend your first free period of the school year together in the garden with sweets you snuck here from back home. Right now he just wanted to get out of the classroom as quickly as possible. "Ron!" You spoke louder, your steps quick in order to catch up with him.

  "I heard you the first time, y/n." He turned his head to gripe. Your eyebrows furrowed together at the unnecessarily aggressive comment.

  "If you didn't want to hang out with me, you could've just said. You don't have to be a dick about it." You scoffed, shaking your head even though he couldn't see your obviously hurt visual reaction.

  His hand reached out for your wrist, before you could walk away. You didn't want to cause a scene in the hallway full of students rushing to be out of the halls in a jiffy. You allowed Ron to drag you along with him, until he opened up an empty class room door. He pulled you in, shut the door behind you and spelling it shut so no one would interrupt the two of you.

  "You're not seriously going to that party tonight are you?" He scoffed out first, setting his bag on the ground as he turned to look at you with disappointment.

  "People are expecting me there, Ron. Everyone is going!" You sighed.

  "Doesn't mean you have to!"

"Is that why you're upset? A party? Bloody hell Ronald." You cursed, annoyed with the red head.

  "I'm upset because guys have been flirting with you like crazy all day and you just bloody let them!" He growled as you set your own bag down. "Don't act as if you had all of these friends last year, when we both know you didn't. The only reason the want you to go is so they can stare at your ass some more!" He fired your eyes widening a bit. It made perfect sense... You rarely ever spoke to Cedric before, or half of the boys that approached you today. You took all of their friendly gestures as... friendly gestures. Pulling out seats for you, complimenting your appearance, everything, you thought they were just being kind.

  "Excuse me, I don't see the worst in everyone. It's a new year, we're growing up, they were just being nice! You defend."

  "To you!" He snaps.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You're arms dropped from being crossed over your chest. His mouth opened to respond before shutting again, shaking his head and muttering a quick "never mind, it's nothing". "What did you mean, Ron." You spoke seriously, honestly quite annoyed with his behavior.

  "I've had to watch every boy in this school practically drool all over you since breakfast." He spoke up. You had forgotten about breakfast. "The whistles, the compliments, I even heard some Slytherin talk about winning you over at the party tonight." He sighed, explaining his anger. Was he jealous?

  "But literally everyone knows I'm yours, Ronnie." You respond in a softer tone, taking a step towards him. "I've been your for almost a whole year now, The thought of not being with you hasn't even crossed my mind."

  "Do you think they care, y/n?" He scoffed again. "Your hot, your smart, and you have a boyfriend, your a perfect target!" He whined.

  "I'm not going to be won over by cheap pick up lines and bad booze."

  "Are you sure? Because Cedric seems to think that your already begging him to sweep you off your feet. Was whispering about it all class." He pouted and you heart dropped into your stomach. "And why wouldn't you? He's good looking, sporty, funny, charming, and apparently he's a great kisser."

   "I wouldn't because I don't love him. I love you. I'll always love you, I'll never love anyone the way I love you. Your good looking, smart, you can be sporty if you didn't doubt yourself every five seconds-" he rolled his eyes, attempting to turn away from you before you grabbing his hand pulling him closer to you. "Like your doing now... your hilarious to me, Ronnie. You're the most interesting person I know, and I'm pretty sure your the best kisser to ever grace this sad run down planet." You spoke, pulling him until your bodies touched, placing his hands on your waist as you looked up into his soft eyes. "I love you, Ronald."

  "Do you promise?" He spoke quickly and you nodded.

"I'm going to marry you one day" A smile slowly found its way to his red face, allowing the anger and sadness to flush right through him.

  "I love you, y/n. More than life itself."

"Promise?" You smiled back.

   "Would I ever lie to the mother of my future children?"

  You stood on your tiptoes, leaning your head up until your lips pressed against his. He still tasted like orange juice, the tart berry faded as the day went past. His hands on your waist squeezing as you arms went over his shoulders. Your lips moving against his gave him a good taste of your cherry flavored lip balm. It was a new one, last year your stuck to a watermelon flavored balm.

   You hadn't even noticed the two of you were moving until he helped you hop up on one of the lab tables. Your hands moving down to unbuckle his pants as quickly as possible before he pulled apart your kiss.

  "Are you sure you wanna do this here?" He asked, only because he knew you would die of embarrassment if caught by anyone. He had no problem having sex with you in here, it's not like he hadn't that about it tens of times core.

  "Take me, right here." You nodded, unbuttoning his pants as you focused on one thing. "You know, I've really really missed you this past few months." Your bottom lip caught between your teeth. "I've missed you over and over and over..." you hummed, tugging his pants down enough until they weren't in your way.

  "That's a lot of missing me." Ron swallowed, you fingers slipping past the waist band of his boxers pulling them down a bit before you pulled out his cock with precum already leaking from his tip.

  "Mmhmm." You lost count of how many times you struggled to get yourself off without Ron. It was frustrating and made you regret not spend at least a few weeks with him and his family. "I've felt Kinda... empty." You spoke spreading your legs for him as he prepped himself.

  "I could help you out with that... make you feel more... full." He offered and you nodded. His hands slipping under the skirt that was no basically showing your whole ass, pushing you black panties to the sides. You were already dripping as his fingers ran up you slit to make sure you were ready for him.

  "Please Ronnie." You moaned, as he lined himself up with your entrance.

   He looked to you for last second approval, you nod, pulling his body closer to yours by his tie, connecting your lips once more before he finally pushed into you. You both groaned at the sensation, he stretched you out until you felt the pleasurable burn spreading through your groin. Not stopping until your hips met and he was deep inside of you. Your walls clenched around him, missing the feeling of the burn he usually ensued.

   He drew his hips back only a bit before slowly rocking himself into you. Your ass on the very edge of the table. Legs wrapped around his waist and he fucked into you. Lips still connected in sloppy slow sensual kisses that you dreamt about so many nights this summer. Your muffled moans filled the dead silence in the empty classroom the two of you were occupying. The sounds only encouraging his movements as his hips sped up in pace, hands down to grip your thighs to keep your legs apart for him. This wasn't the way either of you wanted to wanted to greet each other after 3 sum months, but it'd have to do.

  "God, your so tight!" Ron moaned through the sloppily kisses. His voice made you clench around him once more making his hips stutter as he moved faster and harder.

  "You feel so good baby."you moaned, voice in a high pitch and out of breath.

   His lips moved from your to down your neck, arm wrapped around your back to keep you steady. You were trying to keep yourself quiet in case any stragglers in the halls happened to walk by. You let out tiny gasps and squeals whenever he hit a particular deep spot in your cunt that nearly drove you mad.

   "F-fuck"

His hand moved from your thigh to your clit. Rubbing harsh circle on the bundle of nerves. Your jaw fell open as you tried to focus on a single point of pleasure to celebrate, with his cock hitting your g spot with every thrust and your clit sending pleasurable shocks through the rest of your body it was hard to focus on just one thing.

   "M's-so cl-ose-" you choked out, unable to really forming words.

  "I know, babe, cum for me, Princess." Ronald murmured, brain foggy with lust. Hips still rocking into

yours as you desperately tried to hold on for just a bit longer. It became harder to control to noises slipping past your lips. Uttering his name in your whines as he brought you over the edge, hips moving a bit slower as you clenched tightly around him, legs shaking a bit as he helped you ride out your orgasm.

“Oh fuck” you moaned, breathing heavy and hips still rocking into his.

“Almost forgot how pretty you are when you do that.” He smirks, your eyebrows furrowing a bit.

“When I do what?” You hum, he opened his mouth to respond but he just shut it back again before shaking his head.

“Nothing.” He shrugged.

“N- wait, did you..?” You peered down between the two of you.

“Uhm no, it’s fine- I don’t even have condom on me-”

“I can-”

“No, you don’t have to-”

“I want to.” You stated, smiling at the way it was so easy to read each other’s minds. “Really.”

“I mean... yeah, uhm okay.” He spoke, cheeks turning a bright red color. You nodded letting out a slight moan as he pulled out of you. He helped you off the table, allowing you to fix your skirt before sinking down to your knees. You looked up to him through your lashes basically causing his insides to melt at the sight.

You wasted no time in making sure he was satisfied. Your lips arm lips warming around him, tongue collecting all of your own juices as you took him further into your mouth. You let out a soft moan, sending the vibrations through his spine earning a groan from him. His mouth fell open as he felt his tip touch the back of your throat. His eyes glued on your lips as his cock disappeared in your mouth over and over. He fought the strong urge to see just how far you could take him in your pretty mouth before you couldn’t breathe.

“Bloody hell, just like that, y/n.” He moaned, hand finding its way to the back of your head, only pushing you into him gently. You didn’t mind it, you actually very often craved the way he usually took control. That ache between your legs returned, the one that usually made your mind foggy and made bad decisions seem not so bad in the long run.

The ground cold on your knees, skirt wrapped tightly around your body, boyfriend beginning to twitch as your push your limit in how far he could go. Tears polling in the bottom of your eyes, threatening to ruin the makeup you had done perfectly for the day. You felt his cock twitching in your mouth enjoying the noises coming from his throat as he neared his high.

“Fuck I’m gonna-” he moaned before spilling his hot seed into you mouth. Without think you swallow I’m around him, milking him for whatever he was worth before he had to pull you away from him. Both of you slightly out of breath before as he helped you to your feet. Your lips glossy from a mixture of spit and his cum, which he didn’t seem to mind as he pulled you in for one final kiss.

“We should skip next period and lunch, have some fun... I haven’t seen you all summer and I really missed you.” You emphasized on the really, as you pulled away from the kiss.

“And as much as I’m not opposed to that, you’d castrate me tomorrow for letting you skip the first day just to have sex.”

“Mm, you get me.” You giggled, watching as he fixed himself so he could the two of you could return to normal civilization. “Now we should go before someone tries to get in here.” You mentioned, fixing your own skirt once again, and making sure you had no remnants of Ron on your face or clothes. You helped fix his tie until you both looked as well as two people could after fucking in a classroom. “Do you think we could sneak out tonight? Have a picnic under the Stars somewhere?” You asked, earning a light hearted chuckle from your boyfriend.

“What about your party?” He asked.

“They’ll just have to miss us.” You shrugged, taking Ron’s hand in yours as you know lace your bag on you shoulder.

He didn’t respond but you knew the answer. He just smile as pulled the both of you towards the door stopping as you heard the quick tapping of someone’s feet’s along the stone floors. You both paused in the doorway, hearts beating before watching your dark haired best friend turn the corner. He spotted the two of you quickly with a smile, out of breath and not really in the position to stop but he did so anyways.

“Woah, mate, what are you doing?” Ron asked, confusion lightly his face.

Harry’s eyes flickered from you back to Ron before rolling to the back of his head out of annoyance.

“That thing we said we were going to do earlier. You disappeared so I did it myself... and well... I got caught, so if you will excuse me-" you’re eyebrows furrowed as you looked to Ron with a sudden pale and tense figure.

“What did you do?” You groaned.

“YOU’RE DEAD POTTER!” A familiar clump of voices called, echoing through the halls before you’re eyes went wide.

“Tell you later?” He offered before you rolled your eyes gripping your boyfriend hand as you both prepared to run along side your friend.