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project: make you love me (jyh) | nineteen. (final)

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—summary: yunho can’t stand how you’re so wrapped up in the notorious campus fuckboy, park seonghwa. he would gladly love you the way you deserve, despite being shy, awkward and the complete opposite of seonghwa. thus, when he finds himself spending more time with you over literature reviews and random study sessions, he decides to take on the challenge to win you over.

—pairing: jeong yunho x f. reader

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers/friends to lovers, college au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 5.5k

—chapter content/warnings: cussing/mature language, some alcohol consumption, seonghwa (lmao im jk just had to do it one time for the one time - hes not really a warning but he does pop in for a second), oral (f. receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, praising, lots and lots of kisses

—on rotation: universe - thuy ・complicated - nivea

—a/n: & we've come to the end 😭 sobbing!! tysm for all your love on this one, i truly appreciate every single one of you that cried, loved and supported this couple from day one!! <33 it truly meant a lot to me. i hope to see you alongside of me on the next journey hehe 💕 find my upcoming works here & lmk if you wanna be on the taglists! if you need something more sad & angsty, here is home. ILYYYY!!

"Baby! Yeo!" You squeal when you see Yunho lined up with Yeosang amongst the crowd of graduates waiting to pile their way in to the field where the ceremony would be taking place. He waves, tall and proud in his cap and gown, blushing from ear to ear when you rush over for a quick hug.

"Pretty girl." He mumbles against your head before kissing you on the temple. "Go get your seat before it fills up." His hands are on your waist as he looks down at you, brushing the hair away from your face.

"I know, but I just had to see you really quickly." You point to your friends behind you, all holding up cardboard cut outs of Yunho and Yeosang's faces. "Look! We came prepared!" They laugh.

"I'm glad you picked a nice photo of me at least."

"Oh, we have both cute and funny faces, don't worry." Yeosang rolls his eyes before giving off another chuckle. You slip a water bottle filled halfway with tequila in Yunho's hand, making Yeosang give off a loud laugh when he realizes what you're giving them.

"Babe." Yunho says almost in a scolding manner that makes you giggle.

"You've got a whole 3-4 hours or so of a graduation ceremony, love! What else are you gonna do?!"

"She's right, what are we gonna do?"

"Oh my— go, babe. We're gonna head in soon." You laugh and give him a quick peck on the lips before squeezing his hand.

"Okay, okay. I love you. Enjoy!"

"I love you, too." You wave once more before running off to your friends and heading out onto the lawn. It's a beautiful day out, and the sun is already shining even though it's still early in the morning. You, your friends, your mom and sister, and Yunho's mom and aunt eventually find ways to each other and take place in some seats right by the stage and underneath the shade.

As expected, the ceremony kicks off and it's a long one. The President of the school speaks before other distinguished professors and a special guest speaker take over the mic. Yunho and Yeosang surprisingly do take a few swigs from the water bottle mid-speech, catching other graduates doing the same to keep themselves alive and on the same high they started with this morning. Once they start handing out diplomas to the graduates by school/department, it tacks on another hour or so before they're finally reaching the Computer Science department.

"Oh shit, finally!" Soobin says, fixing his position in his seat and getting his phone ready.

"Are they even going in alphabetical order?" Seungmin stands, stepping aside to make sure he isn't blocking the view.

"Nope. They're going by row, I think." Chaery stands before pointing and grabbing you by the arm. "Wait, wait! Yunho and Yeo are standing now!" You stand and let your family and his family know that it might be time to head closer towards the stage. The entire group makes their way towards the side of the stage that is blocked off solely for family and loved ones to snap photos of their graduates. You sneak your way past a few people, bringing everyone closer in an area where Yunho and Yeosang could see the group clearly as they walk across the stage and off.

The first to walk across the stage is Yeosang; his family roars next to you while you all hold up his boards. You snap a few photos of him just as he walks off and quickly flashes his diploma before waving one last goodbye to get to his seat. At this point, Yunho takes a step onto the stage, waiting for his name to be called. You feel the tears welling in your eyes when you find that Yunho isn't looking at anyone but you.

"I love you." He mouths out and subtly taps his chest just as they call his name.

"I love you, too." You mouth back before snapping his photos— catching that sparkle in his eye, that beautiful smile on his face. That's your man and you love him so, so much.

"Jeong Yunho!" Chaery yells as you all put up the blown up boards of his face. You all cheer and scream for him as he finally crosses the stage and grabs his diploma, doing a little celebratory dance as he steps down and passes everyone for final photos. Yunho quickly grabs your hand and presses a light kiss to the surface before running off to his seat. "I swear to God, you two are the sweetest." Chaery pokes out her bottom lip before throwing her arm around your shoulder. "That man loves you and adores you to bits, Y/N."

"And I do, too." She squeezes you as you all make your way back to your seats to endure the rest of the graduates getting their diplomas.

"Do you guys have any plans for Yunho and Yeosang tonight?" Your mom leans over to ask and you shake your head.

"No, they didn't wanna do anything besides the lunch thingy we're all going to."

"Oh, really? Not even a party?" You shake your head.

"Nope. I promise you, we tried." Your mom chuckles and nods.

As the rest of the ceremony finally comes to an end, caps are being tossed in the air from all directions while the graduates celebrate in unison one last time. You hurriedly run to the nearest bathroom because your body decides this would be the best time to do so. Luckily, there isn't much of a line or anything so you're able to slip in and out after relieving yourself. But once you head back to the lawn, you find yourself completely lost in a sea full of graduates, their families and loved ones. When you tippy-toe to try and find Yunho, you surprisingly can't find a glimpse of him and it makes you a bit anxious.

"Oops, sorry—"

"Sorry—" You look up. "Seonghwa." You bump into him as you continue to try and navigate your way through the crowd to find Yunho and Yeosang, with Seonghwa also trying to find his family in the sea of people.

"Oh, hey." He looks down at you.

"Congratulations."

"Thank you." He says with a small smile.

"I really do wish you the best." He looks at you before looking down at his feet and nodding.

"I appreciate that, Y/N. I hope senior year treats you well." You give him a toothless smile before you finally spot Yunho over his shoulder. Seonghwa watches as your smile grows, hearing the small squeals leave your lips when you finally spot Yunho with your friends and family.

"Thanks. Good luck!" You bid Seonghwa farewell once and for all before running over to your boyfriend. Of course, Seonghwa keeps his eyes trained on you two for a bit while you swing your arms around Yunho's neck and kiss him so sweetly, so lovingly. Yunho looks down at you like the entire world is handed to him on a gold platter, like you hold the galaxies in your eyes, like every inch of you has been crafted by the stars.

You are everything to him, and it's clear even for someone like Seonghwa— who isn't sure how to give love, yet is very open to receiving it. He could've had that, if he wasn't so dumb. You really did believe in him at one point, but he didn't do anything with it. He didn't choose you.

But truthfully, in the end, he's happy you're happy. Even though it took him awhile to fully understand that. He knew he couldn't fully give you what you wanted, and he knows Yunho is way better than he'll ever be. You deserve that, and Seonghwa knows he should've tried harder when he had you. Not after.

Life's a bunch of learning lessons, and he truly gets that now.

"Congrats, baby!" You giggle when Yunho presses repeated kisses against your face, holding you against him.

"Hey! Turn to the camera!" Your mom yells from behind you. "Let me snap some photos of you and the handsome graduate! Hurry! Food's waiting!" Your mom playfully scolds you before snapping a bunch of photos. Everyone is taking their time snapping photos of you and Yunho, you and your friends with Yunho and Yeosang, and it takes a good bit before everyone is satisfied enough to leave.

Yeosang's family joins everyone for a celebratory meal at the bbq restaurant in the city. It's a late celebratory lunch being that it's a bit past noon, but everyone is happy and still in good spirits despite the long ceremony and warmer weather. It's nice to see everyone you love under one roof, with Yunho and Yeosang rightfully being celebrated for all their hardwork. While your mom and sister sit alongside of Yunho's mom and aunt, your dad calls mid-dinner to congratulate Yunho over Facetime and apologizes for missing the ceremony due to a business trip. Yunho eventually ends up agreeing to a random fishing date with your dad in the coming weeks, making you laugh how cutely [and quickly] he agreed.

"Babe." You look up at him sweetly as everyone exits the restaurant, your hand loosely intertwined with his.

"When you say my name like that, you're always up to no good." You playfully smack him with a gasp.

"Oh my god, not even!" You giggle. "I just wanted to know if you're happy."

"Of course I am."

"Do you wanna do anything else to celebrate?"

"Nah." He shakes his head and boops your nose. "Just wanna spend time with you. Besides, I told you I'd take you somewhere this summer, remember? That'll be a way to celebrate."

"I feel like I wanna do more for you."

"You do a lot for me already. I promise." He squeezes your hand.

"I'm gonna be honest, and it's probably gonna sound lame, but a nap sounds really nice right now." Yeosang says. "We got up way too early for graduation." You laugh.

"Why don't we nap and head to the beach tonight for a chill bonfire?" Soobin suggests with a shrug. "So we can celebrate but also not do too much?"

"That actually sounds amazing." Chaery looks at with a surprised expression. "Way to go, Choi!" She punches him on the arm, earning a small groan in response.

"Yeah, I'm down for that."

"I'll drive us and see if the others wanna come along?" Yeosang and Yunho nod.

"Yay!" You clap before bidding farewell to your mom, sister, Yunho's mom and his aunt.

As expected, everyone heads their separate ways and gets ready to relax for the early afternoon. Chaery and Seungmin head off to the grocery store to grab a few drinks and snacks for tonight, and some ice for the cooler. After taking a quick shower, you head back to Yunho's— already finding Yeosang's door shut close, while Yunho is also in bed with an arm lazily draped over his face. As you quietly shut the door behind you and walk towards his bed, you hear Yunho's small snores a little clearer. You giggle to yourself as you carefully climb over and take your place on the empty side of the bed, but Yunho is quick to shift in his own position and throw an arm around you as soon as he feels the bed dip. His hand gently squeezes at your side just as he presses up against your back, letting out a soft sigh against the back of your head.

"Sorry baby." He sleepily says. "Tried waiting but I got sleepy."

"That's okay, Yuyu. Go back to sleep." He presses a light kiss to your head before snuggling closer to you. Within a few minutes, you feel your lids getting heavier, breathing more regulated. It's not long before you fall into a deep sleep with Yunho cuddled behind you; also meeting you in your dreams.

Eventually, your slumber comes to an end when you feel Yunho pressing light kisses to your jaw, cheek, neck and head. You giggle as your eyes flutter open, giving your body a tiny, but good stretch in Yunho's arms.

"Awake already?"

"Mm, we slept for like 3 hours." He laughs. "We should eat before we head to the beach."

"What do you wanna eat? I'm too content here." You chuckle.

"I could name a few things." Yunho smirks before gently nibbling on your earlobe and giving your thigh a squeeze.

"You go to sleep for 3 hours and wake up like this?!" You snort.

"Baby." He whines, so you turn to look at him.

"And here I thought you really wanted to eat."

"I do! I'm just in the mood for a variety of things."

"Oh?" You let out a loud squeal when Yunho comes for your neck and starts attacking you with more kisses.

"Oy! I can hear you two from out here!" Chaery says from outside the door, causing the both of you to pause and look towards the door.

"When did she get here?" You ask. Yunho snorts as he continues to play around, hand teasing at the edge of your panties. "Yunho!"

"What?" He nips at your neck.

"You lovebirds awake or what? We brought some food over." Seungmin asks right by the door. You can hear both him and Chaery mumbling from behind— something along the lines of:

Should we just knock?

Should we go in?

You think they're still sleeping after hearing her earlier?

What if they're indecent and in compromised positions?

Dude, just tell them the food is outside, they'll come when they're ready.

You laugh to yourself amidst Yunho's kisses, internally shaking your head at your roommates for almost acting on their thoughts. You return your attention back to your boyfriend, who is looking at you adoringly even as his fingers continue to trace the material of your panties.

"Food is outside when you two are done!" Seungmin says, followed by an 'ow' afterwards.

"Yunho, what are you up to?"

"I'll be quick." He laughs. "Just wanna please you."

"Everyone is outside!"

"You can be quiet though, right?" He lowers himself under the blankets, taking his position in between your thighs. You bite onto your bottom lip, feeling Yunho tug your panties down before slipping in two digits. You let out a quiet, breathy moan, twitching when you suddenly feel him latch onto your clit— tongue working magic around your core.

"Oh shit—" Your moan gets louder and Yunho gives your thigh a squeeze to warn you. You feel the pleasure quickly building in your gut, slowly working your hips against his mouth; hands gripping his hair with good pressure. You feel him pick up the pace, pumping into you faster before he focuses on your clit alone, letting you grind your hips against him. He groans against you, pressing his hips deeper into the mattress to feel some kind of friction, to relieve himself in any way possible. "Yunho, fuck—" Sooner or later, your orgasm washes over you and completely takes over your senses. You tremble against him, back arching off of the mattress as the aftershocks trickle through you. "Jesus, babe."

"Mhm, but you feel good, don't you?" He pokes out of the covers, laughing with rose-tinted cheeks.

"What about you?"

"I'm good." He leans in to kiss you. "That's all I needed."

"You're crazy."

"I love you, too." He kisses you again. "Ready to actually eat?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" You laugh, letting Yunho get up and fix himself first. You throw on some sweats, also following suit to make sure you look decent enough for your friends.

"Wow, finally." Chaery says when she sees Yunho ski-daddle to the bathroom with a quick wave, you plopping yourself down onto the living room floor next to her. "You good?" She teases, nudging you in the arm.

"Mm, thanks for bring the food."

"Course."

"Who else is tagging along?"

"Hyunjin. Yeonjun. Jongho. Minnie. Someone else, I forgot though." Soobin says. "They're riding with Jongho."

"I'm surprised they're still around. Usually, they're all quick to dip as soon as finals are over." Chaery adds. "Eat up, replenish your stamina." She hands Yunho a plate when he plops onto the floor next to you.

"Thank you." He flashes her a bright, playful smile. "Did you guys get everything for tonight?"

"Mhm!"

"You should've told us. We could've chipped in." Yeosang nods in agreement.

"Um, this is for you guys. Why on earth would I do that?" She laughs. "No, absolutely not. I just want you guys to have fun and enjoy tonight."

"Thank you." Yeosang repeats with a small smile. Everyone finishes up eating in the living room before Yeosang and Soobin are hauling the cooler into his car for tonight's festivities. As soon as the sun sets, the group piles into the car, squeezing into the back to fit [as safely as possible]. The beach Soobin picks isn't the usual, popular beach that everyone tends to go to. He decides it's best to go to the smaller one that's tucked off to the side so it isn't bombarded with people on a beautiful night like tonight. It takes a quick 10-min drive down the highway, along with tackling a curvy, winding road before Soobin is driving down a small, quiet residential area and pulling up at a dead-end.

"Jongho and them are here already." He says, pulling up behind their car along the side of the street near the dead-end sign. Everyone hops out and grabs what they can to haul it over to the beach, having to walk down the path in order to reach the sand. Jongho and the rest of the group already have a huge fire going, chairs situated around the fire with a few snacks and the bluetooth speakers softly playing music laying around.

"Finally!" Jongho says with his arms wide open. "Congrats Yunho and Yeo!"

"Thanks, my guy!" Yunho responds with a laugh, greeting your friends with a hug and thanking them for hanging out to celebrate. Everyone gets started with rounds of shots before dancing around in the sand and splashing in the water. Yunho's happily singing along to the songs even as you two walk into the water and try to playfully splash each other. At once, he carries you and attempts to throw you into the water, laughing away as you chase him and scold him for even trying.

When you finally settle back onto the chair and start roasting some marshmallows for smores, Yunho plops onto the chair next to you— gently nudging you on the arm before kissing you on the cheek.

"Making some smores?" You giggle and nod.

"Want one?"

"Sure." You throw a marshmallow onto another stick, keeping it near the fire. While waiting for it to be perfectly roasted, you look up and admire the stars strung across the velvety sky.

The moon.

"Yunho."

"Yeah?"

"It's a full moon." He looks at you with a small smile before kissing you on the temple, helping you arrange his smores on a plate.

"It is, and I want you to remember this one and the next ones to come."

"Why?"

"Just cause." He gives you a small smile, happy to have made the moon something you two could share, something that will always serve as a reminder of the love you two hold for each other. "It's our thing, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it is our thing." You giggle, resting your head on his shoulders while you continue to watch your friends fool around on the sand and enjoy themselves under the clear, night sky. "I'm proud of you, you know that right? Incredibly proud of you."

"I know."

"I'll be the support you every step of the way."

"Thank you, love. And I'll be here, too. I'm here."

♣︎ SUMMER

You splashed in the clearest, bluest waters you've ever seen, Yunho coming behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You give off a tiny scream when he surprises you from behind, lifting you and dropping you back into the water.

"Jeong Yunho!" You laugh mid-scold, wiping the water from your face.

"I like it when you say my name." He smirks, followed by a deep laugh. "Sorry, baby. I had to."

"You're lucky I like you." He smiles, hands resting on your waist to pull you close.

"That's a shame, I thought you loved me, too." He teases while you wrap your arms around his neck.

"You're lucky I love you."

"Ah, that's better." He licks his lips, water droplets slowly falling down his face from his wet hair. "Mind if I kiss you, pretty girl?"

"Not at all." You bite onto your bottom lip before Yunho leans forward for a kiss, holding it for as long as he possibly can before he's pulling back. He presses one, two, three repeated kisses before giving your hips a squeeze.

"Wanna head back to the room?"

"Yeah, actually. I'm kinda pooped from splashing in the water all day."

"Same." He laces his fingers with yours as you both walk out of the water and back towards the resort.

"What do you want for dinner tonight?"

"Um, I don't know. Let me figure that out. You just relax." He gives you a small smile. The sand feels warm but soft beneath your feet, and the sun is still shining even though it's getting ready to set soon. Thankfully, it isn't nearly as bright and hot as it was earlier in the day anymore. You grab your things from the beach chair, washing off your feet under the water spout before slipping back into your slippers and following the trail back into the resort.

When you step back into the room, Yunho is quick to start a hot shower for you, claiming he'll take care of dinner. So, you hop in and take your time underneath the hot water; letting it ease the slight soreness that came from swimming and playing in the water most of the day. Yunho makes a quick trip down the street to pick up some food, laying everything out on the balcony table so that you two could enjoy it during a peaceful night.

"Aw, babe! When did you go out and grab this?" You say as you walk out to the balcony in your cute grey shorts and matching hoodie.

"When you were swimming in the shower." You laugh and playfully punch him on the bicep.

"I did not take that long. But, thank you." You tippytoe to give him a peck.

"Let me take a quick shower. I'll be out soon." He tips your chin upwards before smiling down at you.

"Okay." You settle onto the balcony chair and scroll through your phone, texting your friends while you patiently wait for Yunho to shower and get comfy for dinner. You look out at the view, admiring the way the moonlight shines down onto the surface of the water, illuminating everything near its path. It's quiet with the occasional sound of waves crashing against the sand, the occasional chatter of other families passing by to get to their rooms. It's peaceful, but it feels extra special being away from home with Yunho.

When it hits close to 20 minutes, Yunho's finally joining you in the balcony, running a hand through his damp hair as he sits in the chair next to you. The both of you begin to dig in and talk about your day, planning what else you should do tomorrow and the following day before you're having to leave and head back home. Of course, in typical Yunho fashion, he jokes around and plays around mid-meal, just wanting to hear you laugh and giggle next to him. When you both feel satisfied, he sits back and takes his turn to admire the view, his hand laced with yours as he presses kisses onto the surface.

"Baby." He says softly, his thumb caressing the surface of your hand.

"Hm?"

"Do you see the full moon?" He points upwards.

"I do." You smile at him, remembering the days when you used to walk with Yunho and look at the moon.

"Can you do me a favor then?"

"Of course."

"Keep your eyes on it for me, please?"

"What're you up to, Jeong Yunho?" You giggle, doing as asked by keeping your gaze on the full moon ahead. You don't even see Yunho move, nor do you hear him fiddle around, but you are stuck on the moon nonetheless. It's beautiful, it's bright, it's dreamy.

"Nothing." He laughs. "Tell me what you see, love."

"Yunho, I—" You turn to look at him, but before you can even say, do, anything, your eyes immediately shift to the center of the table, causing you to pause mid-sentence.

On the table is an opened small, black box with a ring inside. A simple, but beautifully chic rose gold ring that blended seamlessly into an infinity-shape near the center, a small heart-shaped diamond sitting in the middle cushioned in between smaller diamonds. It's beautiful, it's bright, it's dreamy.

"Y-Yunho." You say his name softly. Your heart is beating out of your chest because although you'd love to do this with Yunho, you aren't sure if you're entirely ready. But luckily for you, Yunho knows you well.

Very well.

And he understands. He knows the feeling all too well, too.

"I— it's a promise ring. Because as much as I want to say fuck it right now, I know we're both waiting until we're absolutely ready to build a life together. I just want you to know that I'm yours. No matter what. I'm yours and nothing's gonna change that. I'm here."

"Babe." The tears well up in your eyes as you admire the ring sitting in the box before looking back up at him. He's right, and it's what you love the most about him. He's never one to rush or pressure you into anything, he's the one who thinks logically and rationally. But, he never fails to show you just how much you mean to him, how much this relationship means to him. There was always this cloud above the both of you after that night you two talked about building a life together and doing the crazy shit grownups do. Because even though you truly love Yunho and you know he's the one you wanna be with, you still have a whole year of school ahead of you, more dance competitions ahead of you; plus, whatever else post-grad will bring for you. Yunho is still navigating his own life after graduation and even though he might be in a slightly better place than you right now, you know he's also trying to be there for his mom and aunt more. Things are still unsettled and it wouldn't be the time for you two to think about engagements, marriages, what kind of home you want, kids— even if that's the end goal.

Whatever the combination looked like.

But having Yunho do this, to give you a promise ring that shows you the want, the need, the dedication he has to be there for you every step of the way and vice versa. It means more than anything, and it's all you could've ever asked for. You're happy to know he is yours, just as you are his.

"I love it. Thank you."

"Can I?" He licks his lips, taking the ring from the box in order to slip it on your finger. You simply nod as the tears stream down your cheeks, fingers slightly shaking at the overflowing love and happiness you feel being here, being with Yunho. "Baby, why are you crying?" He chuckles a bit, leaning over to wipe the tears from your cheeks.

"I just.. I don't know. I just love you. Sometimes, it still feels so unreal." He subtly bites onto his bottom lip to prevent himself from smiling even more. But, he thinks you're so cute right now. So pretty, so beautiful. So.. his.

"Come here, love." He gestures to his lap. You silently walk over and straddle his lap, arms lazily wrapped around his neck. He leans in for a kiss, large hands resting on your hips while he indulges in the sweetness of your lips, the way you feel resting on him, your scent.

Everything.

The kiss intensifies quick, and you find yourself slowly grinding on Yunho— feeling how hard he is beneath you. It's a slow grind, one where you drag your clothed core over his length ever so nicely, just to feel every bit of him against you.

"Fuck." He hisses.

"Let's go inside, babe."

"Or.. I can take you right here, right now. Let everyone see what you do to me." He presses a kiss to your jaw. "How you make me feel." He looks up at you just as he presses another kiss to your chin. "Hm, baby? Should I just selfishly keep you to myself?" He hums, hands squeezing your hips a little harder as you continue to slowly rock against him. You let out a soft, whiny moan and it shoots straight down to Yunho's dick. After his 'lil bits of teasing, he knows at the end of the day, he just wants you to himself. No one else.

No one, nothing, in between.

So, he swiftly carries you in one motion, hurrying into the room before slamming the balcony door shut. He drops you onto the bed, immediately latching his lips onto yours in a hungry, heated kiss. He crawls in between your lap as you lay back, Yunho's hands immediately squeezing your inner thighs. He lowers himself just enough to tease your core with his clothed, hardened member. That contact alone sends tingles down your spine, enough for a moan to slip from your lips in between kisses. Yunho doesn't waste any time shedding off your clothes, admiring every inch of your body with trails of kisses, gentle touches.

"Need you." He says in your ear. "Can I have you?" You nod hastily, helping Yunho out of his shirt.

"You have me, Yunho." He pauses and looks at you for a moment, and for the first time ever, you aren't sure what it means. You aren't sure what he's feeling. But, his expression softens, his eyes are holding onto the stars, the moon, the sun, that he sees in your own. Because he has you.

He has you.

He doesn't say anything before locking his lips with yours, the need, want, desire, so evident in every move he makes. He takes a few moments to slip in two digits, just to get a feel for how wet you are. He groans against you when you arch your back upwards, too hungry, too eager, to feel you wrapped around him. He starts to pump himself a few times, spreading your wetness across his length before lining himself up at your entrance.

"Ready for me?" You nod, gasping at him pushing into you until he bottoms out to the hilt. The both of you adjust to the feeling before he begins to work you at a steady pace. But, Yunho keeps himself close to you— skin to skin, hand tightly locked with yours. It's slow and steady, intimate.

Tonight feels so much more different. So much more intense.

So much more special.

Yunho continues to whisper praises against your skin, slightly picking up his pace and making you whimper in response. He finds that he wants to feel more of you, so he sits back onto his knees and holds you flush against him while he gives you control. You start to roll your hips, hands tugging at the ends of his hair when you pick up your pace. The position has you feeling every inch of him inside of you, only wanting more— to be closer, if ever possible.

"Oh, babe—" You mewl and tilt your head back in pleasure. He takes the opportunity to nibble at your neck, tongue swiping across the surface.

"Oh shit, baby." He moans breathily. "Just like that. You're so good to me." He repeats. "So good to me." The grip on your hips gets a little stronger while Yunho guides you. He pushes you to ride him faster, clit rubbing against him so deliciously it pushes you to the edge— right where he needs you to be.

"Oh god— god Yunho." You moan loudly. "I'm gonna cum—"

"That's it. That's my good girl." He coos, holding you against him tightly. "Let me feel you." He feels your walls pulsing against him, squeezing his length tightly in all the right places. He lets out another moan as he adjusts his position and fucks up into you to chase his own high. You wrap your arms around him, whining from the sensitivity until you hear him mumble curses against your neck; groaning when he releases and fills you up. The both of you don't move from your positions for awhile, only indulging in more slow, sweet kisses despite being a sweaty mess.

"I love you so much, Y/N. You literally have no idea how much I adore you." Yunho brushes the hair away from your face. "I can't wait to see what the future holds for the both of us. Cause I'm here. I don't wanna go anywhere if it's not with you." He repeats, kissing you gently.

"I love you too, Yunho. I'm yours." You caress his cheek, taking him in; everything about him. He smiles sweetly at you, carrying you and holding you close while making his way to the bathroom.

"Time for another shower?" You laugh loudly, letting Yunho take care of you for the rest of the night in many ways.

In the end, those literature assignments would always mean something to you two. Those nights when he found you in the parking lot. The random McDonalds trips. The walks underneath the full moon. The single rose. The fight over Seonghwa and those bumps in the road.

Those will always mean something to you two because in the end, no matter the chaos, the background noise, the extra baggage, it all brought you closer together.

In the end, it blessed you with Yunho.

In the end, it blessed you with the greatest love you've ever known.

In the end, it will always be you and Yunho against the world.

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Calling Steve daddy taunting him as a joke until he yanks you into the bathroom and demands you say it again as he finger fucks you so good and talks you through it

do you live in my brain??

Gif credit: whoever made it/google images .

It was a joke, really it was! You were sitting with Steve and the rest of the group was sitting with you guys at the table in the corner of the back of the bar. You may or may not have snuck a few drinks of Nancy's fruity little drink. As the night went on Robin was talking about how she was promoted at Family Video and Nancy was talking about how she's having a hard time with English class in college. You already knew what Eddie and Steve were up to since you three lived together, well you and Steve lived together Eddie was the roommate who left his dirty dishes in the sink without rinsing them.

"Wow sounds like mommy and daddy huh!" Robin snorted as she elbowed you a little while looking at Eddie who was holding his beer in his hand.

"I mean Steve is Daddy!" Your cheeks flushed red as Steve gave you a daring glance. No one said a word for about five minutes before Nancy got up to order another round of drinks. You felt bad because now everyone was a bit weirded out and as soon as everyone finished that round. Eddie slapped Steve on the shoulder and said he'd see you guys at home. Both you and Steve sat there quietly for a minute before you got up to pay the tab, upon paying and giving a nice tip , you felt your arm being pulled and your feet scrapping slightly across the floor only to realize it was Steve dragging you into the bathroom.

You back was slammed against the stall as Steve gripped his hands around your neck. You loud gasp left your lips as he kissed you hard pushing his hands deeper into your neck only to let go suddenly allowing the breathe inside of you to stabilize again. "Daddy! You really had to tell all our friends about it?" Steve looked at you sternly as you felt small beneath him.

"I'm sorry but it's true! You're daddy and you know it. You're my daddy! And I'm your good girl !" You stomped your foot at him and Steve wasn't having it. He yanked your skirt down to your ankles and grinned when he noticed the wet spot on your panties.

"Good girls don't get this wet when they're in public with their friends." Steve ran his finger tips over the wet patch before pulling your panties down and sliding one finger inside of your wet folds. "And they sure as hell don't put their daddy on display like that when it's a secret!" Steve bit your neck hard before sliding in another finger. He gave you a second to adjust before he scissored you open and plunged his thick fingers in and out of you.

"Fuck fuck! I'm sorry okay! I love you! I love that your my daddy and I just people to know! Okay ! Fuck!" You whined and squirmed around before Steve wrapped his hand around your throat again giving it a tight squeeze. Your eyes rolled back into your head at the feeling of Steve's palm rubbing against your clit, fingers working over you and his warm lips against your own.

"I know you are sweet girl, but it was our secret!" He bit your bottom lip taking no mercy on how your pussy was aching from the roughness he was giving you. Your thighs started twitching as you gripped his wrist.

"Steve Steve STEVE! I .. fuck .. DADDY! Please!" You cried out making it echo off the dirty walls. "I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna fucking cum!"

"Do it baby! Be my good little whore that you are and fucking soak the floor! I know ya can!" Steve squeezed your mouth open to spit in it while you rubbed your clit with his thumb.

"Daddy. Daddy DADDY!! IM FUCK, FUCK IM CUM... OH MY GOD!" Your orgasm hit hard as Steve pulled his fingers out to focus on the fact you were gushing all over the floor and his shoes. "I CANT,STOP!" You were shaking as your stood there squirting looking at Steve who stood there with a grin on his face.

"Good. Look what a mess you made!" He yanked your hair and pulled you down until you were in a squatting position. "I should make you lick it off my shoe for being such a brat.... but this floor is more disgusting now... so I'll just have to let you walk out of here with a soaked ousts and no panties." Steve fixed you up a little before shoving you out the door and walking down the hall and you could feel everyone's eyes on you as you walked with Steve back outside to go home.

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Second Chances

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note: this fic started cause i was listening to 'tattoos' by renee rapp and thought of trevor

warnings: angst with a bittersweet ending, smut, fingering, fem receiving!oral, p in v, unprotected sex (be safe!)

word count: 7.1 k

♡ summary: Reader giving Trevor another chance, after his already second chance and a complicated history. Right on the cusp of releasing her debut album

♡ Trevor Zegras x Hughes!reader

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yn_hughes: thought it was about time to get this off my chest...

my album 'second chances' is out October 14!!! pre-order now, my loves <3

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jackhughes: so proud!!! (i hate casual and i wish i never heard it)

lhughes_06: and bad idea right...

quinnhughes: don't remind me

yn_hughes: be nice to me!!

jackhughes: god forbid we don't want to listen to songs about you hooking up with someone

lhughes_06: he was so close to typing a name there, i watched

quinnfebrey.nothughes: all this means to me is we're getting some horny bops!

lukeypookie: don't tell my mom?!?!! what?!?? 😭

quinnhughes: so proud of my little sister ❤️❤️

yn_hughes: thx q 😭😭😭

taybrina.stan: I Hate Boston being the only one with caps????

lhughes_06: ig i have to say im proud of you too or i'll look like a bad bro

yn_hughes: cause this doesn't make you look like a bad bro at all 🖕

iloveyn.besthughes: i love that y/n has some of the strongest hockey blood running through her veins yet she becomes a musical theatre nerd

yn_ismygirl: releasing the album on the duck's first official home game of the year... my girl's not subtle

iworkhardonusernamesgivemethisone: 'now that we don't talk' is gonna be pettyyyy

elblue_06: Love you honey!!! So proud of how for you've come!

yn_hughes: love you too mom ❤️

i.couldnt.be.more.wrong: stranger sounds SAD

edwards.73: this mean i have a chance now?

lhughes_06: when did you ever????

yn_hughes: 😉

lhughes_06: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?????????

iloveknitting: i don't wanna listen to I Hate Boston i know im gonna hate trevor after...

lizhere.idoloveknitting: am i the only one excited for girl i've always been???!!!

markestapa: plot twist skinny dipping is about me

yn_hughes: shhhh 🤫

lhughes_06: im over the whole you flirting with my friends thing, move onto jacks

yn_hughes: been there, done that

cole22.unoriginal: "been there, done that" is crazyyyy

cheifs_87: i just know i'm gonna relate to i should hate you a little too much

ishouldhatethem: same...

2017

The chilly summer breeze brushed the girl’s legs, causing her to wrap her cardigan tighten around herself. Readjusting her footing on the roof, she sat down, looking over at the large group of boys around the fire, she could smell it from here; the fire not the boys.

She looked along the roofs of the neighbouring houses and wondered if they ever went on their roofs. Could they see her now from where she could see them sitting around their picnic table in their backyard? She went through the possibilities in her head, what would happen if they could, what she would do if she knew for sure they couldn’t see. But her thoughts were soon interrupted by the shuffling of another person getting on the roof, she turned her head to meet the eyes of Trevor.

Trevor was her twin brother’s best friend and teammate, and though Jack never explicitly said they couldn’t date and would act overly grossed out when Trevor flirted with the girl, she felt like she was in some way betraying him for the thoughts she had, quite often, about Trevor. He had some sort of power over her, like he just took the logic clean out of her head.

“Hey- um Cole asked where you were, so I came looking for you.”

It disappointed her more than it should that it was Cole who alerted him of her absence and not the boy simply missing her, or noticed she didn’t add her usual commentary.

“Oh well, you found me.”

That was embarrassing. Who even says that if they’re not in a book or movie? But obviously Trevor didn’t find her response that awkward since he sat down next to her. But the awkwardness quickly found her again at the situation of sitting next to the boy she really liked when she couldn’t think of anything to say. Her brain was completely blank. But Trevor, as he often did, cut the awkwardness that was in the air.

“So why are you up here?” He said, his hands rested on his bent knees as he looked up at the stars in the sky that night.

“I don’t know, just.. Didn’t feel like it tonight.”

It was silent again. Was he offended? Felt like what she said was a hint for him to leave? Because it definitely didn’t want him to leave, she would never forgive herself if she messed this up now.

What she didn’t know was that a completely different, yet very similar, anxiety was eating away at the boy’s thoughts. Come on. Do it! This is a perfect chance! You’re alone, and the stars are out, and her face is lit up beautifully by the campfire that was down in the yard. It was romantic. And he would never forgive himself if he missed this up now.

“Well, I’m happy that you didn’t.” And he messed it up.

He was happy she didn’t feel up to hanging out with them tonight? Did he hate her company that much that the prospect of seeing her even in a group setting was a nightmare?

“That- that came out so wrong! That’s not what I meant at all, really! I meant that I’m glad I found you up here. Where we’re alone, and that means I can do this.”

Looking into her eyes he began leaning forward, he gave her a look as if to ask if it was okay, she nodded and let him join their lips. His soft lips against hers, if she wasn’t on a roof and at a risk of falling she thinks she would have completely melted into him. Keeping her feet planted firmly, the girl brought her hands to Trevor’s neck after he wrapped his arms around her waist.

Now she’s had her fair share of kisses before, but nothing quite like this. She felt light, like she could float up to the sky at any second. But more importantly she felt safe. She couldn’t imagine a time she wouldn’t feel completely safe and warm and happy with Trevor.

They broke away from the kiss after a moment, though they didn’t go far, their foreheads rested against the others. His hands rubbed up and down her back under the cardigan, his hand stalling and the strip of skin between her jean shorts and crop top met, but only for a moment before it went back to the up and down motions. Her hands were busy with their own movements around his neck, down to his collarbone, and grasping his shoulders.

Trevor finally broke apart the moment of silence, “This mean we can do that more often?”

If it wasn’t for his winning smile, she would have had a better chance at the stoic face she was trying to put on. But Trevor did have a winning smile, one that always caused her to also smile.

“I want to take you on a date.” She may have kissed her fair share of guys, but she’d never been on a real date. One where she got asked, and got picked, and dropped off with a goodnight kiss at her front door. Where she would then tell her mom every second of it over ice cream on the back deck. She wanted that. She wanted it with Trevor. She couldn’t imagine her first real date with only one but Trevor.

“Okay, I’m sure I can clear my schedule.” “So glad you’ll clear your busy, busy schedule for me. It’s an honour.” “It should be! I don’t do that for just anyone!”

They ended up staying up there the remainder of the night, well at least until she heard Jack calling their names. Sharing soft kisses between their laughter. Trevor was definitely not just anyone to her. And she doesn’t think he ever will be.

2019

Driving in her car, she was coming from where she was living currently in New York to Boston. She liked Boston. It had a charm about it, and she was there to visit her boyfriend, Trevor, though these days ‘boyfriend’ seemed like a loose term. They don’t talk like they used to, it’s really both of their faults, they’re both busy. Trevor is university in Boston, focusing on Hockey and working hard to get to the NHL next year, and Y/n is working harder than ever after getting casted as Regina George in Mean Girls the musical on broadway.

But these days it felt as though she was the only one putting in effort, it was always her calling him, and her driving to him, never the other way around. It’s felt like forever since she’s gotten a call from him. Which is why she was going to Boston now, wanting to clear the air and get them back to how they used to be. She was so naive.

She knocks on the door to Trevor’s dorm, and before she can knock for the second time the door swings open, her boyfriend standing with a smile on his face and his arms open wide for a hug. His arms wrapped around her waist, back where they belong, and her's come to link behind his head at the nape of the boy’s neck. Their faces in each other’s neck, both taking in the soft scent of each other, ones they’ve missed deeply.

“Hi.” “Hi.” They whispered, if their lips were anywhere except brushing each other’s ears there would be no way they could hear each other. Trevor swayed them back and forth slightly before he gave her body one more big squeeze and let go.

It was perfect, it was heaven. So perfect Y/n almost forgot that they even had problems in the first place. That’s how it always was with Trevor though, he wasn’t good at long distance, he never put in the extra work long distance needed.

It wasn’t until a couple hours later, after Y/n and Trevor had caught up and gotten settled on his bed together. Y/n’s head rested on his chest, she couldn’t only hear but feel his heart beat. It was domestic and safe. That’s why it hurt her own heart to have to bring up what she had to bring up.

“Trev?” “Yeah?” “I wanted to talk about something, but I don’t want you to get mad.” “I won’t. I promise.” He promised.

So there they were. Why did they always end up like this? Screaming at each other. Neither wanted to be doing this, so why did they always do it?

“I never said it was your fault!” “Really?! ‘Cause that’s basically what you said!” “Don’t put words in my mouth!”

Trevor was pacing back and forth in front of his dorm door, while Y/n sat on the edge of the bed they were previously cuddled in. Her head in her hands, yelling at Trevor while her voice projected to the carpeted floor.

“You said I wasn’t putting effort in our relationship?! In case you haven’t noticed, I have my own life! I’m busy! With hockey! With classes! And wasn’t it me that asked you to come here this weekend?!”

She picked her head up, now getting heated, “Oh yeah, when I called you! Then I drove up here! To see you!” “What does it matter who called who?! And who drove where?!” “Because it’s always me!” “It’s not always you.” “Have you seen my apartment, Trevor? Not just on facetime?!... No! You haven’t!”

After a couple more back and forth points, both defending themselves and blaming each other without listening back. Y/n was now sitting criss cross on Trevor’s bed while the boy sat in his desk chair. The pizza they had ordered was sitting next to her on the bed, half eaten.

“Trevor, I haven’t even met your new friends-” “They’re not important.” “But shouldn’t you want me too? God forbid you’re not the centre of attention.. And you don’t- You used to tell me you loved me five times a day, sometimes more.. You don’t do that anymore.” “I’m busier now.” “Busier than when you were on team USA?!”

That shut him up. His head dropped to his hands, elbows rested on his knees. Licking his lips he picked up his head again to look at the girl, the sadness was written all over his face, they both knew what was coming. After a moment the words they’ve both been thinking for the past hour were spoken into existence.

“Maybe we should break up…”

After a minute she dared to look at the boy, his head was back in his hands, looking at the floor, his hair flopped over his face to hide the tears she knew were there. A small puddle from the splashes was her give away, that and the fact that no matter what she will always know Trevor better than anyone.

And she knew that walking out was what Trevor needed, they could talk another time. But Trevor, and herself, needed time to think.

Getting into her car, she stared at the car that was parked in front of her. Staring at herself in the reflection was the only reason she knew she was crying, the glimmer of the tears fell down her cheeks, they tickled slightly when they reached her neck. Her head fell against the wheel, it was like she lacked the strength to hold it up any longer.

Rifling through her purse she finally felt the soft case on her phone, opening it to her contacts she started scrolling till she saw her mom’s contact with a red heart next to it. Just as she was about to press down on the phone, she stopped herself.

She couldn’t call her mom, one because it was far too late, though that’s never stopped her before and her mother always picked up. But the real reason, reason two was that her mom was dealing with far too much right now, dealing with only having one baby at home, Luke, and the weight of knowing Jack was having a terrible rookie year. She couldn’t give the woman more to add to her plate.

It’s always been that her problems were her mom’s problems, her scars are her mom’s scars. But right now, she would rather her mom think that she’s fine while she was hurting more than ever, than make this another thing to keep her up at night. She didn’t need that, and after what she’s done for the girl, she didn’t deserve that.

So she drove. Where? She had no clue. She just drove, thinking about what she could have done differently, what Trevor should have done differently. There were so many things he should have said. But those were things he’d never get to say to her.

She finally stopped at an empty parking lot. The girl was meant to be sleeping at Trevor’s dorm tonight, so she supposed she had to set up camp. Thank god she had a couple blankets and pillows in the back. Getting out she set up a place to sleep in the back of her car. Now left with her phone and her thoughts.

Opening the notes app she got to writing. Writing songs was always something she did when she had to work through her emotions. Yet all she seemed to be able to write was, ‘I hate Boston’. It wasn’t Boston’s fault, but with how she was feeling now she would always remember this place as where she got her heart broken.

2021

“Mom, seriously I’m fine with this.”

Of course she wasn’t fine with this, Trevor is now living full time an hour away from her. And obviously she knew this was going to happen eventually, so she should have known better, but that’s besides the point.

“You know I worry about you.” “I know, but I’m fine, mom.”

Ellen was calling her everyday to check in, she knew her daughter was hurting, she could hear it in the girl’s tone, no matter how many ‘I’m fine’s and ‘don’t worry about me’s she knew. Y/n naively thought she was fooling the woman, she didn’t want to worry her mom over the pain she was feeling from a guy she broke up with two years ago.

“Okay. I love you, honey.” “I love you too, mom”

In her mind, what Ellen didn’t know couldn’t hurt her.

She was so fucked up. Out with her friends in LA, going into bar after bar, she needed to clear her thoughts, which worked as she couldn’t hear them anymore. Which is probably why she ended up texting Trevor whom she hasn’t talked to since the summer a couple months ago. After she put her phone on the table she quickly picked it up again at the sound of her ringtone.

“Hey Trevor!” “Hi. Did you mean to send that text to me?” “I don’t remember what did it say?” “From what I can make out it says, ‘hey can I come over?’ though most of it was spelt extremely wrong and that’s coming from me.”

It was like old times, no awkwardness, that was the nice thing about Trevor he always knew how to get the awkward tension from the air.

“Yeah, that was the one I meant to send to you.” She also texted Luke, saying how much she missed him, she would hate it if she accidently sent that one to him.

“You wanna see me?” “Yeah!” “For what?”

They both knew what she wanted to come over for, but better be safe than sorry.

“You know.” After a moment of silence, he responds, “Okay” and sends over his new address.

Not wanting to track down her friends, she left, texting them in the uber that she left and was going to sleep, it technically wasn’t a lie she was going to sleep, eventually, but she couldn’t tell them she was going to see Trevor because they would try to stop her. She was drinking water in the uber wanting to sober up by the time she got to Trevor’s, and as her head was clearing of the cloudiness the alcohol brought her, she knew it was a bad idea. Of course it was a bad idea. Hooking up with an ex is like rule 101 of breakup etiquette. And that she probably shouldn’t, but… Fuck it, it’s fine.

The man buzzed her into his apartment building, she made her way up to the second floor, and all the way to his door she couldn’t help but think this was a bad idea, it could only end badly. But what if it didn’t? What if it ended good, really good?

She only knocked on the door once before it opened to show the smiling boy. God, when she looked at him, all the thoughts of this ending badly left. He looked good, he looked hot, she’s sure she’s seen better but in that moment, who cared?

She pushed him in the door, shutting it behind her and let Trevor push her up against it. She couldn’t hear her thoughts again, no longer drunk of alcohol but drunk of him. His hands travelled south, starting at her waist then over her hips and then stopping at the hem of her skirt, now travelling back up this time under her clothes.

“You’re not still drunk, right?” “No, I had like five waters on the way here.” “Good.”

His hands went to the backs of her thighs, lifting her off the floor, her legs went around his waist and her hands were now more secure on his shoulders to aid him in carrying her. They made their way onto the couch, Trevor laying the girl down on her back before climbing on top, leaving kisses up her body until he met her lips. He paused slightly, was kissing too personal? Yes.

Instead he decided to kiss her neck as his hands made their way to push her skirt up farther and hooking his hands around the waist of her panties, between soft pecks on her neck and chest, he asked, “You’re sure.” “God, Trevor, would I have gotten in an hour long uber ride if I wasn’t sure?” “Just have to make sure.” Thinking that was enough, the girl waited to feel his lips back on her and his hands back to their movements, and when she felt no such thing, she opened her eyes to look at the boy that was already looking back. He had a teasing smirk on his face and a look on his face as if to say, ‘go on’. She knew what he wanted so she did it, if she wasn’t this eager she would have teased him back but alas, “Yes.” “Good girl.”

After getting her panties off and out of his way, the man brought his hand back up to her cunt, he left feather light touches around her hole, teasingly inserting the very tip on his middle finger only to leave her empty again after a second. He brought his finger to his mouth, wetting it with his spit before going back to her cunt and rubbing a tight circles on her clit. The weight of his fingers caused the sensation to run from the tips of her toes to a feeling deep in her stomach.

“Ohh, Trev, please.”

His unoccupied hand nudged the hem of her shirt off as a sign to take it off, which she did, he then slipped his hand under her back to the clasp of her bra, slipping it off and throwing it onto the coffee table next to them. Now playing not-so-gently with her nipples, rubbing the hardened buds between his index finger and thumb while tugging slightly. Without concern he inserts two fingers, now using his thumb on her clit sporadically. Which caused the girl to moan his name, even louder when his mouth attached to her nipple.

“Trevo-ohh, more- please more!”

Slipping his fingers out of her and bringing them to his mouth, he tasted the tanginess of the girl, something he missed. After cleaning his fingers off her precum he took off his own shirt, finally levelling out the clothes-to-bare skin ratio that till he started unbuckling his pants wasn’t fair.

After getting his pants and boxers out of the way, Trevor rubs the head of his cock up and down the girl’s wet folds, gathering her precum to help him slip in easier. Without warning the man thrusted into his girl’s cunt, “Ooh, baby, still feel so fucking good.” If she wasn’t completely thoughtless from his dick being inside her she would have definitely overthought the man’s use of the pet name, she’ll overthink later.

Getting himself into a perfect pace for them both Trevor brought his lips down to her neck again, suckling and leaving lingering kisses to her sweet spot, finding it effortlessly even after all these years. It was like nothing had changed. Later on the ride home she would realise that in fact everything had changed.

“Trev, I’m gonna-ahh” “Me too. Let go, baby.”

He hit a new spot deep inside her when he brought her knee up to the girl’s shoulder, he could feel the girl squeeze around him. And after a few more thrusts he felt the gush of her cum dripping out of her and around him. He tried his best to last longer to elongate her orgasm, but from the feeling of her cumming he quickly slipped out and came on the girl’s stomach.

Resting on his knees, head falling back as he caught his breath, he got up walking to the bathroom, he came back clean and wearing his boxers and a warm wet towel. Coming back to her, he kneeled between her legs once again, whipping the warm wet hand towel through her folds to clean the girl up.

“Ahh” “Sorry, baby, I’ll try to be gentle.”

He continued to clean her off, slipping her panties back on her when he’s done. He also helped her slip on her shirt, both forgot about her bra, but truthfully she didn’t even want to think about putting it back on in her tired state.

“We should do this again.” He joked to break the awkwardness of hooking up with your ex.

“You know we don’t work, Trev.” “No I mean.. Just this.”

So they did. And at first it was good for a while. They agreed it was casual, that there would be no attachments. They met in some random parking lot because Trevor’s roommate was home, Trevor’s head between her legs. Licking between her wet folds to clean off her cum. When he had gotten all that he could he sat up and crawled over to his seat, whipping his mouth with his sleeve when he sat back.

“You taste so good, baby.” He said while he leaned over the console to place a kiss on her lips that left an anger bubbling in her chest, how could he say they weren’t together when he would kiss her like that, “Let’s get in the back.”

They both got out of the car, Trevor faster than the girl who was still recovering from her orgasm. He opened the truck, getting in and helping the girl get in after him. Cuddled together like old times, she could almost pretend that there was love. Neither talked, that’s how she liked it at the moment then she could pretend it truly was like old times and they were in love again, and that they would talk about moving in together next season. But they couldn’t. Because they were just casual.

She really did like the idea of being casual and having no attachments at first, but it’s Trevor. She could never be just casual with Trevor. How could they be casual when her favourite clothes lived at his apartment? How could they be casual when Ava called her every time she needed advice from an ‘older sister’? How could they be casual when his mom invited to stay with her in Long Beach while she was there to see Trevor? How was that casual?

Trevor was good to her. He really was. Because in his man brain they were casual. But she couldn’t lie to him anymore. She hadn’t written a song in forever, too afraid of what would spue out of her mind when she picks up her guitar.

“Is this still just casual for you?”

His head turned towards her, like it was slow motion in a movie. He looked at her like he was hurt. Why was he hurt?

“Y/n, we shouldn’t talk about this now-” “If not now then when?!” “Y/n-” “No, really, Trevor. When? When?!”

He brought his knees up to his chest, his head resting in his hands between them. She could see the deep breaths he was taking by the rise and fall of his back, “We said no attachments, baby.”

“It’s us, Trevor! Did you seriously think we wouldn’t have attachments?! I can’t keep doing this-” “What?” “That fact that tomorrow I could wake up and you could decide we’re done! That scares me! The fact that I have no idea if you'll just let me go at any moment!” “You know I wouldn’t do that.” “Do I?! Because, honestly, Trevor, it feels like you’ve never loved me. That you just want sex. And I can’t do that anymore, I want more! And if you really can’t give me that.. Then I have to let you go.”

She couldn’t do it anymore. Acting like this was what she wanted. She didn’t want to pretend he loved her anymore. She honestly doesn’t even know why the silence from him still shocked her. But fuck did it anger her more.

“Talk, Trevor! Talk!” Shaking his head as he starts, “You knew I didn’t want a relationship when this started! So don’t go blaming me for this! I’m just getting my career started, and I can’t have a girl to distract me right now.” “...That’s what I am to you? Just a girl?” “Y/n, c’mon, you know I didn’t-” “No! Don’t back track now! I’m just some girl to you! I’m just some girl you bang on your couch sometimes!”

Getting out of this, she walks to her car in the next space over, reaching for the handle she hears, “I just don’t know you anymore.” The scoff that came from her lips was louder than intended, but at this point she didn’t care, “Bye, Trevor.”

She left that parking lot as fast as possible, blew through a red light to get onto the 405. She couldn’t help but think ‘what if she got in a car crash tonight’ nothing good came from thinking of stuff like that but she often did, and if she did crash tonight, she thinks that she would regret Trevor. It hurts her to think that after all they’ve been through, she regrets him and all the time she spent thinking of him. When he clearly didn’t think of her as much.

She thought about all the things he put in front of her time and time again; hockey, his team, sex, they all seemed to be more important to him. As time went on between them, she could feel her importance to him slip away. From that first night in his new apartment to now, she had fallen far down his list of priorities.

The houses along the road caught her eye, a couple was sitting out on their deck. It reminded her of the night her and Trevor first got together on the roof of the girl’s house, just outside her bedroom window. That felt lifetimes away, she almost forgot her and Trevor ever felt that strongly about each other at the same time. It felt like anything would remind her of Trevor. He was very well acquainted with the back of her head, he’s basically lived there since they were sixteen.

But she should hate him. He didn’t even try to fight for them, both times! She felt stupid, how could she still love a man who clearly didn’t feel love back, lust maybe, but not love. It wasn’t logical, nothing really was with her in regards to Trevor. It was as if he took the logical half of her brain, a power he's had over the girl since a young age. Around him she could only lead with her heart, never her head. And that was the half she desperately needed around him. The half that did hate him, and didn’t want to make excuses and forgive him, because that’s all she wanted to do at that moment.

So she did the only thing that always helped her. She called her mom.

The line only rang a couple times before Ellen picked up, and since she had no idea of the distress her daughter was in she thought this was just like any other of their phone calls, “Hi, honey, how are you?”

As soon as the words passed through the line, the tears in the young girl’s eyes started falling harder, “It’s over.”

Ellen and Y/n always had a special relationship, growing up Y/n didn’t have many friends that were girl’s, the fact that they moved around a lot for the boy’s hockey careers, and she has always had a hard time making friends. She mostly hung around with her brother’s and their friends, who soon became her friends. One good thing that came from that though is the strong relationship she has with her mother.

“Oh, baby, I’m sorry. Do you want to tell me what happened?” On the other line Ellen made her way outside, out of ear shot of anyone else in the house. “I’m alone, hun, get it all off your chest.”

“He never puts me first. I don’t know why I ever thought he could, why I ever thought he could be serious about us. And after all these years, he can’t say he loves me.”

“Maybe, and I know this may not be what you want to hear, but I think it’s what you need to hear. Maybe this is for the best. If a boy can’t put you first, he doesn’t deserve you.”

She thought about that all night, till she fell asleep, but when she woke she thought about it more. Those words repeated in her head for weeks. She kept telling herself that more she gave him, more love, more commitment, he just wanted her less. They didn’t want the same things. Maybe they never would.

And one morning she woke up, and she felt better. The girl still called Ellen everyday. And everyday her mother told her things would get better, and at first she thought this was just a comforting lie a mom has to tell her daughter. But today? Today was the day things started feeling better. It was a weight of her chest.

That day she picked up her guitar. She got it all out, something music always did for her. And it felt nice. So nice.

2023 (summer)

This was the first time Trevor would be at the lake house at the same time as her since the summer of 2021. She had expertly avoided him, spending summers with her friends until she got word from Quinn of Trevor’s schedule. But this year things were different, her best friend is on a trip with her boyfriend in Europe, and even asking very nicely the couple said ‘no’.

And don’t get her wrong, she looked for every other option, but none were there. And she couldn’t just stay home for the summer, she knew her brother’s wouldn’t say anything but it would upset them that she doesn’t come see them during their only time off.

So she was going to see Trevor after years. Well not like it’s been years, they saw each other from time to time at hockey events and whatnot, but it’s been a couple years since they’ve been in the same place for an extended amount of time.

Jack, Luke, and Quinn were outside now, he supposed this would be a good time since they were all there and alone. Most of the other guys were on the other side of the yard playing a casual game of football, but knowing the group it wasn’t casual. He sat down between Jack and Quinn, Luke across from him, he took a quick sip of beer not quite knowing what to say.

“Yes?” Quinn was the one who decided to bite. “Y/n’s coming tomorrow?” “Yeah.” The oldest brother said, harshly, he didn’t know exactly what happened. Y/n would usually go to her friends or their mom about things like that. But that doesn’t mean he hadn’t heard, and seen, his fair share of the lasting effects the break up had on the girl.

Realising where this was going Luke got up, his hands on his knees and he mumbled something only Jack, who was closest to the boy heard, “I’m not dealing with this shit.”

“What about it, Z?” Jack just wanted to get this over with, he knew it was coming, he knew his best friend would ask about the girl before she arrived, but he wished it happened when Quinn wasn’t around, it would save him a headache.

He tried to play it cool, acting like he was just stating a fact to start small talk with no ulterior motives, but they all knew that was a lie. “I just- I was wondering how she is. What she’s up to.” Jack half-expected Quinn to blow his head off at the words, he was always the most protective over their sister. Personally, Jack didn’t care about that, maybe it was because they were the same age, but if he could take care of himself he knew Y/n could. But instead the eldest calmly got up, patted Jack on the back and left without a word.

“Is she good?” “Yeah. She’s good.” “Good.”

Jack didn’t know if he was supposed to say what he was about, but it was already coming out of his mouth when he thought of the consequences, “She’s releasing an album actually.” The boy’s head shot to the side, to look at Jack fully, he only had one question he wanted to ask, Jack didn’t even let the boy get a word in, “Yeah.”

The air in Michigan felt different than in LA, and not just because of the air pollution, Michigan felt like summer. She could feel the change from their usual weather of late winter that slowly seeped to spring then into summer.

Ellen and Jim had picked her up from the airport, which was good because she didn’t have to get an uber but also because she could actually catch up with them without her brother’s interrupting.

“Trevor’s here y’know.” “I know, dad.” “Is that okay?” “I’m happy without him. And I want him to be happy. And I want us to be able to be friendly.” It meant a lot when her father checked in on her, not that he didn’t do it a lot, he did. But right now, she needs it.

The three pulled into the driveway of the lake house, and as soon as they did the girl got out of the car and ran through the house to find everyone. After checking the living room, kitchen, and the den she found the large group of boys outside.

She tackled Luke into a hug, he was closest to her, “Hey, Lukey!” Luke mumbled back since her hug was so tight that his face was shoved into her shoulder, “Hi, Y/n.”

After all the hello’s with her brothers, all very similar to the one she had with Luke, she said hello to her and Jack's friends, Quinn’s friends she’s known as long as she can remember, and Luke’s new College friends, she hadn’t met them yet since she hasn’t been at the lake house. Then of course, after she met someone named Dylan, Trevor caught her line of vision.

And all the work, all the crying, and screaming, and fighting with herself that she made the right decision, all the progress she made, gone. She felt the same as she had the night in the parking lot, and the time in his college dorm. Helpless, helplessly in love with him. Just as she’s always been.

“Hey.” “Hi.”

Both took a deep breath, and it was as if their eyes were glued to each other, they never left. Jack spoke, wanting to give the (ex) couple some privacy, though that didn’t exactly go to plan, “Okay. Um- food in the kitchen.” “Yeah, that sounds good.” The girl said, quickly pulling her sunburn gaze from the boy to make her way back into the house.

“Some history there?” Dylan asked, as he and Luke walked up the steps up to the house.

Y/n successfully avoided Trevor all day, which wasn’t her original plan but after him tearing down all her hard work of getting over him with just a little eye contact and one word, she was scared of what a conversation would do.

So after a long day of not talking about and trying not to think about him, she sat outside her window to think about him. The roof was her favourite place at the lake house, a place she could think.

It was a place that reminded her of Trevor.

How, even after everything, did she love him? After he repeatedly didn’t put her first, didn’t think of how his actions affect her, didn’t want to love her. How did she love him?

She wished they could just strip their history bare and start over. Now that they’re older, they both have careers of their own, maybe it could work this time?

The sound of the bedroom window being pushed further open and shuffling cuts the girl from her thoughts, looking over she sees the very boy that has occupied her thoughts since they were fifteen.

“Hi.” “Hi.”

The boy sat next to her, he left what he thought was an appropriate amount of space between them. Sitting next to her was more nerve racking than he thought, swiping his clammy hands on his knees, Trevor tries to break that awkward tension.

“I heard you’re writing an album.” “I am.” “I’m proud of you. I know that’s what you’ve always wanted.”

Turning her head from where her eyes were previously staring down the horizon in an act to distract her from making eye contact, she looked at him. Took in how he wasn’t looking at her, maybe he was as nervous as her, and his lips that were between his teeth as an anxious tick, his eyes that never stayed in one place for long, he really was beautiful. She’s always thought that.

“Thank you, Trev.”

After a couple too many moments of silence she decides to ask what she’s been waiting to ask, “Where’d you hear that?” “Oh, Jack mentioned it.”

She wishes it was from him asking her brother about her, but realistically Jack probably said something about it to the group and Trevor just remembered. But it didn’t take away from the fact that he remembered that being a singer was always her final goal, and the fact that he was proud of her. He may not know it but that meant the whole world to her.

“I- Y/n… I’m sorry.” Y/n opened her mouth to say she too was sorry, but was cut off by the boy, “No please, I need to talk.” Closing her mouth, she nods a ‘yes’ and lets him continue, “I never should have treated you the way I did, and I’m not just talking about Cali, I’m talking about Boston too. I- You mean so much to me, and I never told you that. And I should have. I should have told you every single day how much I love you and how much you mean to me, no matter if we were in the same bed or across the country, I should’ve told you that everyday.. But I do regret it everyday that I didn’t. That I just let the best, most talented, and smart, and funny, and gorgeous girl in the world go. I was a fucking idiot. I regret that every fucking day.” Trevor can’t help it as he lets small tears fall from his eyes and down his cheek.

“I really did love you. I guess I just- I was really bad at communication, and I was under a lot of pressure with hockey, and that’s no excuse I know! I just what to explain my fucked thought process. I was under pressure and I felt like I couldn’t manage a relationship, but I also felt like I couldn't not have you in my life. And I want you to know, that was never casual. It’s us! Nothing with us is casual.

“And when you broke things off, I’d never and don’t think it’s possible to feel worse than how I did then. I was so fucked that coach sent me to therapy! Which is why I can say all this stuff now.. I just need you to know that, I’ve changed. And even though I don’t deserve it, if you gave me a second chance.. I wouldn’t fuck it up this time.”

Maybe she was fucked, but she believed him. But could she give him a second chance? Or rather, a third chance. After everything he’s done? Could people change? Maybe they could. She never would have pegged Trevor for the therapy type, but he went. She’s gone to therapy, has for years, and it’s helped her. Made her into a better version of herself, maybe it did to Trevor too. But could she take that chance? Risk getting hurt by him again?

Of course she could. It’s Trevor.

“I want to give you another chance. But it’s gonna take a lot more.” “Like what? I’ll do anything.” “If we can be friends this summer, and go to couples therapy when we get to California, and we both try and work hard to make this work. I would.” “Done… I don’t know if this is in the clear for ‘friends’, but I want you to know that I love you.” “I love you too.”

Taylor Swift once said that they’re ‘relationships that are never really done’ that was them. No matter how many years it took, no matter how many chances, and wrong timings they had, their narrative will never truly be over.

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lanadeldixon · 7 months

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Summertime Sadness

Pairing- Daryl x fem reader (some Rosita x reader if you squint)

Word count- 1.1k

Warnings- angst, implied panic attack, mentions of death, someone being beaten, starved Daryl :(

Setting- s7 Alexandria

Summary- The saviours come to collect their 50%, but when you see the condition Daryl is in it’s hard to cope.

“Oh my God,” I whispered “Daryl?” His name a symphony of worry on my lips. A name I used to say with such love now drained of its positivity and filled with fear instead.

Vulnerability shone through his eyes as he turned to me, “Y/N?”

As soon as my name fell from his lips, the end of a gun struck him straight in the jaw, the loud thud of his body hitting the ground echoed through the town.

My breath hitched and a tear rolled down my cheek as they hit him again, yelling at him, “SPEAK WHEN YOU’RE SPOKEN TOO!”

“Leave him alone,” my voice choked up to the point where it came out in only a whisper.

“Let him go,” I cried louder this time, desperate to draw them away.

Hands wrapped around my mouth, too quick for me to react, my screams came out as muffled cries as I attempted to call for help.

But it was no use, I was dragged backwards into my house,

“Shh, you have to calm down, okay?” I immediately un-tensed at the sound of her voice.

“You gotta be tough, you do shit like that you’ll get all of us killed.” Rosita exclaimed sternly.

Her hands released me and she circled me until we were eye to eye.

“You’re not gonna be doing us any favours getting yourself killed,” it was clear to see she was still in grief, she was mourning a man she’d killed off in her mind a long time ago, only now he was truly gone and it was still sinking in.

She had become colder, no one could blame her, however all of us were too busy drowning in our own insurmountable grief and missing loved ones to pay attention to anything else.

I nodded at her like a school kid following her teachers orders then opened my mouth preparing to respond.

“Bam!” The door swung open.

“We said 50% didn’t we?!” His voice shook us to the core.

Whispers of the dead conquered my thoughts as I turned to look at him.

“Woah ho ho well you must be the girl?!”

Negan exclaimed following it with a slight laugh.

“Well you sure are a pretty thing ain’t ya!” His hand reached to my face as he said it, I stared him down, not daring to move but still not hiding my resentment.

“If I weren’t such a fan of your boy Daryl I think I’d have to make you one of my wives,” a sinister grin took over his face as my mine began to pale.

He leaned close to my ear, to the point where I could feel the warmth of his breath as he spoke, “Hell, im the boss, I could just do it anyway…”

I tried to hold back my anger, to not say anything out of fear of what he might do. But the idea of having to marry him sickened and overwhelmed me, “fuck you,” I snarled, eyes finally meeting his.

“You got some massive lady balls and I gotta say, I dig that.” He stated, pulling his face away.

“I’m so tempted to bring you home darling.” He finished, deep down I knew he was just teasing but the thought revolted me.

“I would never be the wife of someone like you,” I responded, my face scrunching up.

He looked at me still with that daring smile.

At that point I couldn’t taken it anymore, my rage boiled until finally, it spilled, I looked at him and let out a large wad of spit aiming it right at his leg.

“Go to hell,” I stated, storms in my eyes.

His face finally faltered as he stared at the stain on his trousers.

“Ho ho ho, you bitch,” he said grabbing the back of my hair and yanking me outside of the house.

“How about we put on a little show, huh darling” he purred in my ear.

I felt ill as he forced me to my knees and began to gesture with Lucille.

“Now I was gonna be nice today but it seems some of you still need an example of how to behave.” Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned as he spoke.

I didn’t cry, I was very careful to heed Rosita’s advice and made sure I didn’t once show my fear, Daryl however did not do the same…

“Y/N!” He screamed as if I was already dead.

“DONT TOUCH HER,” he cried with rage, “I’LL KILL YA!”

“Bring him,” calmly, he gestured to the woman on his right as he spoke.

She dragged him so he was diagonal to me, she then kept her hands on his face, forcing him to keep his eyes on me.

Now I knew to be scared but all I could think was how tired he looked, behind the rage and upset was masked malnutrition and exhaustion. I couldn’t help but worry.

“We’re gonna break up another couple tonight,” he laughed aiming and fake swinging his bat at me.

I grimaced at his statement recalling the story of what happened to Glenn and Abraham and the devastation Maggie and Sasha were left with.

“I’m sorry, you would’ve been a real treat to come home too but looks like you’re gonna end up another lost treasure.”

“Last chance to say goodbye lover boy,” Negan warned.

Daryl was screaming profanities at him, doing everything he could to divert Lucille’s attention to him instead but to my relief, his attempts failed…

That was when the countdown started…

“10…” my breathing quickened.

“9…” I could see Daryl’s mouth moving, his whole body scrambling beneath the saviours holding him back, but all I could hear was Negans voice.

“8…” “just continue to do this when you’re scared okay baby?” I could hear my mums voice infiltrating my thoughts, guiding me to breathe.

“7…” I can see the flowers, they look so pretty, especially now that the lilies have grown, my mother didn’t like lilies, she always loved roses.

“6…” I can see the sun, it shines so brightly today, beaming down its light onto all of us, I think of Daryl’s nickname for me.

“5…” I can see my friends, I love my friends. Part of me wishes I could see Maggie again, the other doesn’t want her to see this.

“4…” I can see the sky, it looks painted today, the way the clouds are floating looks ethereal.

“3…” I can see Daryl. My Daryl, I smile.

“2…” I can see the bat, it blocks the sun as it’s lifted high into the sky.

“1…” I can see Glenn and Abraham, I didn’t think I’d see them so soon but I’m happy-

“I’LL JOIN YA!” Silence overcame the crowd as Daryl pleaded.

“Just let her go, that’s all I ask” his voice quaked, there was a frantic look of desperation in his eyes.

Silence…

Negan chuckled before his face turned stern.

“Who are you?” He commanded in a teasing tone.

“I am Negan…”

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cixrosie · 4 months

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Marry You

Prompt : " Why don't you try kissing my neck? If you don't then im gonna kiss yours." "You're acting like you weren't just just kissing my neck for the thousandth time already just then" from @dumplingsjinson prompt list

You and Jesper have been together for a while recently celebrating your 5th anniversary together and while yes you want to marry him there isn't a rush and he's more than assured you that you are the one he wants to marry.

Cut to today, you woke up warmer than usual as well as feeling stomach cramps. You turn to your right as you lay in bed and you see your boyfriend sleeping soundly . You look at him and smile wide he got in super late last night as he came back from a super long roadie so you didn't get to greet him properly. You guys have no set plans for today but knowing Jesper he will probably want to take you out on a date like he usually does when he comes back from a super long roadie.

Then you decide to get up and deal with the cramps you are constantly feeling in your stomach which means one thing : PERIOD. You hurry up and get up that way you don't stain the bed. You turn around as you get up to look at Jesper to make sure you haven't woken him up but he's still sleep. Heading into the bathroom you pee and deal with the devil and not talking about the one sleep and half naked in your bed.

After Coming out of the bathroom after brushing your teeth you see that Jesper is now awake. One hand behind his head another holding his phone. " Hey baby" he says. "Hi baby did I wake you?" you asked "No " he responded "Good" you say as you got back into bed and kissed him softly. He gently moans into the kiss as you pull away. You smile at him. " whats planned for today?" "I don't know I was thinking let's just see where the day takes us " Jesper says "ok" you respond . "But I'm gonna take a shower do you wanna join" Jesper asks. "No baby I'm sorry I already showered and plus I started my period today" "That's never stopped us before but ok ill be out soon" he says.

Fast forward to the evening Jesper and you have had a pretty chill day mostly just enjoying each other's company . Jesper did check his phone a bunch during the first movie but it's probably just the team group chat about the next practice. You guys made breakfast together then ate said breakfast. After breakfast you guys chilled on the couch wrapped up in each other as you watch movies . Then you guys ordered lunch. Its now about 4:30pm and you guys are still on the couch you laying in between Jespers legs as he rubs your stomach with delicate pressure. " How are your cramps baby" he asks "they aren't that bad your massage is helping a lot " you respond as he smiles down at you and kisses your head.

"Lets go out tonight if you feel up to it just us a nice restaurant " he suggests, "ok" you respond as you get up to get ready. About an hour and half later you guys are both ready. You come down wearing medium length dress that stop just above your calf with a slit in the dress on the right side. Jesper looks at you and his mouth drops. "Gosh you are so beautiful " he says as he stands up to meet up halfway and hold your waist. " You aren't to bad yourself Mr. Bratt" you say jokingly.

Fast forward after a phenomenal dinner and dessert Jesper asks if you guys wanted to walk around a bit before heading home. You nod as you say yes. " Are you sure even with your shoes" Jesper says as he points to your heels you are wearing. " yes these are fine they are super comfortable" you say as you smile at him .

You guys walk around and look at the pretty flowers and sculptures in the park that's near the restaurant. The park is weirdly empty for this time of day but you shake that thought. You feel eyes on you as you ramble about the flowers , you turn and see only one pair : Jespers " what?" you ask as you giggle at him . " Nothing you are just so beautiful " he says as you lean in to kiss him but he stops as he starts to go down on one knee. You instantly started freaking out.

" Why are you...Going down...On your knee? Oh my god Are you--"

"Yes. Yes I am " Jesper says smiling as you start to tear up.

" Ive loved you since the day we met, and everyday since then has made me a better and happier man. Whether we are 1,000 miles apart or right next to each other on the couch, I always feel close to you knowing we have a bright future together . We take care of each other in bad times and celebrate each others successes together, in sickness and in health. Whenever I think about the future , I always see you and me taking it on together and I look forward to every little surprise and laughter I can give you . I Love you so fucking much Will you marry me ?"

" FUCKING YESSSSS YESS YESS JES" you say loudly but you don't care as you stoop down to his level to kiss him as he slides the ring on your left ring finger . Jesper kisses you back even harder as you both stand up . You guys walk to Jespers car and he drive you both back to your shared apartment .

You guys walk through the door and quickly get changed out of your clothes you had on and changed into pajamas . Jesper meets you in bed as you look at him with so much love in your eyes .

"what?" he says " I just love you so fucking much and im sorry" " I love you too baby but why are you sorry" he asks " Because im on my period and we can't celebrate like we should be doing " . Jesper laughs and he kisses your neck " You are so fucking cute , I don't care about sleeping with you baby we have the rest of our lives for that " he says. you laugh at his response as he presses a long kiss to your neck as you involuntarily moan. " well now im turned on" you say to him

" Why don't you try kissing my neck? If you don't then im gonna kiss yours " he says as you kiss his neck . You look up at him with an eyebrow raised. " what?" " You're acting like you weren't just kissing my neck for the thousandth time just then" you say as he laughs as he pulls you closer to him. " yea and ill keep doing it for the rest of your lives" Jesper says .

You lean in to kiss him and say " Im so happy I get to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you " " As do I my love" he responds as you both start to dose off to sleep.

In the morning you wake up and look at your left hand to make sure it wasn't a dream : You and Jesper are engaged . You hear a slight giggle as you do and turn and see Jesper laughing .

"what?" you ask him

"One I see you checking your hand and yes its real and two look at these texts from the group chat " he says as he hands you his phone as scoots closer to you , you laugh as you start to read:

DEVILS Groupchat:

Yesterday at 3:30pm

Jesper: no you guys will not be there when I propose im already nervous

Today at 10:45am

John : Oh wow

Cap'n Nico : Is he gonna do it ?

Dawson: HE IS HE IS

Jack: Its about damn time

Luke : AWWWw I can't wait to congratulate them

Cap'n Nico: were not even supposed to be here

Dawson : or know

Jack: who else is starting to get a rash from being in that bush so jesper would see us?

John : Jesper is gonna be pissed when he finds out

Jack: not as pissed as he'll be when he finds out Dawson recorded the whole thing

Luke: WAIT

Luke: FUCK GUYS THIS ISNT THE OTHER CHAT WITHOUT JESPER ITS THE MAIN ONE HE WILL SEE THIS

Jack: FUCKKKINGG HELL

Dawson: Hi jesper if you see this I wasn't there I have no video of you proposing

Dawson : FUCK

By the time you are done laughing you have tears from laughing so hard but then you smile because those idiots are gonna be apart of your family for the rest of your life and you aren't complaining

a/n: AHHHH HIII AGAIN this is my second fic and I had to show my man Jesper some love with this fic also requests are open so send them in

im tagging some people who ive read phenomenal pics and AUs from and mutuals and just overall great people. feedback is appreciated but don't feel like you have to ok bye <3

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eilishsluv · 6 months

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billie x fem reader have a dumb argument during dinner at a restaurant and go home (still not talking to one another). since they’re not sleeping in the same bed, when trying to go to sleep they both realize they need each other to do so. the two make up and fall asleep together.

i loooove this prompt, enjoy!

trouble sleeping

billie x fem!reader

summary: up above!

warnings: angst, arguing, unedited

notes: i got heaps of fics otw, keep an eye out:D

to say billie was stressed was an understatement, she had so much going on so she wanted you to take you out to dinner, relax & have a good night. only it didnt turn out so good. billie had an extra hard day & there was tension in the air between you two, which left you stumped on what you could've done.

yet you two still made it to the restaurant. there was people taking tons & tons of photos, you could tell it didnt help billies current mood but she tried to push it down, then her order came out wrong.

"baby just go take it back, they arent gonna care" you told, you hated seeing so much go wrong & the last thing you wanted was for her to eat a meal she didnt want.

"no its fine" billie replied, irritation visible in her voice.

"bils just go-"

"no y/n im not gonna go get them to replace my meal, i dont care so leave it" billie snapped.

you stared at her for a second, slightly shocked.

"no need to snap at me billie, i just wanted you to enjoy a nice fucking meal that you actually asked for" she had now put you in a bad mood, but you both watched your words & the level of your voice incase someone filmed it.

"whatever lets just go home" billie said grabbing enough money to cover the cost & quickly getting up from the table, heading outside.

you followed behind her, heading towards the passenger side, not surprised she didnt race before you to open the door for you. she was already in the car starting the engine.

once you sat in & buckled your seat belt, there was no hand on your thigh, no talking, just slight music on the radio in the background.

you made it home, both still in your moods you didnt wanna sleep in the same bed as her, atleast not right now.

"im sleeping in the spare room." you muttered while walking in the door, even though you had no need to be, you were scared for her to snap at you again.

"mmm" was all you got from her.

scoffing at her response you headed upstairs to get changed & grab your pillows, passing her in the hallway.

time skip

tossing & turning gave you nothing, just being more uncomfy than before. 12:42 the clock read, sighing you realised how you just wanted to be in billies arms falling asleep with her.

billie was in the same boat as you, missing you just wanting to hold you while drifting off to sleep. her mind was running from 'i fucked up' to 'no i didnt i stood my ground' but she was quickly snapped put of her thoughts.

back in your pov

you gave in & knocked on her door.

"come in" billie said blandly.

you walked in to her flipped over, faced away from you. you walked towards the bed & sat down, you rubbed her back lightly.

"trouble sleeping?" she asked in a off tone.

"im sorry bils, i shouldn't have pushed you or sworn at you, especially in public." you spoke softly.

she flipped over & sat up to face you.

"thankyou for apologising, im sorry too mama. i shouldnt have taken my bad mood out on you" billie moved closer to you.

you moved in, straddling her lap & kissing her. her hands immediately on your waist.

"lets go to sleep yeah?" billie asked pushing her forehead against yours.

"please" you replied getting off her & laying down in bed, her arms wrapping around you.

"i love you baby" you spoke

"i love you more mama, sleep well" billie replied pressing a kiss to your head.

#billie eilish #billie eilish x reader #eilishsluv

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lily-174 · 1 year

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you can do one where y/n is in a relationship with Jay Halstead but y/n is 22 and Jay is like 36 and he wants to introduce her to his friends and also if possible that she is pregnant.

“you can do this.” Jay Halstead x reader.

A/N- im gonna age her up a few years she’s gonna be 24, i hope you still enjoy.

trigger warning- pregnancy, worry, angst, fluff, alcohol.

chicago pd masterlist

you and jay had been together a year having met him at mollys when you were 23, it had been amazing since you’d met. he’d take you out whenever he could and spoil you. he was such a loving and caring guy, he took care of you and you took care of him.

your relationship was so healthy, even though sometimes it proved difficult with his long hours and dangerous job. you did worry about him, it didn’t help that you hadn’t fully met any of his team. whenever you seemed worried or he was on a case that was particularly dangerous he’d try and send you more reassuring texts then normal, and he always reassured you he was safe and his team had his back when he got home.

you knew bad things had happened to him before he’d told you about them and what would happen if they happened again, how you would be told if he got kidnapped and how you would be placed in protective custody if anything happened.

he always did his best to insure you were happy, he’d order takeout to your shared apartment when he had to stay at work later then planned, if he came home early he would make a nice meal for the both of you to share.

he was amazing, but your world stopped when you found out you were pregnant, you thought this amazing life you’d built would be destroyed. jay was the man of your dreams and there was a slight age gap which sometimes made you overthink but as jay always does, he reassured you and promised you he loved you and he’d be there no matter what.

your anxiety was so high the day that you told him, but once you had it all diminished.

“jay.. i’m um- i’m pregnant..” you mumbled fiddling with your fingers as you told him, you felt as if you could be sick. you couldn’t make eyecontact with the man you loved.

“y/n, look at me..” he said a finger going under your chin making you make eyecontact with the much taller man.

“i know it’s very early on, but since the day i met you i knew i wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. and this doesn’t change that. you are my person. i love you so much.. i love you both so much.” he continued bringing you into a hug, you held onto him tightly, a few tears rolling down your cheeks. how did you ever get so lucky to find a man like jay.

now here you were a month later just after jay had told his team they were expecting a baby. the team were adamant on meeting the woman jay was having a baby with, the woman jay had spoken about constantly, the woman who had jay smiling at his phone at work like a love struck teen.

you were anxious to say the least, jays team was his family. you were scared you wouldn’t get their approval, jay had done his normal thing, reassuring you all would be okay. now you stood outside mollys as jay placed a soft kiss on your lips.

“babe they love you already. it will be fine” he smiled holding your clammy hand, you nodded taking a deep breath as you and your boyfriend walked into mollys. you both walked up to the table that intelligence had already claimed.

“so this is Y/n” jay smiled as you got to the table wrapping his arm around your waist.

“so this is the infamous y/n we hear about all the time” a big muscular guy laughed as he got up.

“it’s nice to meet you i’m kevin but you can call me kev” he smiled shaking your hand before heading off to get the second round of drinks.

you smiled and sat down next to a dark haired girl who you learnt her name was kim, she was amazing you spoke with her most of the night, you learnt a lot about jays team, he was right, there was nothing to be afraid of. they were some of the nicest people you’d ever met.

you and kim had spent most of the night talking about kids, and kim’s adopted daughter mikayla and the fact you and jay were expecting. you could already tell you and kim were gonna be great friends.

as it got later, you got more tired you needed to have a shower and go to bed so you told jay it was time to go, of course you let him finish his drink and you both said your goodbyes before heading home.

once you arrived home you had a shower and joined jay in bed, only wearing one of his shirts which was big on you. you laid down cuddling into his side. he was so warm. you had gotten too used to sleeping next to him that when he wasn’t home you found it so much harder to sleep.

“so how was it? what do you think of them? not as bad as you thought” jay asked pulling you closer to him, you closed your eyes laying your head on his chest.

“it was amazing, kev and adam are hilarious and well i love kim shes so sweet. i’m so glad i got to meet them baby.” you said as jay gently rubbed your back.

“i’m so glad you like them”

“they’re part of your family jay, i couldnt not like them” you smiled, you were exhausted and finally having some time to just enjoy jays presence. you could feel yourself drifting to sleep.

“you know what they say, it takes a village to raise a baby and we have that” jay said smiling when he didn’t get a response he looked down at you, you had fallen asleep so quickly. jay laid there holding you against him for ages just happy, happy you were all gonna be a family.

#chicago fire #chicago pd #chicago pd imagine #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead #one chicago x reader

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w2soneshots · 3 months

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Attention -Tobjzl

Words: 0.5k+

Warnings: angst.

In which Tobi has been really busy lately so decides to make it up to you.

I lay on the bed waiting for Tobi to get home, he's been really busy lately and I feel like Ive barely seen him. Before he got home I ended up drifting off. I woke up almost an hour later and he still wasn't home "how long are you gonna be? x" I asked him over text. "another hour, Im really sorry babe" he replied after a few minutes. I sighed and went back to sleep.

Tobi pov:

I got home around 1:30am and immediately went to see y/n. When I got to our room I cracked open the door to see her laying fast asleep on the bed. I sighed. I haven't been around much lately and I feel awful. Ive been so busy with Sidemen shoots, bright side and streaming but she hasn't complained once. I slowly crept into the room and stripped my clothes off so I was just in my boxers, then slid into the bed and went to sleep.

y/n pov:

The next morning I woke up and reached my hand over only to feel a cold empty bed. I sighed and got up but when I walked into the kitchen I saw Tobi stood plating up breakfast. "Whats this for?" I said with a smile sitting on one of the stools. He placed a plate In front of me, grabbed his own and sat down. "I know I’ve been busy lately and I haven't been showing you much attention so I made this to thank you for being so patient with me." he said as we began eating. "thank you, and I know you can't help how busy you are." I said before taking another bite of my food.

Tobi cleared his whole schedule so we could spend the whole day together without any interruptions. "get ready we're going out for dinner." he said getting up. "dinner?" I said also standing. "yup, we leave in an hour." he said. I quickly got up and ready, doing my makeup, my hair and picking a nice outfit that Ive been saving for a special occasion.

Once I was done I picked a bag and walked into the living room. "I'm ready!" I said to Tobi who sat on the couch with his back to me. He quickly stood up and turned around "wow, you look beautiful." he said with a smile on his face. "thank you, you look handsome," I said with a smile "now let's go."

When we got to the restaurant a waitress took us to the table Tobi had booked. "this place is beautiful." I said as we sat down. Once we ordered and ate our food Tobi asked me to come outside with him onto the small private balcony that was attached to the restaurant. "I love you so much." he said once we were outside. I smiled "I love you too." "y/n, we've known each other for almost 10 years and been together for 6 of those years, and since the moment I met you I knew you were the one," he said while staring into my eyes. "so," he said getting down on one knee. I gasped and put a hand to my mouth. "will you marry me y/n?" I smiled and nodded. "of course I will!" I said. He stood up and wrapped me in a passionate hug.

#fanfic #image #oneshot #sidemen #tobi brown x reader #tobi brown #tobjizzle #tobjzl #angst

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that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main · 2 years

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Being Frank Castle's Daughter in Hawkins Pt 3

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reader: female | Age: 17-18 range

Characters Mentioned: Frank Castle (MCU), Matt Murdock (briefly, MCU), Kate Bishop (Briefly, MCU), Peter Parker (briefly, MCU), Ant-Man (Briefly, MCU), Black Window (Briefly, MCU), Thor Odinson (briefly MCU), Steve Rogers (Briefly, MCU), Bucky Barnes (briefly, MCU) Ghost rider (once, MCU), Bruce Banner (once, MCU), Pietro Maximoff (Once, MCU), Deadpool (Once, MCU), Steve Harrington (ST), Billy Hargrove (ST), Nancy Wheeler (ST), Eddie Munson (briefly, ST) Dustin Henderson (briefly, ST) Mike Wheeler (briefly, ST), Max Mayfield (briefly, ST), Neil Hargrove (briefly, ST), Mrs.Wheeler (briefly, ST) Holly Wheeled (Briefly, ST), Mr. And Mrs. Harrington (ST)

type: headcanons + drabbles (unnecessary long ones too lol)

A/N: im glad you guys are liking this

Warnings: Y/n beats ass, also Y/n gets stabbed by a fork, Mrs.Harrington being the biggest ass and shoving her religion down your throat, this part really has it out for our reader, also Mrs.Harrington called you a dyke so fuck her, mentions of scars and Past abuse from Neil at Billy

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Hawkins, you had called the place home for about a month and a half, and with fall in full swing and break coming up, things were starting to get busy

Halloween was coming up and it was just as a big thing in Hawkins as it was in New York

You always loved Halloween, it's good fun, plus the colors were always a nice contrast to New York and its grayness

And you had a habit of dressing up as shitty put-together costumes of superheroes to make your friends laugh after all you were meant to be them the best one was spiderman

By best, it means crack head energy one

Good time good times

The Bully continued though: so no good times :(

You're basically annoyed at this point, Like would you find a few ways to harass me thanks, Wiping away marker day after day just seems like, no thought put into it

With the last week of school coming up, well, that was different.

Steve had started sitting with you during lunch, till he finally spits it out that he and Nancy had split a few weeks ago.

But you felt like he had been holding on for a while to that

So with him now girlfriend less and Tommy and Carol free he spent lunch with you.

"So what are you gonna be for Halloween?" Steve asked.

Y/n shrugged, "who knows. I was thinking something superhero."

"Like Black widow?" Steve asked.

"Try Ant-Man."

"Ant-Man? Please." he rolled his eyes, causing Y/n to chuckle.

"Oops!"

The harmless laughter was soon cut off by food being dumped straight onto her head.

"Oh no!" A girl aspirated, loudly, "not my milk too!"

Y/n and Steve were too in shock to even move, Y/n being covered in sloppy joe, mashed potatoes, and strawberry milk. The whole cafeteria went silent as the girl's laughter filled the silence.

"You don't mind if I take yours right?" She asked, "Accidents happen all the time."

The girl took the milk from Y/n's barely-touched tray and walked off to the center between all the tables, walking down as if it was some runway with her friends.

"That's It!" Y/n shouted standing up the whole table rocking as she did so.

"y/n! Y/n!" Steve called as she walked from between the tables, pulling her jean jacket off and wiping her face on it before tossing it aside, "Heather get the FUCK back here!"

The teen turned around, smirking at her as her friends laughed.

"Aw. Little nobody wants to get in a cat fight?" She mocked, watching Y/n take off her belt, "She's a whore too! Gonna undress for the whole school are you?"

Steve ran in beside her, "Y/n if you fight them-"

"It's not a fight if all I do is beat there ass." Y/n defended, "So go back to your see. Now."

Steve gulped back up towards the table. "Go sit down with you little bitch friends," Heather ordered as Y/n stood there.

The cafeteria was silent, all eyes on Y/n as she sniffled something itching her nose as she wrapped her belt around her palm and knuckles letting it go down her forearm and tightening it on her arm. The girls looked at each other and laughed under their breath.

"Is that supposed to scare me?" She asked as she started forward towards Y/n stopping barely an inch apart.

"This is your warning." Y/n demanded calmly, "you walk away, and you apologize to Steve for calling him a name."

"And if I don't?" She spoke.

Y/n nodded looking down, Heather laughing: all bark and no bite.

Y/n calmly placed her hand on Heather's shoulder, and quickly gut punched her hard, Heather crumbling to the ground in pain wheezing for pain as Y/n pushed her over easy with her foot.

"Someone else wanna come at me!" Y/n shouted.

"Y/n! Behind you!"

Y/n turned around too slow just to be rushed at by one of the girl's boyfriends, she was driven into a support pillar as he punched at her gut.

"YEAH! GET EM Y/N!" Eddie cheered, the whole cafeteria in uproar: apparently Y/n's not the only one these guys were fucking with.

Grabbing him by his hair she dragged him near a table and tossed him into it, it hit him in the gut as Y/n grabbed him by the hair once more and threw him to the floor. Another boyfriend jumped in, pulling Y/n by her hair she struggled against his grasp but dropped onto her knees, he was thrown off balance causing him to jolt forward as she grabbed him by his arms and flipped him over her, sending him to the ground and hard. She stood back up seeing the girls at the end of the cafeteria scram as quick as they could.

"Knife!"

Y/n turned her head, seeing the first boy come at her with a small pocket knife, his swings sloppy and clearly just aiming for her face, she dodged and landed a punch across his face, clean hard, and fast.

Billy Fucking Hargrove had come from no where to help, finished with his cigarette, and grabbed him pulling him away from her and beating him up. Heather had grabbed someone's metal fork from their tray in silence and rushed at Y/n, getting her in the upper shoulder with it piercing the flesh deeply. That would injure Y/n enough to teach her a lesson.

Yet Y/n pulled the fork from her shoulder and threw it aside shocking the girl as Y/n grabbed her by the front of her shirt and dragged her to a table, kicking her knees in and pushing her head to the table flat.

"Steve." Y/n spoke looking up at him, he was right there, "Top pocket of my bag, a little white box."

He looked at her in shock, "Steve!"

"yeah! yeah!"

He did as ordered and quickly tossed her the box she used her teeth to open the box, the box was a little shaker box, filled with sharp pins they'd use on maps in class. The girl squirm as Y/n grabbed her by the face, opening her mouth forcefully.

"I don't mind losing a few of these," Y/n told shaking the box a sharp pin barely hanging on as the girl started to cry, "You know this hurts, yeah it hurts real bad. I know It's happened to me before,"

"P.Please!" The girl gargled, her mouth still forced open.

"I let you walk away if what!?" Y/n argued, "What did I promise!"

The girl looked at Steve, "I'm sorry."

"What?" Y/n asked shaking the box, "I can't hear you!"

"I'm sorry! Please!" She begged, "I won't do it again! Ever! Please!"

"Not loud enough!" Y/n argued.

"Y/n that's enough!" Steve argued Heather crying.

"I Said louder!" Y/n demanded shaking the box as a few fell from the edge.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please! Please!" She cried louder looking at Steve, Y/n catching the pins before they fell into the girl's mouth letting the girl fall onto the floor.

The whole cafeteria was cheering: the biggest bullies were completely destroyed, Billy grabbed your jacket, and Steve threw you your bag as you and Billy rushed out of there before the teachers came around.

Eddie basically being your hype man after you ran: "And Y/n Castligone wins by a not so shocking 50 points!"

That just causes more cheering.

And Billy drove you home

Luckily no one was home and you were able to take a shower while Billy sat in your room

Afterward, he helps in bandaging those stab marks from that fork

That's the first time he sees your back up so close.

He's seen plenty of girls naked before yeah, but your back is different

It's covered in old scars that had faded and blended in with your skin

He wants to ask about them so bad: but if what he thinks is true, he can't help you as much as he thinks, he's in the same situation

and he knows asking is a touchy subject

But Billy ends up staring anyways

"New York's hard on the body." Y/n responded finishing covering the fork stab wounds, "Thanks."

He's quiet as he watches Y/n put a bra on, back still to him, and then a shirt.

"You said you'd call me," Billy argued.

"Call you?" Y/n asked, "about what?"

"You know what!" He shouted, shocking Y/n, "I can't believe I actually fucking cared!"

"I don't even understand what your talking about!" Y/n argued back.

"So those scars just appear right!?"

Y/n looked at him like he was stupid, he had no idea what he was talking about: "You don't know what you're talking about." Y/n argued.

"Oh? I don't?" Billy argued, red in the face: He seemed to hurt more than anything, "fucking try me because I understand how it is to be beat for every small fucking detail out of place."

"What?" Y/n asked, this was news to her, and his anger dropped: she was genuinely confused, isn't this what they had slowly been hinting at each other this whole time?

"Hargrove."

He went to walk away but she grabbed his wrist, "Billy. Sit. please."

You had never come clean to anyone, about you and Frank's work, you swore him to secrecy, with a pinky swear and he thought you were fucking stupid

So you told him about it all: Your time in New York: everything to fighting with Frank against Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, to meeting the literal God of Thunder, from Daredevil to ghost rider, and ghost rider to bruce banner, you laid it all on the floor for him: you even told him about Pietro

You make him too vulnerable and he tells you about his dad: but also swears you to secrecy and to your demise, you promise, and he tells you everything and you actually listen which makes it that much easier for Billy to just throw it all out.

You guys just become that much closer, and he gets a well-deserved bear hug.

"Maybe I'll take you away to New York one day," Y/n spoke softly, holding Billy tight.

Yeah he'd like that.

A phone call interrupts the two of them, Y/n going to pick it up.

"God finally," Steve spoke on the other end, "You okay?"

Y/n smiled small, "I'm good yeah, nice shower and everything."

"Maybe best to lay low for the rest of the day," Steve spoke, " Everyones been keeping it to themselves, what happened at lunch. Think those girls got too scared to say anything."

"Well let's hope they don't bother anyone anymore," Y/n responded.

"Y...yeah..." Steve nervously released, "Say...Uh thanks, I don't think anyone really ever stuck up for me, ya know?- it's not like people call me names all that much-"

"It's fine," Y/n responded, "Let's just say I don't like bullies at all..."

Steve chuckled, "Yeah I can see that...but uh, you know, as a thanks...my dad has this dinner happening: with some people from work, did you wanna...I don't know come along?"

"A...party?"

"No, large dinner." Steve corrected quickly holding his breath on the other end.

"A party would have been a deal breaker," Y/n chuckled, "But uh I'm free, when is it?"

"Sunday starts at 5:30."

"Yeah, I'll run it by my dad then."

"Cool.Cool. I've gotta run."

"Mhm."

You bet he's screaming like a little girl, and Dustin's there too, he had to be there.

"It's a good day Henderson!!" Steve cheered, "Icecreams on me! Go get you, little shitheads!"

hey Dustin's not complaining at all

And you back to sitting with Billy till Frank comes home, and he sees you two playing the game of life.

"This is Bullshit!"Billy protested.

"What?" Y/n laughed.

"You took the kids and the fucking car! My game piece doesn't even stand up! by itself!"

A whistle steals her attention, "Hey dad." Y/n smiled looking over at him in the doorway, "Sorry I didn't call you, Hargrove me home."

"It's. Fine." Frank spoke, "we got dinner on Sunday, at five."

"Uh..." Y/n spoke, "With the Harringtons?"

"How'd you know?"

"I know their son..." Y/n spoke moving her pieces, "I need 500 Hargrove."

"For what!?"

"Child support."

"Bullshit."

Y/n looked back at Frank as Billy counted the fake money, "Is that all?" Y/n asked.

"Your friends sent you another box."

"What? really!?" Y/n asked with a smile getting up and disturbing the game: thank God was Billy's thought.

You could care about the game now and grabbed the box from its position by the door thanking Frank before going back into the room using her foot to close the door.

Since Billy knows about your past and the whole Punisher's daughter thing, you allow him to stay for the weird shit that's being sent to you

This one's weirder than the last one, and in the Letters, Matt even apologizes for the weird shit that's gonna be in the box

There are some photos, and you show Billy who's who: But don't reveal any identities, he sees that you're happy talking about them

"Family dinner must be fun." Billy joked.

Y/n laughed, "Yeah, Sunday dinner is really fun."

A small smile painted his face, messing with a small stone sent to her by Thor, it was from Asgard apparently and highly valuable.

"Just like this week's Sunday dinner." Billy teased, "I can see it now, City bird becomes Harrington."

Y/n rolled her eyes and laughed, "Oh please. Not gonna be a Harrington if I'm blowing this joint with a Hargrove after graduation now am I?"

He let out a chuckle, setting the stone back in its velvet bag.

"Throw a punch at Harrington for me?" Billy asked Y/n smiling.

"Just for you."

"Yeah?" Billy asked with a smile, his teeth grazing his bottom lip just the slightest.

"yeah."

And that was his cue to leave, he say his goodbye to you before leaving

Turns out he has to go to that stupid dinner too, so he could punch Harrington himself

and when he tells you, you laugh in his face, and now you're running from him

Apparently, Mr.Harrington had become friends with one of his security guards during the night shifts, and Frank was always doing Extra hours during night construction on a new building for the company

That's how this happened

You told Steve about it: wow small town

Like literally small town- It's Hawkins what did you expect

And Nancy was talking to you about it during a class you shared, Apparently, her dad was high up and worked under Mr.Harrington too, she was complaining about going to you

but then figured out your going

And says she has to take you shopping: she just has to, because she doesn't have something to wear and wanted to get to know you better now that "Steve wasn't dragging her everywhere."

She says she'll pick you up Saturday, but if you have to go you say you'll just have your dad drop you off downtown and she agrees

You are not excited to go shopping you know you're gonna be dragged into some girly store.

You ask Frank about it at Dinner and he almost laughs: you're asking him to drop you off to go DRESS shopping, not just shopping, DRESS shopping

"Oh you're serious," Frank spoke.

"Yeah..." Y/n spoke, "unfortunately"

because that's what you want he takes you

When the weekly calls come in even Kate's laughing at you, but you're being serious: "What? What happened to pants gang?" was her response

She was right: you can't break the pants pact "Wear red," matt called from the background.

"Wear purple," Kate called.

"Purples gross."

"Oh sure, because you can totally tell Matt."

You miss the old bickering with the group

but soon the call ends because peter's gotta go save the city

you miss getting those calls to go and help

but you can't let it get you down,

So when Saturday comes along and you're dragging yourself to downtown, nancy is already waiting for you on a street corner

She practically drags you through every store, and it's not like it's slow either, she goes through each one thoroughly with you

"Okay, so what are you going to wear?" Nancy asked, "Dress? Or skirt? Maybe something with a belt around the waist? I bet Pinestrip plaid would look great on you!"

"Can I be honest?" Y/n asked Nancy nodding.

"I was just gonna wear jeans and a shirt."

"oh."

"yeah..." "Steve's uh...Mother is pretty-"

"I mean I can get a dress. I don't-"

"No! No! you should be comfortable, maybe we can go look at the business casual pants? You can still get pinstripe plaid if you want!"

"Yeah, that sounds good."

So maybe Nancy Wheeler wasn't as big of an ass as you had first thought

Though through the whole day you were downtown you had picked out just a pair of fitted pants that were black and flared at the bottom slightly, and a sleeveless turtle neck from the thrift store, Nancy still was having trouble finding the perfect shoes

"I just bought loafers from the thrift store. See there pretty good shape." Y/n defended.

"I can't wear loafers!"

"Okay. Let's calm down." Y/n spoke, "What color are you looking for."

Somehow you manage to calm Nancy down and find some damn heels for her.

She drives you home after getting some ice cream for on the way home.

"So you and Hargrove?" Nancy asked.

"Me and Billy? What about it?" Y/n questioned, as Nancy looked over at her.

"Come on," Nancy spoke.

"What?" Y/n asked again.

"Nothing, never mind." Nancy spoke, "You're both just close then?"

Y/n nodded, "Must be a city kid thing." "Yeah..."

Nancy wasn't convinced, but you were

She dropped you off and waved goodbye as she watched you go inside before pulling off.

"What you buy a whole damn store and work in it?" Frank ask, he was making dinner as she walked in.

"I bought three things."

"After," He looked at the clock, "What? seven hours?"

"Nancy couldn't find heels," Y/n responded.

"Now were the heels for you? or her?" Frank poked at her.

"I stuck to the guns, and got pants, even bought a pair of loafers."

Frank chuckled eating a slice of the vegetable he was cutting.

"Thatta girl," He praised and went back to cooking.

Y/n smiled and went to put her stuff down.

She'd help with Dinner after washing her hands, and then they'd eat together, bs-ing about the week

The main topic was tomorrow's dinner, they laughed at each other: neither were "people" people, they had their close-knit group and that'd be all, but they knew that: and it was yet another thing they had in common

Somewhere during dinner, a deck of Uno cards found its way between them during dinner, they played late into the night there half eaten food getting cold as + four cards continued to be stacked until 16 cards were drawn on Y/n's end.

That was straight of slaughter.

You went to bed after Frank's glorious win

You thought you'd be able to sleep in on a Sunday, but someone was knocking on your window at the crack of dawn.

"Nanc?" Y/n asked, "What the hell are you doin' here?"

"Help me in." She spoke Y/n sighing and taking Nancy's bag from her tossing it on the bed, then pulling Nancy herself inside the room.

"I was thinking I could help you get-"

It was too late, Y/n had already laid herself back in bed, "Gimmie another three hours."

"What? No- also your room looks just like my brothers. A mess."

Y/n shrugged, "that's fine by me."

"Come get up I wanna help you get ready!"

Y/n sighed as she sat up, "Go at it, Nancy-"

"Well, I'm not giving you a shower! come on get up!"

So Nancy drags you to get up and into the shower, she also tells you to wash your hair so she can help you do that too

"What's that."

"Makeup."

"What?"

"Don't worry, I'm not putting glitter on your face," Nancy spoke, "or pink."

"Oh."

She sticks true to her word and keeps it simple, some chapstick: which you thought was lipstick, and some black eyeshadow blended out

She had you get dressed afterward, you but you look "too plain" in her words, you're sleeveless turtle necks black and so are your pants, your loafers black as well.

"You look like you're going to a funeral." Nancy spoke, "Do you have a leather jacket? Or maybe a different colored turtle neck?"

"I have a dark purple turtle neck,"

"Yeah put that on!"

Y/n did as told, careful to watch her face as she changed it out for a purple long sleeve turtle neck.

"That's better." Nancy spoke, and went into her bag, "i brought this from home, it's originally a belt but I think it'd work as a chain too."

Nancy clipped both sides to the belt loops, leaving one loop in between.

"There!" she smiled, showing Y/n her tiny pocket Mirror, "All ready for dinner! Do you mind if I do my make-up here? I'd love to-"

"Y/n?" Frank knocked on the door

"Go," Y/n whispered. "One-minute dad!"

"What?"

"Go out the window." Y/n demanded, "Hurry."

Nancy quickly slid her bag under the bed and Y/n helped her out the window and closed it.

Y/n hurried to the door, opening it, "yeah?"

"You're up?" he spoke, but was more of questioning it, Y/n could easily sleep in till 2pm if she desired.

"Yeah," Y/n responded.

Y/n reached his hand out and she closed her eye as he wiped beside her eyelid.

"Is that makeup?" He asked looking at the black smudge on his finger.

"Yeah. is that okay?" Y/n questioned.

"yeah, yeah," Frank spoke, wiping his hand on his black pants, "You look..."

Y/n raised an eyebrow, "Bad I presume?"

"No. No," he spoke, unable to find the right word.

A smile fell onto Y/n's lips: "if it's leaving you this speechless, I can proudly say I had a good dad to raise me."

He laughed kissing her forehead, "Don't take another three hours."

"Copy that."

Y/n closed her door with a smile, and walked back to the window to see Nancy waiting, "Did you park out on the street?"

"Yeah. I can't drive on that road," she spoke.

"You can come back in."

Nancy and you spend the next hours talking as she does her makeup and she puts a product in your hair as well as her own.

And she then climbed back out your window to go get dressed at her house, just in time too because Frank knocks

"You're cuttin' it, close kid. we gotta go"

"Me? I'm waiting for you old man."

He can only laugh, "yeah well we're gonna make it just on time if you'd walk a little faster."

""Oh? I'm too slow for the old man?"

You both left, and Frank had you carry a pie he made, since when did he bake?

"You never make me a pie." Y/n protested.

"You never ask." He spoke up.

"Since when did you learn how to bake."

"I'm Italian, It's a natural skill," Frank spoke with a laugh.

"You're Italian?" Y/n asked.

"Do you ever listen to anything I ever tell you, kid?"

Y/n shrugged, "I just always thought you were 100 percent dumb ass."

He looked over at her giving her a "really?" look as she laughed, he chuckling along with her shaking his head at her, "Watch it in front of these guys."

"You got it."

Dinner would be easy: you just wouldn't talk: this would be easy

You guys got there, and Mrs.Harrington opened the door, welcoming them both in.

"And you must be Mr.Castilgone?"

"Frank is fine Ma'm."

This was gonna be annoying in full honesty, she didn't even acknowledge you besides an up and down glance and a face of what looked like disgust.

the house was uh, "modern" basic with no charm, and no warmth.

"Steve come down we have guests come and greet them!"

Steve was quick to fly down the stairs, stopping mid-way, spotting y/n at the bottom of the steps.

"hey Harrington..." Y/n smiled waving to him shortly.

"My son has a name-" This was already going bad.

"Mom it's fine." Steve stopped her, walking himself down the rest of the steps, "Hey. You...Uh. You look great!"

"Thanks." Y/n smiled, "Not too bad yourself."

He smiled, "Uh, Harrington- Steve, Steve this is my dad, Frank. Dad, Steve."

Steve thought you were scary at first glance, but Frank? Damn. DAMN, he was terrified to just shake his hand; yet did it anyways, he saw where you got your strength from

Luckily Mr.Harrington breaks up the awkwardness happy to see Frank and to finally meet you: he surprisingly was a sweet man who would have preferred you dress "traditionally", but that wasn't his comment to make, and kept it to himself

You were taken into a living room while Mrs. Harrington went back to making food in the kitchen

Do you think it was a bit of a shock you didn't go to the kitchen with Mrs. Harrington? No. Did Mrs. and Mr. Harrington? Yes: Mr.Harrington kept his opinion to himself, but Mrs.Harrington seemed to be angrier than an old man catching kids stealing from his lemon tree, Y/n could feel the anger: and cursed Matt for training in improving her senses

"I. Uh. Got some new music from..the uh. store." Steve spoke nervously, trying to make small talk with her as they sat on the couch alone, Frank and his dad talking about work as Steve's dad poured them two whiskies.

"Nice," Y/n spoke looking around, so...bland...

"You look really pretty." Steve spilled out, his palms sweaty.

Y/n nodded, "Thanks. Wish I could say you look good, but you've cleaned up better for school."

"Ouch." He laughed, Y/n laughing with him, "Maybe I take that compliment back."

Y/n smiled, "You're very much welcome too."

Steve laughed, his fingers running over his palm as he looked at his hand, "I don't think I can, it'd be-"

The doorbell rang and Steve mentally gut punched himself, his mom answering it as the hall was filled with happy hellos.

In came, the one the only Hargrove-Mayfield family.

Both Steve and Y/n stood up. Steve found it odd the way Billy eyed at Y/n, also in a "watch it" tone as Y/n went for the juggler. Billy's Father, Neil Hargrove.

"Hi, Mr.Hargove!" Y/n smiled his hand extending as Y/n grasped it: it was a firm handshake, but Y/n squeezed, hard. "I'm Y/n, Y/n Castilgone, Frank's daughter, I know Billy from school, he's really sweet, drives me home all the time."

"My Billy? No." Neil laughed.

Y/n gave a puzzling look, "oh but yes Mr.Hargrove, he always makes sure I'm very safe, it's dangerous out there for a lady like me. Isn't it?"

She was buttering Billy up, "In New York, I am always worried about the danger, he keeps me very safe. You'd always have to watch your six everywhere you go."

Steve was confused, she was talking...weird focusing on her pronunciation of certain words (guys, find the secret threat within the dialogue lines to Mr.Hargrove and I'll give you a cupcake or something.).

"Nice to know he's finally got some sense in that head of his," Neil spoke with a smile, Y/n releasing his now red hand.

With the end of that Y/n met the rest of the Family Susan was sweet. And Max seems to like you

After all you were breaking conformity as she too had been forced to wear a stupid dress

Billy stood between you and Steve and leaned over to speak to you, he seemed mad, but when you leaned back to whisper in his ears his shoulders seemed to fall a bit like you had helped him relax

Steve feeling left out was glad the Wheelers showed up when they did.

You know like the sandlot where the kids have a crush on an older teen? Thats Mike seeing you

Mrs.Wheeler? Rather die than smile at you, Mr.Wheeler atleast said Hi

And Holly, Mike nor Nancy was allowed no where near you

Which...is odd.

Oh but of course. OF COURSE Mrs.Wheeler Oogles Billy and AND you're fathed

Two men you have that she cant have haha

In your face bitch

You're the only girl standing there in the group of men all the others had gone to the kitchen to help

Soon though dinner's done. And everyone sits down.

Mrs.Wheeler litterally stole the seat next to your dad.

So you were on the other side of the table, Across from Mrs.Wheeler between Steve and Billy at the end.

With Holly staring at you intensely. Werid.

"Ms.Castiglione." Mrs.Harrington spoke up from down the table, "You will say grace for us? You've been so quiet."

Grace? Uh okay. Okay what would Matt do?

"Um. Sure."

Y/n glanced between Steve and Billy they had no idea how to help her, everyone grabbing hands and looking down.

"What do I do!?" Y/n mouthed to Frank silently, he was just as loss, he knew Mr.Hargove knew Frank didn't exactly raise the you with religion set in place.

Plus it was gross seeing Mrs.Wheeler seem so turned on by Frank's hand simple holding hers. EW

"Uh...Hi God...jesus...who ever's up there. Just wanna say thank you for the good food and all. Wish you were here? Bet you enjoy it....Oh and P.S. I have a friend named Matt in New York. Tell him I said Hi. Keep not only New York safe, but Hawkins too. Thanks."

Mrs.Harrington was LIVID and you could feel Neil glaring daggers at you, but before she said anything Mr.Harrington spoke up with a loud Amen, the others following behind him.

"Was that alright?" Y/n whispered to the two boys.

"You want the truth?" Steve asked under his breath.

"Well yeah."

"Absolute shit." Billy laid out quietly, "You're rep with the adults. Fucked."

"I can fix it." Y/n defended quietly.

"Good luck." Steve spoke.

Luckily Mike and Max were the ones able to fish you out of your akward hole.

"So you're from New York?" Mike asked.

"Micheal." His mother scolded

Y/n nodded, "Born and raised."

Mike didn't listen: "Do you know any superheros?"

"Superheros? Mhm a few." Y/n spoke.

"Wait. Seriously?" Max spoke up, "Who?"

"Who's your favorite?"

"Black Widow!"

"Black Widow?" Mike Argued, "Thor's a god. He's the best."

"She didn't ask for the best, she asked for our favorite."

Y/n smiled, "I know both of them."

"Really?" The two kids asked happily.

"Did you fight with them? Are you a side kick?" Mike asked.

"Micheal. Be quiet." Mrs.Wheeler scolded, Mike growing quiet.

Y/n looked at Max, "Natasha and I know each other well."

"Are you a widow too?'

Y/n shook her head, "No. Im not. But. I will say she stays in contact with me."

"What about Thor?" Max asked, she knew Mike wanted to hear it, Y/n leaned in closer and so did Max.

"I helped him in a grocery store. Don't tell him. It brusies his pride. Unlike thor though, Deadpool? You know him?"

The two nodded, "He'll go out straight stand on a table if he has to and scream it. He's very theratical."

She laughed and Mike tried to contain his laughter.

"And is this why you don't know how to say Grace?" Mrs.Harrington spoke up.

"Mom." Steve scolded.

"Yes Ma'm. It's hard to study such Hero's without a fully opened Mind. Most come from very harsh backgrounds. Its a completely clean slate that you have to study them from." Y/n smiled.

Okay. That seemed to settle waters with Neil but not with either of the mothers,

Dinner was alright: Mrs.Harrington wasnt a great cook it was so bland considering the food you've tasted from New York.

Dinner kinda goes smoothly from there, talking amongst themselves and Frank kept looking at you like he felt bad but you would only roll your eyes drinking from your glass ,and spin your hidden finger signally insanity

The first time you did it he almost spits up his drink in laughter but managed to contain it.

"Mommy," Holly spoke up, she had still been staring at Y/n this whole time.

"Yes Holly?"

"That's the pretty girl from the store. Remember."

You froze, almost two months ago, two months since they've been in Hawkins, Holly had remembered you...if she had said that....that means it was Mrs.Wheeler who had called you basically ugly.

It's just one after another that punches keep being thrown

"If I may." Y/n spoke up, "Mrs. Harrington."

Mrs. Harrington looked up from her food, "what?"

"I'd be so appreciative if I could use your bathroom." Y/n responded, "Please Ma'm."

"Upstairs down the hall on your right."

And you leave.

Franks just about had it with this shit. He tried, You both tried. Very hard to seem like...perfect little people

But you're just not. You're not and It weighs on both of you

But there borderline bullying you now with their side glances of disappointment and scoffs as you talk about something you're so genuinely interested in

But in a way your different he's so use to it- So used to taking the shit, and he's always taught you You don't put up with it.

Before he gets to the punch Steve gets it out of all people hearing an under-the-breath comment about you being a dyke

"Alright. I'm done." Steve spoke up, pushing his plate forward.

"Steve have some Manners." His mom ordered.

"You know what? How. How am I going to have manners when you clearly don't have any?" Steve argued, "You've done nothing. Nothing but attack. You know that?"

"What are you talking about-"

"Mom! Be serious!" Steve argued, "Y/n's done nothing to hurt you. She's been nice and sweet this entire time! She brought a damn pie!"

"Watch your mouth when talking to your mother Steve." His father demanded.

"No swearing fine!" Steve agreed, just to go back at his mother: "What did she do?"

"Steve I-"

"What did she do?" Steve asked again.

"She didn't do anything."

"So what I'm getting at is that. Because she wears what she's comfortable in. She's a dyke?" Steve argued, "It's okay to call her dyke because she's being herself."

"It is not my fault that, that girl needs a lobotomy-"

"Alright." Frank spoke standing up grabbing his Jacket.

"Frank!" Mr.Harrington called, "Let's sit down. Let's all calm down."

"You want me to calm down?" Frank asked, "I've put up with this bullshit all through this dinner, now I've taken bigger shits than this in the damn war. I've taught my little girl no one talks to her this way, not behind her back not to her face. And that makes me a pretty bad father for making her sit through this shit. Doesn't it?"

"Frank-"

"Now if I hear you little wife talkin' about my girl again. I don't care if it's in praise or in a slur. If my little girl's name ever comes out of your wife's mouth, it bein' a rumor she talked or not. I will be putting your wife in the hospital." Frank threatened, "Do you understand?"

"Frank I understand you're angry-"

"I said DO YOU UNDERSTAND!" Frank shouted, classic army shouting, ordering you inline, it caused the whole table to straighten their posture in fear.

"Yes sir." Mr.Harrington spoke quietly.

Frank nodded, looking back and seeing Steve looking at him, "You got a good kid Harrington." Frank complimented before walking out of the dining room.

Y/n was coming down the steps, "We're leaving."

Y/n only nodded and followed Frank out the door. It slammed behind them on the way out causing them all to flinch.

"God..." Steve spoke under his breath, "God fucking damn it!"

He hit the table pushing himself out of his seat leaving the dinning room.

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