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~How Gov and a few others found out that Louisiana could use magic~ (Also, thank you @simpyfrog for helping come up with this idea :D)

⚠️TW⚠️ Alabama being an 🍑🕳️, fighting, blood mention, magic, and possibly OOC characters

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Around 7pm:

It was the evening after Louisiana and Florida came home from Mardi Gras. He was sitting in the living room with Mississippi, Texas, Massachusetts, New York, Kentucky, Georgia, Gov (who they managed to drag out of his office),and a few other states (ofc Florida too), and telling them how much fun him and Florida had and the pretty costumes they saw and much much more. Mass was clinging to him after having not seen him in a while and was basically half-asleep, and Florida was next to him with an arm around his shoulder. Overall, it was very peaceful. For now anyways.

"Yea we had a sh*t TON of fun!!" Loui said enthusiastically with a happy glint in his eye that melted the hearts of each state present.

"Like ya do every year?" Texas said with a slight chuckle. And it was true, Loui and Florida, along with anybody that decided to tag along for fun, had a lot of fun every single year, and Loui was always excited to tell them about the pretty costumes and cool people they met.

"Well yea, dat’s fair sha." Loui agreed with a giggle.

"Woulda been better if Mardi Gras were kept in Mobile where it started." All the attention turned to Alabama, who had just walked in with a can of beer in hand a teasing smirk on his face.

"Welp... c'est reparti.…(Welp… here we go again….)" Loui mumbled under his breath as he took a sip of his daiquiri and prepared himself to deal with Bama’s bullsh*t.

"What was that? Couldn’t quite understand ya, maybe try speakin’ up a lil’." Bama said with a smirk.

"Look, if all ya came to bother me about is Mardi Gras, then don’t bother wastin’ ya d*mn time cuz’ I really couldn’t give a fiddler’s flying f(speaks New Orleans) what ya think." Loui said with a bit of a growl to his voice, which made Mass get off of him just to be safe.

"Also came to brag about the fact that once again, the Crimson Tide beat yer team once again." Jeered the Yellowhammer State.

"And again I shall tell you that I don’t give a f(speaks New Orleans). Now, Va-t'en, parce que je n'ai pas envie de traiter avec toi. (go away, cuz I don’t feel like dealing with you.)"

"What was that? Maybe try speakin’ English for once and maybe we’ll understand ya better. With how much you speak French, we might as well’ve let the French keep ya." Loui felt something inside him snap a bit.

"Ok- can ya seriously shut the actual F(SPEAKS NEW ORLEANS) up?!" Shouted the Pelican State with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Exactly Bama’, you’re goin’ a lil’ too far-" Texas calmly started to say, only to get cut off by Louisiana.

"Texas, I love ya sha, but please stay out of this." Loui said sternly, smiling when Texas nodded. "Now Alabama, I will say once again, I don’t give a f(speaks New Orleans) about what you think, and go away if you’re just gonna be here to tease me about stupid sh*t.

Alabama chuckled a bit before saying, "Make me."

"I will." answered the Pelican State with a deep glare. He had fully turned around now, and his eyes were starting to glow an orange-ish-red color just ever so slightly. If Bama knew any better, he would take this as a sign to f*ck off, but he just had to keep running his mouth.

"How? Ya gonna fight me or somethin’? I could fold you like a d*mn lawn chair. Ya wouldn’t stand a chance." Alabama stated proudly.

Loui just rolled his eyes with a small scoff.

"I’m serious! Wanna test it out?!" ask-shouted the Yellowhammer State

"Not really…."

"What’s the matter?~ Are ya too much of coward?"

"Y’know what? I ain’t got nothin’ better to do, so why not." Loui said with a sigh as he stood up and glared at the taller, stronger-looking state.

"Loui no!! You can seriously get hurt, I’m not letting you fight anybody." Florida said with panic kinda evident in his voice as he stood up and gently cupping the smaller’s face with one hand.

Loui leaned into the Florida’s hand a bit. "I’ll be fine Flo, don’t worry."

~once all the states (-Loui and Bama) exited the living room and went to watch from the dining room/kitchen (sh*tty fight scene coming up)~

Alabama and Loui stood face to face for at least a minute before the taller ran at Loui and punched him hard in the stomach, making Loui cough and double over in pain with a small whimper. Once Loui regained focus, he grabbed Bama by the shirt, pulled him closer to himself, and slapped him across the face before throwing him. The Pelican State smirked at his opponent’s slightly shocked expression but quickly dropped it when Bama suddenly tackled him out of nowhere, and crying out slightly when he hit the ground.

The two states wrestled around the ground for a few minutes until Loui somehow managed to get on top of Alabama’s back and trap him almost a bear/choke hold (one that Texas had most likely taught him), not letting go even as Bama got into a standing position. Loui managed to hang on to the taller and even kick him in the back a few times. Unfortunately, he ended up letting go when Bama through him over the couch, making him hit the small table that was in living room, fall off of it, and land hard on the carpet with a slight whimper. The thing is, he didn’t get back up after that, he just laid there in between the couch and table, panting, disoriented, and on the verge of unconsciousness. And Bama was walking around to the other side of the couch to finish the fight.

"Alabama stop!!" Gov said, running over and grabbing Bama in a bear hug, effectively stopping him from going to hurt Louisiana any further.

"Git off of me!!" Said the Yellowhammer State, elbowing the taller in the ribs.

"No!! That is enou-" Gov started to shout, but got cut off when something heavy hit him in the head, knocking him out.

Alabama looked down at the ground where Gov had fallen and saw a rather large encyclopedia laying next to the government personification. He then, along with the other states, looked at Louisiana, who had sat up slightly and was shaking like a leaf on a windy day. His eyes were both glowing brightly, one green and the other red, meaning that he was both REALLY scared and REALLY mad.

"F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck…." Loui mumbled under his breath shakily. He sat up the rest of the way, and with a bright flash was instantly at Gov’s side, shaking his shoulder and trying to get him to come to. Eventually, Gov came to and sat up with Loui’s help.

"Wha-what the he// happened….?" Mumbled Gov, confused and rubbed the side of his head where the book had hit him.

"Omg I’m so sorry, im so sorry that b-book wasn’t m-meant for you it was meant for Alabama- I-I-I didn’t mean t-to-" Loui said with a panicked tone of voice as he wrapped his arms around Gov in relief. His eyes were now both glowing green.

"Shh shh shh you’re alright, Louisiana. You didn’t mean to. I’m fine, see? Just a small bruise, not that big of a deal." Gov said comfortingly, putting a hand on Louisiana’s shoulder.

"A-a-are you sure?! T-that was a r-r-really hard hit a-a-and you could’ve died and and-" Loui exclaimed, still panicking and hyperventilating.

"Louisiana."

"Y-y-yea?"

Gov sighed and took Loui’s hand in his own. "Look, I’m ok, I didn’t die, there’s not even a lot of damage, it’s not your fault that the book hit me instead of Alabama. And it’s not your fault that he started a fight. Ok?" Gov said with comforting tone of voice as he gently rubbed his thumb over the back of Loui’s hand, which just the touch alone (not just the small bit of calming magic he was using) seemed to calm down the Pelican State.

"O-ok…." Loui said a small smile. He leaned into Gov’s hand when Gov ruffled his hair a bit.

"Now you may want to go get Mass or Texas to patch you up." Said Gov as he stood up and gestured to Loui’s bleeding lip and nose, few small cuts, and the bruise forming along his shoulder/arm. He offered Loui a hand (which he took) before starting his way to the coffee maker.

Georgia, Florida, Mass, and Texas walked over to the living room where Loui and Alabama were glaring at each other from a reasonable distance. Georgia grabbed Bama by the arm and dragged him off like a misbehaving child to have a talk with him, and Florida was fussing over Loui (of course) while Mass and Texas looked him over. All the other states had gone back to their rooms after the fight ended.

"Well nothin’s broken, so that’s good I guess." Mass said, handing Loui a piece of gauze and a tissue for his lip and nose.

"I have to say, I thought ya put up a pretty good fight!! And nice job with that hold I taught ya." Texas said, patting Loui on the back a bit and ruffling his hair.

"B*tch you sure about dat- even though I got tossed like a ragdoll with broken limbs?" Loui said, hugging Florida back when he engulfed the smaller.

"Yes even though ya got tossed like a ragdoll with broken limbs." Texas said, rolling his eyes fondly with a laugh.

"*el gasp* We should have a movie night!!" Florida said with a mischievous glint in his eye. "And Oi Fed!! Get your *$$ over here, cuz you’re joining us whether you like it or not."

Gov reluctantly let himself be pulled into the living room by the Sunshine State.

Soon after the movie started, they all fell asleep peacefully, with Texas on the right, Florida on the left, and Gov’ sandwiched in the middle. Loui had fallen asleep with his head on Florida’s lap and Mass was being little spooned by the Pelican State. They all had good dreams that night, thanks to Loui’s magic. And once again, Rhodey got some more blackmail >:)

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fncreature · 1 year

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HI HELLO HAS ANYONE ON HERE FINISHED THE A GOOD GIRLS GUIDE TO MURDER TRILOGY I FINISHED THE LAST ONE AND WHAT THE HECK I NEED TO TALK ABOUT THAT

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me: *hears about Jon's leg injury*

Me: oooOOOOh what... what if... what if I give Jon a cane????? ;)

48 notes - Posted August 1, 2022

I can't compare to the Godlike

After meeting the Eternals, Peter makes a decision after seeing you and Ikaris

A/n: I am so sorry for not being active bc I realized I’m in a mildly toxic friendship and I’m working on it and then I felt more guilty for not posting but then I was in isolation and yada yada yada. I’m a Ikaris simp now and I watched Eternals three days ago.

ALSO! If anything here disagrees with NWH I am sorry about that, but I can’t go and see it cause Omnicron so I’m just waiting for it on Disney+ and it’s not my fault. Not set in any movie just kinda “Ajak died okay the Eternals and Avengers meet now”

“Banner, have you located the signal?” Bucky asked.

“No, not yet. I’ve never seen anything like it” Bruce shook his head.

You turned to Peter. “Maybe you’d like to give it a look, Petey? Sure Bruce wouldn’t mind another eye on this”

“She’s right, I wouldn’t” Banner called.

“Shut up” Peter laughed, giving you a playful shove, but going up to Banner’s station anyway.

“Do you guys got any theories on the damn thing?” Sam asked.

“Not yet” Bruce told him. “On the other hand, in this world we live in, nothing makes sense, so it really could be anything”

“Yeah, he’s right” You remarked.

“Then keep me updated. Y/n, make sure the science nerds keep me updated” Sam ordered.

“Sure thing, Cap” Peter mumbled under his breath.

You let out a small laugh.

It was the beeping that woke you up.

You groaned, turning over in your bed and sitting up, before grabbing your phone.

“Hm?” You groaned sleepily.

“I need you to get to the compound as soon as you can. ASAP” Bruce’s voice said excitedly into your ear.

“Bruce, it’s-” You paused, checking the time. “Five in the f*cking morning”

“Yes, but- Just come, okay? I need to call Sam, Bucky and Rhodey. I’ll see you. Oh! And pick up Peter, will you? Or he’ll pick you up, don’t care” And then he hung up.

You figured something had happened, so you quickly got dressed, and as soon as you were done, there was a knock on your window.

You pulled it open with a smile. “Right on time” “Thanks” Peter smiled. “No suit? Or mask?” You asked.

“The sun’s barely started to rise, it’ll be fine, c’mon. Let’s see what Bruce’s so excited about”

“So, Bruce, what all the- Who the f*ck are you guys?” You asked as you saw Bruce, excitedly talking with a group of people in intricate suits. And a kid.

“Finally! Y/n, Peter, these are the Eternals. Eternals, this is Y/n and Peter, two of the other Avengers”

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51 notes - Posted January 23, 2022

I Hate Loving You

A/n: First fic of 2022! And also finally a Peter Parker oneshot.

Felt like angst, and that's what you get.

Warnings: Suicide attempt, cussing, reader says she hates themself, does paranoia count as a warning?

They hated you. Peter, and Ned and MJ.

They stopped conversation whenever you entered a room, and would always change the subject immediately. But they were the only people who would even talk to you, so you hung out with them to get some human interaction.

But the longer you did it, the harder and worse it got.

You walked over to them in the hallway, backpack slung over your shoulder.

“So I think I might-” Peter stopped when Ned nudged him, turning in your direction.

You looked down.

“Hey guys” You mumbled.

“H-hey” Peter stuttered awkwardly.

The worst part was Peter.

Because he was absolutely adorable.

But he hated you.

“So Ned, do you wanna do a Star Wars marathon this weekend?” Peter said, obviously changing the subject.

“Sure” Ned replied, and you walked off to your locker.

You could hear them laughing after you left, and you knew that they were laughing at you.

“Hey MJ” You said, and MJ looked up from her phone, immediately shutting it off.

“Yeah?” She responded.

“Er- Nevermind, sorry”

You could feel her eyes on the back of your neck.

And so it went on. They tried to hide it, but you could tell they hated you, and you hated it.

You didn’t hate them, but you hated being around them.

It was awkward and annoying and they were the only people who would talk to you.

That was why you were up here.

That was why you were on the roof of your apartment building, your finger hovering over the send button on your phone.

I know you guys hate me. I do, don’t try and deny it. It’s obvious. So I’m doing you all a favor. You won’t have to see me again. Ever You read it over a million times, still hesitant to send the text to them.

You closed your eyes, took a deep breath, and hit send.

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My #1 post of 2022

Okay, I'm sorry that this isn't my usual style of content, I'll make a sideblog as soon as I figure out what to call it (lol) but anyways.

What if after Tango wakes up after the first night of knowing Jimmy's his soulmate, he feels an itch on his back. He ignores it, and goes bout his day until, when he and Jimmy are building their home together, Jimmy asks, "Tango, what is that?"

He has no idea what Jimmy is talking about. "On- On your back" Jimmy tries to clairify. Tango still doesn't know what he could be talking about. Not until Jimmy says, "Your wings. Your small, coal-stained, canary wings"

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A/N: There’s not going to be an update on Wednesday (it’s the day after my birthday and I’m going to go cry at the space station) lol. The next two parts will be like - alternative timeline/pov/intermission posts. Which will just be to add some depth to the story I guess. Stay safe! See you next Saturday!

* “Get out”

* You can’t have been parked more than five minutes before Jessica prys the driver side door open from the outside

* You’re hunched over the binder in your lap, hurriedly scrawling answers onto the worksheet

* Edward just sighs, moving to get out of the car

* “Wait-“

* You stop him by placing your hand on his shoulder

* Edward grins, so these are boyfriend privileges huh?

* You’re going to pick him over your human friends. Well he would be lying-

* “Give me the answer to the last question before you go.”

* Edward deflates

* Guess somethings don’t change.

* “It’s sin(x) equals 18”

* You nod, quickly writing down the answer

* “Thanks Edward.” You mumble learning over to press a chaste kiss to his cheek

* “Now get out”

* He stands outside the jeep a goofy grin on his face, a hand touching the place your lips were on his cheek

* Well at least some things change

* You don’t miss Jessica’s gaze on you as you put your binder into your backpack

* “So... what do you want to talk about Jess?”

* You don’t miss the incredulous look she gives you

* “So about Edward then”

* “Yeah, no duh”

* You let out a deep sigh

* “Where do you want me to start?”

* How far back does this story even go?

* Probably when you saw him that first time in Denali

* His angular face, and those deep amber eyes

* And those butterflies in your stomach

* “You can start with what happened after you guys left the party!”

* So you’re going to have to fast forward a bit

* “Well he was mad because-you know two against one- if it was anyone else it would have been a traumatic experience waiting to happen”

* She nods, thinking you’re talking about you

* You’re talking about something transitive happening to those boys

* For those boys if they tried something with you that is

* You were pretty far gone, you might have actually killed them if Edward hadn’t come to get you

* Not out of anger, just negligence

* At the very best they might have cried if you weren’t able to control your emotions

* “And then after - we were arguing- and then it was just happening”

* “You guys had s*x?”

* You sputter

* “Geez no! We were kissing, get your mind out of the gutter Jess.”

* “Well I don’t know (Y/N/N), he’s been pinning after you since freshman year a kiss just seems anticlimactic all things considered ”

* Besides you guys have this vibe around you-

* Like a sort of intimacy or something-

* You’ve both always had a sort of closeness.

* Like it was the two of you in one world, and then everyone else in another

* But now there’s a physical closeness to you both

* The kind of vibe people who are sleeping together usually give off.

* She saw it when you were together at the aquarium

* “Nah that’s impossible” you let out a long sigh

* “I’m pretty sure he wants to wait until marriage”

* Jessica sputters at that

* “M-marriage? Holy crap (Y/N)-“

* You nod, it’s such an antiquated notion.

* Especially considering you’re both technically dead

* Honestly, what could be more awkward than a couple of virgins fumbling around in the dark for a few hours on their wedding night?

* “He wants to marry you?!?”

* Oh

* Yeah that would be the normal thing to be concerned about

* “I’m not really sure” you scratch the back of your head

* “You’re my soul mate”

* He had said it so causally, like he was talking about gravity or the weather

* Like it was a universal fact

* The words make your stomach flutter

* Ugh you don’t have time to think about this

* “Well that’s what happened, and now Carlisle is always crying in the house and Esme is already planning weddings. Now come on we’re going to be late for class”

* You get out of the car before Jess can get a word in edgewise

* So this is really happening

* She sighs

* Well she’s be lying if she said she didn’t see this coming

* She knows there’s a lot of people competing for your affection

* Hell even Conner dropped his f*ck boy tendencies for you

* But Edward is the only one who looks at you, and only you

* Jessica’s guilty of it too, she’ll admit that

* You’re her first choice, don’t get her wrong, but if you don’t return her affections

* Well that’s fine, she’ll just date Mike, or Conner, or Bella or whoever

* It’s the same for the rest of them

* Conner will be bummed when he finds out-

* Mostly because he can’t believe he dropped his other side pieces

* But he’ll get over it

* Just like Mike did

* But Edward-

* There’s no one other than you for him

* She see’s it in the way he looks at you.

* If it’s not you, it’s just not any good

* So he’ll wait, maybe even his entire life, until you’re ready to love him back

* A small smile twitches on her face

* She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t happy for you

* “I wonder if anyone will ever love me like that” she mumbles to herself, right before flinching in surprise when you swing the passenger door open

* “Oh my god you scared me!”

* “I scared you?!? Jess this is my car, how am I supposed to lock it if you’re sitting inside?”

* “Oh right”

* You make it to class by the skin of your teeth, taking you seat between Edward and Alice in English

* “So what did you two talk about?” Edward whispers with a small smile while the teacher calls roll

* You roll your eyes

* “Like you don’t know”

* He has a sly smile on his face and you’re not sure why

* Alice starts obviously stifling laughter beside you

* Rude but okay

* Edward leans close to you, so close his lips are only a centimeter away from your ear

* Does he mind?

* Maybe he’s immune to sexual feelings, but being that close is doing things to you

* “I’m actually not waiting for marriage by the way”

* You can practically feel the grin on his face

* You look up to him, your golden eyes meeting his

* You were right he is smiling

* His smile takes a mischievous turn, and you feel his hand slide onto your thigh and give a teasing squeeze

* “Didn’t want you to have any misconceptions” he says with the same sly grin as he removes his hand from your leg and leans back in his chair

* Ah

* So that’s why Alice was laughing

* (Y/N). Exe is broken

Bonus:

* “Hey”

* Bella looks up to see the Jessica standing by her locker as she pulls her books out

* “Oh hey, did you get to talk to them?”

* “Um yeah, it’s about what we were thinking.”

* Bella nods, if she’s sad she’s not showing it.

* “It’s good that they’re together. He loves them a lot, I’m sure Edward will treat them right”

* Jessica nods, Edward does love you a lot.

* She watches Bella try to cram books into her bag

* She is kinda pretty now that she looks at her, in that angular face- snow white kinda way

* She’s no (Y/N)

* And she’s no Mike

* “Hey did you finish the trig homework? I was having tr-“

* But maybe-

* “Hey, Angela and I are going dress shopping in port a, do you want to come with?”

* Maybe they can be friends

* They both liked the same person, so they’ve already got something in common

* Bella looks at the blonde

* To be honest, she’s been holding everyone here at a distance

* In a few years she won’t see any of these people ever again, there’s no need to get attached

* Not after what happened in Arizona

* But still-

* “Yeah, that sounds like fun.”

* Guess she never learns

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Say It To My Face

Nestor Oceteva x F!Reader

Request by @n3ss12: can I request a smutty fic where Nestor and reader get in a fight and one tells the other to go f*ck themself and ya know you can decide what happens after that

Warnings: language, unprotected sex, choking (sexual), Nestor surviving an argument by the skin of his teeth

Word Count: 2k

A/N: This fic is brought to you in part by half a bottle of my favorite wine lmao. Wine drunk me decided that Nestor likes being choked and tbh??? I love that for him. (Also please friends don’t use sex to avoid arguments. It’s great for fics but terrible for irl relationships lol)

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You’d been giving Nestor the cold shoulder all day, and surprisingly it had actually gotten under his skin a little bit. He was usually good at keeping his cool, but it hit him just a little bit different this time. He’d been distant for a while because of work, both geographically and emotionally, which wasn’t necessarily new, but he wasn’t used to coming home to you being cold and distant as well.

You were always pretty understanding when he couldn’t keep in constant touch with you because of things going on with his job. It was the nature of the beast. However, he always said that if an emergency ever arose that he would be there in a heartbeat, no matter what the circumstances were. And he fell short on that.

“I said that I’m sorry,” he spoke up from the other end of the couch, cutting through the silence of your house.

“And I said that I’m still not done being mad at you.”

“Y/N I—”

“I was in a car accident, Nestor!” you cut him off, shaking your head angrily, “I was in the goddamn ER! I called, I texted, I did everything but send a fucking smoke signal.”

“I had Galindo send—”

He wasn’t going to be getting a word in edge-wise if you could help it. You were too pissed off for that as you stood up off the couch, “But I wanted you! I needed you.”

He stood up as well, turning to face you, “If it had been more serious I would have—”

“I shouldn’t have to be on my deathbed for you to fucking show up. I said that I needed you, and that should’ve been the end of it. Yea I ended up being alright, but fuck, I was scared.”

He recoiled slightly, realizing that he wasn’t going to be able to talk his way out of this one. Maybe once you cooled off, but definitely not right now. He shoved his hands into his pockets, “What do you want me to do?”

You looked at him and shook your head, “Nothing. Fucking nothing. You can’t just weasel your way out of this, Nes. I’m fucking mad.”

“Yea, I get that. I see that. That’s why I’m asking wh—”

“I want you to go fuck yourself,” you snapped, not wanting to hear him asking for forgiveness any longer, “Because I’m not in the fucking mood for this right now.”

You turned and started to storm through the house to head to the bedroom that you shared with Nestor, one you were completely set on locking him out of for the night. You only got a few strides away before you heard him mumble something under his breath.

You quickly turned back around to face him, “What?”

His eyes widened slightly, “What?”

“What’d you just say?”

He shook his head, “Nothing.”

You crossed your arms over your chest, “C’mon. You got some shit to say? Say it to my face.”

He wasn’t used to you being so confrontational. And while it was frustrating for him, it was also the slightest bit amusing. It wasn’t a side of you he really got to witness very often, lucky for him.

He was biting back a smirk as he cleared his throat and repeated himself, “I said I don’t think that you actually want me to go fuck myself.”

You rolled your eyes, not in the mood for the immaturity, “Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

“I swear to god, Nes, sometimes I just wanna fucking—”

“What? You want to what?”

The same way Nestor never saw you get argumentative and snappy, you never really saw it from him either. The attitude caught you off-guard—he’d always been better at keeping his composure than you.

You shook your head, “Forget it. Doesn’t fucking matter.”

You turned back around to continue your walk to the bedroom, but within seconds Nestor was next to you with his hand wrapped around your arm, “Nah. You got some shit to say? Say it to my face.”

The fact that he got such an immediate opportunity to use your own words against you was infuriating. You shook your head, “I just wanna fucking strangle you sometimes,” you snapped.

“Then do it.”

That statement gave you pause, “What?”

“Do it.”

You rolled your eyes, “Nestor, I’m not gonna fuckin—”

He slid his hand down so it was wrapped around your wrist. Neither his movements nor his eye contact wavered as he lifted your hand to his neck. You fought him on it at first but you knew it was useless, and part of you was incredibly intrigued.

Your hand looked so small against his throat. You tilted your head slightly, taking in the sight of it. Your eyes traveled back up to his and everything about the look on his face was telling you to go for it. His chest rose and fell, breathing faster in anticipation. You took a second to mentally gear yourself up for it, finally tightening your grip. The second you did, it was like a switch flipped in your brain, and you could see it in Nestor’s eyes that the same thing happened for him.

You pulled him close to you, causing your lips to crash into his in an angry, needy kiss. With no hesitation he scooped you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and walking the two of you to the bedroom without taking his lips off of yours.

He let your feet hit the floor and the two of you pulled apart only to strip yourselves of your clothes. Pieces of clothing were flying in every direction, the buildup of his absence and your fight coming to a head. You kissed him hungrily as you backed him towards the bed, practically pushing him down onto the mattress.

Wasting no time, you threw your leg over him so that you were straddling him. You locked eyes with him as you positioned yourself so he could slide into you. He gripped onto your hips but when he went to pull you down onto him, you braced your hands against his chest, thwarting his efforts.

You shook your head at him, “Let go of me.”

He did as instructed, letting his hands slide down so that they were resting lightly on your thighs, not wanting to completely give up contact. You gave him a slight nod of approval before slowly lowering yourself onto him. The moan that came out of him was like music to your ears, and it reminded you that before you were mad at him, you had missed him. A lot.

“Fuck,” you cursed under your breath as you let yourself revel in the sensation of having him inside you for the first time in far too long.

You leaned down, pressing your lips hard against his as you started to grind against him. His hands slid up your thighs and hips, landing on your sides. You could feel it in his touch that he was fighting the urge to grip onto you, not wanting to be told to let you go again. The realization made a smile cross your face as you continued to kiss him. Your hand slid up and once again wrapped around his throat. You pulled away from your kiss as you tightened your grip, sucking on his bottom lip.

Nestor had never looked so vulnerable, and you couldn’t deny that you loved it. A small smirk appeared on his face as you tightened your grip a little more. The power trip of it all made your head spin as you continued to ride him.

He reached up and gripped your wrist, and you were about to pull your hand away, thinking that he was going to tell you to stop. But when you went to try and move, he shook his head at you. Your hips came to a stop, brows furrowing as you looked down at him.

“Harder,” he whispered.

That one word was like a shot of straight adrenaline. You let out a breathy laugh as you brought your other hand up to his throat as well, completely enveloping it in your grip. Nestor practically melted into your grasp, his hands resting on the small of your back. His eyes fluttered shut as you simultaneously tightened your grip and picked up your movements once again. Your name fell from his lips in choked gasps, only serving to encourage you to pick up your pace. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him, wanting to take in everything about the scene underneath you.

His nails clawed lightly at your back, causing you to moan. You leaned down and pressed your lips to his, still not taking your hands away from his throat. You bit down hard on his bottom lip and in response he dug his nails harder into your back with what he could manage of a moan.

You could feel your body beginning to tense up and you knew that you were close. Nestor saw it on your face and with a smug grin he gripped onto your hips and lifted you for a moment before pulling you back down hard, slamming himself into you.

“Fuck,” your grip around his neck tightened but you didn’t want him to stop, “don’t stop.”

His smile grew as he did as you asked. Your legs began to shake and you let go of his neck, hands sliding up to cup his face. You didn’t give him a chance to catch his breath, though, as you instantly pressed your lips to his. You pulled him tight to you, moaning into his mouth as you came.

He wrapped his arms tight around you and with a few final thrusts you felt him release inside you. Your body all but melted into his at the sensation, not letting him take his lips off of yours. Your hands slid up and down his chest, feeling his erratic heartbeat underneath your palm. His hand rested on the back of your neck as his lips continued to move needily against yours.

Finally, you pulled away and gave him the first opportunity since you started to catch his breath. You rested your forehead against his chest, and the first thing he did with full access to oxygen was let out a chuckle. His fingertips drummed along your spine as he tried to get his mind and body in order. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head, enjoying the feeling of still being inside you. You could feel the slight vibrations in his chest as he tried to fight back another laugh.

“What’s so funny?” you asked as you caught your breath, sitting up so you could look at his face.

He shook his head, taking a deep breath, “Nothing,” he smirked, “Feel better?”

You laughed, rolling your eyes, “Maybe a little,” you wanted to follow up with another smart comment but instead you lightly traced your fingers along his neck, “You good?”

He nodded, laughing, “I’m great.”

“How long you been thinking about that?” you were genuinely curious.

He raised his eyebrows, shaking his head, “I haven’t been.”

“Just wanted to tell me to put up or shut up?”

“You brought that on yourself,” he smirked.

You smiled, “Maybe,” you paused, “You weren’t worried that I was actually gonna strangle you to death?”

He shrugged, “What a way to go.”

You playfully slapped his chest, “You’re ridiculous.”

He watched you as you traced the outlines of the tattoos on his chest, “I’m sorry,” he gave your sides a light squeeze, “Really sorry.”

You nodded slowly, not looking up from the ink on his chest, “I know.”

“I love you.”

That got you to look up at him. You smiled, your frustrations had faded for the time being, “I love you too,” after a few seconds of silence went by, you let out a laugh, “Who knows what we’ll figure out next time I get royally pissed off at you.”

He laughed, pulling you down so that your chest was against his. He kissed you lightly on the lips, “Hopefully we won’t have to figure that out for a while. You’re scary when you’re mad.”

You chuckled, thumb gliding across his cheekbone, “Keep that in mind next time you wanna do some dumb shit.”

He kissed the tip of your nose, “I will.”

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Tᕼᗴ ᑕᕼᗩOTIᑕ ᗩᑎᘜᗴᒪ

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6)

Chapter 3: Au Revoir Gotham My True Home

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Marinette explained what happened and that she didn't mean to cause trouble, she didn't know why the bats were looking for her (author to audience... it's because she looks like one of his bat kids gone rouge.) When she asked how they knew the Bat was looking for her, she found out that Selina was actually dating the Bat... So Marinette was very surprised at that, her family talked about it and a few days after her birthday she'll be going to Paris, France with Selina to be with a family friend of hers. Marinette was now really thinking she was cursed, but she made sure to take it in stride and spend as much time with her friends and family as possible.

"Doan wawhry suguh, we'll make sure tuh visit as much as possible, yuh can even visit us durin' summuh and wintuh break." - Harley held back the tears as she hugged Marinette, Bud, Lou, Ivy, Selina, Ed and even Frank joined in on it.

……… ………

Marinette was out with her friends still not sure how to tell them, she started with the obvious.

"Sooo... tomorrow I turn 10... the double digits." - Marinette

"Soon you'll be one of us!" - Garfield gave Marinette a side hug with a big smile, god he made it harder to tell them

"So what do you want to do? We can celebrate, tomorrow and the day after that, and the day after that, heck we can celebrate for the whole week while we're at it!" - Garfield

Rachel noticed the sad smile Marinette had as Garfield continued talking.

"Is there something you need to tell us?" - Rachel's words stoped Garfield in his tracks, he then looked at a slightly teary Marinette, and he felt a slight tinge of pain in his chest.

"I- um, I'm moving this Saturday... I'm sorry I really don't want to, but- *hic* I-" - Marinette was cut off by Garfield giving her a hug, he rubbed small circles on her back as she let out a few sobs. Rachel patting her shoulder to try and comfort her.

After they were like that for a few minutes, they decided to get ice cream

……… ……… ………

"I'm sorry." - Marinette eating her chocolate chip ice cream

"It's not your fault Mari, besides, we can officially say we have a pen pal in Paris." - Garfield with his chocolate mint ice cream trying to lighten the mood, managed to get a chuckle out of Marinette.

"We can still video call, or text you. And your parents said you can visit on summer and winter break." - Rachel just starting her strawberry ice cream

"But what if I need a friend to talk to when I can't sleep? Or if I need a movie buddy? Or gaming buddy?" - Marinette

"There are online multiplayer games we can play you know." - Rachel

"Yeah, and I'm sure you'll make friends over there really quickly, I mean you already know a few other languages, including French, so there isn't any communication problems." - Garfield

"I wish you guys could come with me..." - Marinette almost done with her ice cream

"... Didn't you say you always wanted a hamster, maybe one that's unique, like a the rare Green Gotham Hamster?" - Garfield with a mischievous grin

"Selina's family friends own a bakery, so no pets allowed. Sorry Rare Green Gotham Hamster, I'm afraid you're staying native to Gotham." - Marinette said patting his shoulder.

"Wait they own a bakery?! As in you can be on a sugar high 24/7?! Take me with you!!" - Garfield

……… ……… ………

Soon it was time for them to go home, when Marinette got home, she continued packing what she would need, making sure that her Siren plushies where safely secure, and then went to eat dinner.

The next day she made sure to get up early, Garfield and Rachel knew where she lived, and wanted to make sure everything was ready for them, setting up the games they would play into the night, and the movies they would watch after that.

She then went to the Gardens to greet her Mom and the plants, doing the usual routine of checking all the plants, complimenting and watering them. During which a sleepy Harley walked over giving Ivy and Marinette a morning kiss before going to make her coffee.

At breakfast she didn't see her Aunt yet, she assumed she was robbing someone rich again.

……… Over to Catwoman ………

"Come ta mama." - Catwoman mumbled as she used her claws to cut the glass surrounding an old elegant purple sapphire that belonged to one of Gotham's founding fathers' wives.

……… Back to Marinette ………

About an hour after breakfast Garfield and Rachel came over, holding Marinettes' rapped presents, they started the day off with trivia games, which they called the MIQ (which can mean either Marinette Isley-Quinzel or in this case Memory Intelligence Quiz) which Marinette and Rachel came to a tie followed by Ivy, then Harley, and Garfield. They then moved on to board games, Marinette decided to play The Game of Life rather than Monopoly (because lets be honest, who has ever finished that game in the time of a signle day? An extreme speedrunner... maybe.) while the adults got the cake ready. Surprisingly Garfield won, he got the acting career, a sports car, a nice old fashioned mid modern house, a wife, and 3 kids... Marinette got the fashion designer career, got a motorcycle, and a small, but nice victorian house, a husband, and one kid... and Rachel got the scientist career (because science is just simplified mortal magic), a delorean car (and even said "Since science is magic I can make it fly, so technically, I don't need roads where I'm going."), a modern cabin in the woods, single (she didn't want a significant other to interrupt her magic science) and got a pet bird.

Once Selina and Ed came over, they began the party, playing games like DDR, Ultimate Mecha Strike 2, and Racing games.

When it came time for Marinette to blow out her candles, she wished that everything would be okay, and that she will be able to come back to Gotham permanently, and blew them out.

She then got to open her presents, she started with Harley's, and got a custom baseball bat that was a dark steel blue, with a light grey handle grip, and it had the words "Quinn For Da Win" on it, putting a smile on her face, when she opened Ivy's gift she got seeds of her favorite flowers to plant over in Paris. She then opened her Uncle Ed's gift, which was a small watch that had special A.I., it had a cover over the inside screen that would flip open to reveal another screen. The cover was silver with a blue question mark, and when it opened, it showed the time, and the location you where in, it could also act as a GPS, and a phone (it could even play music AND had an incredible battery life span). She then moved on to her Aunt Selina's gift, finding a small purple sapphire in the shape of a cat paw, surrounded in silver. She then opened Rachel's gift, it was a travel mug that said "Coffee lives in my veins." (Marinette started drinking coffee recently) which made Marinette laugh, and then she got to Garfield's gift. When she opened it, she found a handmade charm bracelet, it had animals that she really liked around it, and there was one that was a small tiger, with it's eyes and nose having a light green peridot stone, to represent the first day they met. She put the bracelet on her right rist and thanked Garfield for it, and gave everyone a big hug.

She spent the rest of the day playing with her friends, having a wonderful time, and getting a massive sugar rush from all the cake they had. When it came time for dinner they were running low on energy, but were back to normal after Harley snuck some coffee into their food... The only thoughts that went through Garfield and Rachel's minds where "That's why Mari drinks this stuff..."

After dinner they played all kinds of video games, and ended it by watching Back To The Future. They fell asleep some time after 2am.

……… ……… …….

The next morning they all had breakfast and then spent the day playing parkour tag over roofs and playing I spy games. And at the end of the day Marinette gave her friends a big hug, before heading back home. She spent her time with her moms, Uncle, and Frank, playing more boardgames and discussing what she should do to make friends...

"Just be yawhself, we love yuh fawh who yuh are, and I'm sure everyone in Paris will love yuh too... if dey doan, den dey most likely have a massive defective reject of a brain." - Was Harley's opinion

"Riddle the f-ck out of their brain, if they can solve all of them, and like you for you, then they are worthy." - Which was Ed's opinion

"Use a chemical based compound from the magnolia flower, combined with three tulip petals, one rose petal, and pollen from a lilac to create a befriending potion." - Ivy's words made everyone silent before Ed spoke up

"... Harley if you're being mind controlled blink." - Ed deadpaned, which had Marinette cackling

"I'm not bein' mind controlled, also yuh nawhmally say ‘blink once or twice’ not just ‘blink’ I could blink at any random interval and yuh woun't know what tuh tink, and here I thoughtcha were a genius." - Harley with her head on Ivy's lap as Marinette starts wheezing.

"I think y'all broke her." - Frank just pointed to Marinette as she was still cackling and wheezing while in the fetal position.

That's when Selina walked in...

"What the hell did you guys do to Kitten?!" - Selina dropping the bags she got from some high end shop, and after they made sure Marinette was still alive they continued their game... and Marinette may have actually written the list of ingredients for that position, but only as a last resort. When it was time for them to sleep Marinette spent the night with her moms, like she use to when she was 4.

She got up early to make sure everything was ready, she had her sketch book in her backpack, as well as some pencils, ear buds, snacks and a picture of her with her family and friends. She decided to wear her new watch and charm bracelet as she finished checking her bag, she then went into the garden to say goodbye to all the plants, and to give Bud, Lou and Frank one last goodbye. She had about 3 hours before her and her Aunt were to head to the airport, and she spent that time with her moms, almost never leaving their side.

……… ……… …….

As the plane took off she looked out the airplane window, saying goodbye to Gotham, until her next visit home....

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bisexualsforprompto · 5 years

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Guilt and Love Chapter 2

Marinette had heard of Gotham villains before, but seeing one in the flesh made her shudder. Sure she’d gone up against villains all the time, but Akumatized victims, save Lila, were terrorizing Paris against their own free will. These Gothamites did it for fun. Marinette knew she was out of her league but she refused to let anyone get hurt without a fight. Gotham didn’t have a miraculous cure, so those injured would stay that way. Marinette assessed the situation, each of the Joker’s henchmen had guns but they were nothing without their leader. Marinette knew Joker was brutal so her best bet would be to take him out while he expected victory. Marinette quickly formulated a plan, all she needed to do was give him enough rope to hang himself…

“Oh please don’t hurt me!” She said in her best damsel in distress voice. She saw Damian jump beside her, she knew he was confused but she just gave him a confident look that said, I have a plan. As the villains turned to face her and away from the crowd she laid it on extra thick. “I’ll do anything, just spare me.” She brought a hand up to her head, she was overacting a little bit but Gotham was known for its over the topness. The Joker walked toward her as he smiled thinking he found his newest target. As he sauntered over Marinette saw her opening. Swiftly, she swept his leg out from under him causing him to fall to the ground and moan in pain. She ran dodging bullets and punches from Joker’s goons and yelled, “Everyone Exit the building in an orderly fashion! Get out while you can!” People started hurrying out as Marinette held off the henchmen, being joined shortly by Damian and Dick. As the building evacuated Batman dropped in from a window. Seeing that his son, Dick, and this petite french girl were kicking a*s he took Joker over to the station letting the duo handle the rest.

As Damian fought he finally understood why this girl was his soulmate, it didn’t really click that he had one until this moment. Seeing her fight like a bad*ss and use her wits was when he finally realized, ‘maybe I’m not so alone after all.’

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With Marinette’s help the fight was over quickly, everyone had been evacuated and most people left the building completely unscathed, others with minor injuries. Bruce decided to check up on the French class, one to make sure they were okay and two to see if he could adopt the fighting girl with black hair and blue eyes. He was kidding of course about the second detail, well not really. As soon as he arrived he heard an Italian girl with brown hair yelling at the girl who had saved the French class.

“I can’t believe you were going to let Joker kill us all just to save yourself!” She fake sobbed as the other students comforted her, all of the class scowled at her. “Are you kidding me?! She saved you!” Bruce heard his son shoot back in French, ‘uh, oh’. That tone usually meant he was on the verge of murder. He walked over and ignored the looks of recognition. “Oh my god it’s Bruce Wayne! Didn’t you say you knew him Lila!” A pale short blonde squealed. The Italian girl rubbed her neck and chuckled guiltily. ‘God, I hope Bruce Wayne doesn’t know French’ she thought as she said, “Yes, but don’t mention it. We try to keep it on the hush hush so I don’t get mobbed everywhere.” Bruce raised an eyebrow. ‘F*ck’ Lila thought. “Is that so? Because I distinctly recall that I’ve never met you.” Damian smiled triumphantly, ‘that should knock her down a peg.’ Bruce didn’t dwell on the teenage drama, he didn’t want to be here when the liar was confronted, “I just wanted to see the girl who single handedly took down Joker and his men.” Bruce smirked as the petite midnight haired girl blushed. Damian gestured to her, “This is her. Marinette, mysoulmate.” Damian mumbled the last words and spoke them quickly. Bruce almost didn’t catch it, but he smiled a little and looked up to see both the girl, Damian’s soulmate, and Damian, himself a blushy mess. Damian didn’t blush, obviously this girl hit him hard. Bruce smirked until a caramel skinned girl with dyed red hair at the tips shouted, “Wait! I thought you were in love with Lila, Damian! How could you move on so quickly?! Especially for someone like Marinette of all people?” Alya scrunched up her nose at the word Marinette, like it was the plague. Damian almost growled, “First of all, I don’t know any Lilac girl! And second, I don’t like what you’re implying about Marinette, from what I’ve seen so far she’s the best one out of all of you!” It was deathly silent, Marinette shot a thankful glance up to her soulmate. It was still so surreal for her, having someone stick up for her and actually getting a soulmate! She never expected to ever get a soulmate ‘especially not someone so handsome’ Marinette mused.

Damian had defined cheekbones, a tan skin tone and piercing jade eyes. They were so much more gorgeous than Adrien’s, and his rugged black hair was styled in a way that was perfect. Marinette was grateful that he wasn’t just handsome, he stuck up for others and definitely fought well, maybe better than her. It made Marinette be even more attracted to him, and she barely knew him. There was only one thing Marinette thought could make him more attractive, a smile. He always seemed to frown, ‘I’ll just have to change that’ Marinette decided.

Lila seethed, everything was slowly tumbling down. Marinette had a soulmate now, Damian AND Bruce Wayne were there calling her out, and her classmates were starting to wise up. Lila looked for a fast escape and saw none. She was trapped, there was no way this could end well, so she did what always worked, cried.

Nobody noticed as Lila signaled behind her back. Directly following the signal was a purple akuma. It flew into her hair ribbon. ‘You’ll pay for this Marinette Dupain-Cheng’

“Yes Hawkmoth.”

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The Boyfriend tag [Ashton Edition]

Summary: an unfiltered interview with Ashton Irwin and his girlfriend.

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“Hello! I'm Ashton Irwin from five seconds of summer” He says when the camera starts rolling.

“ I am (Y/n) his special friend” I continue, showing a big smile.

“This is now our turn to answer everything we can about us” He announces, pointing straight at the camera “We will give it to you straight, unfiltered and sitting on the best f*ck#** chair I’ve ever seen” he laughs, straightening his legs and rocking our chair back and forth.

We were both currently on a bench that just happened to have a spinning mechanism just like office chairs and allowed us to move around if we wanted.

“It’s really the best chair ever” I agreed, laughing along with him.

He loved it. The moment we got to sit here he made me sit by his side and sneaks his arm around me, pulling me closer and getting himself comfy for the interview. It was really nice.

I am just about to say something, to state some weird occurrence that came to my head, but one of the producers steps forwards and he looks like he is about to give us more instructions like before when we were just about to get ready for this interview.

“Sorry to interrupt, I should have mentioned you can’t really curse on this show”

My cheeks heat up just like that, my jaw drops open and so does Ashton’s, we turn to look at each other and he does look pretty surprised by this one. We forgot this was a thing in some companies.

“Oh no sh*t, Sorry about that” He curses again as he laughs, clapping in the air dramatically and nodding at the camera “what a great start!”

“It’s alright, Michael did it too, multiple times, we’ll bleep it out”

“Fantastic” he nods and then reaches for the table, grabbing the Ipad with all the question and handing it to me “take it away, baby” he instructs.

I smile at the camera. Let this wild ride start.

Where and when did we first meet?

“We meet in Spain” he speaks first, taking over the question “We had a gig there and we had a day off, went for a walk around the historic parts of the city and, well...” he says, leaving it hanging and not finishing like he would do sometimes.

I knew what he wanted and I wasn’t going to let that be our full answer, so I look straight at the camera and decide to uncover him with the truth.

“He got lost in the gothic quarters” I reveal, shrugging at the camera lens.

He presses his lips together and sighs. For some reason, he isn’t the biggest fan of this story and is always trying to make it better.

“It makes more sense if I say it” he explains “We weren’t completely lost, it was just a bit hard to know the way out” he said as if that was any better.

Potato-potato. It was both the same thing.

“You were lost” I repeat, chuckling at him and taking over the question “I mean, it’s a big place, I understand why you couldn’t find the way out” I say on his behalf, trying to explain myself “I was waiting for my mom outside of this store and I saw them once, then twice, then another time until they stopped to google their location and I came to the rescue” I smile a very heroic smile “it was also low season, so the majority of people there spoke everything but English” I roll my eyes, because that was just an absurd fact

“Thanks god you were there” he mentions, agreeing with me “honestly, hearing someone speak a familiar language was relieving” he laughs turning to kiss on my temple lightly “but yeah, that’s how we met” he wraps up the story with a shrug “After that she walked us all the way back to the venue so…”

“It was good” I continue, nodding “No one got any more lost” I joke, taking over the Ipad and moving on to the next question of the bunch.

When and where was our first date?

He sighs “Our first date” He says in a mumble, really thinking about it and instantly looking unimpressed by the one and only answer we had “it was not really a date, if I’m honest, I wouldn’t call that a date”

I frown. “Hey” I whine, nudging him with my shoulder.

It was a bit rude of him to say that and I wasn’t totally okay with it, even when he was kind of right.

“Babe, it felt more of a get-together, not really a formal thing, don’t you think?” He explains to me but at the same time speaks to the public “rather messy I would say”

I roll my eyes heavily. I could disagree on that “I like to think it was a date, it was the first time we got to hang out” I add, shrugging a bit to then proceed to tell the story “I took him to my hometown which is pretty close to the city and it’s probably the only place around that doesn’t get super crowded and we went for ice cream and everything!”

“It was lovely” He agrees, not really meaning that it was a bad day but he thinks it was not a real date. “But see, I know it sounds like a date but at the time, everyone was invited, they just not wanted to go” he mentions, chuckling at that part of the story.

For some reason, I always manage to forget about that. Those times where I just met them and they wanted a local guide, which I offered my services to with my best intentions to give them a tour of the best beaches, but most of them were tired and Ashton was the only one up to it. Their loss.

“Lazy asses, as you can see” I say, shaking my head at the story “They missed out, but we got something so good out of it and! we were on the beach like all day” I brag, leaning my head on his shoulder and hugging him close.

“You. Lose” he says, pronouncing each word clearly and pointing at the camera.

In all seriousness though, I was glad they didn’t go to that date, that way, I wouldn’t have gotten so much time to hang out with him as I did, look what came out of it.

What was your first impression of me?

“I remember very clearly the first time I saw you and just instantly hoped you were not a fan, I was not in the mood for anything at that moment” He starts, chuckling a little as he speaks and looking down in my direction “but well, uh, I guess the best answer I can give is that I noticed how energetic and honest you were, you didn’t care who we were or what we were doing, you just wanted to help and that really stuck with me” He smiled, showing me that adorable dimpled grin I loved too much.

“Aw” I smile, reaching up to caress his cheek softly “the first thing I noticed about you was your style, for me that was super outstanding and super old fashion vibes, which I love, and also, your way of approaching people, it’s very inviting and welcoming, I felt good, it made me feel like I was meeting an old friend” I shrug, looking up and down at him to then give him a small shy smile.

“That’s good, right?” he asks, raising an eyebrow, almost as if he just wanted to make sure it was all okay.

I chuckle. Was he really asking that to me? To the one person that adored him more than anything.

“Oh no, actually instantly hated you, you just looked like a great bank in general” I scoff, taking my hand off his face and making a move to fake push him away from me.

He gasps at that assumption. “Hey!” he laughs, reaching back for my arms and keeping it hostage “See, she can be a little bit mean at times” he speaks to the camera, as he sneaks his arms around my waist and squeezes.

I yell. I was not expecting him to do that and it was slightly embarrassing, he knows it’s my soft spot. I let it pass through, I will get revenge, but not now, It had to wait a little more.

When did you meet my family?

“That is private and how dare you ask that question!” He speaks harshly at the camera, pointing at it accusingly and shaking his head, but he wasn’t serious at all, he wanted to mess with the producers like usual.

“Stop” I laughed, grabbing his hand and putting it down “he's joking” I let everyone know, just in case.

He laughs too, knowing that maybe it was time to get a little more serious and answer the question instead of trying to avoid it because, at the end of everything, it wasn’t a big deal, it was just a simple story.

“The first time I met your family was in LA, which was also the first time you invited me there for your summer break, spend a couple weeks there, it was amazing,” I say, smiling at the memory. Those were some fantastic three weeks.

“Yep” he nods, stepping in to tell his side of the story “I don’t even need to say it, I met your family on our first date, they were around a couple of times” he says, shrugging a little at his answer, because it was really that easy.

“They liked going on the beach with us but still, I think they were a little intimidated by my presence with an older foreign man, who (by the way) didn’t speak any Spanish and I meet the day before” I say with a weird smile as I shrug. I remember the multiple warnings I had from my mom for doing this and then me, not paying attention, but even when she was right, nothing really happened, we had something amazing bloom from that day.

“As you can tell our thing was kind of the slow-building kind of relationship” he speaks, chuckling a little at the thought.

One day we meet… the other he met my parents...

“Yeah! Definitely” I nod, agreeing with him “in 48 hours we were already… having sex” I let out as if I was totally serious. We can’t help to break into laughter.

I would never do that, not now and not ever.

“I’m kidding” I say to the camera as I keep going with my small fit of pure giggles.

“Yes, don’t actually do that, that’s risky, kids” He warns, being totally serious but also being a taken out of seriousness with his constant laughing. “but yeah that’s how we meet each other’s family” he says, finishing off the question.

“those were some historic moments” I compliment, breathing in to calm my laughing.

he nods. “next question, please”

Who said “I love you” first?

That question can only make me smile and nothing else.

“I did” I say, throwing out a dreamy look. “Funny thing is, we weren’t even dating by that time, I’m just very emotional and thought I would let it out as soon as I saw a chance” I nervously chuckle as I throw that fact out there.

“Hm, we weren’t dating by the time” he confirms, rubbing his jaw with one hand, almost as if he was thinking about it. “I kissed you once or twice and would hang out a lot but we weren’t…” he tries to explain, turning to look at me.

“It was a bit embarrassing” I confess, being realistic about the situation.

For some reason he seems to be surprised of me even saying that, his eyes widen and he is thrown back a little bit, taking a good look at my face.

“Ah babe!” he exclaims, frowning a little bit but then pulling me into one quick hug “Why? It was lovely” he asks, almost concerned.

“Not really” I chuckle a bit. “See, it was on that summer when you guys were back in Spain but not really for a long time, which sucked because I loved to spend time with you but at the end of everything I knew you had to leave and i couldn’t go with you even if I wanted, so in my mind I thought, the worst-case scenario is that you don’t feel the same or just don’t feel ready, and I said it” I explain to him, trying to making it sound like no big deal, even when at the time it was a big deal. “Pff, I remember everything, like the time, weather, place, what I did...”

He nods, seeming to understand “We were on… that park, weren’t we?”

I smile “Uh Huh, park güell” I confirm. It was my favorite place in the world “This place is like giant and it has this part that it’s super tall, you need to do a bit of a hike to get there but it’s super cool because you can see the entire city from there” I explain, trying to make the audience picture the scenario a bit “we were sitting down and just looking at the view and I said ‘can I tell you a secret?’” I mumble in my mic, acting out the scene “He said ‘sure’ and I said ‘I may be wrong but I think I love you’” I let out, with a bit of a proud smile.

“And I said, if I’m not mistaken ‘I may be surprised but I would be stupid to not see that’” he follows my lead, without me even asking “I didn’t say it back and I am sorry but for me this was more of an eye-opening moment when I knew maybe this is the girl I should keep front and center, all the time” He confessed, looking down at me and pulling me more into his hug.

“And we made it official” I say, wrapping up my story.

“Hell yeah” He said, leaning down to kiss my forehead. What a beautiful story to tell.

What dressing do I always wear?

“Easy” he said with the most confident tone he could wear. He goes and grabs the hem of my glasses with incredible skill and snatches them off “boom” he exclaims, sliding them on his face instantly.

“Hey!” I yell, trying to go and reach them but he moves away from me, not letting me get them back. “No, you’re going to stretch them” I whine, trying to reach him but he doesn’t let me “You have a big f*ck#** head”

Oops, I cursed, my bad.

“I have a great head thank you very much” he brags, showing me his tongue teasingly and turning to see the camera through my lenses “Shoutout to all my head fatties out there” he laughs, showing a couple thumbs up in support.

“No” I laugh, reaching for his hands and pulling them down “Rude” I let him know, finally being able to reach in and get back my glasses, I needed them.

Now it was my turn to answer and lucky me, I had no clue on what I could possibly say, there was a bunch of things, but he also wasn’t the kind of repetitive person, it was not that easy.

“I don’t know what to answer” I pout, looking up at him.

He shrugs. “Anything”

That still doesn’t help. I look at him up and down, analyze him, trying to think on what could be the best answer to give to the public, because I didn’t want to sound obvious but in moments like this, I might need to.

“Polka dots” I say, almost disappointed at my lame answer “I hate this answer, it’s most basic ever” I say rolling my eyes “you’re not even wearing them today”

He moves back, looks at me almost acting offended and then says “yes, I am” he assures me, I squint at him, that seemed like something he would say just to make me feel like I was right.

“prepared to be surprised” He said, leaning back on our seat and pulling his knee up, proceeding to put his foot on the table.

Rude.

Very carefully he pulls the hem of his pants up, revealing a very cute black and red polka dot sock “Boom” he smiles proudly, showing me his fun sock.

“Oh dear…” I laugh, leaning in to pull at them playfully. “Sneaky”

he nods “I keep with the aesthetic, honey” he teases me, getting his foot off the table and sitting down straight. “next question”

Weird habit of each other?

“Does Dad jokes count as a habit?” I ask rhetorically, turning to look at him “For you, it’s become one”

I was joking, he knows I was, but still the moment I make that assumption he gasps as he was offended and touches the center of his chest with one hand.

“What?” He asks in disbelief “They’re great! C'mon” he insists, squeezing my sides slightly.

“You’re a dad, it’s weird” I insist, reaching over and squeezing his side too “There’s my answer, your dad jokes” I state, looking at my front “I don’t mind them most of the time, but you’re a dad”

He laughs a sarcastic laugh, next thing a know there is a hand on my face “Shush” he says, pushing my face away “Shush woman” he demands for a second time as he laughs at me moving away from his touch. “you do have a habit and I’m going to tell you what it is” he starts his answer, now getting serious “You repeat everything I say and everything everyone says all of the time”

I gasp. I don’t know how he even dared to expose me like that but it was weird that he chose this particular one, it wasn’t even that dramatic.

“What does that mean?” I frowned slightly looking at him, but after a couple seconds of thinking about it, I get it “Oh no, hold on, I get it, I know what it is” I chuckle, shaking my head at the thought.

He was right, it’s a bad habit.

“Every time I say something funny for you or outstanding you repeat the last phrase I said in that exact sentence and that’s a bad habit, lady” he states, touching my nose and then pinching it playfully.

“I’m sorry” I say in a baby voice, trying to make it just a little better.

“It’s okay” he laughs, shrugging it off.

Yes, it was a bad habit, but it wasn’t even that bad, I would break it off eventually so I didn’t mind him telling the world. It was just something passenger, we could talk about it.

How long have we been together?

“Almost three years now” he speaks firsts, with now a serious tone.

“We turn three years in September” I smile, leaning my head on his shoulder.

“It’s crazy” he nods, raising both of his eyebrows “I still can’t quite believe how we have managed to drag our relationship so far up, it’s insane” he confesses, looking down at me for a second.

“Yeah me too” I admit, keeping it completely real “I mean, I love him and I have always known there was something different in him but at the start of our relationship, things were not looking promising at all” I groan at the memory, our first two months weren’t the greatest.

“Not in the slightest bit” he agrees “We had a good trait and all but distance relationships are hard to keep” he hisses, shrugging a little.

The first months of our relation pretty much based itself on not only FaceTime calls but also text messages and dumb Snapchat pictures sent to each other for updates. It sucked. I don’t think neither of us had many hopes on the life of our relationship, but from there, things scaled a lot and got us where we are now.

“Lucky for us, we handled like masters” I brag, raising my hand and he gives me five.

“Teamwork”

What’s the most public thing you’ve done together?

Oh man, I loved this question for so many reasons. In a matter of seconds, I had the perfect answer to this question, no one needed to wait for me to answer or anything. I knew how to fill this spot.

“He brought me in on a radio interview” I confess “if that was not public I don’t know what is” I let out, heavily rolling my eyes at him.

That was such an uncomfortable moment for me, he thinks it’s hilarious, for me, it was both unexpected and weird.

“Oh man, I forgot about that” He laughs hard, throwing his head back and clapping in the air.

“You forgot?!” I exclaim, narrowing my eyes at him “How can you forget that? You did it!”

He nodded, not denying it but also not saying anything else about the matter. “I would very much like you to tell the story please” he nods at me, giving me the green light.

I nod. “Well, basically, we were in Australia (I think) and they were having this interview with a radio show thing” I explain, totally trying to paint a picture “Ashton was on fire, he really was, he started telling stories, answering everyone and it was just hilarious” I chuckle “I think you noticed I was laughing a lot and started looking at me and kept going with your hilarious self, to the point he stopped the interview and brought me in” I simply say, shrugging at the situation, it was as simple as that, but it felt like a lot more.

“I had to, I’m sorry” he excused himself, still giggling, finding the story super funny “sometimes I need a proof that I am really just this funny all the time” he excuses for a second time but this time just complimenting himself, lame.

“I was crying!” I exclaim in his face, now finding the right time to fight him for this “I started crying and laughing and you showed me on camera” I pout as I look away from him.

He laughs, even more, shaking his head and looking away just like I did.

This is basically our relationship, in a nutshell, he would annoy me at times, I would annoy him… it was a never-ending cycle that was constantly happening. Some would think it’s annoying, but us, we loved it, that’s the thing.

“I also did this on camera” he said, once he had calmed down, grabbing my chin and pecking my lips very softly.

He was still giggling though. Goddammit.

“It’s not funny” I giggle as well, nudging him away with my hand.

For once, he disagrees, shakes his head heavily and says “I think it is” he shrugs “next”

First thing you noticed about me?

“First thing” he says, looking away for a second and thinking about it. I was fairly intrigued by his answer on this one. It only takes him a couple seconds to concrete an answer and turns to me after he knows what to say “Your face” he reveals on a very serious tone.

I smile “Isn’t that just lovely?”

I had to admit I was totally teasing him about it, but he knew that already, he smiles at my answer to his first response and nudges me softly. I just wanted to keep on the mood light and funny for everyone.

“No, no, but I mean, not just your face, the brightness on your face in general” he says, explaining himself a bit better “you were helping us and it was just so kind, the way you approached to us with such a kind smile and willing to help was something that really stood out for me, not many people do that to strangers on the street, especially in such a busy city” he says and it is a fact.

That answer really warms my heart, he was so sweet.

“Aw, I love you” I mumble, leaning in and kissing his cheek “the first thing I noticed about you was your hair, is that weird?” I ask, chuckling a little bit at my answer.

He chuckles as well “Not at all, but why my hair?”

I shrug “I don’t know, I love it, I like the color” I say, lifting my hand to touch a few of his strands, now covered in hair gel and underneath red hair dye “I love how you are naturally blonde but not blonde blonde, it almost matches mine” I smile proudly.

Call me cheesy, but the fact that his hair resembles mine in a way made me proud, it was almost like destiny matches us to perfection. We would make some adorable and blondie babies.

“Yours is darker,” he says, reaching for my hair and touching it as well.

“A touch darker, yes” I nod “so there's that, I don’t have much to say, if I’m honest” I chuckle, turning around and grabbing the Ipad in front of me “next question”

Tell us a fun fact about you

We both stay quiet for some solid ten seconds. Dead silence.

“Fun fact” I speak softly, really trying to come out with something “Do you have something in mind? I got nothing” I say to my partner in crime.

“As a matter of fact, I do” He nods, because apparently he has been waiting for me to answer first all of this time. “We have an age gap, which is pretty large if you think about it-“

“Six years” I speak, just adding up information.

“Yeah, It’s six years and a bit more” He confirms “but besides that point, even though I am the oldest, I feel like that’s a lie because sometimes she is totally the older one in lots of aspects” He says, finishing with a smile and then turning to look at me.

Deep inside of me, I always knew this guy couldn’t hold a serious note for five minutes, he had to (in some way) pick on my buttons, like always. He was laughing now at my annoyed face and laughed more when I slapped his arm.

“Ashton!” I exclaimed, pushing him away “You are such a…” I start, pressing my lips together before having to curse “Are you calling me old?” I ask, narrowing my eyes “Are you calling me an old woman?”

He shrugs like he doesn’t mind “You’re an old soul, that’s what I’m trying to say” he explains to me, now sounding a bit softer. I frown, now being a bit concerned, that was a weird twist. “What did you think I was going to say?” he asked, laughing at my weird gaze.

I glance at him anyways “I know you were going to complain about me and my weird… pains” I say, being a bit weird out by saying that out loud.

“I would never” He says, almost offended, touching his chest in fake offence.

I knew he was trying to tease me.

“Yeah, uh-huh” I nod, rolling my eyes. I was going to let it pass, this is the kind of things that we would say just to make me fight him, he loved me fighting him for some reason, it was his hobby.

What's the biggest thing you’ve done for each other?

My heart feels warm by this question, it brings good memories.

“The biggest thing I have done for Ashton it’s probably this time I organized him a date, just to make him feel better” I smile softly, looking down at my hands as I speak “It wasn’t our anniversary or any important date but it was a time when things were starting to gather up a little for him and those things were managing to show up on his regular self” I explain “He was stressed and really not in the mood all of the time, he accepted zero comments on anything work related it was a bunch of things” I continue now turning my head to look up “So I decided to organized a bit of a date to help him take his mind of and relax; It took me all day to organize, I cooked dinner myself and also prepared some dessert, I decorated a little, which was tricky, I am not the best at decorating; and last but not least I just set up a whole mood around the house and decided to make it a place that didn’t revolve around work or things that assemble it, I wanted to make it a place of disconnection and where he could find his peace of mind in” I continue, looking at him with a smile“So yeah, that’s the biggest thing I did for you” I shrug shyly.

He pouts, smiling a little and clearly finding my story adorable. “I remember that day, of course, you were successful on what you intended because I loved it, you know I did” he says softly, kissing my temple softly “It’s also one of the best dates we’ve ever had and curious thing is, we never really even got out of the house” he chuckles softly.

“You’re welcome” I say, returning the favor and kissing his cheek.

“The biggest thing I’ve done for you it’s one hundred percent those tickets to the academy post-award show party thing” He admits, then looking at the camera and wiggling his eyebrows up and down.

I gasped harshly, throwing my head back at the fact. He just won over my best gift to him, this was definitely one of the best days of my whole existence.

“Shut the front door” I say, avoiding the impulse to curse “Yes, those were such a dream” I exclaim, laughing a bit.

“It took me a while to get my hand in those and I made lots of calls, you have no idea how many strings I pulled on that one but we got there!” He cheers, lifting his hand in succeed “We were really out of place at first, people in there were really…” he says, looking for the right words.

“Popular” I complete.

“Exactly” he agrees immediately “but you had fun, right?” He asked, looking over at me.

“Are you kidding? I got to talk to Catherine Zeta-Jones and Renee Zellweger on the same night, it was insanity” I say, completely happy to get that memory in my head “if you don’t know who those are, check your resources, they were in one of the best movie musicals out there, Chicago, they are living classics” I brag, putting a hand on my chest in emotion “Among other actors and actresses, that day was the most overwhelming and crazy days I have ever had and I don’t even mind that one bit”

He smiles, pulls me over to his side and kisses me once again. “She’s a fan of movies” it’s what he says, rubbing my shoulder.

“Number one fan” I complete, more like a correction “Next question, please”

Tell us a secret

“Uh, no” Ashton says, taking the lead and rolling his eyes, almost acting annoyed.

“Ballsy” I say to him, with a funny smile on my face.

“Not a chance” He keeps going, shaking his head “Nice try, you got us, whew!” he acts out, wiping fake sweat off his forehead “Secrets are meant to be secret not to be heard” he quotes, pointing at the camera and leaving that as his last words… for now.

“You did not…” I laugh, being interrupted but the small chuckles that came out of my lips “You did not just quote your own lyrics”

He laughs, probably finding hilarious how fast I caught that one. “I did and I’m proud” he said, sitting up straight to grab the IPad from my hands “next question”

What pisses you off?

“It pisses me off when he goes to tease me in public” I answer first, faster than ever “not even like normal regular teasing, he tries to tease me into making him a fool of himself in public, that’s what he wants” I shake my head, nudging him to the side playfully.

“Lies” He says, nudging me back.

“Nope” I shake my head harshly at the lies “he grabbed my ass in public the other day, so shamelessly, I think a pap got us” I confess, covering my face with both of my hands in embarrassment.

“Which was always my intention” he shrugs, not taking it as a big deal.

“It was weird!” I exclaim in argument “And then I was embarrassed and I decided to go for revenge days after, so I tried to grab his ass on the street but now all there is on the Internet is a picture of me chasing him because somehow, he actually sensed that before it happened and now there are pictures everywhere” I lean back on my seat, giving up on the situation and closing the story.

“I’m a gazelle with public humiliation” he graces himself proudly, to then very gently place the IPad on my hands “Next”

Now, he was trying to get away with this, he wanted to change the topic.

“You b#*ht” I cursed, slapping his arm playfully “I’m going to tell you what pisses him off” I take the lead, not letting this go.

I proceed to turn the IPad on its side and place my slightly long nails over the matte side of it to then run them back and forth repeatedly, making a really scratchy sound. He squirms instantly, almost as if I was running my nails over a chalkboard.

“Oh no!” he said, going immediately to grab my hands “Stop it, stop it, stop it” he whimpers “that’s torture”

“That’s vengeance,” I say, smiling playfully and turning the IPad on its side again.

Now we could keep going.

Favorite feature about each other?

“I love your eyes” I speak first, looking up at him and touching his brow softly “I know it’s very cliche but it’s really my favorite feature about you” I smile softly “I also love your chest, if you have seen his chest you know it’s the hairy type and when you wear those button shirts, it just makes it look extra good” I say playfully.

“Thanks” He smiles, leaning down and pecking my lips short, to then go ahead with his answer “do you want me to be honest?” he asks and I nod “I don’t think I can choose one thing I like about you because I just love everything about you” He says, totally serious and with a small smile on his face “I feel like you and I have something in common not only personally but spiritually and the way we get along so well have to do with the fact that our souls are connected” he says, starting a speech for the public, but specially for me “I’m a very spiritual person and I always like to read about things that have a reason to happen around us and I have always known that the way you were put in my life was one of the most beautiful things I have been challenged to keep with me, that’s why I love all of you, we are meant to live a life or part of our life together and you get along with me just perfectly to affront anything we are meant to do in the future” he says to me directly, reaching in to hold my hand. I let him. “so if I have to choose one thing, I would say, your soul and your heart, because those are the things that always convince me you were meant to be in my life” he finishes, squeezing my hand and lifting it to his lips, kissing it softly.

I feel my lip tremble and my eyes water. These are the sweetest words I have heard from him in a really long time, I couldn’t believe I was hearing them now.

“Ashton” I say softly, trying to blink away my watery eyes “Babe”

He looked back to me, catching a glimpse of my teary eyes and completely surprising himself “Aw babe!” he laughed, smiling down at me “Come here” he said, pressing me onto his chest and rubbing my back softly “there there” he mumbles as a couple of tears leave my eyes.

This is the kind of reactions that he got out of me every time he was this sweet. God damn, I love him.

What do we argue about the most?

“Just everything in general” I answer, once my eyes weren’t spilling out tears anymore and I was back on a serious posture. Although (once again), I was totally joking, I wasn’t answering these questions for real.

“Life, stuff” he continues, following my lead “Everything”

“Here’s the thing” I move over to explain “Our relationship pretty much revolves around who annoys who the most and even though we had fun with that and all, sometimes things end up blooming from that and that usually means we will argue”

“but they aren’t big arguments, I don’t think we actually fight over silly stuff like that, they’re pointless arguments but they aren’t fights, in fact, I don’t think I have ever gotten proportionally mad at you and we’ve been dating for three years” he says, completing my answer.

“Yeah, it’s usually dumb arguments like: “Why do you grab my butt in public”, don’t you think?” I say teasingly, looking back at him with a smile.

His jaw tenses a little bit. “Funny” he says, shaking his head “I was thinking more of a “Why do you hide my phone in your…”

“Hey!”I yell immediately to stop his talking and he does “shut up” I whine, leaning my forehead on his shoulder. I was so embarrassed.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding” he said in comfort, kissing my forehead “See? We argue but we love it” he laughs “Next question”

Do I have any weird obsessions?

“Yes” He answers with total confidence. “you love movies, like, you love them” he emphasizes, pointing at me with his thumb.

My eyebrow raises, I wasn’t expecting that answer. “You would call that an obsession?”

His lips are pressed together, he shrugs. “Maybe, you talk about them a lot, always find a reference for any situation, I think it is weird but I don’t mind it because it’s fun and healthy” He justifies, lifting his finger and laying it on my cheek softly.

“Thanks” I say, rolling my eyes like if I was annoyed, but I don’t say anything, I just go answer my part of the question “I don’t think you have obsessions, you always go through phases but they never really last for long” I shrug.

My answer was dull, but there was really nothing else I could say other than that.

“Meh” he let out, making a weird and careless sound, like if I have just said the wrong answer. I chuckled “I’m obsessed with you” he corrected me, smiling widely and reaching for me with his hand, grabbing my cheek and squeezing.

Squeezing hard.

“Ouch, ouchie, ouch” I whine but also can’t help but laugh “Don’t” I say, pulling away.

“I’m being gentle” he says laughing as well, squeezing my cheek softly now “See this cheeks? I love them” he speaks to the camera, caressing them with the back of his index finger and finally letting go “They are so squishy” he mentions pinching them one last time.

Gosh, it was so annoying. How adorable.

“Stop, Seriously” I laughed, moving away from his touch and holding the IPad up “next question”

Nicknames for each other?

“I call Ashton, Daddy” I say with a big smile on my face “like not even in a kinky way it’s just the regular nickname” I continue, totally with the intention of teasing him “Daddy can we go for ice cream? Can we go to the mall? It works for everything” I mock, bumping his shoulder with mine.

“No, that’s not true” he says laughing, bumping my shoulder back.

He hated that nickname and thought it was completely creepy, but every time I brought it up I managed to get a good laugh out of it. You could say by this point I am emotionally attached to it.

“I mean, you’re daddy, Luke is breadstick, Cal is…” I continue, but my mind goes blank. Everyone had a nickname but right now, it was like they were wiped from my mind “Uh I forgot, anyways” I give up, looking up at him, almost as if I was giving him the green light to answer now.

“She doesn’t call me that” He clarifies before anyone actually believes it. “If one of us needs to be the adult here then I guess I’ll say…” he starts, thinking about it for a second “I like classy nicknames, just revolving around doll, honey, darling, nothing crazy but neither too generic, I like keeping it just a bit different” he explains, making it short and sweet for the public.

“Oh, I go full-on generic” I say, now going for a real answer “but I like it, I don’t mind them, for me it's just natural to say them so I just stick with it” I shrug “I think my stamp by now is definitely, Babe” I explain, looking back at the camera and saying “it’s boring, I know”

Ashtons just shrugs at my assumptions, apparently, he doesn’t mind that I haven’t really taken the effort to come up with some new and innovating nickname for him to wear, I just go with the regular and I use it all the time.

“Nah” he says, shaking his head “I like it anyways”

Complete this sentence “You’re my……..”?

The moment I read this question out loud it’s like he knows exactly what to do because he grabs my free hand and joins our fingers together, holding it on one tight grip and caressing the back of it. That’s the hold of a keeper.

I turn on his direction, wanting to look on his face at any moment and not miss on anything, because this seemed memorable and I wanted to have a presence the whole time.

“My rock” he says as his answer “with the lifestyle that I live, there could be a bunch of things in my life that could be too crazy and unstable but having you in my life is something that has managed to keep me grounded and focused” he confesses. His hold tightens “I love you and I love that you make me a better person, I plan to keep it like this for a long time and even if we aren’t destined to be like that for the rest of our lives, I wouldn’t mind because I will always be grateful for these past years that have been a lot brighter because of you” he says, touching my chest with his index finger as an emphasis. “Thank you so much for everything, Baby, I love you” he mumbles, to then lean down and kiss me on the lips.

How did I manage to get such a sweet man?.

His words made me feel special and I was pretty sure I could perfectly cry at this moment, if it wasn’t because I didn’t want to cry again on camera, but he was being so sweet and honest, it was touching my heart on all the right spots.

“I love you” I mumble on his lips, pecking them a second time “You’re my guide” I say as my answer “I think sometimes I am the kind of person that can be too driven by the things I want over what is realistic and after I met you I have really found a balance between doing what I love and stepping into reality” I explain, making my best to be as clear as possible “You're the only person in my life that has encouraged me to do what I love and learn from my mistakes but also has helped me to see that maybe there are some things in this world that aren’t so easy and that sometimes you gotta take risks to get to the top. That’s why you’re my guide, I’m young and I have a lot to learn, I’m lucky I found someone who can help me bloom in life, love me and get me through this difficult path in life that is adulting, not only giving a helping hand but also making it one of the most beautiful phases I have lived” I continue. My voice trembles with every word but I keep it together, I had to. “I love your personality, I love you and I wish to have you in my life for as long as I am able to”

I have never spoken anything more honest than that and I couldn’t mean it more.

“I love you” He says, laying his hand on my cheek and kissing my lips once again.

A lot of people are staring at us right now, but we don’t care because this is our moment, we have both confessed beautiful things in front of the other and the best we could do was to pretend we were alone, for at least one small minute.

He kisses me softly and slow, making the last five seconds feel like the longest of my life. Once he pulls away and we turn our head to our sides, all of the crew in front of us is looking at us with sweet looks, I feel my cheeks heat up and he just laughs. It’s been quite a moment...

“Whew!” he exclaimed, looking back at the camera “That was something” he laughs after making a peace sign at the camera “Thank you!” he says to the public, but mostly to the crew, who were kind enough to invite us.

“Thank for having us” I say to the camera and everyone in the room, waving at the camera shorty “Ash and (Y/n), singing off” I say, making a fool of myself by making a gang sign.

“Hasta la proxima” he tries to say in Spanish, making another peace sign with his hand and also making it his last goodbye for this interview.

The camera goes off and the interview it’s finished. It was a wrap and one of the best things I have accepted to do in front of the public, I don’t know about him, but I had the time of my life.

What a time to be alive.

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More Bang For Your Buck

A/N: Heya! I finished it! Enjoy and REBLOG!

Word Count: 4,693 (yowza)

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Warnings: Slight smut, cheating.

Plot: Reader is cheating on Matt, with Nick.

This is wrong. I know that.

And I especially know it in the moments before I take the chance and knock on his hotel room door. But, no matter how guilty I feel each time, it’s never enough to make me walk away. I always knock, and he always answers, and then we both do things we only pretend we’ll regret.

I take a deep breath, before deciding to knock.

And, as always, he answers with a full smirk on his face.

“I almost thought you weren’t gonna show this time.” Nick flirted, his tone deep, and quiet.

I tucked my hair behind my ear. “I almost didn’t..” I lied, and he gave me a look that told me he knew I had.

He looked down both sides off the empty hallway, before opening his door completely and grabbing my hand to pull me into his embrace.

“Where does he think you are this time?” He asked, his voice dripping with arrogance, as he put his hand under my chin to make me look up at him.

“Out. Isn’t that enough?” I stated dryly, not wanting to spend another second discussing the man I was cheating on. And quite honestly it should make Nick more uncomfortable than it makes me.

He scoffed. “Do you want him to catch you?”

I rolled my eyes, and shrugged before dawning my own condescending smirk. “Why not? You’ve got more to lose than I do.” I hissed sharply, getting annoyed with him now. His eyes widened, and he just laughed at my comment. “Can we cut the chit-chat short? That’s not what I’m here for, you know that, right?” I smirked.

He let go of me, and slid his hands in his pockets. “Then..what are you here for?” He shrugged, a dumbfounded look on his face as he played innocent.

I groaned and rolled my eyes, wishing I had the willpower to walk out on him, but both of us knew I didn’t which I have to guess is why he pulls stunts like this so often. “Ugh, Nick! Come on, don’t do this.” I whined.

He shrugged. “Do what?” He continued, barely able to hide his Cheshire grin anymore. “Just, tell me why you’re here Y/N.” He flirted.

I rolled my eyes again, and crossed my arms. “Can you just f*ck me so we can get this over with please?” I snapped.

He chuckled, before cocking his head. “You kiss my brother with that mouth?” He teased, seeming to feel quite proud of himself, as he started to undress.

I scoffed, and shook my head a bit more disappointed in the both of us, but it didn’t stop me from undressing as well. “I hate you.” I breathed.

He chuckled, before putting his hands on my bare hips, his touch cold enough to give goosebumps before he lifted me, and pressed me against the wall. “Yeah, that makes two of us.” He agreed, before crashing his lips into mine.

We laid next to each other totally out of breath, both satisfied and guilty, but still wearing smiles on our faces.

“You know, we can’t do this forever…” I trailed off.

He shrugged. “You know, you say that every time, but yet..here we are..”

I let out a sigh. “Nick..come on. I’m serious. He’s your brother.” I said, hoping maybe he’d at least act a bit more empathetic.

“You don’t think I know that?” He frowned, before taking a deep breath. “But, I don’t care. I mean, I know I should, but I don’t.” He admitted.

“I guess I understand that. I feel guilty. But, it’s different. I feel guilty because I don’t feel guilty. If that even makes any sense.” I agreed. He ran his hand through my hair, and nodded.

“It makes perfect sense.” He replied, his tone just quiet enough to be a whisper, as he started to sound sleepy.

I sat up and grabbed my underwear and shirt before quickly throwing them back on, and smoothing them out.

He let out a disappointed sigh. “Leaving so soon?” He frowned. “We could just hang out for a bit..” He suggested.

“That’s probably not a good idea Nick. He’s probably wondering where I am.” I sighed. He nodded in understanding, and sat on the edge of the bed after slipping his boxers back on, and pulled me to him. “You sure you have to go?” He said, as he slid his hands down my lower back to my hips.

I cupped his face softly, to make sure he was looking up at me. “You know I don’t wanna go. But, I have to. Now, stop making it harder for me to leave.” I chuckled, before pressing my lips to his. He smiled into the kiss, before taking my jeans out of my hand.

“Oops, you can’t go anywhere without these.” He teased.

I tried to be annoyed with him, but I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Nick!” I exclaimed, before trying to grab them back out of his hands, but he pulled them further out of my reach.

“Not gonna be that easy.” He flirted, leaning back on his elbows, causing me to have to crawl on top of him.

He smirked, feeling proud of himself. “Come on, Y/N...just stay a bit.” He pleaded, as he tucked my jeans under his pillow, and sat up to run his hands up my thighs to my hips.

I pursed my lips together, before they turned into a smirk. “Fine.” I sighed, running my hands up and down his biceps, and then resting them on his chest. He grinned ear to ear, before rolling himself on top, causing me to breath a laugh.

He began to kiss down my neck, and chest as he pinned my wrists to the mattress. I bit my lip to stifle the moans. Just as he started to kiss down my abdomen, there was a knock on his door.

Causing us both to stop, and look at each other.

“Who the h*ll is that?” I whisper screamed.

He breathed a laugh. “Calm down, nobody’s gonna interrupt us. Don’t worry.” He winked, earning an eye roll from me.

“I’m busy!” He called back to the mystery person outside the door.

“Ugh, Nick! Open the door you jerk!” Matt’s voice called back, laughing slightly.

Causing both our eyes to widen.

“Sh*t.” He mumbled. “Maybe he won’t know I’m here?” He shrugged.

I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah. Except you already answered him.” I said, with a hateful smile. His face hardened, beyond annoyed with his brother and a bit with himself as well.

“Nick!” Matt called again, as he continued to knock on the door.

“One second!” He called back, before looking back at me. “Okay, so...you gotta hide.” He whispered to me.

“Uh...where?” I asked, confused on what he expected from me. He exhaled sharply.

“We could just let him find us I guess.” He winked, only half kidding. I rolled my eyes.

“Be serious, you d*ck.” I said through gritted teeth as Matt continued to knock, which was only making me more annoyed.

“Just hide under the covers then, because I can’t listen to that knocking any more.” He groaned. I shook my head frantically, and furrowed my brows at his juvenile suggestion. He smirked. “You didn’t seem to have any problems being under there earlier.”

“I’m going to kill you.” I said in a hushed tone.

“Nick! Can I come in yet? What’s wrong with you?” Matt hounded.

“Just do it!” Nick whisper screamed, before rolling off of me, and throwing the covers over me. “Come in!” He called to Matt before he finally stopped knocking and entered the room.

“What took you so long?” Matt questioned.

“I was trying to ignore you.” Nick replied, chuckling slightly and causing Matt to playfully roll his eyes.

“Are you..naked?” He asked, cocking his head.

“Uh..yep!” Nick replied awkwardly, as he pursed his lips together.

“Oh..were you..? Gross!” Matt exclaimed. “I am so lucky I have Y/N.” He bragged.

Nick hid a smirk, and cocked his brow. “Yes, yes you are.” He replied.

I couldn’t help but smile slightly, before running my hand up and down his thigh, my mind was flooded with dirty thoughts, as I let my hand travel into his boxers.

He tried to stifle a moan, not wanting to be caught.

“Hey, by the way, have you seen Y/N by any chance?” Matt asked, cocking his brow.

Nick bit his lip. “Uh...no. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen her. Why?” He continued, trying not to give away what was going on under the covers.

Matt nodded. “Yeah, she said she was going for a workout. I just didn’t know if she’d talked to you about hanging out with us later yet.” He explained. Nick cocked his brow, and awaited an explanation. “Well, honestly..me and her are kind of going through a rough patch, and I thought it’d be better for her to get closer to the people around me, especially you.” Matt smiled innocently.

“You think we should get closer..?” Nick asked, trying to sound annoyed, but holding back laughter.

Matt shrugged. “Well, she suggested getting closer with you would probably be a good idea, and I agreed.”

“Did she? I think we’ll be really close once we get to know each other.” Nick agreed, pretending to be supportive, as his face turned red, and he started to sweat, not out of guilt, but frustration, thanks to yours truly.

“You guys are the most important people in my life, and I don’t think you guys have ever really had a conversation, have you?” Matt questioned, so naive.

Nick cleared his throat, and shook his head “No, no..not a whole lot of talking between me and her.” He answered.

“Exactly! That needs to change! I should probably call her, and see when she wanted to get together.” Matt said, taking his phone out.

“Uh, no!” Nick exclaimed, causing Matt to give him a confused glance. “I just..would rather you let me put some clothes on, just go call her from your room please.” He breathed a laugh.

Matt chuckled, and nodded. “Oh, that’s right..you aren’t wearing any clothes. Yeah, I should go. Sorry. I’ll get back to you.” He replied, before walking out, and shutting the door behind him, finally giving me a chance to come up from the covers and take a breath.

“Thanks for making that harder than it needed to be, by the way.” Nick said, biting his lip.

I breathed a laugh. “What? The situation, or your d*ck?” I flirted.

He couldn’t help but chuckle “You think if I tell him just how close we are he’ll be relieved?” Nick teased. I rolled my eyes in response. “No, seriously! I could just tell him about how we’re so close that we actually keep each other’s secrets!” He continued to joke.

“Nick, stop!” I chuckled.

“I could tell him how many times we’ve literally had sex in the same room as him, or how we talk about him behind his back, or…”

“You’re such a d*ck. You know that right?” I responded, but chuckled as I said it.

He smirked, before pulling me on top of him, letting me straddle his lap. “Would you really have it any other way?” He smirked, as he ran his hands up my thighs.

I cocked my brow, but before I could answer him, my phone started to ring, and of course it was Matt.

“Oh, great. It’s your brother.” I said, moving off of him.

He bit his lip, as a devilish grin grew on his face. “Better answer it.” He suggested, before draping his leg over me and kissing my neck. “Otherwise, he might, just maybe, finally, realize something’s off.”

I rolled my eyes, but answered the phone.

“Hey Matthew! What’s up?” I said, in a giddy voice, as Nick started to trace shapes on my thighs, and then run his hands up my shirt, and bra.

“You sound like you’re in a good mood. So..you wanna get together with Nick tonight?” Matt questioned. I turned to face Nick, making him return his hands to himself, and shushed him.

“I’d love to get with Nick.” I winked.

Nick smirked, and slid his hand into my underwear, causing me to stifle a moan.

“Great! I’ll call him later to let him know.” Matt replied excitedly, before we said our goodbyes and hung up our phones.

“Okay, Nick, we really have to stop now, I’m not gonna be able to act normal tonight if I sleep with you one more time before dinner.” I chuckle, before reaching over him, to grab my pants out from under the pillow, and force myself out of bed.

He lets out a sigh, and rolls his eyes, as he sits up at the side of the bed. “Ugh, fine. Can you do me a favor though, and wear that one dress..you know, the red one?” He smirks.

“Can you handle seeing me in that dress again?” I flirted. “You almost ripped it in half last time..”

“You literally begged me to Sweetheart.” He bragged.

I rolled my eyes, but chuckled, always failing to be angry with him. “Yes, I’ll wear the dress.” I mumbled before walking out.

As I’m getting ready, I can’t help but feel guilty. I need to break up with Matt, or break things off with Nick. But, I don’t know how to force myself to have that difficult conversation.

I felt Matt’s hands on my waist, from behind me. “Wow..is this new?” He asked referring to Nick’s favorite dress, as he ran his hands up and down the shiny fabric. “Save this for a date night..we’re just hanging out with Nick and the guys tonight.” He added, as he traced shapes on my thigh, where the slit in the skirt was.

“I never get a day off, who knows when I’ll get to wear it again?” I said.

“Fine, but you might be overdressed.” He teased. “I don’t know if that dress will make a good first impression with him.” He continued to joke.

“First of all, we’ve already met, we just aren’t besties. Secondly, I think he’ll be fine.” I chuckled, knowing he would be.

“If you say so.” He laughed.

We met the rest of the group at their favorite place, Cracker Barrel, of course. Nick gives me the up-down when we walk in, and a proud smirk grows on his face. It’s Matt’s bright idea that gets me sitting between the two of them.

“So, Matt said he wants you guys to be friends or something? And me, Marty, Page, and Cody are only here to make things less awkward.” Kenny said, rubbing his eyes.

“Less awkward Ken. Not more.” Matt complained, rolling his eyes.

I breathed a laugh. “Matt..you’re putting too much pressure on this, calm down.”

“Yeah, don’t worry about it, before you know it we’ll hang out behind your back, and have our own inside jokes.” Nick teased, before smirking at me. “That’s a nice dress by the way.”

Matt shook his head. “I told you he wasn’t gonna like it. Don’t tease my girlfriend, Nick.” Matt chuckled.

“I just said I liked it! I’d never tease Y/N. Not in front of you anyway.” Nick replied, making me blush. “Besides, what’s not to like? Although, it does look familiar.”

I shot him an icy glare, silently begging him to stop, before someone, most likely not Matt, notices something’s weird.

“Pfft, doubtful. It’s designer. You only wear wrestling t-shirts.” Cody mocked, causing everyone to chuckle.

I laughed too, but mainly as a relief, hoping he was finally ready to drop the whole thing.

“So Nick, when are you gonna settle down? ‘Vat way we don’t ‘ave ‘ta tag along to ‘vese ‘fings and ‘ya can just double date..” Marty questioned, a normal curiosity to have but beyond uncomfortable when you’re in my position.

Nick smirked. “Oh..I don’t know. I kinda like my love life where it is. Keeps things interesting.”

“Ugh, you’re gross. You can’t sleep around forever. Besides,” Matt started, before draping his arm around me. “Don’t you want a relationship, something like I have? I don’t know what I’d do without Y/N.” He smiled.

Nick cocked his brow, an arrogant and prideful look on his face, but he just faked a smile, like it pained him not to be able to tell his brother how wrong he was. “Oh, believe me. I want exactly what you have..” He said, and not a second later I could feel his hand on my knee. Sliding up my thigh, and the skirt of the dress.

My eyes widened, and my back stiffened as I tensed up. Matt, of course couldn’t help but notice, breaking his conversation with Nick.

“You okay?” He asked, seeming concerned.

I nodded. “Mhm..I’m just gonna use the bathroom real quick.” I said, before pushing Nick’s hand off of me, and leaving the table.

I needed a few minutes to catch my thoughts, I leaned on the sink looking at myself in the mirror, and took a deep breath.

I hated this whole thing. Hated myself more.

Suddenly, I heard the door creak open, and shut again, with a lock before feeling Nick’s hands on my waist.

“I still don’t think he has a clue..” He chuckled, running his hand up my dress again. “And, this dress really is killing me. You think he’d be okay with you coming back to my hotel room tonight? I doubt he’d think anything of it..” He breathed, kissing my neck. “Or..we could just do it here..” He said, pushing the fabric of the dress up, and bending me over.

“Nick!” I exclaimed, standing back up “We can not, do this, here.”

He breathed a laugh, as he let the dress fall back, but let his hands travel back to my waist. “Why not? He’ll never piece it together..” He said, as his hands traveled further up, and cupped my breasts.

“We’re going to get caught..” I said, knowing I wanted to do this just as bad as him. “He’s your brother, Nick. Do you even care?”

“Hmm..lemme think about that..” He said, before shrugging nonchalantly. “No. Not really. Not when you’re wearing this dress.” He smirked. “Are you done pretending his feelings matter to you now?”

“They do matter to me.” I said, sternly.

He chuckled. “Not as much as my d*ck does though, right?” He flirted, and I resist the urge to smack him.

“Why are you such an a*s?”

His eyes met mine thanks to the mirror. “Why does is turn you on so much?” He bragged.

“We don’t have time for this!” I exclaimed. “He’s waiting, on both of us now. Thanks to you.”

He giggled. “Oh please, he’s probably clueless. Most likely saying we’re destined to be best friends because we excuse ourselves from dinner at the same time, so in sync.” He mocked, before kissing my neck.

“Nick..” I mumbled.

“Do you want me to stop? Do you want to go back out there, and play pretend for another half hour?” He asked.

I answer him, but only in my head. No. Of course I don’t. This whole thing was uncomfortable.

I shake my head, and his smirk grows. “That’s what I thought.” He breathed, before pushing the skirt of the dress back up, like he had before, this time it was my own choice to bend over the sink.

“You know, you were right.” He started. “I can’t handle this dress. You think he’ll notice if I rip it?” He asked.

My eyes widened. “Don’t you f*cking dare.”

A devilish grin grew on his face. “Aww..you sure?” He pleaded, running his hand over the fabric.

“Nick, I swear, I will kill you where you stand. We don’t have time to play games.” I hissed.

“Oooh, sounds like someone wants me, really, really, bad right now…” He grinned, voice dripping with arrogance. “Calm down, be patient sweetheart..” He mocked, before his hand traveled to my a*s, and he grabbed my panties, and yanked them down. “You know I like to take my time on you..” I couldn’t help but moan, and the look of satisfaction and confidence fell over his face, as a show of victory. “Aha, I love being the only Young Buck who actually knows what that sounds like.” He chuckled, undoing his belt while pressing against me.

“Ugh, if you weren’t as good at this as you are, those comments would get annoying real fast. They already kind of do..” I breathed.

He scoffed, as his pants hit the floor, and he let his boxers down as well. “If I wasn’t as good as I am,” He started, tightening his grip on my waist, and pulling me towards him roughly, making me grab the counter for stability, as he started to thrust. “You probably still wouldn’t know what it feels like to get off..”

I breathed a laugh. “You’re a terrible person.” I judged, ignoring the fact that we both are.

He chuckled, and shook his head, as he started to take short, sharp, breaths. “Yeah, because this was all my idea right?” He mocked.

I rolled my eyes.

“Can you just speed this along? They’re gonna wonder where we are..”

“Let them.” He growled.

We redressed ourselves, and both seemed, a bit disappointed with ourselves.

“I-I um..I’m sorry. You were right this probably wasn’t a good idea.” He said, scratching the back of his neck. “Are you..mad at me?” He asked.

I shook my head. “No. I’m mad at myself, though.” I explained. He frowned, but nodded in understanding. I let out a deep breath. “How did any of this happen?”

He cleared his throat. “I don’t know..it just happened. Matt was out with fans, I felt like staying in. And, we were hanging out..and things happened. We said it was only gonna happen once, but..then we kept getting time alone, so it kept happening. And, we kept pretending like it was no big deal, and justifying that by not being friends..”

“We can’t do this anymore.” I said, actually wanting it to be true this time.

I could tell he didn’t believe me, and I could understand why. I’d never been telling the truth all the times I’d said it before. Why would this time be any different?

“Yeah, we probably shouldn’t.” He agreed, and I could tell he didn’t mean it, it was like a recorded response, one you’d say without even thinking. Like the words ‘bless you’ to a sneeze. You just associated the two things with one another.

I put my hand on his forearm, making him turn his attention to me. “Nick, this time I mean it..it’s over.” I said, he smiled slightly but my expression didn’t change. Then, he started to look more understanding.

“You’re-You’re serious..?” He said in a hushed tone, before shaking his head. “Don’t do this..please..don’t do this.”

“Nick..” I started, not wanting to do this any more than he did.

“Look, I know, okay? He’s my brother, and your his girlfriend, and this is wrong. And, I should hate myself. But, listen..I should’ve done something before you got with Matt. I should’ve, said something sooner, talked to you before he did, but..I didn’t and that, is the only thing I hate myself for.” He started. “I-I’m in love with you.”

My eyes widened, and I didn’t know how to respond. “Nick…” I gasped.

“Don’t say anything, okay? You don’t even have to say it back. But please..just think about this.” He pleaded.

I shook my head, and took a deep breath. “It’s over. Okay? It’s over.”

“Do you love him?” He asked, like he was scared of the answer.

“That isn’t the point, okay? It’s still not okay to lie to him.” I said. “You can’t ruin your relationship with your brother for me.”

“Y/N, this is worth it. You’re worth it.” He said, putting his hands on my waist. I rubbed the temples of my forehead, and cleared my throat, before taking his hands off my waist.

“Goodbye Nick.” I said, my voice shaky and quiet before I walked out of the bathroom.

I went and sat next to Matt, and he draped his arm around me, and kissed the temple of my forehead. “You okay?”

I shook my head, and touched my stomach. “No, I’m getting sick. Can we go back to the hotel?” I lied, just wanting to leave.

He nodded in response.

“Of course.” He said, sounding worried, before turning to the guys. “Can you let Nick know?”

They nodded back at him, and he walked me out to the car.

I felt bad for handling this the way I did. I felt bad for a lot of things actually, my relationship with Matt, and my relationship with Nick were both train wrecks. Maybe I should give up on relationships, I’m clearly not good at them.

Matt sat in the driver's seat, not the slightest clue what’s going on inside my head. He was clueless to the whole thing. I knew he’d never give up on me and Nick being friends. But, there wasn’t a chance of it happening now.

I need to break it off, sooner rather than later.

We make it back to the hotel room, I’ve stayed quiet the whole drive. I changed into sweats. I just wanted to be out of that dress. It was stained with guilt. I don’t think I can wear it again.

“You feel any better?” Matt questioned.

I took a deep breath. “Can we talk?” I asked, sitting on the foot of our bed.

He nodded, confused and sat down next to me as he awaited my response.

“We aren’t working Matt, I think we should end this.” I said bluntly, wiping away the tears forming in my eyes.

He frowned, and sighed. “I can’t say I’m surprised. But, I did hope maybe things would change.” He replied, sounding disappointed to say the least.

I nodded. “Should I leave? I can get a new room.” I offered, he shook his head.

“No, it’s okay. I can go stay with Nick..you stay here.” He replied, as he stood up.

The sound of Nick’s name stung me with regret and guilt. I already missed him, which made me feel worse. Matt should be the only person on my mind right now, but he isn’t.

I stood up as well, and looked down at the ground, unable to look into those sweet eyes of his. “Matt, I’m sorry..” I apologized for things he didn’t even know I did, things I hoped he’d never find out, but I still needed him to know I was sorry, even though he didn’t know what for.

He smiled softly, sadness still in his eyes. “It’s okay, Y/N. We just didn’t work..it’s nobody’s fault.” He replied, if only he knew everything, he’d realize it was all my fault. All of it. “Goodbye Y/N…” He trails off before leaving.

He went to Nick’s room, not a tear shed until he reached his destination, then they start to run down his face like waterfalls.

“Matt? What’s wrong?” Nick questioned, hiding his own feelings once more.

Matt explained everything, and Nick felt relieved he wouldn’t have to see me and Matt together, and pretend it didn’t bother him anymore. But, disappointed, because he knew there was no chance of me and him either, since both of us knew how badly we’d hurt Matt, even before he knew.

Matt plopped down onto Nick’s bed, sobbing into his pillow, as he clutched it close to him.

“Are you okay?” Nick asked.

Matt nodded in response, before sniffling. “Yeah, I will be.” He started. “Now I know I’m crazy..”

“Why?” Nick asked.

“Because, even your bed smells like her now…”

#young bucks imagine #matt jackson imagine #the elite fanfiction #nick jackson imagine #aew imagine #matt jackson fic #nick jackson fic

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Lighter than air (part 1 Nathan x Reader)

I was not excited to get back to work. After the big storm I haven’t felt like myself, it’s been almost a month that I was out and originally I was excited. However, because of said storm that accounting job , which I loved , was now being replaced with assisting a Probation worker with their juvenile delinquents. I kept telling them I’d be better if I just continued doing what I knew aside from babysitting kids that were practically the same age as me, but they insisted that I needed to be “ eased back into it”, which meant, we’re still going to make you stay after and file. Distraught and pissed to the highest degree, I walked into the community center feeling like I had a heavy weight on my shoulder. Sally greeted me with a sad smile, “ Hello, it’s good to see you back.” “ Thanks,” I mumbled halfheartedly. “ Listen, I’m going to be straight with you, I’m incredibly busy with various projects, and I really don’t have time to properly supervise, So basically all you have to do, is make sure they don’t kill eachother, or anyone else,” She said adding a nervous laugh. “ Are you okay,” I asked. “ Right as rain, this way, I’ll introduce you, and let me said this now, be firm with Nathan,” She insisted. I cocked an eyebrow, “ wait , why?” “ You’ll see,” she said simply leading me into the locker room. “EVERYONE, GATHER AROUND I HAVE SOMEONE TO INTRODUCE YOU TO,” Sally yelled . Soon enough five young adults gathered around , all looking as if they’d rather be anywhere else but here. She told everyone my name and I added, “ You guys can call me Kit, most people do, it started as kit kat because I always brought one to class, but they shortened it.” I was rambling and Sally was giving me a stern look. “ Sorry,” I said instinctively. “Any ways,” Sally continued, “ today you will be picking up garbage around the park, grab a trash back and one of the grabbers and ….Kit, will take you there.” She shoved a bunch of the items in my arms and stormed out of the room. I looked down at the items , then back at them, “ well , lets go.” They seemed very unsure of me, and the feeling was mutual. They all did, apparently minor crimes so they shouldn’t be dangerous, right? “first though,” I said , pausing to put all the items on the ground, “ I’d like to know your names, there is a slim chance I’ll remember them, but the thought it there.” I rubbed my neck nervously and pointed at the quiet boy in the corner, “ how about you?” “S..simon,” He said simply. “ Simon good to meet you, next,” I said looking over at A girl with blond hair pulled back tight. “ ….Kelly,” she said after a moment of hesitation. Next was Curtis, Alisha , and then there was one who was laying down across a bench , flexing. I sighed, “ I’m guessing , you’re Nathan.” “ Ahhhh, my legend precedes me,” He said hopping off the bench and leaning on the lockers next to me. I stepped back giving him a stern look, “ get your things and follow me.” “ What a prick,” I thought walking out, Kelly chuckled behind me as Nathan said, “ I think she likes me.”

I had brought a book out to the park, it was a gorgeous day to do so and I really didn’t care what they did as long as they got their work done, or at least looked like they made some sort of effort, and that’s exactly what I told them,“ You guys are adults right? you know if you get in trouble again you could face a lot more intense punishments than this right? Then what’s the point of me micromanaging you?” They all seemed taken aback by this , I glared at Nathan though and added , “ but listen here you, I’ll be giving my superiors a very detailed report about how you particularly behave, so watch it!” He did a mock salute, “ I WILL PREFORM MY DUTIES SIR!” I shook my head, “ get to work.” I sat down on a bench cross legged and began reading, I would look up every once in a while to just keep tabs on where everybody was. The first time I did so was a tad unnerving. I saw them all huddled in a group talking. They kept pointing at me then went back to talking. Simon alerted them that I was looking at them , but they didn’t seem to care. I didn’t move thought, I decided that maybe if they ended up hurting me, I’d be given my old job back, so I simply waved at them and went back to reading. I looked up a few minuets later , and they were all picking up trash.

Everything was going pretty well. Every once in a while I’d see two of them go off in a bush but they’d always come back and keep working, so who cared. There was one time I stepped in however. “ WHO THE HELL IS WATCHING YOU DELINQUENTS ,” A man yelled furiously at Simon, “ YOU ALMOST KILLED ME.” I couldn’t see Simon doing much of anything to anyone, and marched over to them. The others looked like they were going to hurt the man but I shook my head. “ Sir, what seems to be the problem,” I said holding my temporary probation worker badge out to him. “ WELL, THIS JERK ALMOST KNOCKED ME OFF MY BIKE, I COULD HAVE FALLEN INTO THE RIVER,” He yelled. I looked at Simon, then back at the man, “ and how did this happen, you look fine, he’s doing his job, why don’t you just leave my team alone yeah?” The man snarled,” HE APPEARED RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BIKE LANE!” My eyes darkened, I knew that if I wanted these guys to trust me, I needed to give them a message that I was on their side. “ Listen sir,” I said in the darkest voice I could muster, “ you didn’t get hurt, you got scared, he was doing his job, you were probably day dreaming.” I was going to keep going but he cut me off, “ excuse ME! HOW OLD ARE YOU, YOU’RE THE SAME AGE AS THEM WHO THE F*CK PUT YOU IN CHARGE!” “ Sir if you are asking me to get the police involved I will, my team has done their job and I am here to back them up. My age is irrelevant or are you saying that is your only defense against the fact that you were simply startled,” I asked pointedly, “ now I have a taser in my pocket and the police are just phone call away, just get back on your bike, and leave them alone.” The man wanted to say more, however he simply huffed and flipped us off as he rode away. I sighed, I was full out expecting that guy to punch me out cold, but he didn’t. my hands were shaking so I quickly crossed my arms across my chest and smiled at Simon, “ are you alright?” He stuttered, “i…I was going to ask you the same thing.” I shook my head, “ don’t worry about me.” I turned to see the others standing around, “ Back to work please, shows over.” I walked back to my seat and stared blankly at my book, trying to calm myself down, when I felt someone sit next to me. I looked over to see Kelly. “ Hello,” I greeted, “ did you need something?” “ I just wanted to say, that took a lot of balls, I really appreciate you standing up for us like that, most of the probation worker just treat us like animals,” she said. I smiled , “ forget about it, I don’t know what you guys have been told, but I think you guys are good at heart, no matter what happened in the past. I mean, you guys got community service, not prison, you can make a change and I know I don’t know you guys all that well, but I’m sure you guys will move on from this to do great things.” She looked at me with this intense expression for a few minuets, as if she didn’t believe a word I said. After a bit I playfully hit her with my book and said, “ I appreciate you thanking me, but you still have a job to do.” “ Right,” She said still looking at me as she got up and returned to her work. I shook my head lightly and went back to reading.

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#misfits #nathan young #Robert Sheehan

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lighter than air (part 3) Nathan x reader

It had been a long day, we were outside all day with the sun beating down on us as we worked and I was super burnt out, I didn’t even want to dance as I was filing today, I kept my music down low due to the pounding headache I acquired from not drinking enough water. I was just about done when I heard a loud thump. I froze, no one was here aside from me. I grabbed the taser out of my bag and slowly walked out the door, listening. I refused to do the stupid horror movie cliché and ask if anyone was there. Instead I decided to wander around as quiet as possible. I heard someone grumble something like “ damn it.” Then there were the sounds of movement again, the voice sounded very familiar. I slowly went around the corner and ran right into Nathan, I jumped and screamed, “ AHHH, NATHAN!? WHAT THE HECK!!!” He jumped as well then relaxed and smiled, “ well hello there , how are you doing this fine evening?” I looked at him , shocked, “ wh…what ?” “ I just came to surprise you,” He lied. I leaned to the left and looked up the stairs he was blocking, “ and what is this?” “ Nothing,” he insisted. “ Then you don’t mind if I take a peek ,” I said bounding up the stairs. He tried to stop me but I was soon up there in a flashed. I froze as I looked around the tiny landing. A very thin mattress pad laid on the ground next to a dufflebag and various clothes all over the ground. “ Are you….living here,” I asked turning to look at him. He had joined me at the landing and chuckled, “ what? No, no way.” I cocked an eyebrow and folded my arms, “ really?” “ Fine maybe ,” he said throwing his arms up, “ you’re not my mum!” I shrugged, “ no I am not, however I am worried about you, have you been eating well?” He looked over and kicked an empty pizza box , “ maybe.” I sighed, “ come here.” I always packed some extra food in my bag in case I had to stay late and miss dinner. He reluctantly followed me back to the office and watched me riffle through my bag and pull out a Tupperware container of chicken noodle soup, “ here it’s a bit cold though, sorry.” He took it confused, “ but what about you.” I shook my hear, “ I can eat when I get home.” He nodded , “ thanks.” That was the first genuine thing he has every said to me , I nodded and said, “ well I better go.” “ no no no wait,” he said blocking the door, “ you can just stay for a bit, have a couple drinks, talk a bit.” “ Oh you have alcohol but no food,” I laughed. He shrugged, “ it really tells you about what this community center finds important.” I smiled , “ alright, one, and I don’t do beer , find a cider.” He nodded and ran off as I grabbed my stuff and climbed up to his hideout. He appeared carrying 2 angry orchards , “ here you are.” I popped the cap off, “ cheers.” I took a swallow and sighed, this was nice. “ So are you going to tell me what happened between you and you mum,” I asked leaning back. “ Ohh…what a way to spoil the mood,” he mumbled taking a swig. I rolled my eyes,” come on Nathan, you don’t actually think you’re fooling with that “ I’m happy all the time” sh*t? I know there is more to you than that, I know you do what you do for a reason, there are few people who are just born annoying pricks.” He looked at me surprised, and confused like he wasn’t sure how much he wanted to say. “ it might feel good to get it off your chest,” I insisted lightly nudging him with my bottle. He looked like he was deep in thought , as if planning his next course of action. He suddenly turned to me and leaned over inches from my face, I dropped my bottle surprised at the sudden closeness, I couldn’t say a word. “ I don’t do anything for any reason,” He insisted, practically pinning me to the ground, I forced myself to not get flustered and to just glare at him, “ that’s not true, and this is you just trying to get out of telling me anything.” “ Or is it me, trying to get you, to kiss me,” He said running a finger down the side of my face. My heart lurched as his finger made contact. I shook my head, “ th..that would be a poor way to go about it.” I pushed myself out from under him and stood up. “ Don’t go now, I thought you wanted to get to know me,” He said in his normal sarcastic and snarky tone. I didn’t like this, if he didn’t want to tell me , fine, screw him I was just trying to be nice. But to play with my emotions like this, that was too far. As I tried to descend the stairs he grabbed my arm, pulling me close to him and looking deeply into his eyes. His eyes were a gorgeous green color , and once they locked with mine, they dilated. “ please, stay a bit longer,” He insisted. “ Stop,” I forced out, I was getting too flustered , any more and I might start floating, and I didn’t want to give him that satisfaction. I tried to pull away again and he pulled me back , leaned me back , and kissed me. I felt like I was on a cloud, it was all over now. I pushed away from him quickly, embarrassed and furious. He looked at me with the shocked expression, as if he hadn’t meant to do that, he then looked and my feet and noticed that they were not touching the ground. His mouth opened as if to say something reassuring, kind, or maybe even an I’m sorry. However the familiar gleam passed over his face and he said, “ well well well, looks like you are falling for me after all, just like all the others, my charms are too incredible.” I squeezed my eyes shut, causing some stray tears of rage to fall out, he was insufferable, playing with me, I was done . “F*CK YOU,” I screamed and stormed down the stairs , I didn’t realize I was still floating till I got to the front door. “ DOWN,” yelled , tears now streaming down my face, everything was a joke, every girl a prize to be won and he exploited my weakness for his own personal gain, I was done I couldn’t take this, I had to call my manager and let him know I have to be in my old job again, or I’d quit.

tags: @scream-kiwi79

#nathan young #Robert Sheehan #nathan young x reader #misfits

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Don’t Judge A Book

Prompt: Kenny made a snap judgement about Y/N and is too embarrassed to admit he was wrong.

A/N: @laziestgirlintheworld and me talked about this idea awhile back, and she requested that I do some douchebag!Kenny, so here it is! It’s also Gender Neutral! Enjoy, and let me know what you think.

Word Count: 1,218

Tags: @originalbish98 @theprestigious0ne @thegenericluchadora @dorkyvillain @reigns420 @baybayforlife @bolieve-that @laziestgirlintheworld @wrestlingismyguiltypleasure @sheaxdevitt @breakfastwiththesun

I was new in Ring of Honor.

Sure, I’d been wrestling for years, but never anywhere as big as ROH. I was a little nervous. I’d be way worse, if the Bucks weren’t old friends of mine. They told me to look for them when I got here, so that they could help me get used to everything.

The only problem was, I couldn’t find them anywhere.

I noticed a friend of theirs, Kenny Omega, talking to one of the other wrestlers. I of course, had never met Kenny, but I knew enough to know I could ask him if he’d seen Matt or Nick around.

“Kenny!” I smiled, as I approached him. The guy he was talking to had left the conversation when Kenny turned his attention to me. He cocked his head, and furrowed his brows.

“Do I know you, or something?” He asked. I shook my head, and chuckled slightly.

“Oh, no! Probably not.” I started, my voice shaking from anxiety. “But, I know you, and you know Matt and Nick, and I was hoping maybe-”

He cut me off with scoff, and shook his head. “Wow. Who the h*ll let some random fan back here first of all, and second of all, who do you think you are? To come up to me, with some stupid smile, and start a conversation with me? And about what? What were you gonna ask? You wanna meet the Bucks? Is that it?” He hissed.

I was at a loss for words. I stood there in silence, shaking my head, as he rambled on.

“Um..Kenny I-”

He cut me off again, this time, with an exaggerated sigh. “You just can’t take a hint can you? Leave. Me. Alone. I’m busy! I don’t need you to-”

“Y/N! There you are!”

I heard a familiar voice yell, cutting Kenny off. I turned to see Matt and Nick, running over to us.

Matt smiled, and draped his arm around me. “I see you’ve met Kenny!” He chuckled.

Nick nudged Kenny slightly. “What’d you think of the newest member of the Ring of Honor roster?” He asked. “Y/N’s a good friend of ours, we can’t wait to see (her/him) debut.” He added.

Kenny’s face dropped, and turned red. “Oh..you know (her/him)?” He asked, in a hushed tone, seeming a bit embarrassed. Matt and Nick nodded in response, and I crossed my arms, half expecting an apology. He cleared his throat, and smirked slightly. “Well, you should know, your friend is annoying as f*ck. And also kind of rude.” He stated, before walking off.

My mouth fell ajar, and Matt and Nick started to look confused.

“Um..what’s his problem?” Nick asked.

“Did something happen?” Matt added, I shrugged, and explained everything. They exchanged looks, only growing more confused. “Hmm..I have no idea what’s wrong with him.” He sighed.

“I’m sure he’ll change his attitude. Kenny’s a pretty nice guy. Despite how he treated you today..” Nick assured me. “But, hey, let’s just show you around, okay?”

I nodded, and faked a smile. “Okay..sure..”

The next few weeks had been great as far as my career goes, but Kenny was still being extremely cold to me. I still have no idea what I did, to make him treat me like this, but I was done trying to be his friend. I wasn’t gonna beg him to be nice to me, it wasn’t worth it. Even Matt and Nick said so.

I was hanging out with Matt and Nick backstage after a show, while Kenny isolated himself from our conversation, and continued to go through his phone.

“Are you guys hungry? Because I’m starving.” Matt sighed. Nick nodded in agreement, and I shrugged, smiling softly.

“I could eat.”

Kenny scoffed. “I bet you could.” He mumbled to himself. I rolled my eyes and Nick let out a sigh of annoyance. Being just as tired of Kenny’s behavior as I was.

Matt cleared his throat, to relieve some of the tension in the room. “I say we go pick something up, before leaving.” He smiled, before looking to Kenny. “You wanna come too?” He asked, earning a sarcastic smirk from Kenny.

“Not if your little friend is going. I can’t handle another migraine from listening to (her/his) voice.” He complained, rubbing the temples of his head.

I exhaled sharply, and smacked the wall in frustration before turning my attention to him, and rolling my eyes. “Okay, you know what? Screw you!” I exclaimed, taking him by surprise.

“Um, excuse me?” He asked, in an arrogant tone.

I smirked and cocked my head. “Oh, you heard me. I’m done, trying to walk on eggshells around you. I don’t care who the f*ck you are. I’ve been nothing but nice to you, and you have treated me horribly, since we met. So, I’m done. If you don’t like me, that’s f*cking fine! Because I can’t stand you, or your pathetic ego either.” I hissed, before shaking my head, and grabbing my jacket. “You don’t want me to go? Fine. I wouldn’t wanna ruin your night, Mr. Omega.” I mocked, before storming out.

Matt and Nick looked at Kenny, with stern expressions. Kenny cleared his throat. “Well, now that (s)he’s taken care of, I guess we can go right?”

Nick shook his head. “Nope! I don’t wanna be around you right now. Not until you fix this.” Matt nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, I don’t know what’s wrong with you. Or why you have something against Y/N. But it’s time to get over it.” He added, before him and Nick left.

I heard a knock on my door, and was surprised to open it, and see Kenny. My face scrunched up, and I went to shut the door in his face, but he stopped it with his hand.

“I’m here to apologize for how I’ve been..can you just let me do that?” He hissed. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, and nodded in response. He sighed, and looked me up and down, I was in a tank top and underwear, he rolled his eyes at the sight. “Could you maybe put on some clothes?” He asked.

I rolled my eyes. “You have no idea how close I am to shutting this door in your face. So, just say what you have to say. Okay?” I snapped.

“Fine.” He started, before clearing his throat. “I’ve been a jerk. And, it’s only because when I found out you weren’t just a fan, I was too embarrassed to admit that I’d just got it wrong, and said sorry then. Honestly, I don’t find you annoying..I actually find you..kinda hot..” He trailed off. I was shocked to hear him say that, my eyes widened, and my mouth fell ajar. He smirked, and leaned against the doorway.

“You think..maybe I could come in?” He flirted. I smiled, and placed a hand on his chest.

“You know what you can do?” I teased, he hummed as a response, as his smirk grew. I cocked my head. “You can go f*ck yourself.” I smirked sarcastically, as I pushed him out and slammed the door.

“This is gonna be harder than I thought..” He whispered.

#kenny omega imagine #kenny omega oneshot #bullet club fanfiction #roh imagine #roh oneshot #njpw imagine #kenny omega week

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Some Friend

Prompt: Kyle O’Reilly is the reader’s best friend, and the guy she’d always had a crush on, after breaking up with her long time boyfriend and friend of Kyle’s, Adam Cole, they finally start to admit their feelings, but how will Adam react to it?

A/N: Random idea I had, and first Kyle imagine ever. Enjoy?

Word Count: 2,329

Tags: @originalbish98 @thegenericluchadora @theprestigious0ne @dorkyvillain @reigns420 @sheaxdevitt @laziestgirlintheworld @i-ship-it-okay @breakfastwiththesun @wrestlingismyguiltypleasure (Am I forgetting anyone..?)

I was debuting in NXT tomorrow, I should be happy. No, not just happy, I should be excited, proud, I should be ready to take on the whole freaking world.

But, instead, here I am, drinking my troubles away, and thinking about what I’m gonna say to him.

Adam Cole.

My ex boyfriend, of many years in indies. We broke up, a few months ago, and now we were both signed. I let out a sigh, as someone sat next to me. I looked over to see a familiar face.

“Oh, hey Kyle.” I sighed.

He frowned slightly. “Hmm, I expected more excitement from the future NXT Women’s champion. Is everything okay?” He asked, as he put his hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged. “I’m fine. Just kinda nervous. I don’t know how things are gonna go tomorrow, you know..with Adam and all.” I replied.

“Oh, I see..” He nodded. “I wouldn’t stress about it. It was months ago. Plus, me and Bobby will be there to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid.”

I breathed a laugh. “Thanks Kyle.”

Me and him were always close, ever since we were teenagers. We kinda had a falling out when me and Adam got together, he was always jealous of everything. Even Kyle.

I knew cutting him out was a horrible thing to do, but at the time, it seemed right.

I let out a sigh. “Hey Kyle?” He hummed as a response. “I’m sorry, for how I was when Adam and I were together. I treated you terribly.”

He breathed a laugh, as he draped his arm around me. “It’s okay Y/N..I know it wasn’t on purpose. I know how he can be.” He explained, I laid my head on his shoulder.

“It still wasn’t right.” I mumbled.

He cleared his throat. “Uh..you want me to take you to your hotel? You really shouldn’t get too drunk before tomorrow.” He said, changing the subject.

“I’m not drunk Kyle. I’m barely buzzed.” I chuckled.

He breathed a laugh. “All the more reason to leave now before you do something stupid.” He said, as he stood up, and threw a jacket on. “Come on. Let’s go.”

I rolled my eyes. “Not gonna let up, are you O’Reilly? Fine. Let’s go.” I smiled, standing to my feet.

We made it back to my hotel and he slid his hands in his pockets. “I should go. Bobby’s probably wondering where I’m at.” He stated, about to leave.

“Unless..” I trailed off. “Do you maybe, wanna stay?” I asked, knowing it was probably a bad idea.

“Do you want me to stay?” He asked, sounding a bit surprised I’d even ask. I simply nodded in response, he smiled softly, and sat at the foot of the bed, as I laid down. “And you’re sure about this?” He asked.

I breathed a laugh. “I just asked you to stay with me, I didn’t say anything was gonna happen. Don’t read too much into it O’Reilly.” I teased, causing him to chuckle.

“Right, sorry Y/N. Wishful thinking I guess.” He smirked, as he moved next to me.

I turned to look at him, as I started to blush. “Wishful thinking hmm? You mean that?” I chuckled. He started to look embarrassed, as he ran his hand through his hair.

“Oh come on. You had to have known I used to have the biggest crush on you.” He chuckled. “I mean, it was super obvious.”

“I knew. I waited for you to make a move. Until I couldn’t wait anymore..” I admitted. “Tell me Kyle, you still feel that way?” I asked.

It took him by surprise, his eyes widened, for a second, but then he cleared his throat, and shook it off. “I think you’re just drunk. You don’t really wanna have this conversation.” He mumbled.

I shook my head. “I told you Kyle, I’m not drunk. I just...I’m curious. Okay?”

He sighed. “I had to get over you. You were with Adam. I lost my chance with you. I could’ve told you so many times. And I just didn’t. So, I had to get over you. Or, I should’ve got over you, if I had, maybe Adam wouldn’t have made you stop talking to me. I definitely shouldn’t have told him. That’s for sure.” He cleared his throat. “So, to answer your question, yes. I still feel that way.”

I took a deep breath, and grabbed his hand. “Kyle..” I trailed off.

“Let me guess, it’s too late?” He asked, I sat up, and shook my head.

“No. That’s not what I was gonna say. I was gonna say I’ve waited for you to say that for..who knows how long?” I chuckled. He sat up, and furrowed his brows.

“So..you still feel the same about me too then?” He asked, seeming surprised. I cupped his face, and smiled.

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t.”

He put his hand on my knee, and bit his lip, but didn’t say anything, he just leaned in and kissed me. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it before. I thought about it a lot. And, it may sound like a cliche, but it was better than I could’ve imagined it.

I straddled his lap, still cupping his face, not breaking away from the kiss yet. He rested his hands on my waist, and smirked into the kiss, he pulled away for a second, needing to take a breath.

“Are we doing this?” He asked, as his smirk grew, I nodded in response. “You sure?” He asked again, I ran my hands through his hair.

“Years, and years, worth of sure.” I chuckled, before lifting my shirt over my head, then doing the same to him.

He nodded, before kissing me again.

I woke up before Kyle the next morning, and threw on some clothes, before deciding it was time to wake him up, I ran my hand through his hair, and whispered his name a few times before he blinked his eyes open.

He smiled slightly. “Oh, hey..” He yawned. I breathed a laugh. “Hey Kyle. Last night was a lot of fun, but we have to go, we have a show tonight.”

“Worth the wait?” He asked, as his smile grew. I nodded, and bit my lip.

“Definitely worth the wait. Now, get up and get dressed, I can’t be late on my first day.” I said, patting his chest.

We walked in together, and he laced his hand with mine.

I breathed a laugh. “I’m not complaining by any means, but are you sure you wanna do that?” I asked, he smiled, as he tightened his grip.

“I don’t care about Adam, if that’s what you’re asking.” He chuckled, before kissing the temple of my head. I breathed a laugh, and rolled my eyes.

“You’re the one who’s gonna have to deal with him all day, but if you insist.” I mumbled.

We continued to talk about whatever as we walked down the hall, until I stopped next to the locker room, and put my hand on his chin, turning his head to face me.

“I gotta go find my opponent for tonight, and talk over our match.” I smiled, before standing on my tiptoes to kiss him softly. “I’ll see you later.” I added, before walking off.

Kyle stood there, smiling for a second, before he looked up and saw Bobby and Adam standing across the hall. His smile quickly faded when he saw Adam glaring at him. “Sh*t.” He mumbled, as they made their way over.

Adam grabbed him by his shirt. “Who was that? Because if you say it was, who I think it was, I might kill you.” He hissed. Kyle pushed him off, and rolled his eyes.

“I’m not talking about this out here.” He stated, before walking towards their shared locker room, motioning for them to follow him. Adam slammed the door behind them, and crossed his arms, his blood was boiling as he waited for a response from Kyle. “Yeah, that was Y/N, okay Adam?” He admitted, before exhaling sharply. “And, I don’t have to apologize for that. You two broke up months ago.”

Adam’s eyes widened, and he scoffed. “Excuse me? Are you f*cking serious? I can’t believe you.” He started, before shaking his head. “Actually, this sounds exactly like you, I should’ve expected it, after you tried to guilt trip me into breaking up with her months ago, and then made me out to be the bad guy, when I asked her not to see you.”

Kyle rolled his eyes. “Look Adam, I don’t wanna fight with you, okay? We’re friends but-”

“Friends?!” Adam exclaimed, a sarcastic tone in his voice. “Yeah Kyle, some friend you are, going behind my back to talk to Y/N, and then walking in here, acting like you two have been dating for months, you’re supposed to be my friend, and that’s the way you tell me that you’re with her?!” He growled, crossing his arms, and shaking his head.

“Adam, look, you don’t deserve her, okay? You don’t.” Kyle stated dryly.

Adam scoffed again. “And you do? Why?” He asked, cocking his head, and wearing a smug smirk, walking closer to Kyle, and starting to get in his face. “Because you, had a crush on her for a few years and did absolutely nothing? Or maybe, because I told you I was gonna ask her out, and you did absolutely nothing? Or, is it because years of me and her being happy together went by, and you still never said a word to her, and expected me, to do it for you?”

Kyle looked at the ground and sighed, and Bobby cleared his throat. “Enough, okay? Just drop it.” He stated, wishing he didn’t have to be caught in the middle.

Adam shook his head. “You probably didn’t even tell her yourself, did you? Did she have to make the first move? You finally had a freaking shot, and she had to be the one that pushed for it? How does it feel, to know, that whatever happened, and whatever she said, was probably, only because she missed me? She wanted someone, and you were the closest guy around.” He continued.

Kyle shook his head, and sighed. “No Adam, you were the guy she was with, while she waited for me. I’ll admit, I should’ve said something sooner. She even told me she’d wished I had. Maybe because she knew you were a waste of time.” He smirked. Adam grabbed his shirt again, and slammed him into the wall.

“Adam!” Bobby exclaimed, pulling him off. Adam threw up his hands in defense, and smirked.

“You know what? Doesn’t matter, because either way, you’ll have to know, that I, used to f*ck the girl of your dreams, every, single, day, until she was so sore the next morning, she couldn’t walk, she’d scream my name, until she lost her voice.” He said, his tone arrogant, before crossing his arms. “You know, it’s funny, she’s walking fine today, I heard her talking to you too..” He trailed off, before putting a hand on Kyle’s shoulder. “I mean, you did sleep with her, right? Which experience sounds like a bigger waste of time to you?” He asked.

“Adam, enough.” Kyle hissed, and Bobby nodded in agreement.

Adam’s smirk only grew wider. “You just can’t deal with the fact, that I, was there, first.”

Kyle went to punch him, but Bobby stopped him, and stood in between him. “Enough! Both of you! Stop! Adam, just go, okay? Just, find something else to do.” He demanded, before turning his attention to Kyle. “You do the same, I don’t wanna see you guys around each other, until we have to go on later tonight. Okay?” They nodded in agreement, and Adam left the room, slamming the door as he did.

His body collided with mine, and he grabbed my arms to steady himself, and keep me from falling. He smirked when he saw it was me, his hands didn’t leave my arms at first, until he cocked his head, and crossed his arms. “Anything you wanna tell me? Like, you’re screwing the guy you told me I never had to worry about?”

I sighed, and crossed my arms. “Nice to see you too Adam. Yeah, me and Kyle are kind of together now Adam. I don’t know what to tell you.”

“Maybe you could tell me why you lied to me? You told me you were breaking up with me, because you couldn’t do long distance, because you’d miss me too much. Why not just tell me it was because you were in love with him?” He hissed.

I shook my head. “Adam, it wasn’t like that I-”

He cut me off. “Oh please, you were just looking for a way out Y/N. Me going to NXT gave that to you. I guess it was stupid to think we’d get back together when you signed. Maybe I should’ve broke up with you when Kyle asked me to, probably would’ve saved me the heartbreak, and jealousy that I feel now.”

“I wasn’t looking for a way out. You can believe whatever you want, but I really did love you, and I cared about you. I was heartbroken when we ended too. But, I’m with Kyle now. That’s the way it is.” I growled, earning a sigh from him.

“Fine. I’m sorry. I get it, you’re with him.” He said. I thanked him for understanding, and hugged him tightly, he started to walk off, but then turned back to me. “Oh, and tell Kyle I’m sorry.” He added. I furrowed my brows.

“For what?” I asked, causing him to smirk.

“For still not giving up on trying to get you back.” He winked, before walking off.

Great. This had only just began.

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