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Neighbors 🩵 Lovers

What if Erik was your sneaky link and your neighbor?

The life of a Museum Curator for the Metropolitan Museum of Art has its ups and downs. Fae McAdams had just gotten promoted and after celebrating over drinks with friends and colleagues, she returned home to her high-rise, luxury Manhattan apartment with stunning skyline views and high-class amenities.

Her girl friends took pictures of her dressed in a sexy evening gown with a plunging neckline that sparkled. Fae posted the photos to her Instagram and received tons of congratulations. She worked hard to get that promotion. A few lemon drop martinis and hookah was much deserved. Now, she can book that flight to Indonesia.

Despite having an amazing Friday night, the one person she’d expect to show up and support her was currently unavailable for whatever reason. Just then, she was reminded when she opened her apartment door and saw him standing there with her dog, Deuce, in his arms. His name is Cordell and he’s a shitty boyfriend.

“Did you get my texts?” Fae questioned with a flat tone while locking her door.

Cordell sat Deuce down and he skirted off to play with his chew toy. Cordell— tall, chocolate, handsome— walked over to Fae, staring down at her from his imposing height. Fae liked them tall, built, and rough around the edges. Wasn’t always the best choice in men since all of her exes have been known to cheat on her. Cordell had never been caught cheating, but he has his faults. This being one of them.

Cordell was the best she’d ever had. He wasn’t some broke nigga laid up on her couch in the same draws. He was an elementary school teacher who was the first man to ever treat her like a gentleman. Butterflies crept up her stomach when he snaked one bulky arm around her hourglass waist, drawing her in so they were glued together. Cordell had to bend his back to get closer. She rolled her eyes and turned away, his soft lips catching her cool cheek instead of her plump lips.

“Fae, it slipped my mind. I would have been there but I had that thing I was telling you about.”

Fae tilted her head back to stare at him, “What thing, Cordell?”

“You know,” Cordell smacked his gums, “That thing with school.”

“The parent-teacher conference?” Fae questioned.

“Yeah. I couldn’t miss this. I hadn’t had the chance to call you back, baby.”

Fae squirmed against Cordell, “You could have sent a text letting me know all of that, Cordell. Why is that so hard for you to do? Simple communication.”

Fae felt Cordell’s arm slip away and she removed her heels before walking past him, brushing against his bare arm. It sent shivers down her back. She was tipsy and horny. He didn’t deserve to have her but the way her coochie was throbbing like a heart-beat, she couldn’t ignore it.

“I’m so sorry, baby,” Cordell followed her to her room, “I’m proud of you. I’m happy you got promoted. That’s amazing.”

Fae ignored him and tossed her bag on her bed. She started to undress but Cordell grabbed onto her zipper first, pulling it down. Her dress fell from her shoulders, breasts defying gravity. He lowered the dress past her waist, then her hips, until it fell to her ankles. Cordell crouched down to grab the dress and in the process he kissed her right butt cheek. At his full height, he looked at her reflection through her floor-length mirror, his dark brown eyes sweeping over her body with lustrous desire.

“You a dime-piece, baby,” Cordell grabbed Fae by the chin to force her to look at him through the mirror, “How long you gonna stay mad at me?”

Fae responded with a half shrug before walking away, her hands gathering her hair into a bun as she walked over to her vanity. She secured her hair with a claw clip and started removing her jewelry.

“I did get you a gift. It’s not here yet but I figured you’d be happy about it.”

Fae’s chestnut eyes focused on him through the mirror and a small smile teased her glossy lips.

“I’ll be waiting on this gift.” Fae spoke with disbelief.

Cordell walked over to her at a slow pace, his cologne crowding her personal space. Fae could feel his warm body against her back, pressing her into the vanity. Cordell leaned forward and started peppering her neck with kisses. Fae’s pussy quivered when he added tongue.

“I wanna eat your pussy.” Cordell whispered into her neck.

Fae wasn’t going to tell him no. She turned around, breasts with stiff nipples stroking his chest.

“Can I eat your pussy, baby?”

Fae didn’t say a word. She blinked her eyes away from him and pushed him, taking two steps towards her bed before climbing on top. She went to lay back, her fingers dragging her black thong past her hips. Cordell took a seat on the edge of the bed before turning onto his stomach. Fae pressed her thighs together with one of her dainty hands cupping her pussy.

“Can I see that wet pussy?”

“Depends…I don’t think you deserve to taste me.”

“You say that now…you tipsy, ain’t you?”

Fae let out a suppressed laugh, “I am. I should be upset with you right now.”

“Baby, how can you stay mad at me,” Cordell moved her hand out of the way, “When I make you feel like this?”

Cordell used his middle finger to rub up and down between Fae’s slippery pussy lips. She turned her head away, a low moan escaping her mouth. Cordell positioned himself with his face pressed against her pussy, his strong hands separating Fae’s thighs. Her legs dropped open and that pussy covered in peach fuzz and dripping wet was in his mouth. Cordell pushed Fae’s thighs back and swiped his tongue over her clit lickety-split. One of her hands sat on top of his waves while the other twirled a nipple.

Cordell’s dark brown eyes were half-lidded and his thick tongue moved hastily over her clit and inner lips with the right amount of pressure that had Fae bucking her hips.

“Your pussy taste sweet.” Cordell said with a lick of his lips before going back in to eat some more.

“Fuuck,” Fae frowned her face in ecstasy.

Cordell adjusted his body so that he could slip a finger past her opening. He inserted his middle finger slowly, Fae dripping onto the bed from being opened. She could make a big mess. Cordell sucked on her clit lightly while twirling his finger around, swiping her spot and her walls.

“You gon’ cum in my mouth, sexy?”

“Yes!” Fae gripped the back of Cordell’s head, “That’s my spot, baby!”

Her nipples were hard and pointed to the ceiling. Her pussy leaked all over the bed as if she’d sprung a leak. Her inner thighs quivered the more Cordell sucked and licked all over her pretty pussy. She was sensitive, soaking wet, and ready for dick.

Fae’s entire body convulsed and Cordell grabbed her waist to keep her still. He continued to devour her through her orgasm, alternating between licks and sucks.

“Cordell, babe,” Fae whined, “I’m gonna squirt.”

Cordell sat up and quickly slipped his sweat pants and briefs past his hips, his chubby brown dick with a pink tip nothing but a hard, flesh covered pole ready for insertion. He pushed Fae’s hips back and her pussy opened up more. He dropped his seven inches in her wet, warm sex and as soon as his dick hit her spot, Fae squirted all over him.

“Still mad at me, Fae?” Cordell spoke with a quiver in his voice because of the way his dick felt snuggled between her walls.

“Just give me that dick.” Fae replied with tenacity, “This pussy ain’t gonna fuck itself.”

Cordell started moving his toned hips, pumping in and out of her pussy. Fae locked her ankles around his waist and reached down to rub her clit. Cordell increased the speed of his hips and Fae could feel his nut sack slapping against her ass.

“Harder, Dell,” Fae spoke hastily, “I’m so fucking wet, fuck this pussy.”

That lemon drop martini shot straight to her pussy. Cordell puckered his lips and spit on his dick, his way of adding more wetness. Fae rolled her eyes a little so Cordell wouldn’t catch it. She held her legs back and Cordell went harder, his hips snapping into her’s.

“Mhm…this my pussy…” Cordell whispered between strokes, “Who do you belong to?”

“You,” Fae moaned, “Here it comes—”

She leaked the more he stroked. It was so wet between her legs that his dick kept slipping out. Cordell pulled Fae up and with his dick still inside he got behind her and Fae arched her back.

Her favorite position.

“Oh, shit,” Fae brought both of her arms out and gripped the sheets, “Yes, baby, don’t stop, oh my god—”

Cordell slapped Fae’s left cheek before using his long fingers to grip her flesh. Fae threw it back while Cordell met her pound-for-pound. Everything became sticky and loud because of her dripping-wet pussy. Fae’s ass made all types of clapping noises from how hard she would thrust back. Eventually, Cordell was close to letting it off. He grabbed her hips and banged her pussy from the back, making Fae cum one final time before he pulled out and came all over her back and ass.

He stepped back and sat down on the bed to catch his breath. Fae collapsed onto the bed and turned her sweaty cheek over her equally sweaty shoulder to see all of his ejaculate dripping between her cheeks. Cordell looked at her like he wanted to go for round two, but Fae was tired.

“You can’t be worn out already, Fae,” Cordell complained.

“I came more than twice.”

“What stopped you before? Come on, ma. Let me make it all up to you.” He begged.

“You did. I got what I wanted, and now I’m satisfied.”

Fae pushed herself off of the bed and positioned herself between Cordell’s legs. She smoothed her hands up his chest and brought her lips to his, giving him the type of kiss that had him moaning in her mouth. His dick bounced between his legs when she sucked on his tongue. Fae giggled before slipping away.

“You’re dead wrong for that!” Cordell shouted after her.

Fae entered her bathroom to take a long shower, laughing at Cordell’s weak attempts to get her back in bed.

“Can you change the sheets please?!”

Fae opened her eyes and grabbed her phone from her side table to check the time. The television was still on and re-runs of Law and Order continued to play on mute. Cordell was snoring like a grisly bear beside her causing Fae to mush his head to try and stop him. After two attempts, Cordell rolled over onto his left side and the snoring seized.

Fae threw her black satin sheets back and climbed out of bed to pee. She flicked on the light and quickly lifted the seat to relieve herself. After she used her bidet and some wipes, she washed her hands with some peach-scented hand soap and removed her satin bonet. Her long, silky, black hair fell over her shoulder and she turned to grab a grey robe from behind the bathroom door. Back in her room, Fae slipped her feet into a pair of matching slippers before exiting the room.

She decided to go and grab some mail from her box since she forgot to check it earlier. It was 2 AM and she didn’t expect too many people to be wandering about this early in the morning. Fae grabbed her keys and placed them in the pocket of her robe and she was out the door. The hall was a little chilly, the slight breeze stiffening her nipples. Fae pressed down on the elevator and waited for two minutes before it reached the top.

The ride down was peaceful, Fae admiring her reflection through the doors of the elevator. It dinged and she was let out onto the lobby floor, making a left towards the mailboxes. She scanned the many gold slots until she found hers; 13F. She opened it with a little gold key and grabbed a stack of envelopes with a small package she assumed was more gloss that she purchased from Fenty Beauty.

Tucking her mail in the crease of her elbow, Fae secured the mail slot and as she was walking away, a man that also lived here that she recognized in passing entered the building wearing a khaki beanie, a white hoodie, light wash jeans that sagged a little in the thighs and crotch, and butter Timbs on his feet. He didn’t spot her at first, his attention drawn to his phone. When he finally looked up, she noticed he wore glasses with a gold rim.

Fae turned away to walk back towards the elevators and she assumed he was going to check for mail as well but he was right behind her, heading in the same direction. She pressed the button and waited as he made himself comfortable next to her. She tried to look at him discreetly, but he was already staring at her. Fae gave him a faint smile, her inner dialogue begging for the elevator doors to open. Why was she feeling queasy?

“Hi”

His voice was deep and raspy with a hint of playfulness.

“Hi.” Fae replied.

The doors opened and he allowed her to enter first before he did. Fae made herself comfortable in a corner of the elevator while he pressed the number thirteen. Nothing else. Fae looked at him and watched as he took a few steps back towards the other corner. The only sound was the constant beep whenever they reached a new floor.

“Thirteenth floor too?” He asked while looking at her over his shoulder.

At that point it was too late for that question.

“I’m sorry, yeah, I live on that floor as well.”

His onyx eyes fell on her and he smirked.

“I was wondering if you were gonna tell me what button to press.”

Fae chuckled, “It’s 2 AM, I’m not all the way there at the moment,” Fae said with a grin.

“2 AM is like 8 PM for New Yorkers though.” He replied with his own smile and a lift of his brow.

“I’m not originally from here.”

“Neither am I.” He said.

He held her gaze for a few seconds before turning away to see what floor they were currently on.

“I’m Fae,” Fae held out her hand for him to shake, her robe opening slightly to reveal more cleavage. She noticed and quickly shook his hand so she could fix herself out of embarrassment. Heat crept up her neck and she didn’t know for sure, but it felt like he was amused by the entire thing.

“Erik.”

“Didn’t mean to flash you, Erik.” Fae said with a nervous laugh, avoiding his eyes.

“All good.”

The elevator opened and Erik went ahead of her to stop the doors from closing.

“Thank you,” Fae slipped out sideways, her arms wrapped around her as if she felt exposed, “Have a good night, Erik.”

“You too, Miss Fae.”

They both began opening their doors, keys jiggling. Before Fae crossed the threshold into her apartment, she brought her attention to Erik one final time, but he was already halfway into his apartment and shutting his door behind him. Fae blinked away, entering her place and closing the door softly.

The slight rays from the morning sun peeked through the long drapes that covered his ceiling to floor windows. Erik rolled over onto his back, his gold chain slanted around his neck. He sat up slowly and grabbed his phone from the wireless charging station on his night stand. Stopping the alarm, Erik fully sat up in bed before stretching his muscular arms above his head.

Erik always kept a tall bottle of water on his bed side table to drink in the morning. He grabbed it and unscrewed the top, taking a few sips before securing it. He checked his phone for texts and noticed a few from old friends and one from a woman named Patrice that he’d been messing around with for a couple of weeks. Opening the text, he was blessed with fat pussy.

Patrice: Good morning, King. Can I see that dick that was deep in me last night?

Erik decided to entertain her and show off his morning wood. His room was flooded with just the right amount of natural light. The golden rays of the sun against his moisturized erection would be art. Already nude, Erik opened his camera and when he caught the perfect light, he angled his phone to catch his lower abdomen and down to his bobbing girth. Erik sent the picture with a kiss emoji.

After doing a couple of stretches, Erik entered his bathroom to start his self care routine. He turned on his shower to allow the steam to circulate and activate the fragrance from the eucalyptus plant hanging from his shower head. He stood at his mirror and went in to brush his teeth first. After brushing twice, he used his tongue scraper, flossed, and rinsed with mouth wash.

Erik entered his shower and cleansed with a lightly scented soap first, then he exfoliated, and lastly he used a body wash to finish. He stepped out of the shower smelling like Italian Bergamot, Hinoki, Grapefruit, and Amber. He wrapped a fluffy charcoal grey towel around his waist and stood at his foggy mirror to do his facial routine. Afterwards, Erik added some maracuja oil and shea butter to his locs and facial hair.

He covered his body in a lotion with the same notes of Bergamot and Hinoki, and got dressed in a white beater with grey joggers and white Nike socks. He strolled out towards his office to check his work laptop for any new information on a current job. So far, all he knows is that it’s in Bangkok. He was enjoying the time away from getting his hands dirty for a change. A new email attachment informed him of when he would be leaving. He had a month to prepare and everything from flight, to hotel, to transportation was covered.

Most days for Erik between jobs weren’t very eventful. He didn’t complain though, he’s used to being alone with his dog or working out. He didn’t have any friends in New York and he honestly didn’t care to make any. From time to time, he’d travel back to the Bay Area or Boston to catch up with old friends, but his job required him to travel often. No time for a relationship either. Not that he ever actually had one.

He has needs, and he satisfies those needs. But commitment isn’t something he could do with his line of work. No one really knows what he does, at least not the people in his personal life. Erik has a well rehearsed explanation as to what he does for a living. To them, he works for a security company that pays him well to travel, stay prepared for anything, deterring crime from the people he protects, and occasionally threaten. In between his job as a bodyguard he’s a personal trainer.

Erik made himself a mug of lemon ginger tea and prepared a veggie omelette with a side of avocado toast. He fed his dog; Diesel, a brown and white American Pitbull Terrier, before putting on a hoodie and some running shoes to take him for a walk. As Erik was leaving his apartment with Diesel, his neighbor, Fae, was leaving her apartment with her Frenchie.

Fae locked eyes with Erik and smiled, waving hello to him. Erik returned the wave with a smile of his own. He looked down at her dog dressed for the fall weather.

“Hi, Erik,” Fae greeted.

“Hello, Miss Fae. Going to the dog park too?” Erik asked.

Fae stared up at him through her lashes with a smile, “Yes. I figured I could go a little earlier. Your dog is cute!”

“Thank you. This is Diesel. He’s friendly to most,” Erik bends down to scratch behind his ears, “What’s your dog’s name?”

“Deuce Brix! But you can just call him Deuce.”

“‘Sup Deuce?”

Erik crouched down to rub Deuce. He barked a few times but not because he felt threatened. He let Erik pet him and scratch behind his ears. Erik stood back up and continued walking alongside Fae. He pressed the button for the elevator and they both watched Deuce and Diesel sniff each other.

“Sleep well last night?” Fae asked.

“Yeah. I had a bit of jet leg. Took some melatonin and I was out.”

“Do you always have trouble sleeping?”

Fae instantly regretted asking him, a sorry look in her eyes.

“You don’t have to answer that.” Fae said.

“It’s okay. It’s only the hardest when I’m back in from work. After about a week, I’m back to normal.”

They both left the elevator and walked out of the apartment building. Deuce was sniffing around while Diesel was ready to take off and leave Erik behind.

“Chill out, boy! I’ll let you off when we get to the park.”

Fae giggles, “Must be moving a little slow for him!”

“Always like this too.” Erik said.

“How old is Diesel?”

“Almost two years old. How about Deuce?”

“He just turned one like…a month ago. I had a doggie cake for him and everything.”

“Hm, cute,” Erik raked his eyes up and down Fae’s frame, “looks like you spoil him too. Look at his lil fit.”

“This is my baby, of course I’m gonna spoil him.”

Only two blocks away on W. 25th Street, they entered Jemmy’s Dog Run at Madison Square Park. It’s a six point two acre green space at the heart of New York City. It’s open year-round and it’s a fun place for pets to exercise, socialize, and play.

Fae and Erik found a nearby bench near a small play area. They both unhooked their dog leashes and watched as they scurried off—paws to dirt—joining the other dogs in some fun. Fae crossed one of her legs over the other and relaxed into the bench. Erik was leaning forward with his elbows propped up on his knees. Fae scrolled through her phone and Erik kept an eye on Deuce and Diesel. He would occasionally look over at Fae and at times she would look up at him and smile.

She’s a baddie. A brown sugar beauty. He liked everything about her from her smile to her hair. He liked that she was into dogs. He loved that she lived right next door to him. Erik wondered if she was available. Something told him she wasn’t. He could sense it in the way she maneuvered around him. He hadn’t seen a man coming and going from her apartment.

“You said you weren’t from here. Where are you from if you don’t mind me asking?” Erik asked.

“Jersey.”

“Oh, I was thinking D.C or something. You’re not that culturally different. It’s just cheaper to live there than here.” Erik said.

“True,” Fae fiddled with her hoop earring, while staring at Erik,” most of my old friends from Northern Jersey are content with staying there and rarely ever come to NYC. I just wanted something different. I knew I wanted to go to school here. So, I packed up and moved. It wasn’t easy…”

Fae continues, “People come to New York to challenge themselves and partake in great art, music, movies and food. They want excitement, late nights, strange encounters and places that stay open past 10pm. This doesn’t make these people any better than those who don’t come but they may be more willing to take on a risk and more open-minded in dealing with different types of people.”

“Jersey may lack some of the urban excitement of New York, but it can be a peaceful, idyllic place.”

“I miss it. I don’t have the strongest relationship with my family ever since my mom died. I keep in touch with my little sister often. We make time to see each other. You got to, you know what I’m saying?”

“…sorry about your mom,” Erik gave Fae a once-over before his eyes fell to Diesel’s leash in his hands, “I know all too well how that feels.”

Erik could feel Fae’s brown eyes observing him.

“Wow,” Fae exhales, “You lost your mom too…”

“When I was a youngin’. I’m better now that I’m older but…I still think about it and…I’m sure you know…It’s never easy.”

“Definitely,” Fae sat up straighter, “You kinda learn to suppress it. I get triggered whenever it’s her birthday, Mother’s Day, you know…”

“Same.”

Erik’s mouth curved into a smile.

“What?” Fae asked.

“I actually talked about her without getting all sad.”

“I’ve been told that I have this presence that makes it easier for people to talk to me. I just listen…know what to say…”

They sat in silence, occasionally getting up to check on their pets. When they both returned to their designated bench, Fae sat a little closer this time.

“Where are you from?”

“Cali. Born and raised in Oakland.”

“That’s so far from here. Why New York?”

“Uh,” Erik toyed with his hood, “I went to school in Boston and I was trying to figure out if I wanted to stay here or go back home. I decided to move to New York because it was a change of scenery and I won’t run into anybody I know.”

“You like meeting new people?”

“Depends,” Erik stretched his arms before leaning forward again, “I’m not really a people-person.”

“Okay,” Fae nodded her head, “I sort of have to be, it comes with the job.”

Erik leaned in closer, “What do you do?”

“I’m a Curator at the MET. I love my job.”

“Seems like a cool job. Surrounded by art and history.” Erik said.

“It is. I just got a promotion so, not only do I get to do what I love, I get paid well for it.”

“You got to in this recession.” Erik chuckled.

“What about you?” Fae questioned, tilting her head with curiosity.

“Me?”

“Work?—”

“Oh, I’m a Bodyguard. I also do a bit of personal training.”

“Really? So you’re a bodyguard for who?”

Erik leaned back and slipped his hands into his hoodie pockets.

“Anybody with money and power pretty much. It requires me to travel a lot. Not just in the U.S, but other countries.”

“I would assume you have to have some sort of background with that shit, right?”

“Mhm. You definitely have to be qualified. Credentials and all. I used to be in Special Ops.”

Fae’s eyes went wide with surprise. Erik’s eyes narrowed playfully at her.

“How old are you?”

“Thirty-six. Why?” Erik asked with a lop-sided grin.

“I figured it would take years to like…accomplish all of that.”

“It does. A lot of discipline. A lot of sacrifice.”

“Hardly any time for family I’m sure.”

“That’s the choice you make.”

Fae straightened her back and her smile slipped from her beautiful lips when she looked at Erik’s expression. He drew his lower lip between his teeth and he looked at her with eyes so ablaze that she turned away quickly to check for Deuce. Fae stood up and the breeze swept up into Erik’s face, Fae’s scent crowding his senses. He followed, a part of him wanting to confirm if she indeed had a man. He hadn’t had this much interest in a woman for years. Crazy that he just met her hours ago.

“Deuce!” Fae called out for her Frenchie.

“Diesel!” Erik whistled, “Diesel!”

Fae and Erik walked forward towards the doggie playfield. Her smell kept drawing him in.

“I like your perfume.” Erik said.

Fae’s big, brown, pensive eyes stared back at him and then she blushed, “Thank you. It’s Kayali Vanilla.”

Diesel charged towards Erik and leaped up at him. He was still in a playful mood so Erik pulled out a ball and tossed it for him to fetch. Fae picked up Deuce and coddled him while he licked her cheek. Diesel came running back with the ball in his mouth and his tail wagging.

“I forgot to bring my ball.” Fae said with a pout.

“You think Deuce would play?” Erik asked.

“Yeah,” Fae let him down, “Look Deuce!”

Erik tossed the ball and Deuce and Diesel ran after it. Fae giggled watching both dogs wrestle for it. Deuce grabbed it with his teeth and ran back to them with Diesel on his tail, barking loudly.

“Good boy, Deuce!”

Erik tossed the ball again.

“Look at ‘em go.” He said.

“They really are good with each other. We should plan more doggy dates together.”

Erik cocked his head with a teasing look in his eyes.

“Just doggy dates?”

Fae shifted her eyes but couldn’t hide her obvious blush.

“Just doggy dates, sir.”

Erik let out a suppressed laugh, “my guess is you have a boyfriend?”

He tossed the ball again.

“I do,” Fae gave Erik a friendly smile.

“Cool,” Erik shrugged both of his shoulders with a playful smile, “You ready to head out, Miss Fae?”

“Yes.”

After securing Deuce and Diesel, they headed back to their apartment building. Erik wasn’t quite ready to part ways just yet. Her sweet smile and warm voice he couldn’t get enough of among other things.

“You sure your boyfriend wouldn’t mind our doggy dates?”

Fae gave Erik an enigmatic smile. His plump limps turned up into a dimpled-smirk.

“No.” She finally replied.

“It took you way too long to answer that.”

Erik laughed and Fae rolled her eyes before glancing at him.

“He wouldn’t mind. It’s nothing to worry about.”

“Hm.”

Erik tucked his lips into his mouth, dimples deeper in his cheeks. Fae looked at him with those angelic eyes of hers.

“What is hm?”

Erik’s brows disappeared behind his locs, “Nothing.”

Erik held the door open for Fae and of course he wouldn’t be him if he didn’t check her out from behind. He was pleased. They made it to the elevators to make their ascent to the thirteenth floor.

“Got any plans for the rest of the day?” Erik asked.

Fae tucked her chin and smiled.

“Why do you wanna know?”

“Just having small talk,” Erik shrugged, “I like talking to you.”

He knew his words would have an effect. Fae looked at him and he could tell her breaths quickened.

“No need to get all nervous, Miss Fae.”

The elevator doors opened and Fae left first. At their respective doors, Fae put the key in but didn’t turn the knob to enter. Erik waited, his eyes compelling her to say what was on her mind. She shifted, that sensual look in her eyes again.

“I had a really great time, Erik.”

“Me too.”

“Uhm,” Fae reached into her pocket to retrieve her phone, “What’s your socials?”

Erik smirked at her and retrieved his own phone.

“I have Twitter and Instagram.” Erik said.

“Okay,” my handle is fae.mcadams on instagram and Twitter it’s beautifulfaee.”

Erik followed her on both. Fae waited for his notification to pop up and she returned the follow.

“Don’t use it much.” Erik revealed.

I can see that. Last post was a year ago on instagram.”

She looked up at Erik through her lashes with tender eyes.

“I’ll see you around, neighbor.” Erik said.

“Likewise,” Fae smiled, “Bye, Erik.”

A few days had gone by and Erik hadn’t seen Fae. He hoped to catch her leaving her apartment or coming in from work. So, to stroke his curiosity, he pulled up her Instagram to just have a look. He’d just finished a training session with a client and went to do his own workout. He worked for Equinox in between jobs. He brings a holistic approach to his workouts and although they may be advanced, his clients leave the gym satisfied and transformed.

Erik did a little bit of cardio first to warm up and then he hit the weights. Today was lower body day for him. He started with heavy back squats, three sets with five to seven reps. He went on to doing barbell RDLs, leg extensions, and calf raises all with the same reps. He finished his workout with a core circuit and headed for the showers.

In the locker room, Erik took a minute to admire his physique. His tattoos stood out against his sculpted arms from all the sweat dripping down his body. He took a few pictures with no real intention of uploading them to his social media, just as progress pics. He just got back into sculpting his body more than bulking up.

After taking a shower, Erik got dressed in an all black hoodie with matching joggers and headed back to his apartment. The drive over only took him twenty minutes. He entered his building greeting the security at the door before walking over to his mailbox. He didn’t expect to find anything except for bills and a few magazines he wasn’t going to keep. Sifting through his mail, he strolled over to the elevators the same time a dark skinned male and a light skinned woman did.

Erik looked up and noticed the guy in passing but not so much as the woman. The elevator doors opened and he entered first, pressing button thirteen. They came in behind him, the woman giggling. Erik turned to look at them over his shoulder to get their attention.

“Which floor?” Erik questioned.

“My bad, thirteen, boss,” the man replied.

Erik nodded and focused his attention back to the elevator doors. He had his AirPod Max headphones halfway covering his ears so that he was aware of his surroundings. The woman had auburn hair sleek down her back and she was dressed like she’d just returned from brunch. The man with her was dressed in flashy attire, all designer, drawing a lot of attention to himself.

“‘Dell,” the woman whispered, “You owe me for last time.”

“I gotchu, baby.”

The elevator doors opened and Erik went his way. The couple left the elevator with their hands all over each other. Erik gave them one final look at had to do a double take when he noticed which apartment they were heading to. The man apparently named Dell opened the door while the pretty yellow bone wrapped her arms around his waist. She noticed Erik was watching and gave him a flirty wink.

“Yo, you good?”

Erik slowly pulled his eyes away from the woman to look at him.

“I said, you good?”

His tone was abrasive and Erik simply chuckled with a shake of his head.

“Yo, dead-ass, you keep staring like you got a problem?”

“Calm down, Cordell, it’s cool. Ain’t that serious.”

“I’m only asking questions,” Cordell gave Erik an icy look with his lip turned up into a mug.

“Why don’t you go inside before you get yourself hurt." Erik said with an even tone of voice, just the slightest bit of playfulness. He knew dudes like Cordell very well. Liked to play tough in front of their bitch. He could see that man shaking from where he stood.

Erik walked into his apartment and shut the door behind him. He could still hear the woman trying to calm Cordell down. As long as he didn’t come knocking on Erik’s door, he can talk until he’s blue in the face. Erik wasn’t much for talking.

He flopped down on his couch and mulled over what he’d just witnessed. All he could think about was Fae. What type of dumb ass piece of shit do you have to be to cheat on a woman and disrespect her by bringing her back to where she lays her head? He hardly knew Fae and he was so furious.

Erik went to Instagram and he didn’t need to go to her page, she was the first thing he saw as soon as he opened Instagram.

Outfit of the day. First day back to work as Lead Curator! I’m so excited for this journey 🤎 🖼️

Erik went to her page and was blessed once again with how fine this fucking woman is.

He clicked on a picture that he knew was from a few days ago when they went to the dog park.

How could you cheat on this? Erik needed to tell her. She needed to know that her man was doing her dirty.

_ES87: Big Deuce! 🐾

Erik got a reply back two minutes later beneath his comment.

fae.mcadams: ☺️

Going to his notifications he noticed ten. Fae had liked pretty much all of his photos. Erik couldn’t help but to smirk. He decided to DM her.

_ES87: what’s good mama Deuce!

All he could think about was her cheating boyfriend. He didn’t feel right telling her about it through a DM. If he was going to let her know, it was going to happen in person.

fae.mcadams: nothing much daddy Diesel!

_ES87: are you supposed to be on your phone at work?

fae.mcadams: I’m off actually 🤨

_ES87: Any plans for your evening?

fae.mcadams: my boyfriend is taking me out to celebrate my promotion.

Your boyfriend is fucking some other bitch brains out at the moment.

_ES87: have fun. Much deserved ✨

fae.mcadams: thank you.

Fae got home and she was happy to be in her domain and away from work. It was a pretty busy day for her. She took off her heels and greeted Deuce at the door. He licked her affectionately and Fae went looking for Cordell. She found him in the living room with a gift bag and a big grin.

“Hey, beautiful,” Cordell kissed Fae, “Your gift for being such a hard-working woman.”

“Thank you,” Fae beamed, “I wonder what it is.”

Fae sat the bag down on the coffee table and she pulled out a Louis Vuitton box. She gasped and looked up at Cordell with wide eyes.

“No you didn’t!”

Cordell laughed as he watched Fae rip the top off of the box and pull out the most gorgeous bag she’s ever owned. She had a Louis Vuitton bag years ago but it had gotten damaged in a house fire back in Jersey. She pulled out the cutest little bag that would be perfect whenever she went out for drinks and needed something small to carry her things.

“It’s just perfect,” Fae pouted, “Thank you so much!”

Fae jumped into Cordell’s arms and wrapped her legs around his waist. She stared longingly into his eyes before pecking his lips a few times. He tapped her on the butt and then let her back down. Fae grabbed her gift and headed for her room, giddy and smiling from ear to ear.

“We got dinner reservations in about two hours!” Cordell shouted from the couch.

“I’m gonna freshen up and get ready now!”

Fae undressed and went to take a shower. She double cleansed, exfoliated, rubbed down in body oil, and spritzed herself all over with Eilish Eau de Parfum. She got dressed in a black turtleneck dress and paired it with black boots and her new bag. She styled her hair in a half-up, half-down look and accessorized with gold jewelry. She walked out to find Cordell wearing an off-white cable-knit sweater with black jeans and black Timbs. He had on his gold Rolex and gold cross chain. He looked great and his outfit complimented hers. As they were leaving hand-in-hand, Erik was exiting his apartment dressed in black jeans as well with an olive green crew neck, and black Doc Martens. He had diamond studs in both of his ears, rings on his fingers, and a thick diamond Cuban link hanging from his neck.

Erik and Fae locked eyes and Erik was devouring her with one look. There was no denying his attraction to Fae. He started from her feet all the way up to her hair, dragging his eyes over her frame slowly, like he was studying a canvas. Fae could feel her stomach lurch when his sensual gaze focused on hers again. He was silently telling her that she looked damn good. When he looked away at Cordell, his eyes became cold and menacing. Fae looked at Cordell and he mirrored Erik’s expression.

What the hell is going on?

“Hi,” Erik greeted Fae before pressing the down button on the elevator.

“Hello.”

It was safe that they didn’t mention names. Something transpired between the two of them and Fae wanted to know what happened.

They all entered the elevator, Cordell with his arm around Fae, pulling her close, while Erik remained in front of them, keeping his eyes forward. It was eerily silent the entire ride down. They made it to the lobby floor and Erik stepped out first. Fae went ahead of Cordell and when she stepped out she shared a sneaky glance with Erik. What happened next she wasn’t prepared for.

“You look amazing.”

Fae's eyes went round with surprise at his boldness. She parted her glossy lips to say something, but Cordell grabbed her hand, leading her in the opposite direction.

“I swear, this nigga is asking to get his ass beat.” Cordell spoke angrily.

Erik smirked and walked towards the garage entrance. But he didn’t leave without a final word.

“Don’t hurt ‘em love.”

Fae blushed and gave Cordell a stern look for him to chill. He was so pissed a vein appeared in the middle of his forehead.

“Let’s go, the ride is waiting,” Fae lightly shoved Cordell and he finally walked out of the building.

The ride over was uncomfortable. Fae would cut her eyes to Cordell and see him jerking his leg and blowing out his breath harshly. Fae grabbed his hand and rubbed it with her thumb to calm him down.

“Do you want to tell me what happened back there?”

“Ask that nigga. I don’t even know that clown. He had the issue with me first.”

“Cordell,” Fae looked heavenward, “It was just a compliment. If that’s why you’re upset you really shouldn’t be. I’m your woman.”

“This Michael B. Jordan looking-ass nigga got one more time to look at me like he wanna do something.”

Fae shut her eyes and squeezed the bridge of her nose.

“And do you know him or something?”

“I’ve seen him in passing, Cordell.”

Fae felt small beneath his accusatory gaze. She knew that she’d done more than see him in passing. She spent a lot of time with him some days ago with their dogs and exchanged socials. She even stalked his Instagram page, liking all of his photos. And his Twitter, on the surface level it looked innocent with not many posts, but his likes…

“You let me know if he tries anything, Fae. I’ll knock his ass out, dead-ass.”

“Cordell, are we going to talk about this all night? Everything was going so well.”

Cordell dragged his hand down his face.

“I’m sorry.”

He grabbed Fae by the hand and brought it to his lips to kiss.

“This is supposed to be your special day.”

“It is. And you’re ruining it.” Fae said with a whiny voice.

Cordell chuckled, “I am. Daddy sorry.”

It’s been a week since they both crossed paths.

But Fae didn’t stop looking through his Instagram.

She spent an unhealthy amount of minutes staring at his pictures.

And an even unhealthier amount of minutes scrolling through his Twitter likes. Post after post after post had her squirming. It’s obvious that’s his passion. Fae had it bad. So bad.

What was she thinking?! Fae stood up from her work desk and gathered her things to leave. She wasn’t going to get herself caught up. She’d never been this distracted by another man in her life. Fae bid farewell to her coworkers and made her way towards her car. She got in and followed the exit out of the garage and out onto the bustling New York streets. She preferred to drive in silence to keep her focused.

Her fingers tapped impatiently against her stirring wheel twenty minutes into traffic. All she could think about was Erik’s body. His voice. His eyes. His Twitter likes. She was losing it. She knew it was wrong to think these thoughts about him. Fae also knew that she had to distance herself from Erik indefinitely. She’s in a relationship and it’s not appropriate to allow another man to flirt with her.

Finally home, she parked her car and took her time exiting. Her back was turned and she was reaching for her work bag when she was startled by a pair of hands on her waist. She shot up and turned quickly, sighing with relief before glaring at him.

“Erik! Don’t do that. What is wrong with you?”

“My bad, ma,” Erik furrowed his brows, “I called you like three times just now.”

“…you did?”

Erik slowly nodded his head, “yeah. I’m sorry I scared you. Need some help?”

“No thanks,” Fae shut her car door and slipped past him.

“How was work?”

Her eyes took in his appearance and she wished she hadn’t. He had on a leather letterman jacket, a white T-shirt that clung to his chest and torso, and medium blue denim jeans with Jordan’s on his feet. His locs looked freshly retwisted and that tapered fade was lined up with the sharpest clippers known to man.

“Productive.”

Erik opened the door for her and Fae thanked him. She walked as fast as she could to the elevators but Erik was right on her heels.

“Sorry about last week.”

Fae looked up at Erik, “It’s okay.”

“You don’t look like it’s okay. You look like you’re mad at me.”

They entered the elevator and Fae pressed the button before Erik’s finger could even touch it. He blinked his eyes and poked his lip out playfully.

“I’m not mad at you.” Fae said with a flat tone.

“Uh-huh.”

Fae kept staring at his hair and he caught her looking. Erik chuckled, hands in his pockets.

“How my boy Deuce doing?”

“He’s good. Diesel?”

“Same old pit.” Erik said.

Erik rocked back and forth on his heels as if he wanted to say something.

“You okay?” Fae asked, genuinely concerned.

“…Whatchu got planned for tonight?”

Fae felt her stomach do a somersault.

“Uh—Erik–I don’t think—”

“Fae,” Erik turned to look at her, “I wanna tell you something…something important…something you should know. I figured you could meet me at that bar across the street. It’s not a date, I promise.”

Fae studied his face, looking for any signs of untrustworthiness. He didn’t take his eyes off of her, and he looked upset about something. She wondered if this had anything to do with Cordell. She’d been trying and trying for days now to get him to open up and he keeps shutting her out. They even argued about it a few times. This could be her chance to find out what the hell happened.

“Alright. I can meet you at the bar tonight. To talk.”

Fae emphasized on the talk.

“Yes ma’am. Just talking.”

Erik gave her a smirk and held the elevator door for her. She gave him a shy smile before walking towards her apartment.

She had to figure out what she was going to wear.

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sweetlummie · 3 months

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Incoming Call…

Tysm to my sweetest heart @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog for making this AMAZING mood board!

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Joel Miller x fem!plus size!reader

A/n: I’m back! I took a break from writing to focus on college classes. Just taking one last class before I get my associates! Big s/o to @romanarose for proofreading! Any dialogue in italics are text messages! This fic was made with game!joel and show!joel in mind! As always feel free to leave constructive criticism. Likes, comments, and reposts are appreciated 🫶🫶🫶💗

Warnings: cyber stalking, age gap (reader is in college), virgin!reader, if anything else pls lmk!

W/c: 1.3k+

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Joel Miller. A rugged older man. He was so pretty in your eyes but the age difference between you both shattered any illusion you could have with him. So you admired from afar, bashfully smiling at him when he looked your way. You were neighbors so you saw each other quite a bit. He always was sure to greet you every time you were outside when he was. When you’d leave for classes, when you’d come back, when you’d go off to work, and when you’d go out with your friends. Joel always made sure to be around just to see your pretty face. Joel liked you, a lot. He wasn’t tech savvy but he knew his way around some social media platforms so he was able to find your Instagram quite easily and stalk you on there. He used your pictures as fap material.

“Oh sweet girl... such pretty eyes an’ lips...” he’d groan as he’d pump his throbbing, thick cock while looking at your most recent Instagram post. This was an everyday thing, looking at your profile and jerking off. He couldn’t even catch a glimpse of you in person without feeling his cock harden in his pants, unbeknownst to you.

One day you’re out in your front yard, watching your father work on your car. He saw you from the window and immediately went out, using the excuse to get his mail even though he had already gotten it earlier. He overheard your conversation with your father. Your dad would often talk sports to you, and even though you have no clue what he’s talking about you still liked to listen. You were a sweet girl like that. Joel cuts in and adds to the conversation. You try not to say much because you’re sure your high pitched voice would give away your nerves, but you couldn’t help it- he made you so nervous. Joel on the other hand took in your body. He eyed you up and down, from your breasts to your soft, fat stomach, and all the way down to your juicy thighs. His cock was already throbbing. He needed you.

The conversation between Joel and your father shifted into something you were into. Wrestling. You got excited and joined in the conversation. Joel, of course, after his stalking, knew you loved wrestling so he made sure to look into the topic, just for you. Eventually your father dropped the conversation but you still kept talking with Joel, your eyes sparkling as you spoke with such passion about the sport. Joel enjoyed this, he loved your eyes. He can’t help but think how cute you’d look with your lips around his cock, looking up at him with those same sparkly eyes.

After a bit, you both decided that the Texas sun was getting too much so you said your goodbyes to head inside. You paused for a moment, it couldn’t hurt to give Joel your Instagram. After all, he likes wrestling and you post a lot of wrestling videos on your story and you get a lot of memes too you’re sure he’d enjoy! So you look over at him before he goes inside. “Hey Joel?” You called out. He glanced over at you. “Yeah sweetheart?” He replied as he turned, walking back toward the fence. “Do you have Instagram?” You asked as you stepped forward. “Sure do, what for, sweet thing?” These nicknames were gonna be the end of you.. “I just wanted it so I can send you wrestling videos…” you say bashfully, he nods and you pull out your phone. He gives you his username and you follow him. You then said your farewells and went inside.

You looked at his profile, he didn’t have any posts and on his bio it just had his age and “Texas” on it. You laughed to yourself, he was such an old man. You add him to your close friends. You wanna show yourself off to him. You posted selfies a lot, sometimes even showing your cleavage. You wanted to test the waters so you post a provocative picture of yourself on your close friends. Now you wait. See if he’ll take the bait.

Joel views your page again and sees extra posts and stories that he hasn’t had access to before. He looks at your story and sees the picture of you showing off your tits, he groans and pulls out his cock. He decides to risk it. He replies to the story. “You’re such a naughty thing sweetheart.” He sends. You receive the message, making you shoot up from your bed. Your face was hot and you can feel yourself getting wet.

“Guess I am, does that make you uncomfortable Mr. Miller?” You send back.

When Joel gets the message he’s choking his cock with his big hand, moaning your name. “Not at all princess.. wish I could see more though..” it’s very risky but fuck it, he’s all in.

When you receive the message you’ve already pulled off your pj shorts and panties, teasing your fat pussy, imagining Joel’s big hands on you instead. You moan and send him a voice memo, “maybe you can Joel… video chat is always an option..” you say in a sultry voice as the squelching of your wet pussy can be heard in the message as well.

Joel almost passed out with how needy you sounded, he could’ve came right then and there. He hits the video chat icon and rings you up. You reply and are met with Joel, lazily stroking his big cock. You gasp, you’ve never seen one that big or thick before.

He grins, “hey pretty girl.. touchin’ your sweet lil’ pussy thinkin’ of me?” He teases making you whimper, you nod and pan the camera down to show your wet pussy. He groans and speeds his hand up. “Touch yourself baby, make yourself cum on those pretty lil’ fingers.” You obey and rub your clit faster, moaning softly. “Good girl..” he praised. “Now insert a finger, I bet ya lil’ pussy feels empty, hm baby?” He commanded.

You shake your head. “Hurts when I try to put a finger in...” you tell him shyly. He pauses… no way you were a virgin.

“Fuck baby... don’ say that... gonna make me shoot my load and I wanna enjoy this..” he pants.

“Sorry...” you apologize, feeling stupid. Of course he wouldn’t like that.. you were sure he wanted a woman with more experience… you stopped masturbating and pulled your hand away in embarrassment.

“No no baby, keep goin’.. don’ apologize.. thas jus fine… jus means I’m gonna be the one to deflower ya ..” He’s quick to reassure you, so you perk up right, your pussy gushing again.

“Yes sir...” you say, feeling better about your lack of experience and excited for Joel to be your first. “Now keep touchin, your pussy… an’ show me those pretty lil’ tits baby..” he orders. You smile and pull your tank top down, showing him your breasts. You touch yourself again, listening to him moan and the lewd sounds his cock was making and seeing how big he is and how beautiful he looks when he’s about to cum, pushes you over the edge. You press your thighs together trapping your hand as you moan out his name. He comes shortly after you, his cum shooting out and landing on his soft tummy.

“Fuck baby doll… that was so good… how ‘bout we meet later and I can finally see that beautiful body of yours in action hm?” He proposes as he languidly strokes his now softening cock.

“M’kay.. I’d like that..'' You smile at him as you bring the camera up to show him your sweet face and tits.

“Good girl.. see ya then.” With that the call ends.. you’re over the moon right now, you can’t believe what just happened. Finally you had the man you’ve been craving.

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boba-beom · 5 months

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ late nights, city lights | CHOI YEONJUN

⟢ neighbour!yeonjun x gn!reader

⟢ drabble; comfort, fluff

⟢ after a long day of unpacking, you thank your neighbour for suggesting you take a break while he introduces you to the city you're about to call home.

⟢ wc: 999

⟢ warnings: reader already has a lil crush, a little collision, yeonjun perhaps takes an interest in reader; interpret that as you will :>

⟢ a\n: requested by @blackhairedjjun <3 added details! 'reader just moved to the city on their own & is nervous and excited at the same time about starting their life over there, yeonjun as the cute next-door neighbor at their apartment who the reader hits it off with' I was so excited to write this because I already had some thoughts floating in my head from the prompt :> I had fun writing this one, I hope you like it!

the last cardboard box was finally emptied, only setting aside the contents of it to organise later on, before flattening out the box and shoving it on the pile by the front door. you managed to wake up incredibly early to unpack everything, so all you had left to do was organise things in the next few days before being able to settle in fully.

moving out was hard. but you finally moved out and it was something you had been wanting to do for the longest time now. you had your new job to thank as well as your friends who suggested you take this new chapter in life, hoping to start afresh.

you let out a tired sigh looking at all the flattened boxes you're still yet to dispose of, but just thinking about the trips you'll have to make coming up and down the apartment complex seemed to burden you already. but you're gonna have to get moving since it's already late in the night.

you shove as much flattened boxes into one that's still open, opening your door and picking up the box only to drop it after colliding with what seems to be one of your neighbours. great. you scold yourself before checking on your neighbour to apologise.

"oh gosh I'm so ... sorry." your voice trails quietly when you see a guy of a tall and lean build, long hair and taking off his headphones to hang from his neck before scurrying to help with the cardboard that fell out.

he chuckles, and you nervously laugh with him.

"long day?" he asks and you simply nod, gathering the boxes and holding onto them instead of giving them back to you. he saw the rest of the boxes by your door, and ultimately you pick up on his intentions. "I'll help you with these."

"oh this is embarrassing, the first time I see a neighbour and you're already doing something for me." you worry but you're still thankful all the while.

"don't worry, honestly, it's not a problem. it's about time I met the new neighbour." he says simply, letting out a pretty smile that's just as contagious as his laugh. "I'm yeonjun by the way, my flat's just on your right."

you give him your name and mentally take note of his flat number to make sure you greet him whenever you bump into each other. "again, sorry for stumbling into you, I haven't left the apartment since I got here."

he notices your timid smile and a thought crosses his mind.

"how about you grab a jacket and after we throw these out I'll show you around the city nearby." he suggests, raising his brows in anticipation of your answer.

of course, it doesn't take much convincing since you hadn't had time to explore yet.

"wait, really?" you watch him nod in your direction with full enthusiasm and it just makes it easier for you to feel at ease.

surprisingly, you realised you'd probably knock on his door one way or another to ask where to throw out the boxes, forgetting where to throw them out, but this was a lot easier and less daunting than having to knock on a door late into the night.

yeonjun was truly one of the most down to earth people you've ever met in a long time. his calm nature of making you feel welcome to the city, him walking on the pavement closest to the road while you both walk and converse down the quiet streets of the city.

the lights were bright as ever, thinking that it'd be busy at this time of night until yeonjun told you about which days are usually roaring at night and which ones are a little quieter.

surprisingly, your new neighbour took you to one of the 24/7 convenient stores nearby for some ice-cream. the nights were getting warmer and the jacket was just a precaution. it was becoming hoodie season and it had you observing yeonjun's outfit; an oversized graphic hoodie with wide leg denim shorts that looked like a long skirt. his style was appealing for what counts as 'casual' clothing. you even took a candid picture of him while he was looking up where else he should take you at this time of night.

then within an hour of wandering around, yeonjun took you back to the apartment complex and onto the rooftop where you were able to see the skyscrapers and occasional lights from vehicles beelining their way around the city.

"so, what do you think so far?" yeonjun's voice was a little hoarse, the both of you gazing over the pretty lights below.

your lips turn into a tight-lipped smile, pondering on your first few thoughts about your first night wandering around, even if it was spontaneous and only for an hour.

"I could get used to this." you lean your elbows on the ledge, smiling to yourself.

you were proud of yourself for finally doing what you've been longing to do, even after some people doubted you before. it didn't stop you when you had the right support system to encourage you every step of the way. and now you have yeonjun too.

said male turns his head towards you, a gentle smile crawling on his lips while he scans the relief beaming on your face.

"I can always show you around again." he suggests, "like we can explore during the day. but I don't mind wandering around at night again."

you hum in agreement. there was something so soothing about being in his presence, but also comforting knowing that he was already so open to helping you settle into this new part of your life.

"thank you, yeonjun. I really appreciate this." you turn to look at him too, eyes locking a little longer than you have the past hour. you have a good feeling that this friendship will be a good one.

this is gonna be a good one.

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pablitogavii · 1 year

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Her babysitter

"Thank you so much for letting her stay with you for a few days Pablo! Promise it won't be longer than a week sweetheart!" your mom said petting your head and you rolled your eyes feeling once again 'dumped' to the side because of some 'important business trip'.

"Yeah right!" you snarled walking away and Pablo looked after you with clenched jaw feeling guilty for noticing the way your perky butt bounces as you stomp away.

"No problem. I have a free week anyways!" Pablo said while escorting them out and walking back to the living room where you already grabbed a tub of ice cream and ate it with a spoon.

"I see you already found my secret tub of ice cream, huh preciosa? Do you mind sharing some with me??" Pablo said looking at you while you licked the spoon feeling his pants tighten. Damn it! He needed to get it out of his head at once but it was no use!

"Mhm.." you said moving towards him and dipping your spoon into the half melted vanilla ice cream before bringing it into his mouth. Pablo was took by surprise but took it nevertheless thinking about how good it tasted especially with a hint of 'you' in it.

"It's really delicious but you shouldn't eat too much and ruin the dinner" he said taking the spoon away with the tub and you rolled your eyes calling him annoying.

"Seriously!? Enough with the eye rolls! Good girls don't behave that way.." he whispered the last part into your ear you felt your skin fill with goosebumps in response. You might hate the fact that your parents constantly dump you places..but when it was at your handsome neighbors house, you don't exactly mind that much.

You always hated how he would act like you're a child just because you're 16 and he turned 19 recently! But now he was calling you a good girl..maybe things changed??

After dinner, you were sipping on some apple juice while he put the dishes in the washing machine. He was usually shirtless around the house and your eyes were enjoying the way his muscles would flex with every movement he made.

Then it came to mind..be his good girl and see the reaction?

"Thank you for the dinner Pablo.." you said shyly and he raised his head up and looked at you with a small smile plastered on his handsome face.

"Of course! Do you want to watch a movie before going to bed??" he asked and you jumped in excitement rushing to pick something while he chuckled walking after you.

"I want to watch this one! It's the newest horror movie that came out!!" you said but Pablo already saw the trailer and thought it was not a very good idea.

"This is not the time for that movie preciosa..maybe something less scary huh?" he said tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear and although you blushed at his gesture, you were not gonna let him keep treating you like a child just because he was your babysitter now!

"Would you stop treating me like I'm fucking four! I want to watch this move and if you're too scared then I'll do it alone in my room!" you spat and Pablo's jaw was clenching. He imagined tossing you over his lap and spanking your little butt for those foul words leaving your sweet mouth but instead he just grabbed the remote and pressed play.

The movie was terrible..so much gore..jump scares..and overall terror. Pablo caught you jumping up a few times and he was smirking in amusement. You were too stubborn to accept it but deep down you knew now that Pablo was absolutely right.

"Alright, that's over..time for bed" he got up while you were still curled up in a blanket on the sofa too scared to move and go down the dark hallway leading to the guest room you started calling your own.

"Everything okay preciosa?" Pablo said waiting for you to admit that you were scared but that never came as you just got up and walked away bravely while he chuckled.

"Goodnight Pablo.." you whisper when he passed you to go to his own room which was across the hallway and he turned around smiling warmly.

"Goodnight preciosa" he said entering his room the same time as you. You laid in the cold dark room for an hour trying desperately to fall asleep but it wouldn't happen. You could hear every little creek and everything scared you making your brain hyper alert on every detail. You wondered if Pablo fell asleep already..?

Knock Knock

"Come in preciosa.." Pablo's groggy voice said and you quickly opened the door not wanting to be alone in that dark hallway for long.

"Um..I..can't sleep Pablo" you say shyly playing with the edge of the big t-shirt you used as your pajamas.

"And why is that huh?" he said with a proud smirk and you felt angry that he was teasing you now so your stubbornness took the best of you as you said that he was mean.

Then just as he was about to answer something fell outside from the strong wind and you screamed rushing to his bed and he collected your small body in his strong arms (gif).

"Shh..shh..it's alright" he said kissing your shoulder and you felt your whole body heating up. Were you really sitting on his lap with his arms around you and his lips left a kiss on your skin!?

"Please don't be mad at me..please don't be mad..but I'm scared from the movie..and I don't want to sleep alone!" you admitted everything not caring if he teases you or not but just wanting to say like this forever.

"Shh..I'm not mad preciosa..just..lay here with me?" he said gulping a little when our eyes met before quickly looking away. I saw him stare at my lips multiple times..but he wouldn't always restrain himself..why was he doing that??

"Um..thank you" you sniffled and he dried your tears but still keeping you on his lap and soon enough you were both kissing each other feverishly like your life depended on being close to each other like this.

"F..fuck! You taste better than I imagined!" Pablo groaned when you pulled away for air and he was holding your hair in the tight grip messing it up completely.

"Hmm..I'm hot Pablo..all over.." you whined blushing hard when you saw him smirk while shamelessly observing your body pulling on your t-shirt until it was on the floor and you were sitting there in your matching pink set.

"I can fix that preciosa..just relax" he said with a low voice before flipping you over and getting on top starting to suck marks all over your sensitive neck. Your mind was sent into oblivion...

He was kissing from my neck to my lips repeatedly while my eyes were closed and I focused on his heavy breathing remembering how many nights I wondered what he would sound like in these situations.

When he started to kiss lower, I became a little self conscious never have done this before so I placed my hand into his hair and called his name softly. He immediately stopped looking up with me with kind eyes.

"Um..nobody..ever touched me like that" you say and he smiled moving up and kissing your lips lovingly again.

"It's okay preciosa..we don't have to do anything tonight if you don't want to okay? I can wait" he said and you blushed feeling nervous but also wanting desperately to have Pablo be the first one to make you feel good.

"Hey..look at me! I'm not mad at you okay..I'm very patient for something I really want..and if I was able to hear you moan my name at night whenever you would stay over for months, I can wait until you feel ready okay?" he said giggling a little while caressing my now completely red face. Did he really hear me moan his name!?

"Um..I'm..I'm ready..just..take it slow" you say and he smiled nodding his head and kissing your lips and then your nose.

"Don't be embarrassed with me preciosa..I think you're perfect" he said and you smiled finally moving your hands from your chest and he slowly took off your matching set kissing down your body.

"We won't go all the way tonight..we will prepare you for that slowly but I will make you feel good okay?" he said inches away from your swollen clit and you moaned nodding your head in agreement.

When his lips finally attached to your heated core, your head was thrown back and you started seeing stars on the celling of his bedroom. He was lapping at your core like a starved animal pinning your hips down whenever you would try to instinctively move away.

"Mm que deliciosa.." he groaned ending vibrations all over your body before continuing to suck intensively on your core and you arched your back feeling heat collect in the pit of your stomach.

"Uh..uh" you whined and he looked up at you to make sure you're okay before continuing to do his work diligently smirking when he felt your juices spilling out of your hole as he licked your clean.

"Good girl! Give it all to me baby.." he spoke and that was enough to send you over the edge as your thighs shook as your hand gripped his hair out of instinct.

"Awe look at you shaking preciosa..shh..shh..so sensitive and perfect" Pablo kissed your thighs moving up and laying beside you quickly pulling you on top of him for cuddles.

"If you want me to go?" you said after a few seconds unsure of what he was thinking. Meanwhile Pablo was in awe at how lucky he was that you were finally in his arms.

"You're not going anywhere!"Pablo said and you blushed nodding your head and nuzzling your nose into his neck.

The next morning, you woke up first smiling at how tightly Pablo was holding onto you while gently touching his sleeping face. After a few seconds, you placed a finger on his lips and he woke up playfully biting it making your squeal.

"Mm morning preciosa" he said tightening his grip even more while kissing your lips gently.

"You're squishing me Pablo!" you say and he giggles kissing all over your neck and face before letting you breathe.

"Good!" he said and you blushed leaning in to kiss his shortly again which he welcomed. Your moment was interrupted by his phone beeping with a message.

"It's your mom saying she will pick you up soon.." Pablo said answering shortly before putting it away and bringing all his attention back to you.

"And what if I don't want to go...?" you say touching his abs while he caressed your head kissing it gently.

"You first didn't want to stay, remember??" Pablo teased and you blushed hiding your face into his neck again while giggling.

"You're the best babysitter Pablo" you smirk looking up at him and he blushes a little shaking his head at your little comment.

"Eres mala..muy mala preciosa" he said hovering on top of you and kissing your lips passionately. You instinctively opened your legs for him which made him proudly smirk down at you.

"Although you're very hard to resist preciosa mia..we don't have the proper time right now" he said knowing that your mom will be here any minute now. You whined at those words touching his face and pulling him down for a kiss.

When you finally got up and your mom was at the door, Pablo politely greeted her and said goodbye to you. You were almost inside the car when you saw Pablo at the window looking at you longingly and you lied that you forgot something.

You ran inside all the way to the living room before jumping into Pablo's arms and kissing his lips lovingly. He chuckled holding you up with his hands resting on your butt and his lips devouring yours.

"What are you doing here preciosa?" he said

"I forgot something" you giggle kissing him again and he chuckled putting you down after a few more sweet kisses.

"Here you go..if your mom asks" he said giving you a water bottle which you took and blushed when he winked at you playfully.

"I'll see you soon!" you say very much excited for it.

"You will preciosa" Pablo said before you closed the door and left with your mom. You had your face glued to the phone screen texting with Pablo and already missing being surrounded by his strong arms.

After last night, you will never again be grumpy for being left by your parents..especially with your new babysitter ;))

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harrywavycurly · 7 months

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At First Sight Part 2: Blushing

Masterlist: Here

CW: Language

Tag List: @ali-r3n @blckburd @comeonatmebruh @sweetmoonlove0214 @heydreamchild @mrsjellymunson @marshmallowgem

A/N: Enjoy Eddie freaking out and Steve and Dustin trying to figure out what’s going on with him. Get comfy though this is a long conversation😂💖

“You look like shit Munson.” “You just don’t know what love looks like Harrington so fuck off.” “Jesus you’re like…extra testy…did you get her name?” “Yes now where’s Henderson? I need his little shithead ass to figure out what the hell is going on.” “You rang?” “Henderson! Thank god you’re here you have-” “are you blushing?” “What? No?” “Dude you’re totally blushing…isn’t he Steve?” “Uh…well I mean his cheeks are…kinda…pink.” “I ran here from the shop you assholes.” “You ran? Why didn’t you just drive?” “I…don’t know Dustin I just…I saw her name and then next thing I know I’m here and I just…I think I’m going crazy.” “Relax…now just tell me exactly what happened when you saw her.” “Yeah don’t leave anything out.” “That’s what..exactly what happened means Steve…but thanks for the backup.” “Uhm okay well I was standing next to my van and uh…she pulled up in her beetle and got out and I’m not gonna lie I took a look at her uh ya know…backside and then she turned around and looked at me and my world stopped-” “stopped? Like time literally froze or did it move in slow motion?” “Well it kinda went in slow motion and I saw hearts and in my mind it was like….fireworks were going off and then she walked by me and into the shop and that was it.” “That was it?” “What he means is now he’s obsessed and thinks he’s in love.” “Well yeah it sounds like love at first sight.” “What? That’s…a thing?” “Dude how the hell have the two of you lived this long and never heard of love at first sight?” “I mean I’ve heard of it but…I didn’t think it was real.” “It’s real…but normally it happens for both parties…” “so you think she loves me too?” “I honestly don’t…know…wait is this her name?” “Yeah Eddie got it from her paperwork from the shop.” “I know her.” “What the fuck do you mean you know her Henderson?” “Wow calm down…she’s my neighbor…she babysat me a few times.” “Babysat you?…I’m your fucking babysitter you jerk.” “Guys can we focus please? I’m kinda losing my damn mind because I’m in love with Dustin’s fucking neighbor.” “How do you not know her? She graduated with you from Hawkins.” “What? No fucking way I’d know if the love of my actual life went to high school with me.” “Clearly you weren’t paying attention because she went to Hawkins High and graduated the same year you did so…” “Wait if she’s your neighbor that means she’s seen me drop you off at least a few times right? So that means she knows me so if I knock on her door-” “dude you can not just go knocking on some girl’s door that is a huge red fucking flag.” “Steve’s right that’ll freak her out but you’re also right…she knows you because she told me one time that you drive like shit but she said your name.” “She….knows my name?…what did it sound like when she said it? Did it sound like a song that you could listen to over and over again?” “Don’t ever ask me something like that again Eddie you’re my fucking Dungeon Master for crying out loud…get it together.” “I’m sorry I just…I feel like I’m having a panic attack but I’m happy about it? Like finally I have…something or someone to…live for.” “Can you maybe hold off on her being your reason to live until you actually meet her?” “I agree with Henderson….go on a date first or something.” “How can I go on a date when you two won’t let me knock of her door?” “Wait a minute…if she graduated with you Eddie that means she might know Robin!” “Okay and what’s Robin have to do with my future wife?” “Don’t go planning your marriage yet big boy…I’m just saying we can see if Robin knows her and she can reach out to see if she can give you her number…then you-” “can knock on her door?” “No…you can call her and see if she’d be interested in-” “being with me forever?” “You’re fucking hopeless.” “Don’t be mean to me right now Harrington okay? I just…love her.” “We know you do Eddie and we promise we are gonna try to get you and her in a room together so you can…see if she feels the same…right Steve?” “Yeah…we’re gonna help you man…it’ll be fine just let me talk to Robin.” “Okay…” “until then no stalking or-” “declarations of love I got it man…”

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call-me-strega · 7 months

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How to Become a Step-Dad in 5 Easy Steps: p. 2, ch.2/5(?)

Happy Late Valentine’s Day my dudes.

(This is Unedited, the cleaner version is on ao3)

First, prev, lore, ao3

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It was a week later that Jason ran into his neighbors again. Or well, actually Red Hood ran into them. Then again “ran into” was a bit of a strong (read: inaccurate) description. He had more so observed from afar than ran into them per-say.

He had just landed on a rooftop when heard the sound of increasingly familiar giggles. A cold wind pushed against his helmet as turned to the source. Lo and behold there was the father-daughter heading on the direction of their apartment complex. It was about two blocks from their current location.

‘Well,’ Jason thought. ‘2 blocks off my normal route won’t hurt. I’ll just make sure I see them arrive safely and then continue on with my patrol.’

He watched as Ellie is rushed down the street waving around her toy space shuttle, eager to get home. She ran further ahead from Danny who had his hands full with groceries. He called after her to stay where he could see her and she just giggled and gleefully replied with and “Okay Daddy!”

Jason smiled at their interaction. He felt a sense of comfort and longing seeing such a close and loving pair. However, his smile faded as a pit formed in his gut. His instincts could sense was something off and from the corner of his eye he saw some movement in the alley the Ellie was approaching. As quickly and silently as possible Jason crossed the rooftops to get closer.

Just as Ellie reached the opening of the alley some two-bit thug reached out and pulled her into the alley. The young girl cried out as she dropped her shuttle. She called out to her dad in distress.

“Daddy!”

“ It’ll be okay Ellie! I’m coming! Remember what I told you?!”

Danny called back took of down the road trying to reach his daughter.

This seemed to calm her down as her fear became more manageable. She stop struggling and did her to glared at her would be kidnapper. Jason finally arrive on the roof top ready to drop into the alley and intervene when he witnessed a series of events that stunned him.

Ellie kicked the guy in the nuts with as much force as her little body could muster.

Which appeared to be quite a lot based on the sound that came outa the guy as he let go of her. Just then Danny reached the alley abandoning his groceries by an empty box at the mouth of the alley.

“Ellie!” He exclaimed reach out to gathers her in his arms. He held her tightly and stoked her hair trying to calm her. “ It’s okay baby, I’m here. Daddy’s here Ell. I’m not gonna let anyone take you,” he assured her.

The guy growled as he managed to get back up. He bagan to advance towards them once again with a switch blade in hand this time. Unfortunately for him he didn’t get very far in his plan to use it as Danny reached into his pocket and pulled out some thing labeled “Creep Repellant”. Just as the guy got close Danny pushed Ellie behind him, lifted his arm and maced the guy to distract him. The man cried out in pain and ended up dropping his blade. Then Danny pulled back and clocked the guy in the nose. He stumbled back groaning.

Danny didn’t give him another chance to regain his wits. He just turned, picked up Ellie, and booked it home.

Jason witnessed all of this almost starstruck by the way the how the dad handled himself and his kid. His major priority was making sure Ellie got out of the situation safely even if he had to abandon his groceries and Ellie’s toy to do it. Jason decided to make sure they won’t be followed by this guy. He dropped in and quickly knocked the guy out. Then he zip-tied him to a pipe and called for someone to come pick up guy up before he decided to hand him over to one of his Lieutenants instead. None of them would take to kindly to a potential child trafficker.

Jason walked back to the mouth of the alley and examined the abandoned groceries in the same galaxy-print reusable bags he’d seen Danny use at the store last time. He picked them up, along with the toy space shuttle, and took the back to the apartment complex. He left them in-front of Danny’s door with a note from Jason saying he found them in an alley and believed them to be Danny’s because he recognized the bags and one of the toys Ellie had shown him.

Was it a bit weird? Perhaps, but it could be played off as a coincidence and made more sense than the Red Hood leaving them on the Nightingales’ fire escape.

Later that night Jason’s brain kept replaying the image of a six-year-old kicking a grown man in the balls and her father proceeding to pepper spray and deck the dude. It brought a smile to his face to see that Ellie was well protected and evidently being taught how to protected herself too. He felt his fondness towards them grow once more. (He tried to ignore the part of his brain that kept replayed Danny’s punch and whispered ‘that’s kinda hot’)

~~~

About three days later Jason was driving home from the Wayne Foundation on his bike when his engine started stalling and losing power. He cursed his luck and decided to take a turn to head to his favorite mechanic's shop.

Ol' man Sammy had started the shop when he was still a kid and his grand-nephew Leandro, Leo for short, started working under him when he had just started out as Red Hood. They were good people who didn't mind acting as informants in exchange for Hood's protection. Nor did they mind the Jason Todd-Wayne showing up from time to time. As far as they were concerned he was another alley tyke grown up, now a paying customer and potential investor.

Last he heard from them was a month when Sammy officially passed on the reins to Leo and settled into retirement with his wife Avellana. Word had it Leo had been looking for a new hand around the shop and Jason had sent a couple of guys looking to get out of the henchman business his way knowing if Leo didn't hire 'em he might direct them to a cousin who would. He wondered vaguely if Leo ever did end up hiring someone. 'Well I suppose I'll find out soon enough' he thought pulling up into the workshop.

Jason pulled his helmet off, feeling a fresh breeze hit his face, and called out to the two men he saw working on a truck. One of them was examining something under the hood and the other working on the underside. He tucked his helmet under his arm but didn't get off the bike yet. He called out to the two guys.

"Oy Leo, compa! Is that you?"

The man inspecting the hood pulled his head out and gave Jason an impish grin.

"Oh man, Jasón is that you güey?!" The wiry, oil-slick man came over to greet him. Shaking his hand and pulling him into a half-hug.

" You here to get something fixed man?"

Jason slide off his bike and nodded back at it.

"Engine keeps stalling, I was hoping you could take a look," He then glanced back over to the man still working under the truck. " How's Ol' Sammy doing? I see you got the new hands you were looking for."

Leo grinned back, enthusiastic as ever. "Yeah man, he's new in town but good with his hands and a hard worker. Tio approved of him before he left. He and Tia are on vacation right now, went back to visit her family."

That's when a phone rang in the office. Leo sighed turning to Jason.

" Hey man I gotta take this but the new guy can totally get you set up. I'll be right back."

He turned and called out to the man under the truck "Ay chavo! We got a customer man! Come help 'im out while I get the phone!" before rushing of to the office.

The man finally pulled out from under the car and staring back at him were familiar blue eyes and a face smudged with oil. Danny grinned up at Jason as he began to walk over.

"Well hey there stranger, funny running into you here. Guess you must be friends with Leo and Sammy, huh? A real man of the people you are?"

" Uh, hey," Jason felt himself flush with embarrassment, his hand coming up to scratch his nape. " I mean yeah I guess so. I've known them almost as long as I've been able to walk so..."

" I'd like to thank you."

" Huh?" Jason met his eyes with a confused look.

" For finding and returning my groceries and Ellie's shuttle I mean. I got real lucky you happened to find them, otherwise that'd have half a paycheck down the drain. I'm grateful for what you did."

"It was no big deal," he said glancing away. He looked back to see a soft look on Danny's face.

" It meant a lot to me" he replied softly.

The two gazed into each others eyes for a moment before Danny turned his attention to the bike.

" You said the engine was stalling?"

Jason nodded in reply as Danny began to inspect the vehicle. After few minutes Leo emerged from the office just as Danny gave his verdict.

"It need a couple of new filters and an adjustment of the throttle position sensor and then it should be good as new."

" Perfecto!" Leo exclaimed walking out of the office. "You can handle that while I had out. Some guy in Chinatown needs a tow so I gotta take the tow truck and go."

He turned to address Jason. "You can trust Danny here with the bike, I wouldn't have hired him if he wasn't any good!"

He clapped Jason's shoulder before rushing out to his truck. Jason turned to Danny who shrugged and gave him a helpless grin.

" You got experience handling bikes?" Jason questioned.

" Sure do, I knew this one asshole back home who had a pretty sick ride. I ended making friends with him somehow and he taught me about 'em. I've already worked on a couple for Leo here too." Danny replied before walking over to the register.

" Here, I'll ring up an estimate for you. If you decide to leave her here with me I can have her done in an hour-hour and a half and you can pay when you come to collect her."

Jason decided he was willing to let Danny handle his bike. He figured he could just walk a block and grab some dinner at that Mexican-Caribbean fusion place nearby.

" I'll let you take care of her, like Leo said, he wouldn't have hired you if you weren't any good."

Now it was Danny's turn to flush. He fiddled around at the register before talking to Jason again.

" So can I get your number?"

" Huh-?!" Jason startled. Danny flushed even deeper and pointed at the pen and notepad on the counter.

" For the job! I’ll send you a call or text when it's done!"

Jason's face broke into a wicked grin. "Sure," he teased picking up a pen.

"Here's my work number," he said handing Danny a piece of paper. " And here-," he paused to write another number. "is my personal line. But that ones just for you neighbor. So don't go spreading it around," he winked.

He turned to walk out as he heard Danny spluttering behind him. And despite the expletives Danny called after him, he could do nothing to disguise the fondness in his voice.

Later that evening, Jason rode home on his newly serviced bike. He'd offered to give Danny a ride home but he still had an hour of his shift left and reassured him that he would be fine to make it home by himself. He took not of how well the bike was running. 'Purrs like a kitten' he thought. The voice in the back of his head once again returned to chime in 'Nothing like a man who's competent at his job'. Jason cursed the voice out, revving his bike and ripping down the street.

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A few days couple of days later Jason receives a text:

"Hey its Danny. You run a soup kitchen with the Wayne Foundation right?"

Jason is instantly filled with concern. Did the Nightingales hit a financial pit fall? Was Danny hurt and unable to work? Did that creep stop paying his child support? He quickly wrote back to Danny

"Yeah why?"

"Ellie made friends with another girl in the building whose mom mentioned "soup night" was coming up and she came home and asked me about it.

I'm lucky that Leo pays well and Vlad's got plenty of money to cough up that we don't really have a need to go but I figured this might be a good learning opportunity to help Ellie understand both our and her friends situations.

I was hoping you had room for a few extra volunteers?"

Jason felt his worries melt away, just like his heart.

"We always have room for more volunteers

I'll text you the details"

That following Sunday Jason was organizing volunteers to set up the rec center he'd established last year step up for the soup kitchen. He was directing people with trays of food while his assistant/partner Irene ran through hygiene rules with some of the volunteer servers.

Behind him Jason felt the door open and a refreshing rush of wind filled the air as his newest recruits walked in. The daddy-daughter duo walk up to Jason and Danny gave him a little 2 fingered salute.

" Volunteers Danny and Ell reporting for duty!"

Jason gave them a soft smile.

" Hey guys, it’s nice to see you. This is Irene, my second-in-command. She'll run you through the serving protocols and get you ready to help. Danny you'll probably end up handling food while Ellie takes up resupplying utensils, plates, napkins and bottled drinks."

Danny smiled and ruffled his daughter's hair who giggled enthusiastically with a determined smile on her face.

" I think that'll work for us!" he said, turning to Irene who greeted them with a warm smile and led them over to her section.

About 15 minutes later Irene sidled up to him with a cheeky grin. Informing him he'd left Danny and Ellie with some of the other, more experienced volunteers.

" Sooooooo," Irene wiggled her eyebrows at him.

" Sooooooo- what?" he returned to her with a blank stare.

" When were you gonna tell me you had a crush on your new neighbor!"

Jason's face turned red as two more of their colleagues descent upon Jason having overheard what Irene said. Like sharks to blood in the water he swore.

First John, who was also one of Hood's men, whipped around and exclaimed. "What?! Jason you have a crush on your neighbor! What about Hood?!"

" For the 50th time Johnny, I'm not dating Hood. And its not a crush Irene!" Jason said in exasperation.

That's when Fern, the non-binary rec center manager, popped up behind him and said "What's this about Jason having a crush?"

Jason once again protested futilely that he didn't have a crush while Irene gleefully filled Fern in.

" Jason's totally got the hots for the hot, single, young dad who's volunteering with his daughter tonight! You should have seen how soft his face got when they showed up. And get this! Their actually neighbors and Jason's already been to their house for dinner!"

Fern whistled while Jason spluttered.

" How do you even know about that?!"

" Your crush let it spill while we were making small talk," she shrugged.

Jason groaned. None of them were gonna let this go.

"Come on you guys, its nearly time to start. Go get into your places," he insisted.

They relented but Irene shot him a mischievous look that told him he wouldn’t be escaping their teasing at a later date. Sigh.

Jason took his place in line manning the mashed potatoes. He felt someone nudge his shoulder and turned his head to see Danny standing next to him.

" Irene put me in charge of the green beans"

Oooh Irene we will be having words later!

"- and Ellie's been put on crowd control, which I think is just their way of saying she should take any kids done eating to the other room to play."

He smiled up at Jason, who of course smiled back.

"Lets do this" he said as the doors opened and their night of volunteering began.

It was a busy night so he and Danny didn't have much time to talk, but Jason learned a great deal just by observing. As his night went on he only saw more and more what amazing people the Nightingale's were. Thoughtful and kind without being condescending. Both Danny and Ellie were incredibly compassionate people.

Danny made an effort to be kind to anyone who came up to him and tried to connect with them in order to make them more comfortable. Ellie was a hit with the kids. She was strong-willed, outspoken and quickly took to speaking up for the shyer kids. She ended up amassing a little posse of her own. She made sure all her newfound friends got to try the foods they wanted and to get their turns with the toys in the game room.

As Jason continued to scoop out mashed potatoes and ignore suggestive glances and cheeky smiles from his friend he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and warmth. This was something he built through his efforts to help the Alley and he got to share it with two people he was growing to care about deeply. In turn not only had they shown an interest what he was trying to do here but actively sought to help others with him.

Jason took in the sight of Ellie leading a gang of smiling children. He made another sidelong glance at Danny, who was bonding with a young boy who said the green beans reminded him of a mythological creature. Privately he thought to himself that maybe Irene was on to something with her whole crush theory.

~~~ Thats all for this chapter. I do have some stuff planned for the rest of this section so look forward to that. Once again I welcome any comments or constructive criticism!

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pengweng-quack · 6 months

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How Nanami Cares for You

Nanami Kento x Reader (uses second person)

Summary: Three times you’ve caught Nanami, the coldest, most stoic person you’ve met, care for you

Notes:

Another for Nanami :DD yay

I quite like this one actually

Leave a like or comment if you enjoyed this too (or don't, it's your choice)

Word Count: 1974 words

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You and Nanami were both at a bus stop, waiting for a bus so you can both go home. It was a bit past 5pm but the day has been dragged long enough that you want nothing more already than to just go home to your pets. The stop was filled with people, a lot of them also in the same situation as you two were, tired and worn out from a day of working.

“How was work?” You asked him, right as a bus pull up to the stop

Almost everyone in the bus stop was rushing to get in, and you were almost certain that you were gonna be forced to wait for another bus to come instead of dealing with the amount of people that were all wanting the same thing as you.

You felt a hand wrap around your wrist, pulling you along that person as they get in the bus. It was happening all too fast, if it weren’t for you being able to grab onto the bus’s door handle, the amount of people pushing to get in was quick to almost get you off balance. Nanami looked back at you, his hand extended directly to where your wrist was being pulled, giving you the answer on who was holding your wrist. You quickly pulled yourself in the bus, grabbing onto the nearest handle for support and balance.

“Are you alright?” Nanami asked as you fix your stance, preparing for the bus to move

“Yeah, thanks for doing that.” You said quietly, thankful that someone like Nanami was there with you to help you be home early to your pets

You’ve been sick in bed for the past few days now, your sickness doing the worst on you. You felt bad for your pets as you have not been able to play with them nor give them attention in fear of getting them sick as well. You hated doing this and interrupting your neighbor’s limited free days but he was the only one that you had the number that was nearby

You rang his number, the repeating tone of the ringing sound echoing in your mind. It took only three rings for him to answer the call, greeting you with his usual stoic tone.

“Hey, Nanami.” You mustered, coughing just as you finished the sentence

“Is everything alright?” He asked, and you were certain to be getting to the stage of being delusional when being sick because he sounded concerned

“I know it’s your off day and you’d like to—” Another round of your coughs interrupted your request “—sorry ‘bout that, but I was wondering if you could walk the dogs? I’m willing to pay you for it to make up. They really need their walks already.”

“I’ll be there in 5.” He said, you weren’t fast enough to protest, to give yourself a bit more time to prepare as you didn’t want anyone to see you in the state that you were now

You quickly stood up, picking up the tissues scattered all over the place and placing them inside a plastic bag nearby the bed for you to use later. And just as you had finished trying to make yourself look presentable, you heard Nanami knock on your door.

You rushed to open the door fast, the dogs excited to welcome the guest coming. Nanami was there, wearing a plain blue shirt with some grey sweatpants and a mask on his face. You waved a little to him and motioned for him to come in

“I’m sorry I didn’t get to make the apartment the most presentable I could.” You started, though he was quick to shush you as he grabs the dog leashes for the dogs

“You’re sick, I don’t think being presentable should be your concern currently.” Nanami said, working on fixing the dogs’ leashes

“Stay here and get yourself some rest. I’ll be back in 30 minutes.” Nanami instructed before him and the dogs went out and the door was closed with a ‘thud’

You just laid down in your bed, scrolling though your phone mindlessly. Not noticing you fell asleep; you woke up a few hours later. There were no signs of Nanami in the apartment, but the dogs were all sleeping in their respective beds. A bowl and some medicines were on your nightstand, with notes next to it.

‘Rest yourself. I’ll come back with your medicines -Around 4pm’

‘You were in a deep slumber so I’ll just leave them here -5:40pm’

‘I checked your temperature; it has probably gone lower than how it was earlier but I’ll still check in tomorrow to make sure -6:30pm’

You decided to call it a day and rest, despite getting some earlier. You decided to change into more thicker clothes because for some odd reasons, your room keeps getting cold even if there were no fans or AC turned on. As you get to bed, you were shivering from the temperature. Wrapping the blanket, you hoped you wouldn’t wake up with the same situation as you had falling asleep.

It was very late at night when you woke up shivering like crazy, you were certain that your temperature increased and that your sickness was getting worse. Your head was pounding and you were tearing up from all of the symptoms going all at once. Grabbing your phone, despite your eyes being shut, you dialed the recent person you called, Nanami.

“Nanami,” You cried weakly. You didn’t know if he actually answered your call, you were desperate. You know you needed to go to the hospital for a more professional diagnosis than what you or Kento knows.

“Is everything alright, Y/N?” Nanami answered, you were certain that he woke up from your call. Your chest was suddenly tightening, forcing you to sit up and hold your hand to your chest in pain

“Hospital.” You wheezed out, clutching your chest and hissing from the pain “Please.”

“I’m on my way.” Nanami answered, though he didn’t end the call

“What are you feeling?” He asked, you can hear him shuffling around his place

“Headache, chest pain, cold— very cold, and my entire vision is spinning right now. Also, stuffy nose.” You tried to explain, clutching your chest in pain “I did what you said, I don’t know what’s happening.”

You started to tear up a bit, the pain was overwhelming and you couldn’t go try and phase the pain out, not when almost every part of your body was in some sort of pain.

“Are you struggling to breathe right now?” Nanami asked as you hear him close a door

“Yeah, stuffy nose,” You answered

“I’ll be there very soon.” Nanami eased, you could hear footsteps from his end “Just stay in bed and wait for me. Can you do that for me?”

As you were to answer, you started coughing. It was painful, your chest was aching as your coughs was ongoing. You heard Nanami curse and the footsteps go faster. He was running, all because your body decided to drop this on you all at once. All of your symptoms were overwhelming you and it was making you have the urge to throw up from the pain.

The phone call with Nanami ended as you heard the door opening. There he was, in his sleepwear with a mask on. Closing the door, Nanami rushed to where you are and rested his hand on your forehead. He sat down next to you and allowed you to rest your body unto his. You eased up to his touch because he was very warm.

“You drank the medicines, and had something to eat. Mind if I check your temperature?” Nanami asked, grabbing the thermometer by the bedside table next to the empty bowl. You only nodded in reply, not having any energy to speak

“If it’s higher than 39 degrees, can you please help me to the hospital?” You asked weakly, watching as he nods in response before inserting the thermometer in your mouth

It was a quiet minute, Nanami’s eyes were on the thermometer in your mouth as you lay your head on his shoulders. If it weren’t for the beeping of the thermometer, you would have fallen asleep already. His presence was warm and comforting, and you were thankful that he had the patience to do this for you in the middle of the night.

“It’s not 39 degrees but I suggest that we still go to the hospital.” Nanami concluded, pulling the thermometer out of your mouth

“I’m sorry you had to wake up for this—

“Y/N, it’s perfectly alright.” He assured you, resting his hand on your shoulder

You were either going delusional from the sickness, but you could have sworn that you heard Nanami whisper something along the lines of “how he enjoys taking care of you”. You just ignored that thought and allowed him to take control, helping you out in getting to the hospital

You were on the same elevator ride as Nanami on your way to your respected apartments. It was a Friday and you were glad that you get to lounge around for the weekend, catch up on some sleep, and do something unrelated to work.

“How do you enjoy your drinks?” Nanami suddenly asked, catching you off guard

“I usually don’t mind anything; I just lean towards sweeter beverages when ordering for myself.” You answered, not having thought properly about your response

“Why’d you ask?” You asked him, just before the elevator door opened. Nanami only looked at you with a small smile before walking out, leaving your question unanswered

You decided to shrug it off and just make your way to your apartment, ready to finally start your 2-day rest from the world. Nanami’s sudden question and lack of answer from your question plaguing your mind, it was weird that he would suddenly ask that and dodge your question in exchange.

You decided to just try and remove it off your mind, playing a movie to keep your mind occupied and away from thinking of Nanami’s unusual behavior. You were watching the credits of the second movie when there was a knock on the door, getting you to stand up and see who it was.

Opening the door, you saw Nanami with a cup of coffee on his hand and a slice of blueberry cheesecake on the other. He was in his work suit, his khaki suit and a blue polo underneath with a patterned tie, looking rather handsome in front of you right now. You only looked at him with a confused face, still not getting what he wants to imply with his actions.

“I was called in to work.” Nanami only replied to your confused expression

“I’m still not getting the other parts.” You said back, your eyes making its way on the coffee and cake

“I don’t want to miss the opportunity either to ask you out on a date.” He said back, offering the coffee and cake to you. You quickly accepted it, before looking back at him, wanting to know more

“May I have the opportunity to take you on a date this Saturday?” Nanami asked, flashing a smile at you.

Something so rare, yet so beautiful of a sight. You knew that Nanami was a stoic man, it was rare to see him show some sort of smile, always seeing a serious look on his face during your every encounter.

Thinking of it, Nanami rarely showed his emotions through face. But his actions, and how he’s always treated you was an answer that was more than enough to express what he’s always felt for you.

So, you made up your mind for an answer that you were sure to satisfy both you and Nanami

“I’ll be waiting.”

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Mary’s Song

Jack Hughes x Fem Reader

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: Cursing, gross happiness, some suggestive jokes/remarks, not proofread at all lol (I planned on editing this and then decided not too cause I’m lazy)

Note: As much as I like to say Last Kiss is my favorite Taylor song Mary’s Song is definitely it lmao, I just refuse to accept a happy love song is my favorite and not a sad angsty one. Hope you enjoy, leave feedback if you love it or hate it (if you hated it so much you reported it for hate speech LET ME KNOw idk). Love you babes have a great day!

*initials are song lyrics*

***

“She said, I was seven and you were nine. I looked at you like the stars that shined in the sky, the pretty lights.”

My family had just moved into the house next door to the Hughes’. In true neighborly fashion we were invited over to their house for dinner, it was that night that I met my best friend, Luke Hughes. It was also the night I met the love of my life, Jack Hughes.

“These are my sons. Quinn and Luke. Quinn is eleven and Luke is seven. I have another son, but he is currently being picked up from practice by my husband, his name is Jack and he is nine.” Ellen introduced them to my family before my mom did the same.

“This is my daughter Y/n, and she is seven.”

“Oh wonderful! Her and Luke can be friends, he’s had some trouble making–”

“-MOM!”

I remember hanging out with Luke for another hour until our mothers called for dinner. Soon after we sat down at the table we heard the front door open.

“That must be Jim with Jack.” Ellen said before getting up to greet them, “Boys these are our new neighbors, that’s Y/m/n, Y/d/n, and their daughter Y/n.”

Jim and my father immediately began talking about hockey and the move. I on the other hand hadn’t taken my eyes off Jack since he had walked in, he was the cutest thing seven year old me had ever seen.

“And our daddies used to joke about the two of us, growing up and falling in love, and our mama’s smiled and rolled their eyes.”

It was the Hughes brother’s mission to teach me how to skate. I had expressed interest in figure skating so as a welcome to the neighborhood they gifted me figure skates, not hockey skates like they had wanted too, and personal skating lessons.

“JACK STOP SHOWING OFF TO Y/N” Jim yelled from the bench our parents were sitting on, my dad began laughing in response while our mother’s rolled their eyes at their chirps towards the middle Hughes.

“Yeah Jack, stop showing off to my best friend,” Luke said, pushing Jack and skating up to me and wrapping me up in his arms. “-my Y/n.” Luke poked his tongue out at his big brother, his other big brother laughing at the interaction.

Jack’s face was like mine, blushing and embarrassed.

“It’s okay Jack, I like when you show off.”

“Ew Y/n, stop crushing on my brother!” Quinn screamed, Luke agreeing by shaking me in his arms.

“Oh goodness.” My mom muttered under her breath. “Boys go back to teaching her how to skate, that’s what we’re here for.”

“Take me back to the house in the backyard tree. Said you’d beat me up, you were bigger than me, you never did, you never did.”

“Oh I’m sorry sweetie but Luke isn’t here right now, I’ll tell him you stopped by when he gets home.”

It was now two years later, I was nine and had begun figure skating shortly after that day the boys taught me the skating basics.

“Okay, thank you Mrs.Hughes.” I turned around to walk back to my house when I saw Jack exiting his friend's car.

“Hi Jack!”

“Hey Y/n, what’s up?”

“I came over to see if Luke could go skating, but he isn’t here right now.”

“Do you wanna go skating with me?” His offer shocked me, this would be the first time the two of us would be hanging out just the two of us.

“Are you sure? I’m gonna be practicing my routine the whole time, Luke usually is there to spot me.”

“Yeah, let’s go. We’ll walk to the rink.”

***

The outdoor rink was never busy so it was just me and Jack on the ice.

My routine wasn’t hard, I was only nine. Just some turns, a few jumps, mainly just me skating around the rink to prove that I could not slip and fall when on the ice. Jack was still there to help me, because I did fall.

“This is so boring, how often does Luke come out here and do this with you.”

“A couple times a week, afterwards he teaches me how to play hockey, so I can help him with what he needs in the future.”

“Oh…that’s nice.”

“Do you want to scrimmage after this? As a thank you for helping me out?”

“Sure.”

***

“I’m better than you Jack.” I had scored on him twice now, he was probably losing on purpose but that doesn’t mean I don’t get to rub it in his face.

“I’ll beat you up if you tell anyone about this.” Jack threatened while taking my skates off for me.

***

“Hey kids, how was the rink?” Ellen asked as me and Jack walked into his house, seeing the rest of the Hughes family sitting around the dining room table. I immediately took off towards the seat next to Luke, my seat, to hug my best friend who I hadn’t seen since yesterday.

“It was great, I beat Jack in a scrimmage.” I smirked over at the boy, seeing him smiling at me, guess he wasn’t actually gonna beat me up.

“Take me back when our world was one block wide. I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried. Just two kids, you and I.”

Once a week I would meet up with Jack at the outdoor rink, we would spend thirty minutes practicing my routine or any tricks I saw that seemed cool, or the occasional one Jack had seen, but never told me how he saw it, and he wanted me to try it and another thirty minutes practicing drills that Jack’s coach had told them to do and scrimmaging.

It had begun snowing, pretty badly, while we were out one day, years after we first started practicing together, now twelve and fourteen. We texted our parents asking if any of them could pick us up. My dad was gonna come once he was done at the store.

“So what do you want to do while we wait? I don’t feel like skating anymore.” I asked Jack, putting my regular shoes back on.

“We can play truth or dare.” He suggests, still on the ice.

“Are you gonna skate around the whole time?” I laughed when he made a face saying “duh”.

“Truth or dare Y/n?”

“Truth”

“Who is your favorite Hughes?”

“Luke, obviously.” I laughed, but Jack didn’t. “Um okay, Jack truth or dare?”

“Dare”

I don’t know what the hell came over me, “I dare you to kiss me.” I just asked my best friend's brother to kiss me.

“Is this gonna be your first kiss?” I couldn’t tell if that answer was a yes or a no, making me even more scared of what was to come.

“No.”

“Who was your first kiss?

“Luke.” It was true, Luke and I kissed during a game spin the bottle in the 3rd grade, making each other our first kisses.

“Of course he was.” Jack grumbled under his breath, I almost didn’t hear it since he was skating in small circles in the middle of the rink and I was sitting on the bench near the entrance.

“You know you never did your dare… if you don’t want to kiss me it’s fine we can just move–” “No! I do want to kiss you.” Jack said, blush spreading across his cheeks as he skated towards me. I stood up once he met me at the entrance, the blush on my cheeks matching his.

It was basically a staring contest, who was gonna actually do it. Jack lost the contest, moving in and closing his eyes, his lips were met by my hand.

“NEVERMIND!”

“Well I was sixteen when suddenly, I wasn’t that little girl you used to see, but your eyes still shined like pretty lights.”

This was the first time I was visiting the Hughes family since they moved two years ago, and lots had changed. Luke and I never drifted though, we were still as close as we were when our bedroom windows faced each other and we would use the tree branches to sneak into each other's rooms.

Luke picked me up from the airport, wanting to show off his new car, making me roll my eyes when he told me his real intentions.

“Didn’t want to pick me up because you miss me, your bestest friend in the whole wide world, you just wanted to show off the car you got?”

“Yup, also I didn’t want Jack picking you up. He kept offering, it was weird, I don’t trust him with you.”

The comment on Jack made me blush, the only thing running through my mind was seeing Jack now.

“Jack wanted to pick me up?”

“Yeah, why? OH NO, nope nope nope, you know this, brothers and teammates are–”

“Off limits, I know that Lu…”

“Brothers especially, Jack isn’t someone you want to get involved with. He has been insufferable lately, new girl every week.”

***

“Mrs.Hughes I missed you so much!” I had finally made it back to the Hughes’ lake house, Luke forcing me to go on a tour of the city he had been living in before finally making the drive over to where we would be staying for the summer.

“Oh Y/n I missed you too, and it’s Ellen! You’re the child I always wanted, don’t call me Mrs.Hughes anymore.” I laughed at her statement, before a voice that I had been nervous to hear began speaking.

“Seriously mom? You could’ve just said the daughter you always wanted.”

“Well then I would’ve been lying, you boys need to take some lessons on how to be more like Y/n, in all aspects of life.” She said pointing the tv remote at Jack, “-Well what are you waiting for? Say hello to Y/n, you haven’t seen her in years.”

Jack and Quinn quickly came up to me, giving me hugs and asking about what I had been up to lately.

“Y/n let’s go outside!” Luke called from upstairs, “Come up and change into your swimsuit too”

I quickly ran upstairs and into the room me and Luke would be sharing.

“I can’t believe your parents are letting us stay in the same room.” I said after exiting the bathroom in my bikini.

“Yea how do they know we aren’t gonna do stuff” Luke said, shortly after we both busted out laughing at the idea of that happening.

*** Me and Luke stayed outside tanning for about an hour before Ellen called out for us to come join everyone else for dinner.

“Wow Y/n, looking nice. You really grew up.” Jack said as I sat across from him, the words making me blush because I knew he wasn’t actually saying I grew up.

“Ew gross, mom tell Jack to never talk to Y/n again” Luke said, pushing Jack's head to get his eyes off me, my blush only growing redder.

“Our daddies used to joke about the two of us, they never believed we’d really fall in love, and our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes.”

Summer was going great, we were all getting ready to leave for the 2019 NHL draft where Jack was projected to go first overall.

“I’m nervous and need to talk to someone that isn’t related to me.” Jack said, barging into me and Luke’s room. I only had a bathing suit on so I quickly tried to grab a blanket to cover myself. “-Seriously, don’t cover yourself up.”

“What do you want to talk about Jack?” I urged him to get to the point.

“What if I don’t get drafted? What if I don’t go first overall? What if I go somewhere I don’t like, or somewhere I end up hating?” Jack was visibly shaking, my brain telling me to answer him in all seriousness and not poking fun at his vulnerable state.

“Jack, first of all if you weren’t going to get drafted they wouldn’t have invited you. Also who cares if you go first or not? All that matters is that you are going to do what you love for the rest of your life and get paid good money for it. If you hate the place you're going to, you need to figure out how to make it a place you love. You control how things have an impact on you. You can decide right now if you’re gonna be all pissy at just the thought of not going first overall, or you can revel in the joy of being called the projected first pick, because you have been called that since before Quinn’s draft.” I told him, reaching over to give his hand a squeeze.

Jack looked up at me, I was expecting a thank you at minimum but instead his lips connected to mine. My eyes shot open and my entire body froze, including my lips. After a few moments I could feel Jack sigh and pull away, that’s when my soul entered my body again. I grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him into a kiss, he reciprocated quickly.

I don’t know how long we were kissing, I wasn’t aware of Ellen’s presence at the door as she came by to ask Jack to empty the dishwasher. She quickly, and quietly walked off to go find Jim.

“Jim, they're kissing! Jack and Y/n!”

“I told you they were gonna end up together, he’s liked her since he met her.”

Ellen rolled her eyes, “Well Y/n has too.”

“Take me back to the creek beds we turned up, two am riding in your truck, and all I need is you next to me.”

Jack and I began a secret summer fling, sneaking off to hang out or make out, just trying our best to keep it from Luke more than anyone else.

As I layed in bed, trying my best to ignore Luke’s snoring, I got a text message.

From: Hughes #2

Wyd

To: Hughes #2

Trying not to smother Luke with my pillow pet…why?

From: Hughes #2

Damn death by a lilly the ladybug that’s tough

From: Hughes #2

You wanna go for a drive?

To: Hughes #2

Aww you remember my pillows name

To: Hughes #2

And yes give me like five minutes.

I found myself trying to pry Luke’s arms off of me without waking him up, it was a workout. Five minutes ended up being fifteen, Luke couldn’t sleep without holding onto something so I had to put lilly in my place.

“What took so long? I was starting to think you actually killed Luke.” Jack asked once I got into his car.

“Luke wouldn’t let go of me, like seriously I have bruises forming from how hard he was grabbing onto me.” I laughed looking at the marks already starting to form. “So where are you taking me Hughes?”

***

He took me to the local lookout spot, although it was dark out it was still a very beautiful sight. I pulled my phone out to take a picture of the view from where me and Jack were sitting in his trunk. I flipped the camera around and took a picture of my head resting on Jack’s chest, you couldn’t tell that it was him in the photo. However in the polaroid I took of us you could see him smiling into the camera, and the one where he is kissing my cheek and jokingly grabbing my chest. Once they were fully developed I stuck them in my wallet, taking one more polaroid of the view, dating and captioning them all with “late night adventures with jack <3” I wanted to write boyfriend, but I didn’t know what we were exactly. One the back of the picture of the view I wrote,

“Went on a drive with Jack today, he took me to this lookout (which is beautiful btw definitely come back in the daytime) and the whole time I wanted to kiss him, and he kissed me A LOT like a lot, but after we kissed each time I kept wanting to ask what the hell we were doing, he was about to leave for the NHL, I was going into junior year of high school in another country, and I want him to be my boyfriend, my first boyfriend, he’s been my first for so many things already. I just don’t know what we are, and I’m scared I will end up broken.”

“Y/n you ready?” Jack yelled from the driver's seat. I quickly nodded and hopped out of the trunk and into the passenger seat. “What were you doing?” I blushed when I told him that I was writing.

“Well can I see?”

“NO.” I yelled, I had spilled my guts and feelings about him on there. “Sorry, I just don’t let others see my polaroid writings, they’re basically my diary.”

***

I arrived back into the room at around four am, seeing Luke sleeping. I sighed in relief and layed down in bed.

“Where were you?” Luke’s voice made me scream, he scared the shit out of me.

“Jesus Luke you scared the shit out of me.”

“Where were you?” He sat up and turned on his lamp. “And why are you wearing Jack’s sweatshirt?” My eyes widened realizing I hadn’t returned it before we went our separate ways.

“Oh umm…” My voice was shaking, so were my hands, I think my forehead even started sweating. I am a horrible liar, especially when it comes to my best friend who knows me better than anything. “I couldn’t sleep and I ran into Jack while getting some water, got cold while we were talking and he offered me his sweatshirt.” I tried my hardest to seem convincing, hoping that the fact that it was four in the morning on a Thursday would make him a bit more gullible.

“Alright.” He said turning his lamp off and laying back down. “But I’m serious Y/n, Jack is absolutely off limits.”

“Take me back to the time we had our very first fight. The slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight, you stayed outside till the morning light.”

“I think we should tell Luke about us.” Jack told me the second his car was put in park at the drive in theater.

“Jack, are you insane? Luke would kill you, and me.”

“No he wouldn’t.”

“How would you react if your best friend told you they had this weird situation going on with your brother?”

“Weird situation?” Jack asked in an accusatory tone.

“Jack, we never really sat down and talked about what we were, you cannot get upset with me for defining our relationship as a situation.”

“Well then be my girlfriend.”

“Ok.”

“Fine.”

“A few years had gone and come around. We were sitting at our favorite spot in town, and you looked at me, got down on one knee.”

“Jack, why are we at the old ice rink?”

It was seven years later, I was twenty three and Jack was twenty five. We had been going strong for those seven years, a few fights, a couple long distance issues, and one horrible break that lasted eight months, but we got through it. After I finished high school I moved to New Jersey to attend university in New York. I lived in New York while I was going to NYU, but it was around half an hour from campus to Jack and Luke’s apartment.

The morning after Jack and I became official we told Luke, who didn’t take the news well, but overtime he realized that it was either he pulled his head out of his ass and learned to accept our relationship or he wasn’t involved in our lives anymore.

“The first time we ever spent time together was right here. Y/n this is where I fell in love with you, seven year old you who didn’t know how to skate, twelve year old you who dared me to kiss you but ran away once I was actually doing it, thirteen year old you who won first place in a skating competition and immediately had your mom drive you here because you knew I would be here practicing. Y/n this is where I decided that all I wanted in life was you, if I had to pick between you and anything else in the world, I would pick you. This is where I am going to ask you to spend the rest of your life with me.” Jack let out a deep breath before pulling a box out of his pocket and getting down on one knee. “Y/n, would you make the happiest, luckiest guy in the world and marry me?”

“Yes! Yes I will!” I yelled, doing hops on my skates in excitement.

“You gotta stay still babe, I can’t get the ring on you.”

“Take me back to the time where we walked down the aisle. Our whole town came and our mama’s cried. You said I do, and I did too.”

“I remember when we first officially became boyfriend and girlfriend. We were actually fighting, and when I asked Y/n to be my girlfriend she just said “okay” so I replied with “fine” and she did the same thing in return. Even after confirming our relationship we were still fighting so we sat very awkwardly in my car until the movie we were watching at the drive-in ended and we were able to go back to the house.” The crowd began chuckling at Jack’s vows, he was going on a trip down the memory lane of our love. “We had one horrible fight, Y/n had just informed me she was gonna be living in New York while she went to school and not in New Jersey, I refused to pull my head out of my ass and we ended up taking a break for eight months, those eight months were the worst months of my life. I went crazy without you, ask Luke and Nico, after one day without you I decided I never wanted to go a single minute without you by my side. So I went out the morning after our fight and bought our engagement rings. Now I didn’t propose for another five years but I had been planning on it since that day. I am so lucky to have you Y/n, and to be able to call you my wife is all I could ever want in my life.”

Tears flooded my eyes as I began reading my vows. “The day I met the Hughes family I knew two things, that Luke was going to be the biggest pain in my ass for the rest of my life–” A laugh roared through the crowd as my man of honor nudged my back in annoyance. “-and that Jack Hughes was the love of my life. I’ve loved you ever since I met you Jack, no other man, other than my father, has meant as much to me as you do. I am beyond grateful that I get to start a life with you, I cannot wait to call you my husband, my baby daddy, my lover, my everything. I love you Jack.”

“I do.”

“Take me home where we met so many years before. We’ll rock our babies on that very front porch. After all this time, you and I.”

“Alexia Hughes, stop that! Put your sister down!”

Years later Jack and I had retired back to Toronto, living in the house I grew up in with a family of our own. Two girls, both of them taking after me and doing figure skating, much to Jack’s dismay.

“We gotta have another one, a boy this time. I have too much hockey equipment that I need to hand down to my son.”

“So that’s the only reason you wanna have a son? So you can stop hoarding your old equipment?” I asked, looking at him from where we were sitting on our back porch, our daughters jumping on the trampoline a few feet away.

“That is one reason, but also because you just look so sexy pregnant babe, and I need a Jack jr.”

“We are not naming our son Jack jr.” I deadpanned.

“Well when the time comes we’ll discuss names.”

“So in about seven months?” I laughed as Jack dropped his phone in his hand.

“WHAT? Are you pregnant? Babe don’t play with me, is it a boy?”

“Yes Jack I’m pregnant, I found out last week. Two months in, I don't know the gender yet but we can find out at the next appointment.” I said, laughing as my husband wrapped me up in a hug.

“I’m calling right now, we’re finding out the gender tomorrow. My fathers intuition is telling me it’s a boy.” Jack said, picking his phone up and calling our doctor’s office.

It was a boy.

“I’ll be eighty seven, you’ll be eighty nine. I’ll still look at you like the stars that shine in the sky. Oh my my my.”

Note: Gross fluff. Gross happiness. SOMEONE GIVE ME ANGST, my next ten fics have to be angst to make it up to myself. Love y’all babes, have a great day <3 !!!

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anthem of the heart

(jake kiszka x reader) 18+

summary: you and your best friend move into a new apartment after college, wanting a fresh start in nashville. however, you come to find that your neighbors are musicians. very loud musicians who like to keep you up at night. especially one, who likes to bother you on purpose. you would hate him… if he wasn’t so hot.

warnings for overall series: eventual SMUT!!!, angst, mentions of past abuse (not jake), abuse (not jake), mentions of past sexual assault (not jake), sexual assault (not jake), enemies to lovers, cursing, let me know if I missed any. (i’m still making this series up as I go along so it might change)

warnings for this chapter: SMUT, unprotected p in v (WRAP IT UP), oral (f rec), praise kink, mentions of cellulite and stretch mark insecurity, kissing, cursing, let me know if I missed any!

author’s note: heyyyy! sorry for the long wait on these chapters! I wanted to post them at the same time so y’all weren’t left on a cliffhanger lol. thank you so much for the love on this series! let me know if you would like to be added to the tag list! as always, please feel free to give me feedback, requests, comments, etc. enjoy!!!

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Chapter Seven:

jake kissed you feverishly. he had one hand on your waist and one on the back of your neck, pulling you close.

you could barely breathe. the buildup to this moment felt unbearable and now you needed to release it.

he let his hands roam, both finding your ass and squeezing roughly. he tapped your thighs, asking you to jump.

you did, wrapping your legs around his waist. you couldn’t pretend you didn’t feel him on your pussy, hard and long. it made your mouth water. walking blindly, he carried you to his bed and laid you down.

taking a break between kisses he managed, “you have to tell me if it’s too much. I don’t know if i’ll be able to stop myself.”

you nodded, pulling him close again.

he resisted, “no. I need words. come on, baby, use your words.”

it’s a good thing you weren’t standing. him calling you baby left your legs without feeling and your core pulsing.

“yes. I want it. please.” you choked out.

he grinned and climbed on top of you.

you kissed for so long that your lips were sore and red. still, every time he pulled away for a moment you wanted more. you couldn’t get enough of him.

you sat up and pulled up at the bottom of his shirt. he took it off in a swift motion, revealing his tan and toned chest.

your only thought was yes please.

feeling it was only fair, you took off yours too. because you were in bed only an hour and a half ago, you had no bra underneath. this didn’t occur to you until the cold air hit your nipples, hardening them. you leant back on your elbows, allowing him to take in the view.

his eyes locked on your breasts, mouth open in awe. he looked at you, asking permission. you nodded and he leaned towards them. he kissed one messily and massaged the other with his hand. you moaned loudly, the sensation taking over your mind.

he smiled at your reaction and trailed his kisses lower to reach the top of your pants. he inched them down and off, leaving you in your thong.

he breathed heavily, looking you up and down. you squirmed, needing more of him.

“do you even realize how gorgeous you are? goddamn.”

his words sent fireworks to your heart. you had stretch marks and cellulite; you didn’t necessarily think those parts of you were pretty at all. but you could tell his words were full of honesty, his voice passionate and sincere.

he couldn’t take it anymore, grasping your lace panties and dragging them down. you were left bare for him, cool air contrasting your warm mound. he took just a second to whisper, “fuck, so beautiful. wet just for me”, before he spread your legs and put them on his shoulders, burying his face in your pussy.

you gasped loudly and moaned. this was gonna take you down. “jake, please”, you begged.

it was strange, he was just as good as in your dream. the way he lapped at your folds and focused on your clit was making you see stars. he was taking care of you so good, letting you feel his tongue everywhere.

you grasped his hair, pulling lightly to show how good he was making you feel. he moaned into your pussy, making you quiver from the vibration. on of his hands met yours in his hair and encouraged you to pull more, while the other reached up to play with your nipple.

you were getting seriously close, your moans and gasps getting louder. the thread was so close to snapping, your legs started to close around his head.

he moved his hands to your knees, prying them apart and splaying you open for him to eat.

you lost it.

your high washed over you, feeling like warmth and fireworks. he kept going until you were shaking and pulling his head away to run from the overstimulation.

he sat up on his knees, wiping his mouth and smirking.

“you tasted better than I ever could’ve imagined.”

he climbed back over you, kissing you roughly. your hands wandered his body and you found your fingers running underneath his sweats’ waistband. he sighed in your mouth when you finally grabbed him. he was more long than thick, but you knew it would destroy you.

he tugged his bottoms down, releasing his dick. he lined himself up to your entrance but stopped.

“are you ok? fuck, please tell me if I can keep going.”

you nodded, “I need all of you. right now.”

he smiled, keeping eye contact as he pushed the tip of him inside. you gasped, already feeling incredible.

“so fucking tight, baby.” your pussy was weeping for more of him, trying to make him fit. he pushed more, “all the way in. fuck, yes.” his head fell back in ecstasy as he bottomed out inside you.

you were amazed by him. his size made you ache for more; to be completely demolished by him.

jake started moving slowly, in and out. slowly at first but then quickly losing control, grabbing your hips, and speeding up.

“you’ve been driving me fucking crazy ever since you moved in”, he admitted. “you’re so fucking perfect and I couldn’t stand you living right next to me. so close but so unattainable.”

he groaned as you squeezed around him, his words spurring you on.

“me too”, you whined. “you’re so goddamn aggravating, so cocky-“, you moaned as he pummeled deeper.

“cocky, huh?”, he teased. “I am very good with my cock.”

you tried your best to roll your eyes and give him attitude, but he was really living up to his words.

“you don’t believe me? let’s see, where’s that spot…” he slowed down his thrusts, aiming carefully.

you gasped loudly as he hit the most sensitive spot inside you.

he found it so easily.

“oh yeah, there it is. fuck, there we go, baby. feel me there.”

he was whispering dirty things, trying to hold on as long as he could. you, on the other hand, were crumbling by the second. he hit your spot over and over, faster and faster.

“please please please”, you panted, eyes shut tightly.

“come on, be my good girl and cum on my dick.”

your high hit you like a ton of bricks.

it felt like electricity, bolts of lightning striking you both. you shook, riding the wave of pleasure, your pussy gripping him like a vice. jake groaned, thrusts getting faster and sloppier.

“yes, that’s my good girl. so fucking good.” he panted, chasing his own high.

he came inside you, shuddering.

you were both fucked out, minds fuzzy and tired.

he pulled out after a minute of catching his breath, leaving towards the bathroom. before you even realized, he was back with a warm and damp cloth. he cleaned you up, then himself, then threw the rag in a laundry hamper.

jake climbed back into bed and you turned to face him. he smiled softly, his hand finding your face again, tracing it softly, and brushing your hair out of the way.

“so”, he began, “good girl, huh?”

you giggled and hid your face in his shoulder.

he returned the laughter and continued, “hey, don’t worry, baby. it’s hot.”

“you’re hot”, he added after a few beats.

you scoffed and smiled, turning over so your back was towards him. “shut up, I was just starting to come around to you.”

he pulled you in and spooned you, “well, after making you come twice, i’d say i’m off to a strong start.”

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you slept in jake’s arms the rest of the night.

your phone woke you up, ringing on his nightstand. it was too early. you reached over and grabbed it, yawning. after pressing answer, you brought it up to your ear and said in a groggy voice, “hello?”

“hello! my name is lisa and i’m calling from Create Marketing Agency to invite you to an interview today. will 2 pm work?”

you jumped up, CMA?! your dream place to work in nashville? your first choice? they want to interview you today at 2?

“oh- yes ma’am, that sounds great to me.”

“amazing. we look forward to seeing you then. goodbye.” she hung up right before you squealed with joy.

this was the best. morning. ever.

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hell yes.

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