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TWTHH Spinoff: Little Touch of Heaven [2]

Pairing: physician!Yunho x herbalist!reader

AU: historical au (Joseon era)

Word Count: 8.1k

Summary: Dedicating his life to his work, Yunho had never bothered to entertain the idea of settling down. Despite encountering many charming women throughout his career, none had sparked his desire for companionship. But everything shifted when he met a certain herbalist whose medicinal knowledge seemed to surpass even his own. What began as mere intrigue might have gradually developed into affection.

Part 1 | Main Story | Spinoff Masterlist

"Yep, you definitely have a crush on her," Jongho's voice startled the physician as he appeared soundlessly by the entrance of the House of Lotus just as Yunho finished recounting what happened to the general. His wife listened patiently beside him, her smile knowing.

"What—hey! Have you been eavesdropping this entire time? That's rude. This is a private and confidential conversation between the couple and myself," the doctor stammered, feeling embarrassed beyond belief. He couldn't believe he had been foolish enough to think this could actually stay between him and Lady Park. At this point, the whole estate was going to find out.

"You seem oddly defensive, Physician Jung. That just further proves you are flustered and that you do indeed like Miss Ryu. Besides, I don't see anything private and confidential about that story. Sounds more like your desperate attempt to save face," the assistant retorted in his usual clever tone as he entered the room, having received a nod of approval from his master.

Yunho let out a defeated sigh, realising that while he might stand a chance at winning an argument with Hongjoong, the same couldn't be said for Jongho. The assistant could be merciless and would stop at nothing to have the last word. Glaring at the younger man, he muttered, "Yes, yes. Just you wait until your turn comes. I'd like to see how cool you are when you meet the girl of your dreams."

"Don't worry, that'll never happen," Jongho answered, his tone smug.

With a shake of his head, Seonghwa straightened up, "He's right, Yunho. Even the blind can tell you have a crush. But what is it, Jongho? Did something come up?"

The assistant nodded, "Yes, Royal Secretary Choi is here with the latest reports and minutes of the past week's assemblies. He's waiting for you in the study, unless you'd like me to bring him here too."

Choking on his tea, the doctor stared up at him, bewildered, "And why the hell would you do that? It's enough that you two already know about this, now you want the royal secretary to hear about it too?"

At that, the general and his wife burst into giggles. Finally satisfied and deciding not to tease the poor guy any further, Seonghwa pushed himself off his seat, "Have a little mercy on him, gosh," he said, turning to his wife and pressing a kiss onto her head, "You ladies continue. I'll see you later, my love."

"This is how you repay me for treating your wife," Yunho grumbled.

Pausing at the entrance of the room, the general softened and turned around, "You know, it's nice to see this side of you. This Miss Ryu must be pretty amazing to make you like this, I approve of her already. Make sure you invite us to the wedding," he said before leaving with Jongho.

"W-wedding? I don't even think she likes me at all. If anything, she probably hates me after what happened," the physician sighed.

Lady Park smiled reassuringly, a hand stroking her baby bump as she spoke, "I disagree. She did agree to teach you about herbs, tried to save you from your fall, and was even kind enough to bring you a change of clothes when she could have left you be."

"So, you think she likes me back?" His eyes brightened with hope.

She considered her words carefully before responding, "Hmm, not necessarily."

His disappointment was palpable as he slumped slightly, "My lady, please don't confuse me further."

With a gentle chuckle, the mistress clarified, "What I mean is that she probably does not hate you at all. Sure, you were a little clumsy around her, but that's not nearly enough to make her hate you. There's a chance she might grow to like you back. Don't be too dejected, Yunho; there's still hope."

God, I sure hope so.

Meanwhile, your parents hadn't stopped talking about the physician since that day. Your father eagerly handed over one of his many spare outfits kept at the store for emergencies, finally putting it to good use after Yunho's fall left his clothes soaked. You recalled trying your hardest to keep a straight face as the tall man emerged in your father's hanbok, which was slightly too short for him, ending above his ankles and making him look rather ridiculous.

"Right, well, I still have much left to do today. I don't think I'll be able to finish in time if I have to teach you. Perhaps you should come back another day, Physician Jung."

That wasn't a lie.

It wasn't that you were angry with him or anything; you could tell he was remorseful with his endless apologies. You could imagine the embarrassment he was feeling, and you didn't really blame him, but you genuinely wanted to finish up with your Sophora root harvesting, which you had obviously failed to even begin thanks to him. So you would really appreciate it if he could come back some other time for his session.

"Of course, Miss Ryu. Again, I'm so sorry—"

You lifted a hand to stop him with a shake of your head, "It's fine. Now if you'll excuse me, I really have no time to talk."

It had been a few days since then.

According to your father, Yunho had left somewhat dejectedly after purchasing a good amount of those Chinese herbs you'd recommended for Lady Park. You supposed that meant they were effective, and you were just glad you had been able to help.

"Sunshine, you must have been too blunt. You'll scare him away like that, and you shouldn't because he's such a good guy. For all we know, this could be the start of something great," your mother said as she handed you a bowl of congee for breakfast.

You rolled your eyes in response, "Oh my god, mother. You've been saying that for the past few days. I heard you the first time."

Just as you were about to start eating, she smacked you on the arm, scolding, "Then why won't you reflect on yourself and change? You really want to give me high blood pressure, don't you?"

"Ow!" you rubbed your arm, pouting at her, "What do you want me to do? It's not my fault he hasn't shown up yet. Besides, if that was all it took to scare him away, then maybe he's not the one," you said before making a face when you realised what you'd just said, "More importantly, nothing is going on between us. He's only coming to learn more about herbs and improve as a medical practitioner. Seems to me like you and father are making a fuss out of nothing."

Your father sighed as he took a seat across from you, "Listen, sunshine. I can tell he likes you. It was evident in his behaviour that day. He's usually so composed, but he seemed genuinely flustered."

After hastily finishing the congee, you chuckled and set your bowl down, "Come on, father. You've only ever been in one relationship. Since when are you an expert in this department?" you teased before growing serious and wiping your mouth clean.

"And for the last time, my dearest father and mother, the two people I love most in the world, can you please respect my wishes? I won't be able to continue seeing Physician Jung if you keep making things weird like this. I've made my stance on marriage very clear. I'm not interested, and I still am not. I've finally found a friend who shares my passion for herbs, and I want to keep things that way. Please don't make me regret it."

As you spoke those honest words, a stunned silence filled the room. Your parents exchanged glances, their expressions shifting from surprise to realisation. They had always admired your patience, your selflessness, and your unwavering dedication to your family. But in their pursuit of what they thought was best for you, they had overlooked your desires and feelings.

Your father's eyes softened, and he reached out to gently squeeze your hand, "Sunshine, we never meant to make you feel uncomfortable or pressured. We only wanted what we thought was best for you, but we see now that we may have been misguided."

Your mother nodded, her voice trembling with emotion, "You've always been so selfless. We should have listened to your wishes instead of imposing our own desires onto you. We're truly sorry."

Seeing the genuine remorse in their eyes, your heart softened. While you understood their actions were driven by good intentions, they may not have realised that their approach inadvertently caused you more distress than anything. You were just relieved they were willing to listen to you and acknowledge their mistake.

"It's okay, father, mother," you said softly, giving their hands a reassuring squeeze, "I know you only want what's best for me. Let's learn from this and move forward together."

"Here goes nothing," Yunho muttered under his breath as the apothecary came into view. This would be his first appearance since the embarrassing last impression he had left, and he was determined to salvage it. Holding his breath, he stepped into the store, expecting to see Mr. Ryu alone at his counter as usual. However, he was surprised to find you dressed more formally than usual, appearing to be preparing to go somewhere.

Upon hearing his entrance, you turned to face him with a raised brow, "Oh, you're here. I'm sorry, but I won't be able to teach you today. Our foreign medicine supplier has arrived, and I have to go to the ship dock to collect our latest batch of orders."

The physician felt like he could finally breathe again, relieved by your casual reaction to his presence. Perhaps Lady Park was right; you weren't angry with him nor did you hate him. Smiling, he reassured you, "Oh, it's alright. I understand. I can come back another day. Are you going with Mr. Ryu then? Will the shop be closing?"

You shook your head, "Oh no, not at all. It's just me. My father remains here, and business will go on as usual. He's at the back of the store; he'll be here soon if you wish to speak with him."

She's going alone? To the dock?

"I... uh, I'm just wondering, is it really safe for you to go alone? Places like that are often crowded with men. And how will you manage to carry all those supplies by yourself?" he asked, his worry evident.

With a smirk, you replied, "Are you underestimating me, Physician Jung? Do you truly believe it's my first time handling this? I appreciate your concern, but I assure you, I'll manage just fine."

Right on cue, your father emerged from the back of the store, "Ah, you've come, Physician Jung! Are you here for another session with my daughter? She may have already mentioned her plans for today, but perhaps you could accompany her."

Before Yunho could respond, you firmly shook your head, "There's no need for that, father. I'm certain he's a very busy man and probably has better things to do than accompany me to the dock."

The physician quickly interjected, "No, I don't. That's why I'm here today. I don't mind going with you. It could be a valuable experience, and I might learn something from it too," he reasoned.

You sighed, not oblivious to the knowing grin your father was sending the taller man. With a roll of your eyes, you motioned for him to follow, "Suit yourself. Come along then, there's no time to waste."

As the two of you set out towards the ship dock in town, his tall frame loomed beside you, serving the fantastic purpose of shielding you from the glaring sun. Breaking the silence, you ventured, "So, I'm assuming the Codonopsis roots and Colla Corii Asini were effective in helping Lady Park feel better? Since you got more on your last visit."

He beamed, nodding in agreement, "Oh, yes! They really were. I was planning to tell you about it on my last visit, but, well, you know..." He trailed off, trying to move past the incident before continuing, "But yes, they did wonders. Her morning sickness and fatigue improved immensely soon after taking only the first batch. If we continue to administer this, she should be able to get through the first three months with ease. And I... I couldn't have done it without you. Thank you so much, Miss Ryu."

You smiled, feeling a warmth spread in your heart at the knowledge that your expertise had been put to good use, that you had been of help. Moments like these made you feel as though all the hard work you had put into studying had paid off; the sense of accomplishment was truly remarkable. With a nonchalant shrug, you responded earnestly, "Just doing my job."

Becoming increasingly intrigued by the conversation about medicine, he eagerly delved further, "I've been pondering it, and I'm still astounded by your depth of knowledge, even in foreign herbs. Frankly, I believe you surpass some senior experts in the field. It may be impertinent of me to ask, but... what's your secret?"

With a soft laugh, you shook your head, "Sometimes, there are aspects that textbooks and conventional lessons fail to impart. That's why hands-on experience is crucial. There's no secret to my knowledge; I simply allow my curiosity to guide me and take the initiative to delve deeper beyond the fundamentals. You'll see firsthand in just a moment. Perhaps it's good you came."

Just when he thought his admiration for you had reached its peak, you consistently proved him wrong. Beyond your shared passion for medicinal knowledge, there was an intangible quality that distinguished you from other women he had met. You exuded confidence in yourself, not in a brash manner, nor did you conform to the typical feminine archetype attempting to win his favour. Instead, you were authentically yourself. Every action you took reflected your unique personality, which he found irresistibly appealing.

Where have you been all this while?

He couldn't fathom that you had been so close yet remained unknown to him for all these years. As a devoted patron of your father's apothecary, he had frequented the establishment without ever realising that you were nearby, just behind the store's walls. He couldn't be more grateful to fate for allowing him to finally cross paths with you.

"Woah, watch your step!" Your warning snapped him out of his thoughts as you pulled him close, narrowly avoiding a hole in the uneven road. You slapped him on the arm and said, "Please pay attention to where you're going. The roads here won't be as well-paved as the ones in the city, since we're now on the outskirts. Come on and stay close; we're almost there."

With a chuckle, he rubbed his arm and playfully saluted, "Yes, ma'am." He couldn't believe you had slapped him so casually; no one had ever done that. His heart fluttered at the interaction, realising that's what he liked so much about you. Since day one, you have been unpretentious. Around you, he felt comfortable enough to be himself again. There was no need to uphold the image of the perfect physician everyone knew him to be. He could be silly, clumsy, a mess, and you'd never make him feel bad about it.

As you arrived at the ship dock, Yunho's sense of wonder was palpable. The place bustled with activity, just as he had anticipated, mostly with men who appeared to be merchants conducting exchanges or, like yourself, collecting orders directly from suppliers. He made sure to stay close to you, feeling reassured when you took hold of his wrist to guide him through the crowd towards your destination.

"First time here?" you smirked, noting his slightly overwhelmed expression, to which he nodded hesitantly, "Y-yes."

You snickered, "Figures. Just stick with me, and you'll be fine."

He nervously bit his lip, "Yeah, I'm not going anywhere without you. Don't worry."

"See that ship right at the end?" you asked, pointing towards one of the largest vessels in the area as you both approached it. He nodded in acknowledgement.

"That's our supplier, kind of a family business," you explained, "The Guo family from China has been in this trade for years. They're known to grow their own herbs and supply them all over the region."

You smirked as the familiar face of Madam Guo came into view, "And there's the lady boss who handles customers while the boss checks the stocks. Don't worry, she's actually the owner's wife, so you won't embarrass yourself like you did before again," you teased, playfully reminding him of his previous mistake, which flustered him.

"Oh my god, it was one mistake—"

A new voice chimed in as you both reached the ship, "Ah, my dearest Miss Ryu!" The woman exclaimed with a thick Chinese accent as she stepped forward to embrace you. You chuckled, returning the hug, "It's lovely to see you again, Madam Guo."

"And who might this handsome young man be? Finally got yourself a chaperone, I see," Madam Guo asked, her playful tone evident as she wiggled her brows.

You scoffed in disbelief, "Him, a chaperone? More like the other way around. But anyway, he's a friend, or perhaps an apprentice, whichever works. He's a physician here to learn more about herbs."

Did she just call me her friend...?

"Y-yes, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Madam Guo. My name is Jung Yunho, and I'm a physician just as Miss Ryu said," he greeted, bowing respectfully, doing everything to remain composed and hide the fact that he was dying on the inside.

The middle-aged woman grinned knowingly, "Nice to meet you too, Physician Jung. But is that really all you are? What a shame, you two would make a cute couple."

While he sputtered like a fool, you snorted and gestured for her to focus, "Please, let's get down to business."

"Of course, sweetie. Follow me," she said, throwing a teasing wink at Yunho before wrapping an arm around you and leading you towards the bags of supplies lined up in front of the ship, "So, how are your parents doing, Miss Ryu?" As you engaged with the woman, the doctor couldn't shake her words from his mind. 'A cute couple' — he liked that idea more than he cared to admit. If only it could come true, he wouldn't mind being mistaken for a couple with you.

The bond between you and Yunho strengthened significantly after your eventful joint excursion to the ship dock. He proved to be quite helpful, offering to carry the supplies you had collected.

However, it was an incident during your return to the apothecary that truly changed your perception of him. As you passed by an injured man involved in a carriage accident, his demeanour shifted instantly. With remarkable professionalism, he attended to the wounded man, showcasing his expertise and skill. It was a side of him you hadn't seen before, and in that moment, you couldn't help but feel a newfound admiration for him.

For the first time, he embodied the charismatic and excellent Physician Jung who was widely praised by the townspeople. You finally understood why he had earned such acclaim for his expertise.

While you had grown confident enough to consider him a good friend, the doctor, on the other hand, was grappling with his feelings for you. After each session, he would return to the general's estate seeking advice from the mistress on the best approach to pursue you without being too forward. Despite his desire to openly court you, he wanted to ensure that your feelings were mutual before making any moves, fearing he might scare you away.

Following Lady Park's suggestion, he opted for a more gradual approach, using the opportunity to learn about herbs as a means to get to know you better, and vice versa. By taking things slowly, he hoped to foster mutual feelings between you.

As he prepared to enjoy his lunch break at his clinic, he couldn't help but smile at the thought of spending the evening with you. Tonight's session held particular significance as you would be teaching him how to harvest specific nighttime herbs for optimal quality. It promised to be a new and exciting experience, and he was just happy about the opportunity to share it with you.

"What's got you smiling like a creep?"

Just like that, the sound of an annoyingly familiar voice sliced through the doctor's pleasant mood like a knife, abruptly snapping him out of his reverie. His smile vanished as soon as he locked eyes with the dressmaker. With an exasperated sigh and a roll of his eyes, he responded, "What do you want, Kim Hongjoong?"

Yunho held his breath momentarily, his mind racing with anxious thoughts. What if Seonghwa had betrayed him and told his friend everything about Miss Ryu? What if Hongjoong was here to tease him after finding out? Oh god, his life would be over—

But to his surprise, the older man's expression was one of genuine distress as he took a seat across from the physician, "Look, ugh... I never thought I'd say this, but I need your help. Can you lend me an ear? I'm... well, I'm in a bit of a situation."

What started as a brief lunchtime conversation stretched into half a day, with the dressmaker pouring out his heart about his latest client, the enigmatic Miss Baek, whom he clearly harboured feelings for. By the end of their exchange, though a bit flustered that Hongjoong had caught wind of his recent visits to Ryu's Apothecary and your presence there, he was simply relieved to have managed to extricate himself from the conversation in time to close up shop. But one thing was certain; any fleeting relief Yunho felt at the general's discretion evaporated instantly.

Of course, Seonghwa told him everything.

Relieved to see the dressmaker finally departing from his clinic, the physician wasted no time in packing up his belongings and closing the shop. If only Hongjoong hadn't taken up so much of his time with his endless chatter, Yunho would have already been on his way to the apothecary. He cursed the talkative man for being so long-winded; he had worked hard to gain your trust, and he didn't want to jeopardise it again due to tardiness.

"Ugh, I hope that Miss Baek continues to give him a hard time. If I end up late because of him, he's going to pay," the doctor grumbled to himself as he hurried out of his clinic and towards your store. While part of him knew you wouldn't mind him being slightly late, he didn't want you to be okay with it. He wanted to be a man of his word, to be someone you could trust.

Arriving promptly, Yunho found Mr. Ryu in the midst of closing up. The elderly man's face lit up at the sight of the taller man, "Ah, Physician Jung, right on time! She's in the back, as usual, waiting for you. Now, it'll be late by the time you two finish up. I'm trusting you to escort her home after your session, is that alright?"

Yunho straightened up and bowed respectfully, "Of course, Mr. Ryu! Don't worry, I'll ensure she gets home safely."

"Very well then, I'm leaving her in your hands," the apothecary said with a teasing wink, "You've got this."

Feeling a flush of warmth in his cheeks, Yunho waved your father goodbye, understanding the elderly man's implication. It wasn't a secret that your parents wished for you to settle down, and they had made it clear on more than one occasion that the doctor had their approval. The only remaining factor was you and your feelings.

"Oh hey, there you are," you greeted warmly from your usual spot amidst the plantation, a natural smile gracing your features as you met his gaze. It was a smile that stirred something in his heart, though he kept that to himself, "Before you come over, could you please grab me a pair of harvesting scissors and the herb stripper?"

"Yes, ma'am," he replied with a salute, already accustomed to your directives. By now, he was familiar with most of the tools on your rack. Over the past few sessions, he had made an effort to acquaint himself with the intricacies of your work, determined to be helpful even as he continued to learn. Besides, he wanted you to know that you could rely on him, and that he could shoulder some of your burdens. He wanted you to see him the way he saw you.

"Thank you," you murmured, taking the tools from him and feeling him settle beside you. Your hands immediately got to work, launching into an automatic lecture tone as your focus zeroed in on the four moon garden herbs you would be harvesting tonight: the White Coneflower, the Lavender, the Culinary Sage, and the Silver Queen.

"Beautiful," he whispered, his gaze fixed on your side profile illuminated by the moonlight and the surrounding lamps instead of the herbs. It was the first time he had seen you in this soft, dim light, and you looked truly ethereal, the atmosphere lending an intimate and romantic feel to the moment.

Oblivious to his stare, you smiled in response, "They are exquisite, aren't they? Sometimes it pains me to have to harvest them. But they serve a greater purpose than just sitting here and looking pretty."

"Well, I believe that's what adds to their beauty, wouldn't you agree? The fact that they serve a purpose beyond mere aesthetics," he remarked, subtly hinting at his admiration for your depth and substance. To him, you were more than just a pretty face, and he found that incredibly appealing.

Noticing a stray strand of hair framing your face, he instinctively reached out to tuck it behind your ear. You tensed at his touch, turning to meet his gaze, and in that moment, he realised what he had just done. Clearing his throat nervously, he stammered, "I-I was just trying to help. It looked like it was bothering you."

You nodded, trying to mask the fluttering sensation in your chest at his gesture. He was probably just being polite, you reasoned with yourself, but you couldn't deny the allure of his presence in the soft glow of the moonlight. Quickly refocusing on your task, you blinked and responded, "Oh, umm... thank you. I appreciate it."

The tension in the air was palpable as you finished the remainder of tonight's session, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken words and newfound awareness. It was as if a shift had occurred, leaving you both acutely conscious of each other's presence in a way that hadn't been there before.

As you locked up the apothecary for the night, the physician turned to you with a casual invitation, "Would you like to grab something to eat before heading home?" You paused, considering the offer. Your parents were likely done with dinner by now, so joining him wouldn't be a bad idea. With a nod, you replied, "Sure, let's go."

Despite his calm demeanour, a sense of anticipation fluttered in his chest as you walked side by side, his mind buzzing with excitement, "Come on, I know a stall that sells amazing black bean noodles," he suggested, leading the way with a smile.

Moments later, you were both seated at the stall, eagerly devouring the delicious noodles. With wide eyes, you exclaimed, "Oh my gosh, you weren't lying. This really is amazing." He chuckled at your enthusiasm before reaching over to wipe a stray noodle from the corner of your lips with his thumb, "You eat like a child, you know that?" he teased gently.

Your heart skipped a beat at his touch, and you couldn't help but feel a warmth spreading through you at his words. Despite your unladylike eating habits, he didn't seem to mind. At that moment, you found yourself imagining what it would be like to be with someone like him, and surprisingly, it didn't seem so bad at all. In fact, it felt quite nice to imagine being by his side — Jung Yunho.

Just when the physician felt confident about the progress between the two of you, just as he was considering broaching the topic of a potential courtship, an unexpected turn of events threw everything off course. An argument erupted during one of your recent sessions, escalating into a silent standoff that led to his prolonged absence.

It all began innocently enough, during one of your routine sessions. Feeling more at ease around you, he summoned the courage to ask, "I was wondering... do you know of any herbs that could heal or remove scars permanently?" Your response was a curious look, prompting him to elaborate, "I've been searching for solutions to fully eliminate Lady Park's scars for a while now, but to no avail. I've sought advice from others, but no one seems to have a solution. Given your extensive knowledge, I thought you might be aware of any foreign herbs that could help."

After pondering for a moment, you nodded slowly, "Actually, yes. There's a herb called the Gotu Kola. It's renowned for treating various conditions, particularly wounds and skin issues. There have been rare cases of it being used to heal scars." His hope surged until you added, "But... it's native to India and Indonesia, and there haven't been any imports of this herb so far."

"Oh... I see," he sighed dejectedly, his shoulders slumping.

Disheartened by his disappointment when he left your father's apothecary, you became determined to find a solution. After diligent inquiries among experts, you finally unearthed a crucial piece of information: the herb was indeed present in Joseon, though in limited quantities and not widely known.

"Really? The herb is here in Joseon? Where?" Yunho's spirits lifted upon hearing your update. However, all hope plummeted when you disclosed its location, "Apparently, an Indian traveller planted some on specific parts of the Naksan mountain some years ago. It thrives in the well-drained soil, moist position, and full sun exposure."

"The Naksan mountain...? Then it's practically inaccessible," he murmured, his earlier enthusiasm extinguished once more. You furrowed your brow, "What do you mean? Of course, it's possible. We could embark on a journey to find it ourselves. Where there's a will, there's a way."

He massaged his temples, "Do you have any idea how perilous trekking a mountain can be? We're not seasoned adventurers. We might not even survive the trek to the plant, let alone make it back in one piece. If it were so simple, don't you think someone would have already ventured there to harvest it and capitalise on it? There must be a reason it's not readily available here, don't you think?"

"Forget it, just... forget I asked," he implored.

But you persisted, adamant in your determination. You went out of your way to conduct thorough research, pinpoint the exact location of the herb and gather information on all the necessary essentials for the journey. Excitedly, you broached the topic once more, only to be met with a less-than-favourable response. Yunho sighed, squeezing his eyes shut, "Please, Miss Ryu, let's just drop it."

Frustrated by his reluctance, you erupted, "If you're a coward, just admit it. You sought a solution, and I've offered one. How can you give up so easily without even trying?"

"A coward...? Is fear the only thing you hear from me after everything I've said?" he retorted incredulously.

"Well, is it not?!" you challenged.

He scoffed, "Please, don't be stupid. You're not thinking clearly, and I don't see the point in arguing further. I've made my decision. We're not doing this, and that's final. It's just not feasible."

And since then, there had been no sight or sound of him. According to your father, he would drop by only for medication, never staying to see you. It had been a week since then, and if he thought his silent treatment would deter you, he was sorely mistaken. It only fueled your determination.

I'll prove you wrong, Jung Yunho.

Using the week to make all necessary preparations, you informed your parents that you would be venturing out to gather herbs. It was technically true, though you omitted certain details to avoid a lecture. You understood that they would worry, believing it to be dangerous, especially if you were going alone. However, you had always been independent, confident in your ability to handle things on your own.

You couldn't wait to see the look on the doctor's face as you presented him with the herb, the look on his face as you called him a coward, and even more so, the look on his face when he realised just how wrong he had been and how right you were.

As you began your journey, optimism fueled your steps. Everything unfolded smoothly, just as you had envisioned. With a trusty map in hand, you followed the right path, guided by determination. Kind passersby, fellow travellers or herb pickers like yourself, helped point you in the right direction when needed. All seemed well until the distant rumble of thunder and flashes of lightning pierced the air, causing your stomach to sink. But refusing to let it deter you, you pressed on toward your destination.

Goddamnit, not now please!

In your haste, you brushed against branches, tearing your hanbok fabric and leaving tiny cuts on your skin. At times like this, you couldn't help but think about the physician. Perhaps you missed having that gentle giant by your side. Pushing aside such thoughts, you focused on the task at hand. Despite the drizzle, you persevered and were determined to reach your goal.

Nearing the spot marked on the map, you muttered to yourself, "Come on, it should be around here somewhere." Scanning the surroundings for the distinct plant with fan-shaped green leaves and delicate flowers. But as the sky darkened and the rain intensified, it became increasingly difficult to see. Frustration bubbled up as you searched, muttering curses under your breath.

"Shit, shit, shit, where is it?"

In a moment of distraction, you failed to notice a sizable rock in your path, resulting in a twisted ankle and a painful fall. With a cry, you landed on the ground, scratching your palms as you shield your face. As you struggled to rise, the realisation of your predicament set in. Your ankle throbbed, swelling with each passing moment.

Oh god, how am I going to get out of here?

Desperate and defeated, you leaned against a rock, tears streaming down your face. Regret washed over you as you cursed your decision to go on this journey alone. Maybe Yunho had been right; perhaps you should have listened to him. Now, stranded and injured, you felt foolish and vulnerable. But as you looked around for something that could help you walk, a glimmer of hope emerged as you spotted a patch of what appeared to be Gotu Kola.

With trembling hands, you retrieved the rough sketch you had brought along, confirming your discovery with wide-eyed astonishment, "Oh my god, I finally found you," you whispered, a surge of determination rising within you once more.

Meanwhile, Yunho entered the apothecary with a heavy heart, closing his umbrella as he stepped into the shop to collect his usual batch of medicine for Lady Park. His concern deepened when he saw your father pacing anxiously, "Is everything alright, Mr. Ryu?" he inquired, furrowing his brows.

The elderly man looked up, relief flooding his features at the doctor's presence, "Oh, Physician Jung! Look, I'm not sure what's going on between you and my daughter, but please, you have to help find her!" he pleaded, his voice trembling with worry.

Yunho's heart squeezed uncomfortably at the urgency in the apothecary's voice, "Wh-what? What do you mean? Where did she go?" he asked, his own anxiety mounting.

Your father began to ramble, explaining that you had mentioned going out to pick herbs earlier in the day but hadn't specified a location, "She's been gone for more than half a day now, and it's raining heavily. I'm worried sick about her. What if something's happened?" he fretted.

The doctor's breath caught in his throat at the revelation. He could hazard a guess as to where you might have gone, but he needed confirmation, "I... I might have a clue where she went, but I need to check. Can I please see her work desk?" he requested urgently.

"Yes, of course. Anything to help you find her," Mr. Ryu agreed with a nod, desperation evident in his eyes.

Approaching your desk, Yunho wasted no time searching through your notes, where you meticulously recorded every discovery. His heart skipped a beat when he reached the final page, where a rough sketch of Naksan mountain with a red X marked a specific area, accompanied by the words 'Gotu Kola' scrawled above it.

Oh my god, I cannot believe this woman.

Shocked and alarmed, the physician knew he had to find you, and fast. The thought of anything happening to you filled him with dread. He couldn't bear the idea of something befalling you, especially since your actions were spurred by his own request. If only he hadn't broached the topic of finding a remedy for scars. If only he hadn't spoken to you so harshly. He couldn't shake the feeling that this was all his fault.

"I'll find her, Mr. Ryu. I promise, I'll make this right," he assured your father before setting out, clutching your notebook in his hands and carrying a bag of essentials the elderly man had helped pack. Braving the harsh wind and rain, he made his way toward you.

In the meantime, you huddled under the protective canopy of a tree, knees drawn close to your chest, feeling utterly helpless. Despite succeeding in gathering as much Gotu Kola as possible, you were still stranded atop the mountain. The rain showed no signs of relenting, and your sprained ankle made descent impossible. As you sat there, feeling the cold seep into your bones, you could only pray that someone would pass by and notice you in your predicament.

As time dragged on, your hopes of being discovered began to wane. Despite the rain lightening, the darkening evening sky brought a fresh wave of anxiety, your heart pounding in your chest. No one was going to find you now. Would you even survive the night on the mountain? You shivered uncontrollably in your wet clothes, your untreated ankle throbbing with pain, and wounds scattered across your body. It seemed unlikely you would make it.

Damn, I wish that idiot was here...

Oddly, amidst the despair, your thoughts turned to the physician. If only he were here with you, perhaps the situation wouldn't feel so distressful. With hooded eyes, you stared blankly ahead, silently wishing for him to miraculously appear before you.

You furrowed your brows as a figure approached, the sound of your name echoing through the rain-soaked air. The voice was unmistakable, and you snorted in disbelief. Could it really be Jung Yunho? But as he knelt before you, his hands gripping your shoulders, his concern felt all too real.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice urgent.

You blinked several times, reaching out tentatively to touch his cheek. To your astonishment, he was solid, undeniably present. Tears welled up in your eyes as you broke into sobs, throwing your arms around his neck and holding him close, "Oh my god, I can't believe you're actually here," you whispered through your tears, "I guess you aren't such a coward after all."

He sighed in relief, returning your embrace and stroking your head gently, "No, I am. I am a coward because I was so afraid, so scared of... of losing you," he confessed, his voice strained with emotion. As he pulled back slightly to look at you, his expression was filled with worry, "Please don't ever scare me like that again. I told you it was dangerous. Look at you," he scolded gently.

"I can't believe you ventured all this way alone. I thought you were smarter than this, but I guess even smart people can be idiots sometimes." The doctor in him immediately began assessing all of your injuries, retrieving a bandage from his bag. With careful hands, he secured your sprained ankle to support it and prevent further swelling and bruising. Once he finished, he pulled out an extra layer of cloth from the bag your father had packed and wrapped you snugly in it, ensuring you stayed warm for the time being.

You scoffed, defiance flashing in your eyes despite the fluttering of your heart at his earlier words and his caring actions, "Say what you want, but I have no regrets because I found it..." you said, holding up the bag full of the Gotu Kola herb, "The only regret I have is not knowing it would rain. Otherwise, I would have made it just fine."

He was momentarily speechless before a small laugh escaped him as he shook his head, "As much as I love how determined you are, it frustrates me sometimes."

"You do? Love how determined I am...?" you echoed shyly, feeling a blush creeping onto your cheeks, or maybe it was a fever.

He smiled warmly, gently cupping your cheek, "I do. But as much as I'd love to confess my feelings to you right now, we really need to get out of here. We'll have plenty of time to talk when we're safe. Now, come on, hop on my back." Turning around and gesturing toward his back, he offered you a way out of the predicament and perhaps, into a new beginning... with him.

Somewhere along the way, you lost consciousness on Yunho's back. Trying to maintain composure, he carefully navigated the descent from the mountain. Fortunately, upon reaching the bottom, kind townspeople offered a ride back to your home on their cart. He held you close throughout, hoping to provide warmth with his body heat, knowing the fever was taking its toll.

He found it hard to believe he had actually climbed a mountain to rescue someone. Normally, such feats were beyond his capabilities. But the mere thought of you in danger propelled him forward. If only you knew the power you had over him, driving him to extraordinary lengths.

Upon arrival, your parents swiftly attended to you, guiding the physician to your room where he diligently treated your wounds. Drifting in and out of consciousness, you found solace in the familiar surroundings of your room as your mother changed your wet clothes. Spotting Yunho beside you once more, tending to your injuries, you caught his gaze. He smiled and leaned down to kiss your forehead, whispering, "It's okay, you're safe now. Rest, sweetheart."

And you did, your heart finally at ease.

The following days passed in a blur as he visited you daily to check on your recovery. Today was no different, and upon his arrival, you recognised the familiar scent of the tonic he brought. It was the standard blend of herbs used to revitalise patients with colds. As he attempted to feed you, you protested, "I can do it myself."

Yunho clicked his tongue, moving the spoon out of your reach, "Just be good and let me take care of you," he urged gently.

Your heart skipped a beat, and you relented, allowing him to feed you. Swallowing the bitter medicine with a wince, you remarked, "You've already been taking good care of me for the past few days. Don't you have a clinic to run, Physician Jung?"

He chuckled, wiping the corner of your lips with his thumb, "Are you worried about me?"

Blushing, you looked away while he continued, "Don't worry, I have a substitute physician for whenever I'm not around. Besides, how can I focus on work there if I'm busy worrying about you?"

Turning back to him, you bit your lip nervously, "So, about that confession you were talking about..."

With a grin, the physician set down the bowl on the table beside your bed before reaching for your hand, "I've been waiting for you to ask for some time now. It's probably no surprise, but I... I have feelings for you."

As you squeezed his hand, he continued, "I'm not sure when it all started, but perhaps I might have liked you since our first meeting. Despite usually being composed, seeing you just threw me off. Truthfully, I've never given the idea of settling down a thought. All my life, I've been married to my work. Sure, I've met countless women who tried to appeal to me, but I've never been swayed."

Gently intertwining your fingers, he added, "Just when I thought I never would, you came along and changed everything. Initially, I thought it might have been your extensive medicinal knowledge that intrigued me, but now I realise it's much more than that. I've been waiting to be sure you liked me back before making my move, but then..."

Tears welled up in his eyes as he confessed, "God, you have no idea how much I regret putting you in danger. I should have spoken to you instead of avoiding you. When I found out you were gone, I felt like my life was over... I wouldn't have forgiven myself if anything were to happen to you," his voice cracked with emotion.

"I'm here now, you saved me," you reassured, gently cupping his face and turning it towards you, tears clouding your own vision.

He sighed, leaning into your touch, "You are, and I need you to know that I care deeply about you. I want to be the one to protect you, to be the one you can rely on, and to be there for you. Most of all, I want... to be loved by you. Will you let me be the one?"

"If not you, then who else?" you teased.

The atmosphere instantly lifted, and your smile illuminated his mood. "You'll be my only one, Yunho," you whispered, closing your eyes as he leaned in to capture your lips with his. Pulling back slightly, he murmured against your lips, "And you'll be mine."

Your father jumped with excitement outside your room, while your mother's joyous tears flowed as she eavesdropped. Finally, their hopes and dreams were becoming reality. They had worried you wouldn't give Yunho a chance after declaring your disinterest in marriage. They were relieved to see you letting him in. With a smack on your father's arm, your mother scolded him, "Alright, now that's settled, get back to work." Despite the playful reprimand, your father left happily, a smile adorning his face.

As weeks passed and your routine continued, with sessions held every few days, the significant change was evident – the physician was now more than just a friend. Stepping into the apothecary, he greeted, "I'm here, Mr. Ryu!" The elderly man grinned, waving back, "You might as well call me father already, Yunho-yah," he joked.

He blushed, bowing before hurrying to the back to tell you what your father had said, "Sweetheart, you won't believe what your father just said to me..." he began, trailing off as he realised you weren't there.

"Sweetheart...? Where are you—"

His words were interrupted by a mischievous "Boo!" from behind, startling him. In his surprise, he yelped and stumbled over his own feet, falling backwards. You reached out to help, but he grabbed your arm, causing both of you to tumble down together. As you landed on him, laughter erupted, reminiscent of the first time it happened.

"You cheeky thing," he murmured, leaning in for a kiss. When you pulled back sooner than expected, he let out a small whine, "Wait, what did my father say to you?"

"I'll tell you if you kiss me again, pretty please," he teased, a smirk spreading across your face, "Only because you asked so nicely," you replied with a chuckle.

Just as you leaned in to kiss him again, your father's voice interrupted from the entrance, "Hey sunshine, is the latest batch of ginseng ready yet— oh. Gosh, don't mind me, kids!"

As the elderly man hastily left, you buried your face in the doctor's chest, feeling embarrassed by the interruption. It seemed this was something you'd both have to get used to - the occasional interruption in your private moments. Yet, when you looked up and saw Yunho grinning, you realised he didn't mind. Like you, he was simply happy to be part of your little family.

You once thought it impossible to find someone like your father—someone patient enough to love you despite your unladylike habits, borderline stubborn nature, and no-nonsense attitude, someone who could accept you and all your flaws wholeheartedly—only to realise he had been here all along.

You were right, mother; he's the one.

You won't believe how many times I went over this. I'm not entirely happy with it even though I've managed to put in everything I had in mind. Maybe I'm overthinking it, but I sincerely hope this was decent!

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This thought just came to my head and I couldn’t help but giggle.

Imagine Chris invites Leon over to watch football on Sundays, and have a bomb ass barbecue of course; like all dads do on the weekends. But you didn’t really mind, it meant the kids would get off your back for a few hours and you could gossip with Chris’s wife.

The two of them would totally be standing by the grill, bud lights in their hands as they watched the TV outside on the patio, yelling at the players like they could hear them.

They’d hit that signature dad pose. Legs slightly spread apart, standing, arms crossed, you know which one I’m talking about.

Also they’d literally compliment each other on their barbecue and stuff. They’d spend hours just trying to smoke a brisket or something, having the typical bro talk while doing it.

- Anon! 🎀

(Chris looks like a Giants fan. No I will not be elaborating further.)

Literally can't decide which apron Chris would be wearing so here's all the options

With the middle one he'd definitely pat his wife's ass every time she walked by. She'd just stop and stare for a second and he'd point to the apron. She'd just nod and keep walking, use to his bullshit by now.

The wives would be talking about bitchy moms at the PTA as the kids play on the Redfield's giant playset. (Like think about a McDonald's play place and old chuck e. cheese playgrounds together. Just minus the child vomit and mildew smell). They're drinking wine, talking among themselves when they overhear their husbands talking.

"She's a beauty! Doesn't throw fits. Let's me do whatever I need to and I don't even need to put in much effort." You two life your heads, listening to Chris until Leon speaks up.

"Where'd you find her?"

"Street corner!" Chris's wife stands up, about to walk over until Leon's wife grabs her arm and forces her back in the seat.

"Some guy was moving and selling the old girl so I scooped her up and brought her home."

He's talking about the fucking grill...

Chris's wife sighs in relief. Feeling her heart return to her body as she chugs the rest of her wine. She was fully ready to knock some sense into that man...

Eventually Lulu walks over and wants to help her dad cook. He'd grab her little apron and make her stand by the side of the grill on a chair and hand his cheese slices for the burgers. Her apron:

To which Leon looks at Violet and asks her why she doesn't help him grill at home while she's getting one of the barrel juices from the kids cooler.

"You gonna pay me daddy?" He's stunned for a second and stares at her.

"What? Why would I pay you?"

"I was told to never do a job for a man who didn't pay me what I deserved."

"Who told you that?"

"Mommy." Leon looks up at his wife who's sipping her wine. Daring him to say a word. He just ruffles Violets he hair up.

"Good advice. Go play." His wife nods, going back to her conversation while Violet runs off.

I'd imagine the game would be a massive deal to the both of them. Like it's their teams against each other and they have a bet going. The game goes into overtime and eventually Leon's team wins and he's so excited he goes to cheer but sees his two girls are out like a light inside the living room of the house so he just tries keeping in his excitement so the kids can sleep until they finish packing up to go home.

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I Told You So

Pairing: Tech x F!Reader

Summary: After a mission goes wrong, Tech realizes that you are more precious to him than he originally thought, and though he is upset that you didn’t listen to him, he is more upset that he nearly lost you. And he intends to finally do something about it.

Warnings: This is very much 18+ Minors do not interact! Slight canon typical violence and mentions of injuries in whatever plot this has, smut; oral - f receiving, unprotected p in v (wrap it before you tap it!!), porn with feelings, possessive Tech, slight praise kink? language

Notes: I don’t know where this came from, it has been a minute since I’ve written anything remotely spicy let alone an actual smut fic. But please let me know what you think!

Word Count: 5.5k

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Edit: Thank you all for the likes and reblogs!! I hope you enjoyed it 💚

"It is unwise for any of us to go out on our own, we should be working in teams of two." Tech pointed out as you were gearing up for your mission. You were to locate and rescue a Republic senator who had been imprisoned by the Separatists and bring them back to Coruscant.

"There's an odd number, we can't go in teams of two." You pointed out. "I can handle myself, I don't want to divide your squad."

Ever since you had teamed up with Clone Force 99, you had gotten to know them well, but you still felt like an outsider. In some ways, you were, but you never really felt like one of the team. It wasn't uncommon for you to be the odd one out for teamwork, and to you, this was no different.

In truth, you had always hoped to be partnered with Tech when you were given the briefing, but his talents were more complementary with one of his brothers. Ever since you met him, you were drawn to him, his brains, his demeanor, the way he lit up when speaking about something that interested him which ended up being nearly everything. He was handsome and skilled, and he welcomed you into the squad immediately, over the following months, you began developing feelings for him.

It never hindered your performance on missions, not only because you were never paired up with him, but you were good at compartmentalizing your feelings from your work. You wanted to get closer to him, but there never seemed to be a good time, and even if there was, you just didn't know how to bridge the gap.

"You can join Crosshair and myself, it will be safe for you." He suggested.

"We'll cover more ground in three groups. I'll be fine, I doubt there are even going to be any platoons that far out."

Tech shrugged, "Suit yourself. I will send you the coordinates for our rendezvous point. Keep your comm on."

You nodded and left the Marauder with your equipment.

You had no idea that this mission would be more dangerous than many you had encountered, but Tech knew, he always did.

As you approached the outskirts of the village, you saw a clear path straight through to the compound where you suspected the senator was held. It seemed a little too good to be true, there should have been droids out here, not full platoons, but someone keeping watch.

You drew your blaster to be safe, and crept onward, keeping an eye out for anything out of place. You could hear chatter over the comms of the others checking in with each other, and then you heard Tech say your name.

“All clear. As I said.”

Tech didn’t reply and you lowered the volume on your comm, still keeping it on, but not wanting to draw attention to yourself.

You had made it about halfway through the clearing when you saw blaster fire strike about ten paces to your left. You looked up, trying to see where it came from when you saw a platoon of B1s headed your way.

“Easy work.” You mumbled to yourself, aiming your blaster forward, shooting them as they neared you.

It was easy work at first, but there didn’t seem to be an end to them. When you’d shoot one, two more would appear, and before you could even disable a squadron of them, a tank appeared over the horizon.

“Kriff.” You said.

You considered calling for backup, but your pride couldn’t handle Tech telling you that he told you so, so instead you took a grenade out of your pack and threw it toward the platoon. It didn’t seem to damage the tank, but it at least got rid of the marching battle droids.

If you had raised your comm to ask for help, you would have heard Hunter say that the target was secure, and call for everyone to return to the ship, but you were the only one who didn’t check in.

“Tech, Crosshair, you two go find her. Wrecker and I will bring the senator back to the ship.” Hunter told them.

They left their post and headed to your last known location.

“Why didn’t she just join our team?” Crosshair finally asked.

“I did suggest it, but due to her stubborn nature, she was certain she would be fine on her own.” Tech’s tone indicated his annoyance. He wanted to be as annoyed as he sounded, but more than anything he was worried.

He liked having you around, you were always willing to listen to him prattle on about whatever topic was on his mind. You were kind, you treated him and his brothers well. The idea that you could be taken from them had never crossed his mind until now. Unlike you, he had no idea of the way he felt about you. He had rarely had feelings for anyone before, he didn’t know how it was supposed to feel. All he knew was that he didn’t want to sit through a briefing without you, or ramble on about some useless topic without you intently listening, and he didn’t want your last conversation to be the last conversation. He didn’t want to be right about this one thing.

When they saw the explosion in the distance, he began to fear he was right.

The tank fired toward you, it missed its mark and you were able to avoid a direct hit, but the explosion was just a little too close. You were sent flying back from the shock wave, and you could hear buzzing in your ear before everything went black.

If you hadn't gone out on your own, someone could have been looking out for you. Tech could have been looking out for you, just as he insisted upon.

But instead, you were so certain you could handle yourself that you had gotten yourself in trouble.

You woke up in your bunk, bandaged and sore, but still alive. You didn’t know what happened, and you weren’t exactly eager to find out, but you knew you had to face everyone eventually.

Wrecker smiled at you when you walked into the cockpit, “Well look who’s finally awake!”

Crosshair didn’t say anything, instead looking at the back of Tech’s chair.

You heard a sigh, and then Tech turned his chair around, eyeing you up and down.

“Something you need to say?” He finally asked.

“What happened with the mission?”

Hunter spoke, “Got the senator. We’ll be arriving on Coruscant shortly.”

Had you really been asleep that long?

"I told you you should not have gone on your own." It seemed Tech was tired of the small talk.

You looked at him, unsure of what he wanted you to say. “I was just doing my part of the mission, nothing I did was out of line. I didn't know there would be that many droids on the outskirts." It was a losing argument, and one you'd rather not have in the cockpit of the Marauder in front of everyone, but Tech didn't seem interested in anything but the argument.

"Precisely. If you had gone with Crosshair and I, you would not have encountered those droids. And now you are injured because of your own mistake." He had raised his voice, something you’d never heard him do.

You flinched slightly at his words but he continued, “What happened to keeping your comm on? We were trying to reach you.”

“My comm was on!” You retorted, “Just turned it down so I wouldn’t be spotted.”

“Yes well, a lot of good that did you.” He responded sarcastically. “We might not be there to save you next time. Keep that in mind before you choose to do something so reckless.” He turned away from you, facing the front again.

Your eyebrows furrowed at the back of the chair, "I didn’t ask to be saved, in fact I’d rather be back there with the droids. Maybe then-"

Hunter cut into your argument. "That is enough, both of you."

He looked at you with his eyebrows knit together, "Go lay down, rest is going to help your injuries, arguing is not."

You opened your mouth to protest, but before you could say anything, you turned and went to your bunk.

After you were out of earshot, Hunter spoke to Tech.

"What was that about? You can't just yell at her, she got hurt, she learned her lesson already."

"As I have mentioned, she would not have-"

"Stow it. We all know what's going on between you, even if you don't. You need to figure it out before your next outburst." Hunter turned in his chair to face the front of the ship again. Tech looked on at the dancing lights of hyperspace.

Tech didn’t speak to you for the next week. The five of you were granted time off after saving the senator and you had all decided to spend it on Coruscant, but with the tension in the ship, it didn’t seem like much of a vacation.

You knew that all you had to do was apologize, but you didn’t feel like you did anything wrong.

You knew the others were getting tired of yours and Tech’s attitudes; they all knew that it was more than just the mission. They knew about your feelings for each other, and they knew how worried Tech had been as he treated your wounds and bandaged you up.

The only thing they could do was to force a resolution.

“Okay, we’ve had enough.” Hunter said loud enough for both you and Tech to hear at opposite ends of the ship. “We’re all going out. And that includes the two of you.”

He slammed down a flyer he had found for a gondola ride through the upper levels, complete with all the sights Coruscant had to offer.

“Is that really necessary?” You asked, glancing at Tech from the corner of your eye. You couldn’t think of anything less beneficial than the five of you being cramped together in a confined space you couldn’t leave.

“It isn’t a request.” Hunter informed you.

You sighed and left the ship, followed by the others, and finally Tech, and you made your way to the park where the dock was located.

The five of you slowly arrived at the front of the queue, and when it was your turn, you were shoved into a gondola along with Tech. None of the other batchers joined you, but before you thought to exit, the vessel's door had closed and you were moving.

You sat down on the bench across from Tech, still avoiding eye contact by looking out the window, arms crossed.

Tech still kept his silence. Even a week later, he was still considering Hunter's words. Was there something between him and you? He knew he didn’t want to lose you, but that was completely normal, wasn't it? And even if it wasn’t normal, that doesn’t mean whatever he felt was reciprocated. But if you did return his feelings, he knew this might be one of the only chances he had to act on it, to tell you how he felt.

When the gondola had reached nearly the top of the track, the view overlooking the Jedi temple, he sighed and finally looked at you.

"You see, I... I felt responsible for your injuries."

"You felt responsible?" You repeated after a pause. "Wasn't it my fault that I got injured? For not following your oh-so-wise plan?"

You were acting petulant, but your emotions were still running high and the confined space didn't help.

"Well yes, if you had done as I suggested, you would have been free from injury."

"Right, because you know everything."

"Crosshair and I left with zero injuries. So yes, this I know to be fact."

"Do you really have to say 'I told you so'? I'm sorry, is that what you want to hear? I'm sorry that I got hurt because I didn't l-"

You didn't have time to react before you felt Tech's lips upon yours. One hand was on the side of your face and the other was digging into your waist.

The vessel rocked slightly at his movement, causing you to grip onto the bench. Your eyes were still wide at the sudden contact, but when he didn't back away, you closed your eyes and deepened the kiss, moving your hands to place them on his chest.

He stopped to take a breath, his lips still hovering tantalizingly close over yours, breathing you in, committing your perfumed smell to memory.

You closed the gap this time when you decided he had enough time to catch his breath.

His tongue darted out and swiped across your lip, asking for access to explore. You allowed it, moaning into his mouth when you felt his tongue against yours.

In one swift movement, he sat on the bench and pulled you into his lap, resuming the kiss once you had situated yourself.

Your hands moved up, resting on his shoulders briefly before snaking your arms around the back of his neck, holding him close. You could feel his strong hands massaging your thighs before resting on your ass, testing the waters by giving it a squeeze, you bucked your hips slightly in response.

You could feel a coiling sensation in your stomach, a heat pulsing through you, and pooling out onto your panties. You wanted him, and you could feel based on his actions and the stiff bulge in his pants that he wanted you just as badly.

He broke the kiss, and moved his head back, causing you to chase after his kiss. He put a finger to your lips and smirked.

"You must be patient, the gondola ride is near the end of its course, and I still have more to say about the mission."

You frowned in protest, feeling all that heat suddenly dissipate as he gently pushed you off of him.

"Not to worry, the Marauder is nearby, no one else will be there and we can continue our conversation there, if that is what you want."

You nodded in agreement.

"I apologize, but I will need to hear an answer before I can comply."

"Yes, I want that." You said too quickly, trying and failing to not sound too desperate.

He smirked again. "Good girl. You and I still have much to discuss."

You whined slightly at his praise, then waited for the door to open as you neared the dock.

After disembarking, Tech grabbed your hand, pushing past the people exiting their respective vessels. Hunter, Wrecker, and Crosshair were nearby, but you didn't see them as Tech ushered you back toward the landing port.

"I guess they finally talked about it." Wrecker had said, staring wide-eyed after you two.

"We should probably give them some privacy so they can talk more." Hunter shook his head, smirking toward the ground.

"Just as long as they don't talk in my bunk." Crosshair said as he crossed his arms.

The door to the Marauder wooshed open, and the two of you hurried on board. Tech was back on you before it could close again.

He pushed you back into the wall, pinning you there as he kissed you. Placing hot kisses on your lips, your cheek, your jaw, your neck, anywhere he could.

"Do you realize how worried I was when I saw you?" He asked between kisses. "When I heard the explosion, when I rushed over only to find your body on the ground?"

He stopped kissing you and looked into your eyes, "I thought I lost you before you were even mine to lose."

"Tech.." You tried to move a hand from his grip to place it on his face, but he tightened his hold on it. “I’m sorry.”

“I do not want your apologies.” He told you, “I want you by my side, I want you to be safe. I…” He kissed you again, this time more roughly, eliciting a moan from you again. “I want you to be mine.”

Behind his goggles, his pupils were dilated, his eyes half-lidded.

The coiling feeling returned. Your stomach was in knots. You had never seen Tech like this before, you hadn’t seen him behave so possessively, and you wanted to see more of it.

"Then make me yours." You said, only a whisper. “I want to be yours.”

His mouth found yours again, not bothering to ask you to give his tongue space to enter but instead forcing it past your lips. His knee slotted itself between your legs, close enough to tease you, but not close enough to give you friction where you desired it most. You bucked your hips trying to find it on your own, and he smiled into the kiss.

"What do you want, mesh’la?" He asked you.

You bucked again in response. He removed one hand from yours and brought it down, pushing your hips back against the wall so you couldn't move them again.

"I told you, I need to hear your words. Tell me what you want."

"I want you. I-I need you."

"Then I should not keep you waiting."

He let go of your hip, and with the hand that was still holding yours above you, he guided you over toward the console.

"Here?" You asked.

"Well, of course." He guided your hips downward so that you were seated. "I cannot help but think about how pretty you would look while I fucked you right on the console of my ship."

You let out an involuntary moan at just his words alone.

He caressed the side of your face, and with a feather-light stroke across your jaw, he tilted your chin up to meet your gaze. Despite his words just a moment ago, he placed a gentle kiss on your lips once more, and his hand slowly traveled down your neck, over your breast, down your stomach, and rested at the hem of your shirt.

He looked into your eyes, silently asking for permission. You nodded eagerly and he pulled your shirt up over your head. He tossed it onto the seat behind him and then looked at you, admiring the newly uncovered parts of you.

"Beautiful." He whispered. Out of everything done so far, this one word was enough to make you blush, you tried to turn your head away but he stopped you.

Leaning down over you, he placed a kiss on your shoulder, then your collarbone, trailing down to your breasts, still obstructed by your bra. His lips kissed the top of one, while his hand held the other over the fabric. You reached behind your back and unclasped it, giving him access to another part of you where you wanted to feel his touch.

He tutted quietly. "I could have done that myself."

You rolled your eyes jokingly and he resumed allowing his lips to explore your skin, now alternating between kissing and sucking. And where his lips weren't, his hands were. Squeezing the flesh, thumbing over your nipple while his mouth worked on the other.

Soon, he continued his exploration, and as he neared your stomach, he lowered himself down until he was kneeling between your thighs.

His gaze was hungry as it focused on your center, his lips formed a tight line, holding his mouth closed to prevent his tongue from hanging out.

His hands were on your knees, he trailed them up your thighs, stopping at the waistband of your pants, once again looking up at you to ask your permission. You situated yourself to make it easier for him to remove them, and soon they too were discarded, thrown back toward the pilot chair. His hands were back on your thighs, prodding the soft skin, placing hot, open-mouthed kisses on each of them, sucking them enough to leave marks.

You whined, both at the sensation of him marking your legs, but also at the lack of sensation where you really wanted him to be.

He smirked up at you, and then spread your legs further apart, slowly moving his face toward your aching cunt. He could see how turned on you were, and he licked his lips before speaking.

"Stars, you appear to be soaked."

"Mmhm." Was all you could manage, all your attention was on the fact that he was inches away from giving you the friction you needed.

"Cyar'ika.." He scolded. "Words. You need something of me, what is it?"

"I... I just need you, I need your mouth, your fingers, your cock, I-I need to feel you." Your desperate words turned his gaze dark.

"Good girl, telling me everything you want," his praise caused you to squirm, trying to close your thighs just to feel friction, but he held them open.

"You enjoy it when I call you that?"

"Gods, yes." You moaned.

He hummed in response, keeping that knowledge filed away.

He finally pressed his face forward, nose rubbing against your clothed pussy. You whined in response. He dragged the tip of his nose upward, knowing exactly where you wanted to be touched, and he hooked his fingers around the waistband of your panties, relishing in your whines and pleas for him to finally take them off of you, and soon he relented, letting them join the rest of your clothes before he dove in.

He ate you like a man starved, licking you through your folds, tasting as much of you as he could.

"G-ah, fuck, Tech," you cried out, your hands reaching for his hair. The feeling of your hands gripping his hair causing him to groan.

His lips wrapped around your clit, alternating between sucking it and circling his tongue around it. He could feel you squirming at his touch and he reached one hand up, resting it on your hips, hoping to help anchor your.

With his other hand, he circled your entrance, teasing you, making you beg him to touch you before he obliged.

He slid one long finger into you as far as he could, pressing against the spongy walls, exactly where you needed to feel him.

He let go of your clit and let his tongue run up and down your folds, getting another taste of your juices.

"M-mmo-" You began to say, being cut off by the feeling of his tongue making another swipe up.

"My apologies, you will have to repeat yourself." He looked up at you, his face slick with your arousal.

"More, I need more."

He raised an eyebrow and plunged another finger into you. Your head rolled back and you cried out.

"Is that what you wanted?"

"Yes!"

Your grip tightened on his hair, pulling his face back into you. His hot breath fanned against your cunt and you sighed in contentment.

"Gods, you are a needy thing." His purred, his voice vibrated against you as he attached himself to your clit again.

He sucked on you while his fingers made scissor patterns inside you, all the while you could feel the coil start to tighten.

"I'm close-" You cried out. He didn't change anything about his rhythm. He strived to get you there, he was eager to please you after he had been so harsh toward you earlier. His tongue circled your clit and he could feel you pulsing around his fingers.

You could feel the heat growing in your stomach, your moans got louder as you got closer. He slid his fingers out, and before you could complain about the loss, you felt his tongue swiping up and down before dipping inside you. His fingers resumed drawing circles on your clit as he drank from you.

Your thighs clenched together, forcing him to stay exactly where he was, you muttered out a string of curses as the coil finally snapped and you cried his name as you came undone. He kept lapping at you until you were through.

You released your hold on his hair and he stood back up.

"You taste magnificent," He smirked, licking your arousal off his fingers before his mouth found yours again. You could taste yourself on his tongue as he leaned you back onto the console. You shuddered when you felt his stiffened cock press against you. His hands began grabbing at your breasts and your arms wrapped around his neck pulling him in.

"You are perfect." He said as he began kissing every piece of you he could. He locked onto your neck, he kissed you fervently, then gently bit down, giving you a mark that would be difficult to hide from the others, not that they didn’t already have an idea of what was going on here. But that’s what Tech wanted, he wanted to show everyone that you were his.

"Tech.." You said quietly,

"Mm?"

"I want to see you." You pushed yourself back up onto your elbows and looked into his eyes.

For a moment, just for a moment, he froze, but soon enough, his hands moved to the fastener on his pants.

"Let me do that."

He smirked and helped you off the console gently.

You worked on the buttons on his shirt first, unbuttoning them slowly, placing gentle kisses on his chest as each loose button reveals it to you.

He tilted your chin up and leaned in for a kiss, pressing against you. You could feel his stiff bulge press into you again and your hands moved faster to unbutton his shirt.

You pushed it off his shoulders when it's finally unbuttoned, and you looked at his toned chest. You knew he'd be strong but it was still a surprise to you. Your fingers danced across his torso, feeling the muscles under his smooth skin, before finally landing on the fastener of his pants.

You look up at him, just as he did for you, asking for his permission. He pressed his forehead against yours in response, you smiled and kissed his lips, then moved to undo the fastening. He helped you to slide his pants off, and he stepped out of them, kicking them off to the side.

You could see the outline of his cock much clearer against his briefs and you could feel your mouth water, you clenched your thighs together, not wanting to wait to feel it inside of you. He raised an eyebrow at you.

"You desire it so badly?" He asked you, forcing your gaze away from it and back up to him.

You nod quickly, "Yes."

He smiled then rutted his hips against you, "Then please, continue."

Your hands moved to the waistband of his briefs, he moved his lips to yours again and you returned the kiss before kissing along his jaw, then his neck. You peeled the waistband down and he hissed as his briefs grazed across his cock. They had soon joined the rest of the clothes and you looked down.

You bit your bottom lip and you started to lower yourself down but he stopped you. You gave him a confused look, and he smirked.

"There will be plenty of time for that at a later time. But for now,"

He continued by guiding you back onto the console, laying your back down and he stood between your legs with his hands on your thighs.

"Are you comfortable?" He asked.

"Yes," you assured him.

You felt his cock rub against your folds, before he positioned himself at your entrance.

"Ready?" He asked.

You bucked your hips in response and he pushed himself in without another word.

You arched your back as you felt him stretch you open, if there was any pain, it quickly turned into pleasure as he buried himself in you inch by inch.

When he was fully sheathed, he gave you a moment to adjust before he started to move. He started out slow, he made sure that you were used to the feeling of his thrusts before he picked up the pace.

"Gods, you are taking me so well, cyar'ika."

You replied with a moan. You bucked your hips to meet his pace and he smirked.

"Is there something you want?"

"Mmm p-please, go fas-faster" you answered between thrusts.

"Very well," He obliged, his hands gripped onto your thighs and he buried himself again, quickening his pace at your request. He looked at you as you took his cock, the way your back arched, how your tits bounced with each thrust, the way your face contorted in pleasure.

He tightened his grip on your thighs, you took that as a hint to wrap your legs around his waist and he moaned in response, feeling himself go even deeper inside you.

"You are so perfect, such a good girl for me." Your walls clenched around his cock at his praise.

He thrusted into you harder wanting to explore the new angle he was permitted.

“Fu-uck,” you whined.

"Is this okay?" He asked, unsure of if he was hurting you.

"Gods, yes!"

He set a brutal pace, but you bucked your hips, meeting his thrusts each time.

Tech could feel himself nearing his climax, his pace started to become slightly more erratic. He slid one hand down your thigh toward your center. He circled your clit with his thumb, intending on sending you over the edge with him.

Your walls clenched around him again at the contact. You were getting close again. Your moans grew louder as you neared the edge.

"That's it," He said, he wanted to feel you come undone again. He continued circling your clit as he thrusted into you. "Be a good girl and come for me once more, come on my cock."

Your second orgasm crashed over you without as much of a warning as the first, your legs tightened around him, he slowed his thrusts down, helping you through it, and he moaned at how your walls constricted him. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

"Wh.. Where do you want me?" He asked.

"In-inside," you said, still overcoming the last of the waves of pleasure.

He didn't ask any further questions, he buried himself as far as he could before he stilled, his cock twitching inside you as he painted your walls with hot ropes of his seed.

He moaned out your name as he finished, feeling himself soften inside of you, he pulled himself out of you and you pushed yourself up, wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing his lips, your tongue darting into his mouth.

He returned the kiss, holding you close to him, and his hands traveled across your thighs, before lifting you up from the console.

“I love you.” You told him, resting your head on his shoulder as he held you. “I think I always have, but… In case it still wasn’t obvious.”

He smiled and carried you toward the refresher, sitting you down on the counter when you arrived, giving you a chaste kiss on the lips. “Perhaps it was not obvious over the last week, but now, I would have more questions if you did not.” He smiled at you, “I love you too. But next time, if I ask you to join me on a mission instead of going off on your own, please listen to me.”

“But look where it brought us.” You replied with a smirk.

“Perhaps that is true, but for your own information, you do not need to nearly get yourself killed in order for me to fuck you. You could have just asked.”

He grabbed a towel before he quickly left to retrieve your clothes and clean off the console. Tech soon returned to you and turned the water on, helping you off the counter and guiding you to the shower where he joined you. It didn’t take long for his lips to be on you once again.

While it was your stubbornness that led you to this point in the first place, you were suddenly very eager to see what would happen on the next mission, should you and Tech finally be paired together.

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jaeminify · 1 day

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a game of tic tac toe.

synopsis ☆ mark would much rather spend his afternoon lazing around his apartment with just you in his clothes with a movie playing on in the background, but hanging out with his friends around was quite fun too.

warning/s ☆ mention of food/amount of food being eaten but it isn't specific!!

author's note ☆ hii! this is one of my second works posted onto this account and compared to my jaemin one shot, this one is much more mundane and while a little suggestive -- not so as compared to finders keepers >< please stay tuned for more works from me!! i'll do my best to put out better imagines and one shots <3 any feedback is much appreciated!

Mark can't seem to keep his hands off of you.

While that may seem like a regular occurrence, his hands are reaching out for yours more than usual, his head rests on your shoulder at least twice as more times when he's sat next to you, and when you're seated beside his close friend, he can't help (he could, he doesn't care) but pull you as close as possible even when the three of you are sat in a booth across his other friends.

"Need something, handsome?" You whisper as your eyes scan through the menu he's holding up for you.

He has one arm slung over your shoulder, holding the menu on the table for the both of you to read. It's easier for you, but the display of affection is a little surprising for you.

Discreetly, Mark leans his head down to give you a kiss. He lets his lips linger on yours one last time when he gives you a second peck, then he kisses the top of your head.

"You're so pretty today." He exhales, resting his head on your shoulder as he points to the meal he wants. "Wanna share that? Looks good."

"That's too heavy," You pout "We have dinner with your family tonight. I don't want to be rude by not ordering."

"I'll finish whatever's on your plate baby, I got you." Mark laughs but finds your concern over the tiniest of things (to him) endearingly cute. He likes that you pay attention to detail, even if it isn't so obvious to him.

"You could just sit there and they'd love you," He reassures. "I know I already do."

"Mark," You laugh. "The way you love me and the way they do is completely different."

"What's different in the way I love you?"

"Mark—"

"Okay, lovebirds! Need you two to put your hands in. We're playing tic tac toe and we need witnesses." Yuta belts, smiling innocently when Mark throws him a glare over your shoulder while you laugh at the paper they show you.

Tic Tac Toe Tournament is written at the top of their paper; you don't know where they got it from, but it's written in Jaehyun's writing so you know who was the mastermind was.

"It's gonna be Yuta versus Jaehyun first, then Jungwoo and Taeyong."

"Hey, how come I don't get to play?" Mark pays more attention this time, sitting up to accentuate his voice more. The arm that was looped over your shoulder instinctively drops lower to your waist, resting there.

"You were too busy staring at Y/N to even hear our question," Taeyong laughs, looking over at the couple with fondness in his eyes.

Even if he does teases Mark at how dense he becomes to his surroundings when you're around, he thinks you two are a good match that he adores.

"Wish you could've seen yourself. It was like cupid shot arrows in your eyes." Yuta grins.

You lean back into Mark's embrace and pinch his cheeks, not thinking too much about how his friends were with you two. You were aware that certain boys disliked affection or being coddled by their girlfriend when they were around their friends, but you were lucky because Mark never minded that. He'd even be the one to proudly ask for more hugs when you were around his friends.

Jaehyun, who had grown accustomed to your antics, shakes his head with a laugh.

"Not even cupid could compare," Jaehyun grins. "Cmon, pick a side." Jaehyun slides the paper over to you.

"I have to pick a side?"

"Have you been to a football match, Y/N?" Taeyong asks, smiling to show you his words were lighthearted. "You either sit on one side of the stadium, you can't cheer for two teams."

"Or so they say," Yuta winks at you, making Mark throw a tissue at him.

"Okay, I'll root for Yuta and Taeyong."

"Whaaat! Y/N I've known you the longest," Jaehyun whines.

"I cheered for you during your FIFA game, I can't keep cheering for one person."

"Especially when she has a boyfriend, Guys. Right here, by the way." Mark says, poking fun when he raises an arm to point at himself. "Sucks that I'm not playing, Y/N's great support."

"Her support for you would be a pity vote."

"In tic tac toe?"

"Especially in tic tac toe."

"That makes no—"

"What did I miss?" Jungwoo comes back to the booth with his phone, having left it at the theatre hall they watched their movie in previously.

"We're playing tic tac toe." Yuta says, beckoning him to hurry back into the seat so they could start playing.

"I'm against taeyong again?" Jungwoo squints his eyes, "Piece of cake. Hope you didn't bet against me Y/N."

"Not betting." You point out.

"So you voted for Taeyong?" He asked dryly.

"...Yes."

"The hell's that supposed to mean?"

"Can we start the game?" Jaehyun asks, impatiently grasping the pencil in his hand trying to pass one to Yuta.

The four boys start the game in front of you and Mark. The two of you don't really have to be paying attention much since it was a simple game, but you watched with interest when Taeyong would make side comments at Yuta placing the X's in the wrong boxes while Jaehyun drew hearts instead of O's for his turn.

In the midst of their bantering, Mark rests his chin on your shoulder and subconsciously, you place a hand on his knee to let him know in a subtle way that you're here and that you're still paying attention to him even when you tell Jungwoo to stop smudging Yuta's X's.

"I could totally win at tic tac toe." Mark mumbles just for you to hear.

You can't help but smile at how sulky he's gotten, knowing that he's only showing a straight face to not let the guys tease him. He doesn't really care if they do, he just likes sulking to you more than them.

"You could baby," You say to him, low enough only for him to hear. "I'd even cheer you on."

"I know you would, Angel." He smiles, "With how pretty you sound in bed your voice is music to me."

"Hey," your head turns sharply to face him, placing a finger up between you and his lips, Mark has to bite back a smile at how cute you are, choosing to kiss the tip of your finger before he lays his head on your shoulder again.

He pokes your side to get your attention but your focused suddenly shifts to the match between Jungwoo and Taeyong. Jaehyun wins the first round against Yuta, the latter saying he wasn't focused because he hasn't played in a while.

"How do you even lose at tic tac toe?"

"You're living it, Yuta. That's literally you."

"Shut up and start the game," Yuta groans, passing Taeyong his pencil after hearing his friend tease him.

"You sure you don't wanna change your mind, Y/N?" Jungwoo pokes fun, drawing the lines for the game to start after he scribbles down his and Taeyong's name.

You shake your head at Mark's friend, "Nope. I trust Tae, I know he'll do well."

"Wish I had that confidence," Taeyong mumbles.

"It's just tic tac toe..." Mark breathes out, shaking his head when he sees how worked up his friends are getting over one game while waiting for your dessert.

Mark tunes out the conversation, only turning his head to look over at what you guys are doing when he hears you laugh, or when you move forward that Mark doesn't feel your skin on his that makes him tune back in to what the guys are saying.

Mark almost falls asleep when he realises it's been drizzling outside, raindrops pattering softly onto the glass pane he leans on, but when he feels you move again, he turns his head again and notices the way you've now brushed your hair to rest on one side of your shoulder. The clasp of your necklace sits prettily on your neck, making Mark realise you dressed up more than usual today.

Don't get him wrong, you looked gorgeous in anything you wore (much more when you were wearing his clothes, he would debate), but what catches his eyes is the way your shirt lightly raises the more you lean forward. Granted only Mark is privy to see such exposure of your skin; let alone your back, but his mind gets the best of him and before he can stop himself, his hand reaches out to lightly graze his hand over your waist.

You jump a little at how light Mark's touch is, but you don't pull away from your argument — whatever it was about with Jaehyun — to look at Mark.

Mark's a little dazed and empty-headed when he focuses on your skin against his palm. It's not like he was looking to start anything, he loved holding you. Maybe physical touch was his love language, but he liked having you near him. You did too, but Mark enjoyed it maybe a tad bit more.

When you finally scoot back to be closer to Mark after concluding who had won this match, you rest your back against Mark's chest and he locks you close to him, the hand that had been tracing random patterns on your skin only slid to the front of your body to hug you. Mark quietly watched the next game of tic tac toe begin between Taeyong and Jaehyun.

Looks like you won both of the bets; even if no money was involved.

You laugh at something Jungwoo says and Mark feels your laughter through your body against his and soon, like most days, he's smiling against the top your head, leaving light kisses on it.

The four boys get caught up in their game, demanding another rematch, this time between Yuta and Jungwoo.

When you tell them to handle this game on their own, Mark volunteers to play the next match against Taeyong.

Although Mark would prefer a quiet day in spent with you with movies being played in the background while the both of you lazed around in your most casual attire, he couldn't lie that moments with his friends and you were just as good.

His favourite people with his person; his most adored person in his world as of right now. He wouldn't want it any other way.

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greyfics · 1 day

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even if it's handcuffed, I'm leaving here with you.

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pairing: the ghoul (cooper howard) x reader fic type: enemies to lovers, no smut, mild spice + eventual fluff slow burn meter: ◈◈◇◇◇ word count: 3.8K inspo: TPD lyric prompt list, reblogged on main reader type: assumed wastelander background, gender neutral, 'I don't need a knight to save me', assumed negative views of BoS, assumed gun for hire cw: strong language, violence, reference to fictional drugs, mild dismemberment summary: reader is a gun for hire who has gotten themselves into a bit of trouble in the form of a moderate bounty with a local segment of the brotherhood- and cooper howard knows he can get all the drugs he needs for what seems like an easy job.

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"We can do this all day, darlin'. Even if it's handcuffed, I'm leavin' here with you." you feel the pressure of a pistol barrel pressing against the base of your skull from behind, and a disgruntled, defeated sigh slips through your lips. The game is up- you're out of ammo, down to the ripper hanging from your side, and 'gun against the brain-cage' is the indisputable checkmate.

Up to this point, you'd been pretty successful in shaking off the swathes of bounty hunters and jet-scrounging raiders that'd been on your tale since you became an enemy to the brotherhood- which, nowadays, seemed to be a pretty fucking easy feat to accomplish. The rusty knights were getting a little big for their oversized, several-tonne boots- and you had never been a fan of self-asserting authorities using their power in the name of 'order', especially not when they could hardly organise their own little sectors across the expansive, sparse remains of the USA.

As good with a revolver as you are, today it seems your luck has ran out and your karma has caught up with you, because you've finally met your match in a ghoul with a face so smug you wish you at least had a chance to slap it before losing the game of cat and mouse you'd been playing for a couple days now across Junktown. Your face collides into concrete and a quick click combines with the feel of steel against your wrists, The Ghoul's threat having evolved into a promise.

You spit a ball of blood and saliva from your mouth, wrought up by the hard impact with the ground below, "Alright, you win this round you freak- I'll come with you, just get these off of me." You hear a smirk from above, "Now how stupid do you fuckin' think I am? No, I gave you a chance to come willingly, you chose to shoot me in the leg. Lucky I ain't returned the favour." He gives you a light, sharp kick in the side with the tip of his boot, "Up. We got a long way to travel, and sooner we get there, sooner I get paid. I'll be reminding you now that I only get a bonus for bringing you alive, so make my life hell and I'll live without the extra caps." "Not exactly easy when my-" you hear the chick of a safety being cocked, and awkwardly shuffle back until you can jut sharply up onto your knees and slowly stand, turning to glare daggers into your now captor. The Ghoul's expression remains stiffly affixed with the wry, smug facade he bears: relaxed, squinting eyes peeking out above a thin, ever-upturned lip- you swear to yourself to you'll smack that smile off his face- but by all accounts, beneath the withered, decaying skin that had festered in his ghoulish transformation, the man had the stature (and admittedly, the jawline) of a filmstar.

You shake off the irritable possibility of monster like this getting lucky with the gene pool as a calloused hand secures a vice grip on one of your wrists and tugs you in suit as it's owner sets into motion, dragging you away from the remnants of an old civilisation and towards a military base miles away you are all too acquainted with.

You had been so caught up in the wild ride of adrenaline that came with being on the lamb that you briefly detached yourself from the catalyst of the chase- but as concrete and clay inevitably crumbles away to distant sandy dunes and cacti, the dread stirs in your stomach like a plague. It was easier to wave off the consequences of your actions when you weren't being marched towards the gallows to face them- it wasn't like you made an attack on the organisation. You kill one knight trashing up a town in the name of redundant technology, and suddenly you're on a hit-list. You know The Ghoul probably doesn't know this, and you know for certain that even if you tried to give the man a sob story he wouldn't care. This was it. "You about to be sick?" You snap from your pessimistic daze at the sudden interruption of silence, "No. Why?" "You look like you just ate a mouldy iguana, that's why- and I don't want sick on my boots." You let out an irked groan, and sharply snap your head to face the horizon in the opposite direction to your captor. You hope this will satiate his sour jabs for the time being-

Your hope is crushed five minutes later.

"Go on then. I'm bored shitless and I'm outta jet, so spill." He says with an almost theatrical exasperation in his voice, "Spill what, exactly?" you coldly respond in a mute tone, focus still fixed on the horizon to the west, "Well what's the big story? Someone's always gotta be the victim when they got a bounty on their head, so what's the tragic tale behind 'Y/N', huh?" the muscles in your neck and shoulders tense up at the mention of your name- you weren't exactly a known associate or long-time rival to the brotherhood, and the wanted poster you had wrestled from the stiff fingertips of a raider last week only had a sketch and a scrawled account of the incident. You falter for a moment before replying, but ardently avoid taking the bait, "If your plan is to get me to tell you how we got to where we are right now just so you can mock me, then I think I'd rather carry on enjoying the view, if you don't mind." The sweet-toned sarcasm at the end of your sentence seeps with venom, and the hostility it implies does not slip away from your adversary.

This time, his laugh is a soft, whisper of a chuckle- something spiteful, foreboding- followed by matching words, "You should hear what your little community had to say about you for a couple caps and a promise not to shoot anybody- well, anybody else-" his words cut into something personal, then- and though you would normally know that attacking someone with your hands cuffed behind your back is never going to end in your favour, at this moment you couldn't care less as you swing your leg round in a swift roundhouse motion, and raise your knee towards the only place you can think to leave a mark-

You hit your target, but instead of howls of pain you are met with a split second of awkward silence as the ghoul cocks his head, unimpressed, before slamming it into your own, sending you staggering back a few paces-

Before you can reorient your vision, a heavy dull force plummets into your ribs- the sand cushions your blow slightly better than the concrete you met face-to-face with an hour ago, at least. Your arms, however, are not grateful to be pressed beneath you as a familiar, withered hand pushes into your throat, putting as much pressure on your trapped limbs when your upper body presses back as it does on your esophagus, halting your air supply as he lowers himself down to a kneel and fixes your gaze onto his,

"If I wasn't already a walking corpse, that could've really hurt- not a very nice thing to do to someone just tryna have a little bit of light conversation now, is it?" All you can do is glower through eyes blinded by the sun, which gleams behind the shadow of the ghoul's head, bearing on it a smile tweaked with frustration- you need to breathe- you can't keep this up, your heartbeat is louder than the sun in your eyes and-

The pressure releases. You turn your head to the ground and suck in air between dry, heavy coughs, and after you've finally steadied your breath, you find a minor fleck of relief in being hoisted up from the ground this time instead of scrabbling to get up at gunpoint. You wonder, perhaps, if this is some small act driven by guilt- perhaps this man had a conscience once and a set of values beyond doing what it takes to ensure one's own survival. You were a gun for hire yourself, so it would be hypocritical to criticise your captor for his line of work- mostly, you preferred to stick with jobs guarding merchant caravans and to take out bands of raiders harassing the cities you passed through, but you never questioned the legitimacy of the requests you received, or the cargo you oversaw; you had settled for a little while, having stuck around the same little settlement for a few years now and had started to develop some semblance of a connection to the people there-

or so you thought.

You know you're going to be walking for a while- so with a resigned breath, you begin saying what little there is left to say about your present situation, "Well, you probably know most of what I can tell you from the sounds of things, but I guess there's nothing else for me to do right now, and the horizon is the same no matter where you go around here. I guess you could say we're in similar lines of work, but that's not really what got me in trouble with The Brotherhood. They think they can rock up in a power armour with a logo on it and wreak havoc as they please because it's for 'the greater good', but they leave towns half-destroyed when they pass through. I didn't want that to happen to... well, I didn't like the sound of that happening where I was. So, dude gets out of his power armour and starts waving guns around screaming about some piece of pre war tech or the other, and I tell him with... a strong choice of words, to get going. He starts running for the power armour, guns blazing- and I just have better aim, I guess. Not even like I got paid for killing him, either. Maybe that would've made this whole thing a little bit sweeter."

Your profession leaves a silence hanging in the air for a little while after, but it feels appropriate. The dunes filter sand from the far west to respond to your story- the horizon quivers, but only through the illusion of heat; the sand dries your eyes before they have reason to shed tears. A loaded sigh escapes the ghoul in front of you, and the clasp on your wrist softens but for a moment before stiffening to pull you onwards, "Yep, well, caps keep you going a little longer round these parts, but money can't solve all your problems." "You should tell that to the Brotherhood. They seem to be doing pretty well for all the wealth they've hoarded- can even pay big time bounty hunters to do their shitwork from the looks of things." You retort, but after a moment follow up with, "Wish I could say I was upset about it but hell, if I were you, I'd turn me in too."

You hear that soft chuckle again, but when you turn around to catch a look at the face that matches it, you see relaxed muscles and a far-off stare- he won't let you go, but he has let his guard down but a little bit- perhaps when we get closer to my story's end, he'll even let me walk to my death with my hands unbound.

- °•. ✦ .•° -

After trudging on in silence for a while, head bowed to your fatalistic contemplations, you find as you drag yourself out of the pit in your head and look over the horizon once more that the scene has changed: the atomic orange dewdrops spattering the sky not long ago have quickly to faded into a bruised overhanging shadow of violent, lavender, crimson; twilight approaches, and you're still surrounded by desert hills and illusions.

One of these illusory quivers catches your sharp eye, a dark blip that has appeared somewhere in that distance; it's moving, but it isn't close enough for you to determine whether it's just a trick of the heat or whether it's something heading in your direction. Your brow furrows, but you say nothing yet.

Within a minute, the object comes into better focus- or, rather, the creature. Your heart skips a beat, and you open your mouth to utter some kind of warning, managing to rasp, "Get the handcuffs off of me." "Now, darlin', I thought we managed to get past this already-" "No-" You tug your bound wrists, pulling the ghoul into your side- his other arm steadies itself against your shoulder before slipping up to your jaw and dragging it to face him, his own clenched and unaccompanied by a smile this time- the pallid complexion of your own face gives him enough pause for you to blurt in a fruitless, strained whisper, "Deathclaw."

If The Ghoul's skin could have paled more than it already had in his lifeless state, then it might have at that moment. The tight grip holding you against him slackens completely and you thud onto your ass as he draws his guns and casts you a playfully pitiful glance from above, shrugging and saying, "Sorry, darlin', guess I forgot to pick up the keys." He steps in front of you as a curse rips out of your throat in the sudden panic that ensues, and you try to muster enough brain cells in this moment to figure out a way of not dying, prematurely, and becoming just another skeletal curio.

There's the back-up plan, the 'if shit goes south' plan that you still hadn't gone through with because of the possible dismemberment that it might entail- but you had not been unarmed when you had been restrained earlier, and the phantom hum of a ripper blade always strapped to your waist as your last resort. You won't be able to wield it with any competence with your hands restrained as they are, but you can hit the power button from your current position-

Though, usually, you'd prefer to do it when the blade was already in your hand, not digging into the side of your leg.

shredded leg is better than deathclaw snack. Your astute analysis confirms your decision, and with a grunt and a whack, the blade starts chugging into a steady whirring action by the will of the dregs of an energy cell embedded inside- the next couple of seconds are far too long.

The blade begins it's excursion into your thigh as the gunslinging ghoul whips around at the sound, eyes wide at the sudden display of spraying crimson. You scream, struggle to try to align the cuffs without jerking your shoulders out of place. The deathclaw bounds into the mid-distance, closing in upon it's approach- it caught your scent before you could even see it's silhouette-

The tip disappears as your leg reflexively jerks, responding to the dancing jig of the chainsaw blade- you see pathetic sparks as the thing bounces off of the cuffs- strong enough to sever a leg, too rusted and battered to cut through metal. Your plan is failing. Your leg is bleeding. The cowboy falters as the deathclaw closes further-

You make a snap decision: fingers are easier to fix than legs.

You twist your wrist, and the pain just melts into the already existing burn emanating from your leg- a bloody, three-fingered stump slips from it's cage, and you swing your still-cuffed hand around in a fluid movement to drag the ripper from its sheath within your leg, snapping the cord that ties it to your waist-

You hear a frenzied firing of a revolver, but the approaching thunks are unimpeded- and though you know your leg may give way when the adrenaline finally dies, and though you know you need to find the two fingers you lost before sand vipers snatch them up and you're known as three-fingered y/n for the rest of your life- you launch yourself from the ground on your good leg, and stagger towards the approaching beast.

You grew up in the wastelands. You grew up in a settlement up here that, like any of the rest, was constantly plagued by critters and beasts- and if you were taught anything by the survivors that surrounded you, it was the following:

If you can't blow the bastard up, get 'em in the belly.

The deathclaw- a baby, thankfully- has it's gaze fixated on the man that had in the past half a minute become it's primary aggressor- so when you stumble forward, low and bleeding, with what to the creature is just another indistinguishable bit of metal in your hands, it does not see reason to change the track of it's jump.

As it launches itself above you, you pray to lady luck that you hit your mark.

An ear-splitting yowl and a sudden muffled crash tells you she's listening, for once.

Finally, after a few ragged breaths, the adrenaline wears off and you feel the weight of your body pressing into the wounds that liberated you- and the blueberry sky fades to black as you become weightless. This time, your fall is of your own accord- and this time, something stops you from hitting the ground.

- °•. ✦ .•° -

When you come to, you do not open your eyes at first- awake though you might be, your body is heavy with exhaustion. Before your encounter with the ghoul, you had been on the run for weeks, and in the last twenty four hours had not had time to stay put long enough to sleep. Coupled with the rough journey and the blood loss, you couldn't move if you wanted to. That being said, in those few dark minutes, a few things of note still catch your attention.

There is a faint crackling to your side, and the lulling warmth of a fire that brushes in waves against your face- and though you feel the silky grains of sand cushioning most of your resting body, your head lays higher up, neck leaning up to a more elevated surface- your attention snaps to the light sensation of fingertips absently grazing your neck in a repeating pattern, and the distant hum of an old country song embedded into muscle memory. The surrounding sensations are a strange comfort for all the brutal imagery this post apocalyptic world usually beholds; but it is brief, as your neck tenses, giving away your lucidity. The hand pauses, lifts- settles somewhere to the side.

When you dare to open your eyes, you are unsurprised to see the question-begging smirk and sharp eyes peering down from above, "Have a good nap?" You bolt upright, and immediately regret it when the bending of your leg snags one of the stitches you didn't know had been sewed into you until just now. Defeated, you flop back down, turning your head to the side to gaze into the dying embers of the fire beside you- praying you can brush off the flush of blush creeping into your face to the influence of the fire. Eventually you garner the courage to speak, "Feels like I've only been out for an hour." He snorts, shaking his head, "You went down around sunset, and it'll be sunrise in a couple hours." This catches you by surprise, and not just because of the amount of time you've lost, "What happened to getting your caps as soon as possible? Lost a lot of time waiting." He frowns, but does not lose his grin, "You trying to get yourself killed? 'Cos you've done a damn fine job of that so far. No, I've just been doing some thinking." "Congratulations. I'm proud of you." His eyes narrow into slits and he tuts at your sarcasm, following your gaze into the fire, "See, it could be argued that I would've been minced ghoul splattered n' buried six feet under the dunes if you hadn't gone all psycho slicing yourself up like that to get that baby deathclaw where it hurts." "That was a baby?-" "Anyway, guess my point is I might be willing to do a lot of things, but I still got my principles- only human thing I got left, probably. So I'd say I owe it you to not kill you at least. When you can walk, we'll go east to- well, to what's left of Shady Sands, and then you can do whatever the fuck you want."

You consider his words, and not knowing how to express appreciation or what to begin to make of this mysterious stranger and his obscure appeal, you find yourself rejecting this suggestion, though you don't know why- and so naturally, you dig yourself into a hole, "Well, you could also say that I would have died of blood loss if you didn't stitch my leg up." He studies you then for a minute, before shrugging and clasping your hands together at the wrists. You begin to stammer indecipherable protest and with a smirk he pulls you up, your hands still held rigid in your lap by his own, his head resting on your shoulder as he murmurs, "Now, I'm starting to get the impression you want me to march you up to our friends at the brotherhood just to keep my company." If he can't see the warm hue in your face now, he can certainly feel the heat flushing through your flustered face- you fight against the feeling, if only to make sure you stand a chance of winning this little exchange,

"Says the man who watched me sleep all night." You feel him shrug your comment off as his grin extends, "I might look like a monster, but I was a gentleman once upon a time. Like I say, I got principles." He lets you slip forward out of his grasp when you move to shuffle yourself around. As you do, you feel for the first time you are looking at him properly, sincerely- face to face, on equal grounds, with no threats of death or necessary facades of false confidence. After soaking in as much as you allow yourself to without losing yourself to curiosity entirely, you crossing your arms across your chest, and reply,

"Well, I have principles too- and if you're oh so graciously not turning me into the brotherhood then I still I owe you, so I guess I'll just have to stick around until you nearly get yourself killed again- that's all. No other reason." The ghoul rises, resting a hand on his pistol,

"You tell yourself that, darlin'- I'm gonna enjoy this change of scenery, I think."

#greyfics ✰°.• ➸ [ 01 ]#greyfics ✰°.• ➸ [ cooper howard ]#greyfics ✰°.• ➸ [ fallout ]#greyfics ✰°.• ➸ [ x reader ]#cooper howard x reader #the ghoul x reader #cooper howard x you #the ghoul x you #fallout fanfic #cooper howard fanfic #the ghoul fanfic #x reader #greyfics #fallout tv series #I know that the way I used the lyric does not match the lyric but hey don't knock the weird literal train of inspiration #may rewrite to polish a couple details nagging at me but have put way too much time into fidgeting around with the words for now hehe #also I feel like this definitely has second part potential if I want to divvy into it in the future so #note to self for that one

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heyhey!! just wanted to say your works are amazing and i love them so so so SO much aagghhh!!

now onto the request— what if,, what if reader knew a ton of languages like nikolai does, and they call their s/o pet names in those languages. an example would be,, maybe if they knew french they would say 'mon chéri' or perhaps they picked up romanian at some point and would call them 'dragă'

the characters i have in mind are price, nik, alejandro, & rudy, if that's okay !! (´▽`)

sorry for the super long ask, lol :')

Hey there! Thank you, that makes me really happy to hear :D And don't worry about sending longer asks, I really don't mind ^^ Also, that request is really cute! I love reader speaking several languages and being a sweetheart in all of them :D

Price, Alejandro, Rodolfo and Nikolai with an S/O who Knows Many Languages

Price: I think he knows quite a few languages himself, being a captain in the SAS and all. Not nearly as many as Nikolai, but he probably knows a good three to four languages, so he likely wouldn’t be entirely clueless when you call him something along the lines of mon petit chou fleur. While he won’t understand every term of endearment you call him, it does warm his heart to hear you speak a language he doesn’t know. It flows off your tongue very nicely and he just loves listening to you. Depending on what kind of language it may be, even the profanities sound nice. Although whenever you want to get his attention, just to call him something in a language he doesn’t understand, he sort of expects it to be some cute pet name. Will always smile at you, even if you were to call him your albernes kleines Kaninchen. Retorts with a pet name in one of the languages he speaks. Sometimes he does feel the urge to learn a new language, just for you. Or maybe you could learn a new language together? Practice with each other and just have a good time overall? He might bring up the idea at some point.

Alejandro: Like Price, he probably knows a few languages himself. More than the average person, but not nearly as many as Nikolai. So probably three to four as well. However, because he knows Spanish there’s a good chance he can derive most words in a Romance language. Call him something along the lines of giliw and he’ll always retort with some embarrassing pet name in Spanish. Yes, he knows several languages himself, but that doesn’t mean he won’t almost always revert to Spanish anyway. Pretends that you’re using your languages against him and calls you a traitor. And, as is the rule in your household when you’ve betrayed him, you will be held accountable. Lots of chasing through the house. Will “interrogate” you to get you to tell him what you said. Call him a term of endearment in Spanish and you won’t ever hear the end of it. No matter how many times he hears you call him guapo, he always gets that goofy grin on his face. Might research embarrassing terms of endearment to use on you in any other language. And yes, his goal is to find a language you don’t speak. Once he’s found one? He’s not gonna let you live it down. He’s bested you, and that’s all he wanted.

Rodolfo: You’d actually have to call him by his name if you want his reaction since he usually just tends to block out people speaking a language he doesn’t know. Why bother trying to understand someone like that? It’s not like he’ll learn the language overnight anyway. Rodolfo knows about three languages, so not as many as Alejandro. But he knows English and Spanish, which means he can communicate in most places anyway. He thinks he knows enough languages since learning one takes roughly an eternity and he doesn’t have the time for that anyway. Call him Cục vàng and he’ll just look at you as though you’ve grown a second head. You’d have to tell him what it means and then he’ll smile. While he will always appreciate a good Hartlam, he might look at you confused until you tell him you love him. Might not always retort with a pet name of his own, but will mix it up among the languages he does know since he doesn’t wanna seem too stupid next to you. Will also sometimes look up new terms of endearment in languages he doesn’t know so he can surprise you, but might get a bit shy since he might botch the pronunciation a bit. But he tries, and that’s all that matters.

Nikolai: He canonically knows eight languages, so there’s a good chance he knows what you’re saying. Even when you’re saying something in a language he might not entirely know, he might be able to derive the word from a language he does know. Although he may love any pet name you give him, he especially loves any Russian ones since he’s very attached to his country and his native tongue. Goes absolutely wild whenever you call him radnoy. There’s just something so sweet about you calling him something nice in Russian, doesn’t even matter if you botch the pronunciation. Will always give you a hug and a kiss to your forehead since he will always be reminded of how much he loves you. But even a simple min søde skat will get him to smile, even if he has no idea what it means this time. Because of you he might be inspired to pick up some new languages along the way, maybe even ones you don’t know so you can get the same treatment he does with you. Whenever you speak a language he doesn’t know he gets heart eyes for you. You’re just so gorgeous, you’re just so very smart. However, at some point he will just start speaking Russian to you, even if you don’t know the language. He won’t say anything mean, he’ll just tell you how precious you are and how much he loves you.

#cod #cod x reader #john price #john price x reader #price x reader #alejandro vargas #alejandro vargas x reader #rodolfo parra #rodolfo parra x reader #cod nikolai #nikolai x reader #I wish I knew more languages than I actually do #I'd love to be at least trilingual. I suppose one of these days I shall learn another language #I've already started the same one twice but I never got too far since something always came inbetween #Oh what I'd give to be lovey dovey with someone in three languages #I wish I still knew Italian. I learned it in school but I never needed it again #I also had Latin. If you give me a dictionary and some time I could probably translate some sentences still #or maybe not. it's been three years now #but I suppose being cringe in German and my own dialect is just fine #I've always loved speaking my dialect to my best friend who only knows English #I've also always loved texting him in said dialect #“Your impossible to Google translate German” I love that guy so much he's so silly #I will never cease my silly dialect!! that's why there will be plenty of König to go around :-) I don't care. he speaks my dialect #gonna hit y'all with a good old Servas griaß di #König is my little Barbie doll: I make him do whatever I want #sorry this derailed into König again. I just love shaking and rotating him violently in my head ^^

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Alright, I am redeeming myself with this one! All the sappy mushy stuff coming your way!

Confessions in the Rain

Zayne had to admit to himself that he was tired. He couldn't even remember how you had gotten to this point in the first place. It was like the universe had set you to forever misinterpret him. Yet there you stood, face red in anger and eyes watery from un-shed tears.

"Why don't you just admit you hate me already, Zayne? I don't understand how you could even say that to me. I'm doing the best I can." Ahh there it was, a single tear had escaped your control and was rolling down your cheek.

He opened his mouth to say something, but you cut him off. "Don't bother, I know when I'm not wanted. You've made that painfully clear. I'll look for another Doctor!" You're almost shouting by the end of your words as you spin around and run from his office.

You run right past the nurse's station, ignoring them all staring at you. They'd never seen you anything but cheerful in the years you'd been coming. One of them even stood up hand reached out, but you're already gone.

The receptionist tries to stop you as well, but you don't hear her warning that it is pouring outside. You don't care. You have stopped paying attention to your surroundings. Eyes too blurry to see clearly anymore. Whether from rain or crying you don't know.

As you're about to step into the parkinglot you miss the edge of the sidewalk and go sprawling to the ground. Scraping your palms in the process. You land with a grunt. Your palms are bleeding now, but still you don't care. You sit up on your knees crying harder.

You're still sitting there crying when splashing footsteps come in your direction, and your name is called. "Come on, get up off the ground. It's pouring out here. You could catch a cold or pneumonia." Zayne has come after you, of course he did. He had a reputation to maintain after all. "No!" You yell back at him, swatting his hands when he tries to help you stand.

"If I'm sooo much trouble, then don't bother anymore. I'm not your responsibility. Just go away!" You swat his hands again. "You silly girl," Zayne says. softly grasping your arms and forcing you to stand. He holds you to him. Not minding your squirming and attempts to push him away. His voice rumbles in your ear as he speaks again. "Why do you always misunderstand me? You've been like that since we were kids." You freeze at his words, tears still sliding down your cheeks and washed away by the rain.

"Wh-what?" Your voice is shaky from crying. "I have never cared that you cause me trouble, trouble me more. Turn my entire life upside down. I don't care, as long as it's you. Let me take care of you, I've always wanted to." He pauses for a breath. Zayne has never said so many heartfelt words to you before.

"I just wish that you would not take what I say the wrong way. I decided to become a cardiac surgeon for you. I wanted to find a cure for your heart condition. You are the drive behind my every action. Don't you know that yet?" You look up into his hazel eyes, burning with the intensity of his emotions.

"I'm always worried about you, you're job is so dangerous, but you disregard my worry and dive headlong into danger every day. I know I can't stop you or hold you back. Just don't push me away again." He's pleading now. Zayne has never, ever done that for anyone. You try to squash the feeling in your heart again. You have always suppressed your feelings, certain he would never return them.

"Why, why would you go so far for me? Is it because we're childhood friends?" Zayne closes his eyes and drops his head a long sigh coming from him.

"You're so silly, why are you so silly. Fine, I'll spell it out for you then." He takes a breath, "because I love you." He looks into your eyes with finality. There is no way you could possibly misunderstand that.

Tears well up to your eyes again. "Y-you do??" Zayne gently grabs bot side of your face. He rubs circles on your cheeks with his thumbs as he stares into your eyes. "I've always loves you, ever since we were children." He says quietly. You grab his tie and stand on your toes pulling him down to your level before you can kiss him.

Zayne is surprised, his eyes going wide before he returns the kiss. After a minute you pull back and smile. "I love you too."

You're both completely drenched by the rain and the receptionist was standing in the entrance with a scolding look and towels. When you finally start back towards the hospital she's fussing about how wet you both are and the water you're tracking across the floor.

She wastes no time throwing towels over both you and Zayne and ushering you into bathrooms to have a warm shower and put on dry clothes. Despite all this, you can't get the silly grin off your face. Your heart is elated, and you feel like you're soaring high above the storm clouds. You hope that you never come back down from this feeling.

#love and deepspace x reader #love and deepspace #love and deepspace zayne #love and deepspace zayne x reader #lnds zayne #lnds #lnds reader #mushy stuff #mushy #sweet #confession

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You have my heart | chapter 2

Human! Alastor x Fem! Reader

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You looked up at the man before you. A charming gentleman with brown hair and caramel eyes. Putting your purse down, you decided to respond to his ridiculous question.

- Leaving, and who might you be? - You questioned him as you stood up, only to realise that he was much more taller than you.

- Alastor, pleasure to be meeting you miss..? - He extended his hand for, you thought, a handshake. As you gave him your hand, you were surprised by him kissing your knuckles.

- Charmed - You said, before introducing yourself. You truly didn't want to engage in any small talks nor conversation. You were so tired of this day after your "future husband" didn't even show up. You just wanted to go to bed and take a nap after a hard day.

You tried to excuse yourself from the situation, saying that your cat is home alone, begging for some affection.

- Nonsense, my dear! I assure you cats are very smart creatures and they can take care of themself. - Alastor assured you. Pointing to the table he added. - Would you like to sit down for a nice talk? the dinner is my treat.

You looked out of the window at the chauffeur waiting for you for hours by now, considering his offer. You didn't want to come back home, nor did you want to explain to your arrogant mother that the man didn't show up. However you were so tired and didn't want to stay awake any more minutes. But how are you suppose to find your true love if you didn't talk to anyone?

You sat down at the table, as Alastor did the same beside you. What were his intentions? You didn't know. You couldn't help but to glare at him, yet he still looked so comfortable and calm in his seat.

As he asked you what would you like, you answered harshly unintentionally. The atmosphere seemed tense, as the restaurant was filled with mostly silence. Most of the people already left, leaving you witt just a few people left waiting, not including staff.

You tried so hard to interact with the man before you, but the little voice in your head told you not to, for some strange reasons. Looking out of the window, once again, seeing countless cars and people walking. Pheraps some just went for a walk and others just came back from work? Maybe some of them just got groceries, maybe some of them are going to a important event. Your thoughts were interrupted with a sudden cough.

- Sorry, what were you saying? - You asked hurriedly, seemingly embarrassed by the whole situation. You hadn't had a normal interaction in a while.

- I'd like to apologize for being so pushy earlier, however i wish to get to know you. - He said with his signature smile. Before you could respond your food was delivered by the same young woman. 'Bon appetite' she said before running away.

- If you don't mind me asking, where do you work at? As far as I know the clothes that you're wearing aren't exactly cheap. - He asked, looking up from his now fresh food. - Before you ask "why? ". I'm asking out of curiosity.

You didn't know what to say, you were so embarrassed. You decided to try to dodge his question.

- I accept your apologies for being so "pushy" as you said. And also i don't mind you asking any questions, that's how conversations work, don't they? - You jokingly-asked trying to lighten the mood and make him forget about his question.

Alastor didn't respond, waiting for you to say something, his eyes saying everything. He relaxed a bit after hearing you sigh and finally answer his question.

- If you really must know, I don't work anywhere. - You mumbled quickly, as another sigh of relief could be heard from you. You were so reliefed that you already said it.

- I'm sorry, dear? I didn't quite catch that.

Shit. You truly didn't want him to know that you were unemployed. What would he think of you? When you said it the first time you didn't think correctly. What were you doing? You didn't know but before you acknowledged what you were doing it already slipped.

- I am an medical secretary. - You lied but didn't know what the fuck is a medical secretary. - It's a truly exhausting job if you'd ask me. Where do you work at? - You asked nervously before he could any more question about the job.

- Well, dear i thought you figured out who I am? - he chuckled slightly but when he say the look of confusion on your face he got a bit confused himself. - I am the radio host.

- I'm sorry the Radio host? - You questioned him being confused by his big ego. Frustrated, even.

- I'm sorry, so bold of me. - He fixed his composure. - I'm a radio host, just a radio host.

He was so reliefed that you didn't hear about him. So reliefed that you're not a psycho fan of his.

You thought it was an pretty easy yet exciting job. Sharing your thoughts about his job to him you were interrupted by someone walking in. Your chauffeur. You knew that you weren't the only one tired of waiting. You had to think of an plan quickly. You didn't think that medical secretary makes that much money. But it was too late he was already standing beside your table.

- Ma'am your mother told me that we need to get going now. - Your chauffeur said. Cursing under your breath, you decided to improvise. Just as you were about to say that you didn't know who he was. Alastor interrupted.

- Dear, you didn't say that you had a husband. - But you didnt? You looked at him like a deer at the headline, before fully understanding what he said. Now you had a plan. You stood up from your seat, excusing yourself, standing next to your chauffeur.

- I don't, yet. This is my boyfriend..uh.. - You looked at the chauffeur, trying to remember his name but failing miserably. - yes.

You saw the look of confusion in your chauffeurs eye, not wanting to look at him, you nooded at him to play along. Unfortunately for you, he didn't understand.

- I'm not sure you heard me correctly. Your dad ask- The chauffeur was interrupted by Alastor this time.

- I didn't know you had a boyfriend. - Alastor said glaring at the poor chauffeur.

- Because I don't! - You said after you realized that it was a terrible idea. Your hands sweaty from the whole situation. - This is my dad!

- Your dad? - They both asked confused at the same time. You were in a truly terrible situation. You didn't know what to say so you just nodded and tried to see what will happen next.

However despise your best effort to stay, you stormed out of stress, feeling the tears in your eyes. Gosh, why did you have to be so embarrassing?

Sitting in the car, you tried your best to not burst into tears. Your chauffeur soon following you and driving you home. It was too much for you. You just wanted to be normal, to have a healthy marriage, to love.

Is it that hard?

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#hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor #alastor the radio demon #hazbin hotel alastor #human alastor #human alastor x reader

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Continuation of this post!

More of this au idea cuz I'm bored.

"really? You love me? Someone doesn't do this to the people they love. you could have at least told me you were alive. You didn't have to be in my life. I just..." Gary chokes on his words as a sob comes out "Do you know how fucking agonizing those months you where missing before they told me you where dead were? I stayed up every fucking night having panic attacks because I didn't know if you where kidnapped or dead. I had a fucking funeral for you and your family, Simon." Ghost feels guilty but more angry than anything. How could this world's ghost put Gary through this? He can see the logic behind it though. None of Ghost's enemies would go after Gary if Gary didn't even know ghost. "I'm sorry" Ghost couldn't even bring himself to look at Gary. "Thats all I hear out of you! That you are sorry. I want to know why. Why didn't you come find me?"

"I did! As soon as I got the chance to I did" Ghost says just under a yell, his heart screaming at him.

"oh yeah and it took you 10 fucking years to do so, huh?"

"it's not like that i just-" Ghost stops himself, Gary isn't going to believe him so what's the point?

" you just what?" Gary got silence in response to his question "I think you should leave, I don't think it's safe for Riley to be around someone like you."

Ghost spilled his Guts at being told to leave. Telling Gary everything about where he was from. That Gary was called Roach and that they were teammates. That they were betrayed...that he watched the love of his life get shot right in front of him and that before he could react he felt the sting of a bullet ripping into his face before waking up here.

"God, you always made the worst jokes you can't seriously think I'mma believe that." roach laughed, his smile quickly dropping looking at how serious Ghost looked "...oh my God. You seriously want me to believe you?".

"I know it sounds ridiculous but you have to believe me."

"you are right it does sound ridiculous! Get the fuck out. You abandoned me. You don't get to come back into my life and tell me you love me then make up some crazy ass story when you realize your plan didn't work."

Ghost left his number before Gary kicked him out. Hoping that Gary would use it. He drank his sorrows in a bar. Fuck this wasn't how it was supposed to be. At least Gary is alive....this Gary is that is. Was his Gary dead? Did shepherd get away with killing them? Did Gary die scared? Did the first shot kill him or did he die slowly? Thoughts like that just made him drink more. He didn't know how long he had been drinking for when he heard his phone buzz in his pocket. He picked it up, his heart racing. "Simon? I'm sorry for how I acted. I put Riley to bed so can you come back over? I'll entertain your story."

(Or something like that I'm not a writer)

Oh shit part 3????

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she is driven by powerful forces I scarcely understand. that's what love has done to her, I guess. (Arthur's journal, regarding Sadie Adler)

I've been trying to gather my thoughts on this quote for days and nothing feels quite powerful enough to convey what it might mean, but I'm going to try.

Arthur loved Mary. Still loves her, in my opinion, but knows they cannot be together. The quintessential "doomed by the narrative" couple who, even in another lifetime, might not ever get their day in the sun because as much as they both want it, it really could never work.

Sadie was married to a man she loved with all her heart and soul. We don't get a lot of information about their background, but judging by their cozy homestead, the wedding picture on the mantle, her weeks of grief and isolation following his untimely death, I really think they were deeply in love. True love, passionate even. There were no children to speak of, so I imagine that even with all the chores required to keep up their little ranch, they made plenty of time for each other to keep that flame alive. And to have that ripped away so suddenly- not just that, but to have her entire life's work burned to the ground and then for her to be rescued by some rough, tough rival outlaw gang and torn away from all that she'd probably ever known as a young woman had to alter her brain chemistry in permanent, devastating ways.

Arthur's life hasn't been all sunshine and roses, either, but Mary has always been part of it. Even when they weren't together, even when he ran with the gang and she married someone else and he didn't hear from her for years, he still knew she was alive. He was able to rest in the fact that even though he couldn't be with her the way he wanted to, he knew she was alive and well. That alone let him sleep at night, I think.

Arthur and Sadie both know what love feels like, but only Sadie knows what it feels like to have loved and lost in the truest sense of the word. So when she goes completely off the rails during the Shady Belle raid, I think Arthur is just in awe. He watches her savagely kill, without remorse, without a second thought, without any inhibition whatsoever, and he's totally gobsmacked, if not a little bit scared of her and what she might be capable of. He's always respected her, but I think after that incident, he acquires a newfound confidence in her that maybe he didn't have before. Powerful forces he cannot understand– grief, rage, pain that cuts so deep it changes a person. He's felt them all too at some point in his life, but he doubts that he's ever felt them the way Sadie does.

#rdr2 #sadie adler #arthur morgan

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Arthur Leclerc / Logan Sargeant

Title: I never said, I didn't like it

Pairing: Arthur Leclerc / Logan Sargeant

Characters: Arthur Leclerc, Logan Sargeant, Alex Albon, George Russell

Prompt: Can we have some Logan x Arthur smut with them bottoming for each other

Logan is practically pulling Arthur into the elevator, it's not often they get to spend time together anymore, so he's not about to waste a single second of time.

Arthur lets his head fall back, with a groan exposing his neck. "Why is Williams on the top floor?" Logan ignores him and sucks a small bite onto the Monegasque's neck, leaving a red hickey behind. Arthur has never been good at keeping quiet and yelps in response. "Ouch."

"Shut up." Logan shuts him up by quickly turning him around and smashing their mouths together, in a deep passionate kiss. The elevator dings and the two jump apart quickly, luckily it's Alex and George who walk in.

"What are you doing here?" Logan asks Alex, George stays quiet in the corner. Alex smirks, taking in the bite on Arthur's neck. "looks like the same thing as you two."

It's almost a relief when the elevator dings again. "Don't fuck him too hard, he has a car to sit in tomorrow." Alex informs Arthur as he steps out the elevator. "I could say the same to you about George." Logan thinks he's being cocky but Alex smirk grows even wider. "I'm going to fuck him so hard, that i'll ruin his race." He hears a small Hey, from George as the elevator door slides closed.

"Your teammate is very funny." Arthur laughs, Logan wants to kill Alex right now, how embarrassing. All thoughts of embarrassment soon turn into arousal as they finally reach the top floor.

Logan barely has time to pull out his key card when Arthur presses himself against Logan's back, pressing his errection against Logan's ass. "You have such a fuckable ass." Logan only just manages to get the door open and falls through it, Arthur and his fucking mouth.

“I've decided I want to get fucked tonight” Arthur informs him, leaving him feel very confused, Arthur usually bottoms anyway. "Right, good to know." Arthur laughs. "No, you don't understand." Logan really doesn't understand, is this some sort of language thing?" “I'll let you fuck me for a little while then i'll cum in your tight ass”

"But, you said you had already lubed yourself up, why do I need to bottom as well?" Arthur takes out his lube and smiles. "Because you are a bottom too, I am bottom but I want to come in your arse."

Logan is convinced Arthur has left his brain at home at this point, but it has been a while since Logan bottoms and it is something he enjoys, so he agrees. "Okay, you need to get me ready then."

The two of them break away from each other for a couple of seconds and start to rip of their clothing. A mess of jackets, shirts, trousers, socks and shoes creates a rather large pile in the middle of the floor. Arthur finishes first retrieves the bottle of lube, he left on the floor.

Arthur pours a rather generous amount onto his fingers. “Hands and knees on the bed” Arthur says the words softly and he doesn't need to be told twice. He climbs up and pushes his ass high in the air. Arthur climbs up after him and kneels down behind him. "Go easy please, it's been a while."

"I would never hurt you, Chéri" Arthur circles his entrance a couple of times, just massaging the area around it then pushes in the first finger to the knuckle. Logan let out at a soft “Ahh” It's been too long, it feels amazing. Arthur starts to push the finger in and out of him. It's been so long Logan feels so tight around the digit, soon enough he opens up enough for Arthur to slide in a second finger, he scissors and twists the two of them and starts to thrust with the two of them. Eventually Arthur works his way up to four fingers, only then does he judge Logan open enough and let his fingers slip out of him.

"Am I going first?" Logan asks, still somewhat confused by Arthur's plan. "yes." Arthur snaps. "I told you, I want to come inside of your ass." Logan. "You're acting so odd tonight, man." Arthur laughs. "I missed you and i'm horny, alright?"

"Hands and knees, Mr Leclerc." Arthur's smirk grows even weirder as he does as he's told, pushing his glorious ass high into the air. Logan doesn't waste any more time, he presses his cock against that beautiful hole and sinks inside, the slide is easy thanks to the great work of Arthur's fingers and he had reached the hilt in a matter of seconds.

"Do you need time to adjust?" Logan asks, forcing himself to keep still, squeezing down on Arthur's hips. "I don't need any time, I finger myself often, thinking about you." That thought alone makes Logan want to come on the spot. "Fuck."

Logan starts to move, starting off slowly but quickly making his way to harder, rougher thrusts, mostly due to the protests from Arthur. "I missed you, so much." Logan takes Arthur's hips into his hands and sinks deeper with every thrust. "Harder Logie, come on." Logan sighs, but does as he's told fucking into Arthur with all his might. "Yes, yes, yes, you're so good." Arthur groans, pushing back his hips until Logan smashing into his prostate with every thrust.

"Stop, fucking stop." Arthur groans, Logan stops instantly feeling a little worried. "I nearly came, I want to come inside of you." Arthur giggles, pulling forward, letting Logan's cock slip out of him.

"Now it's your turn, baby." Logan takes Arthur's position on his hands and knees, he feels the bed dip behind him. "Fuck." Logan groans, being caught off guard as Arthur sinks inside of him with no warning. "You are so tight, Logie."

"It has been a while." Logan clenches and unclenches around Arthur's cock, it doesn't hurt or anything he just feels really full. "Are you ready?" Logan nods. Arthur pulls all the way out and slams back inside of him, repeating the motion three times then settling into a rough pace.

Logan just can't help the loud embarrassing moans falling from his lips, he's so glad Alex went to George's room, so he doesn't have to explain himself tomorrow. Arthur is just so damn good, he needs to bottom more often.

Arthur thrusts into him so hard, that the only sound in the room matching Logan's moans is the sound of skin slapping against skin. "Does it feel good, baby?" Arthur giggles, purposely missing Logan's prostate. "Please, please, Arthur."

Eventually after what feels like hours of torture, Arthur angles his thrusts just right and slams into Logan's prostate with all his might. It's been so long, it feels so fucking good, there is no chance Logan can last, with one more thrust onto his prostate Logan comes, completely untouched spilling onto the sheets below him.

"Such a slut, I didn't even touch you." Arthur giggles, if he wasn't still hazy from his orgasm, he'd slap Arthur. Instead he clenches down as tightly as he can, almost instantly squeezing the orgasm out of Arthur, with one more hard thrust he feels the warmth of Arthur's come filling him up.

"So did you enjoy bottoming?" Arthur pulls out and collapses against the bed, taking Logan into his arms. "I never said I didn't, you just said you preferred bottoming." Arthur nods.

"Good, I want you to bottom more often, I have some exciting plans." At this point, Logan has no idea if he should be excited or scared, he's certainly intrigued to see what Arthur has planned.

#arthur leclerc #logan sargeant #formula 1 fanfiction #fanfic #formula 1 fanfic #mxm #fanfiction #formula 1 #formula one #mxm smut #george russell #alexander albon

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Here is some Sebastian fluff. Sebastian was my first SDV love and always will be ❤️

No warnings, just 1087 words of fluff

Description- what happens when the farmer and Sebastian start dating quietly and they are almost found out when Robin shows up unannounced during movie and cuddle time.

In the year you've been living and working on Grandpa's old farm, you've gained many new friends throughout Pelican Town. Your core group included Sam, Abigale and Sebastian, with you being closest to Sebastian.

It was hard not to gravitate towards him when everything about him was just so comfortable. You didn't feel the need to fill the silence with chatter when you two hung out and read comics or manga, but also had no problems trash talking when going head to head in a video game.

It wasn't a big deal to you two when you quietly started dating. Neither of you were into pda and you always hung out so no one besides you two even knew it was going on.

You two were sitting on the couch in your farmhouse watching whatever cheesy horror movie was on, just enjoying each other's company and laughing together at how ridiculous the movie is when you hear a knock at your door.

"Are you expecting anyone today?" Sebastian asks as you untangle yourself from him and the blankets.

"Nope. I have no idea who it could be. It's Sunday and everyone knows I don't really do any work around the farm on Sundays and that I'm a couch potato all day." you reply with a confused tone as you walk to answer the door.

When you open the front door, the last sight You're expecting is Robin standing there with a big grin on her face.

You've got no problems with Robin finding out about your relationship with her son, but you'd definitely prefer her to not find out by seeing her son laying on your couch shirtless, so you quickly step outside and shut your door a little harder than intended.

"Hey farmer! Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you, I know it's your day off and all" Robin starts with a slightly confused look on her face. You can only assume the look is from the way you slammed your door shut behind you like a crazy person.

"It's all good Robin! No worries here. Just worried about letting the heat out." Is your sorry excuse of a response. Like you'd have the fireplace roaring when it's the middle of summer.

"Oh sure. I get that, gotta conserve that fire wood right? Well I actually stopped by to see if I could trouble you for some goat cheese. I've been craving some and Pierre said he was out at the moment." Says Robin, getting to the point of why she stopped by today.

"Oh of course Robin! I've got some extras in the house, give me just a moment and I'll bring them right out!" You say a little louder than was necessary,happy that she only needed something as small as a chunk of goat's cheese.

You turn to open the door so you can run inside and grab the cheese when it thuds on something solid and stops before opening. Little did you know, while you were talking to his mom, Sebastian had crawled over to the door to eavesdrop on you two. He definitely didn't anticipate you throwing the door open as quickly as you did.

Sebastian rolls to the side where he would be blocked by the door as you go to open it again, stepping inside and shutting the door again quickly. While you run to the kitchen and Sebastian is rolling around on the floor holding his head where the door hit him trying to stay as quiet as possible, Robin is standing outside wondering what has gotten the farm so spooked.

Once you return to Robin with enough goat cheese to keep her away for a couple weeks, she thanks you and is about to be on her way when she stops and turns to you.

"Ya know, since you and Sebby have gotten so close lately, I think it would be amazing if you two went on a date. I think he may have a little crush on you." Robin says with a wink and walks away, leaving you slightly dumbfounded.

Once you gain a little of your composure, you walk back into the house to finish your movie with Sebastian as you notice he's still on the floor, but instead of rolling around in pain, he's now laughing hysterically.

"Glad you think this is funny Seb. I just about had a heart attack and a stroke all at once! All this stress over some damn goat cheese." You exclaim plopping back down on the couch and covering your head with the blanket.

A few moments later, you feel Sebastian lay on top of you and pull the blanket away from your face. He's still chuckling as he kisses your forehead and says "She's right ya know. I do have a little crush on you."

When you open your eyes you see that stupid smirk and all the tension leaves your body as you start laughing, pulling Sebastian closer you both relax back and continue your movie.

Later that night, Sebastian is walking back into his house and saunters into the kitchen to get something to drink before retreating to his room. Robin is in the process of making a snack of crackers and the goat cheese she got from the farm earlier in the day.

Sebastian tries to hide the smirk when he thinks back to what transpired during his mother's excursion to the farm. Robin hands him a cracker with cheese after he grabs his water bottle. “Try this Sebby, I got the best goat cheese today.”

As he pops the cracker and cheese into his mouth, he decides your farm really does produce the best cheese around, and as he's walking to his room tells his mom "Damn, the goats over on the farm really do make the best cheese, huh mom? Did you get enough for both of us today?"

Before he can make it to the stairs that lead to his room, his mom calls out to him "wait, how did you know I went and got cheese at the farm today when I normally go to Pierre's?"

Sebastian swears he can see the light bulb go off above his mom's head as he just chuckles and walks downstairs, leaving Robin alone in the kitchen. He hears his mom squeal with joy as he steps into his room and shuts the door.

By Wednesday that week, all of Pelican Town knows that Sebastian and the farmer are dating, and Robin couldn't be happier.

#sdv Sebastian #sebastian stardew valley #sebastian sdv #Sebastian sdv fic #Sebastian sdv fluff #Sebastian x farmer #my writing

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Hiii, how about writing some fluff about Poe teaching reader who’s a new pilot for the resistance some of his tips on flying? The rest is up to you. I’m missing Poe as well :,)))

Baby Wings

Poe Dameron x Reader

TW/CW: Nothing!

A/N: I might consider writing this on my tablet because lord help me, typing these out on a tiny phone screen is not good for my hands! 😩

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You couldn't stop the butterflies from fluttering inside of your belly as Poe Dameron--the Poe Dameron--leaned into your cockpit to point out the controls of your new X-Wing.

You had just been appointed to his squadron as a fledgling pilot. You had originally been a smuggler that the Resistance hired routinely, and apparently, a flight maneuver you performed in a dogfight with a few weequay pirates got Poe's attention.

If you could fly like that in an old hunk of clunk freighter, how would you do in something designed for finer maneuvers, for dogfights?

How good would your skills be against the First Order?

Your senses were currently buzzing as everything Poe invaded the cramped space. The smell of oxidized metal, or smoke and ozone from patching up hull breaches and walls to the base; the smell of sweat and cheap juice he'd downed before spotting you in the hangar and rushing over to offer his "expertise".

He wasn't looking at you, he was practically laying on you, actually; as he supported his weight on the console with one hand and pointing out the dials, buttons, levers and latches you'd need to memorize to control your new fighter.

His face had thin rivulets of sweat trickling down his gloriously almost-olive skin, his dark raven curls falling around his face, clumped with excess sweat. His suit was soaked too, the orange having dark stains from the moisture his body was sweating out thanks to the damned heat of this Force-forsaken planet.

But honestly, you sent a silent prayer to whomever was listening for the heat, because you hoped--like some foolish schoolgirl with a crush on a galaxy-famous athlete--that Poe would get sick of the heat and tear off the top half of his suit to cool his heated skin.

You were so absorbed in staring at him, that you had almost entirely forgot to listen to him. You only realized your brain lapsed when he turned his head to smile that trademark grin of his, wrapping up his last sentence.

"...and then that's the yoke, obviously. Don't need to tell you that. Got it?"

"Wh--oh! Y-yep! Got it, commander..." You cough awkwardly, four fingers fiddling pointlessly with the controls.

"Kay, theeeeen..." He smirked at you from the corner of his eyes as he turned back to your control panel. "...repeat everything I just told you. Y'know... So I know my impeccable lessons stuck."

"I, uh--well, uh. This is the..." You began to blubber out, trying to find something you did know and give a quick, half-assed explanation on what it did.

Poe barked out a hearty belly laugh, "Don't even bother, darlin'... If you were paying attention... You'd know that I squeaked in a line about me being the former Emperor of Kashyyyk. And, as handsome as I am, unfortunately, I feel ike the wookies might have an issue with me wanting to claim the throne. ...If they even got one."

Your face flushed with color and you buried your face into your hands, "Stars, I am so sorry. I-I really was trying to pay attention, I just..."

"Got lost in all this--" He leaned back to gesture to his messy, sweaty form. "--primal, god-like, drop-dead gorgeous attractiveness?"

From the bottom of his ladder, you could hear BB-8 tweet out a response that called Poe out. You swore you could make out "nerf-herder" and "Hutt's armpit" in-between his refuting whistles and beeps.

Poe leaned back on the ladder and frowned at his round companion, "Hey, you little womp-rat! I will have you know a lot of people find me handsome!"

BB-8 once again doubted that claim, your abilities once again picking out few choice words such as; "drunkards", "a blind quarren" and "brain-dead jawa".

You need to laugh at their bickering overpowered your embarrassed, darkened cheeks and you titter and snort at what little you could pick ou.

Poe looked at you with a playful scowl, "What're you giggling about?"

You cover your mouth and point down at BB, who tweeted as he spun in a circle.

Poe looked between you and BB, his jaw going slack as his amber eyes looked to the both of you in disbelief.

He finally looked back at you for a final time, pointing at you.

"You," He pointed down at BB-8. "Can understand him?"

You rub the back of your neck. "W-well sort of... I spent a lot of my childhood working in a droid repair shop, and--"

Poe clapped, whooping happily, "Oh, I knew I liked you! Finally, somebody else who can hear what this little metal butterball is shouting at me! You'd be surprised at how many people don't understand droids!"

He leaned in and whispered conspiratorially, "...Sometimes I think they're the lucky ones."

BB-8 twittered and shrieked a response, beeping rapidly in an irritated manner, making Poe laugh once again.

Finally, he leaned into the cockpit once more, winking at you.

"C'mon, darlin'... let's go over this again so the info soaks up into that pretty little brain o' yours. And if you do a good enough job on the pop quiz... maybe we can hit the local cantina!"

#🌙 answered #poe dameron #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron x you #star wars

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Bout Time | Steven Holtz & Jacob Truscott

summary: how far can your brothers requests go if he isn't around?

pairing: Steven Holtz x Lapointe!Reader x Jacob Truscott

request: yes/no

warnings: mature themes, p in v, threesome, oral (both fem and m receiving), swearing.

word count: 3.47k

authors note: I don't have a clue who's idea this was originally but let's take a moment to say thanks to @mirrorballmcgroarty for bringing this one to us! and for letting me try a few different things with it...

The house was buzzing as the team came back from an away win.

The seniors wanted to celebrate and that’s how you landed on the couch “do you think she knows what she’s doing to us?” Steven crossed his arms as he watched you laugh at something Thomas had said.

Of course the boys were happy to see their old teammate return to the school as the Sharks were playing Detroit the next day. But what they didn’t want to see was how close you were to your ex fuckbuddy “wouldn’t put it past her.” Jacob grumbled knowing exactly what game you played with them.

Since sophomore year you got a kick out of flirting with the boys, but one detail that was missed was that you flirted with Steven first. Your brother Phil remained none the wiser as you would be in the same room of a party laughing at whatever happened when his own roommates would have thoughts about you. Ones so naughty that they often had the boys in their rooms, with their hands fisting their cocks picturing that it was your mouth or your cunt instead. The boys watched you sit on his lap giving him a chance to finally kiss your neck as he got the chance the practically be faced with your breasts.

You were in this spaghetti strap top and shorts that were enough to make most of the guys do a double take of you “are you gonna do something?” Steven motioned to Jacob to break up whatever was forming “you think they’re gonna stop me?” Thomas grinned as he ran his fingers over your side.

The two of you had been flirting at first but when you noticed that the boys staring things quickly changed. Thomas couldn’t deny that he was still attracted to you, so when you said you wanted to push their buttons he couldn’t say no.

So as he ran his fingers through your hair the two of you were reminded about all that once happened “you two are not fucking on the couch.” Jacobs whine made you smirk “don’t see you coming to anyone else to stop ‘em.” You could see at least five couples around you both looking like they were close to leaving, including Phil and Khiana.

Thomas squeezed his hand around your waist as he looked at his phone to see the time “she needs to take me back to the hotel anyways.” He announced making all three of the still Umich students heads snap in his direction “you need one of us to come with you?” Your amusement quickly turned to irritation as you glared at the duo.

Sure you wanted to tease them, even rile them up a little. But getting cockblocked was not on the list of options you were willing to have “I am pretty sure I can drive my car alone.” You pointed out as you only had one drink when you got there before you switched to water.

The boys watched you leave almost three hours ago, and now with the duo being left alone in the house to clean after Phil went to the hotel with Khiana. The boys thought the worst as you hadn’t shown up like you normally did “party is over kid!” Steven called out hearing the front door open.

Your laughter was followed by it “came to help clean up.” You were always there as an extra set of hands when the party was over. Neither boy liked waking up to a messy house hence why they stayed up the night before “you have a good night?” Steven smiled watching you tug your hair back into a messy updo.

His comment made you raise your eyebrows “yeah it was good to see Tom again.” You nodded tugging at the necklace on your collarbones “but you will be happy to know that I stayed a holy child tonight.” Your comment now made them both feel surprised.

They looked at each other trying to process what was going on “but you were gone for so long.” Jacob pointed out as he crossed his arms wondering if this was really the stuff they were meant to be asking you about.

But when laughter left your lips both boys watched you in confusion “not every guy only lasts five minutes boys.” You pointed out making them both turn red “thought even you two would know that.” You added with a smirk as they grew irritated.

Both of them were lost for words as they looked at each other “we know how to be in bed.” Steven coughed the words out as Jacob sent him a glare “it’s okay to not be that experienced boys.” You teased patting Jacob on the chest as you winked at the older boy.

Before they got the chance to respond they watched you turn to the kitchen, bringing a load of empty beer bottles with you “she is going to get us killed.” Steven pointed out with a sigh “what he doesn’t know won’t kill him.” Jacob pointed out as there was an entire rule Phil created for the team leaving you off limits. But as he was shit out of luck expecting it to be kept up with him thirty minutes away and at a hotel for the night.

They were able to behave for now getting most of the cleaning done even “did you really care if I slept with him?” You always had a soft spot for the captain as you sat on the counter “who you sleep with shouldn’t be my issue.” Jacob sighed as he dropped the towel that he had in his hands.

You let out a huff almost frustrated that you were serving yourself up to him on a silver platter, after pushing as many buttons as you could “even if it was you?” Finally his head snapped to turn to you “you better not fuck with me.” Jacob found himself between your legs as you turned your head up to his.

It felt like the air around you both grew warm “dead serious.” You nodded finally watching him cup your cheeks.

His hands were rough against your skin, almost not caring that Steven only throwing the trash away. Jacob dropped his head finally letting years of want and desire get what they had been waiting for since freshman year. The kiss had your lips feeling like they were on fire, moulded together in the same way a final piece of a puzzle fits in.

A moan left your lips as you let your hands scratch up the inside of his chest running over his muscles “am I walking in on something?” Steven let the question slip from his lips causing your head to turn in his direction.

The boys both looked at each other almost ignoring you “not if you wanna join.” You announced standing up as your body pressed against the captains.

They swore that you were going to be the death of them as they looked back at you. Steven walked closer as he watched the younger boy squeeze at your waist “that what you want?” Jacob’s rough voice made you squirm.

Your legs pressed together in an attempt to suppress the heat you felt causing an inaudible noise to leave your lips as you nodded “unless you say it we won’t do it.” Steven sighed as he kissed your shoulder “I need you both.” You gasped pushing the words out of your mouth.

Their silence made you want to cry “want you to fuck me please.” Your whine was enough to make their cocks grow hard “look at you so well mannered.” Jacob raked his fingers through her hair as you whimpered.

You couldn’t help nod, desperately wanting either of them to make a move “why don’t you go sit on my bed in nothing.” Jacob kissed your neck as you nodded.

Both boys felt their patience being tested as they watched you saunter upstairs “why aren’t we going?” Steven grumbled wanting to hit his teammate for letting you go “because we need to see if she knows how to listen or if she’s gonna be a brat.” The captain smirked as if he had planned this all out already.

You looked at your body in the reflection of his mirror “told you she couldn’t follow a simple instruction.” Jacob clicked his tongue as he shook his head “thought so much better of her.” Steven sighed watching you turn around to face them in nothing more than your bra and panties.

You walked back to them with a soft smile on your lips “wanted to give you boys something to take off.” You explained reaching back to unclip your bra “aren’t you huff so considerate.” Jacob scoffed tugging at the straps pulling your bra down to the ground as your breasts bounced.

Their eyes were drawn to the grin on your lips “who do you want first?” Steven’s words reminded you both that he was there “want your mouth.” Since you heard a rumour about the older boy being a great bottom you let your mind run wild with fantasies.

Jacob couldn’t help but feel jealous as he watched you kiss Steven. After all the older boy was the one who you flirted with first and even if Jacob got the chance to kiss you first, the feelings you seemed to hold for the other boy stayed stronger.

It was like this hotted blackout where before you knew it your thighs pressed against Steven’s head. And Jacobs lips were against your breasts “fuck me.” You gasped feeling the captain nip at your sensitive peaks.

The sensation made you sit on Steven’s face finally giving the boy what he wanted as his tongue licked up your slit. The feeling made you moan causing Jacob to look up at you, letting his lips pop from your nipple as saliva trailed from his lips “you make such pretty noises.” Jacob let out a soft laugh as he kissed your lips.

You were feeling overwhelmed by the pleasure you felt almost forgetting how to breathe, as your hand ran down Jacob’s chest you cupped his aching boner. Moaning when Stevens nose grazed your clit “you gonna let me see just what these pretty lips can do?” His rough voice made you whimper as your mouth salivated, watching your fingers painfully fiddle with his shorts.

Jacob was close to throwing a few warnings your way when you tugged at his shorts pulling them down with his boxers. His cock hit his pelvis bone and your eyes would have popped out of your head if you were a cartoon character “you can touch it pretty girl.” He cooed making you place your hands on his thighs to help steady you.

The effort you had to use to on his swollen mushroom head was practically cruel “I am gonna shove it down your throat if you don’t fuck these licks.” He grunted having enough of your teasing spreading the precum from his cock around the head “so strict.” Steven took the action to slap your ass making you writhe against him.

It was quick but you realized that they were very much going to be on the same team, maybe even against you. So you listened wrapping your lips around his cock running your tongue along the base of it.

Jacob let out a grunt as Stevens hand squeezed at your thigh as you moaned “This mouth is fucking heaven.” The hockey player tugged his fingers through your hair forcing you to take more of him as your throat constrict around his cock.

Steven continued to lap at your clit making you moan around the captain “so is this pussy.” Steven spoke up as you squealed.

You clenched around his tongue driving your hips against his face wanting to get yourself off. The room felt sweaty as you looked up at Jacob through your batted eyelashes “hi pretty.” Jacob smirked feeling the edges of your lips curve upright.

He watched you drop his cock from your mouth “I am gonna cum holy fuck.” You announced tugging your freehand through Steven’s hair “hold it until you’ve got me in your mouth.” Jacob’s demand wasn’t something that you were going to argue with it.

Not when you’re chasing such a high that was needy and full of desperation “who woulda thought that the easiest way to get you all quiet would be to shove a dick in your mouth?” His vulgar words made you moan as tears formed in your ears feeling Steven speed up beneath you.

So you tilted your head upwards making sure you were able to take more of his cock “fucking there we go now.” He grunted beginning to fuck your throat as he felt his thrusts grow scattered “fuck!” Jacob gripped at your hair as he forced you to stop letting your nose hit his lower abdomen.

The boy watched in awe as you practically sucked his cock like a straw letting his release shoot a sticky string of cum against your throat. Your orgasm wasn’t far behind as the Jacob changed his attention to teasing your nipples “let go.” Your moans were muffled with the boys release still in your mouth after you saw the way he smirked seeing the sight.

Your body shook as his hands, making sure to hold on tight enough that the vibrations that sent through you weren’t going to be enough to make you fall off of Steven. Your thighs dug into the mattress as your eyes stayed on the captain who watched his cum drip out of your mouth and down your chin “please jesus.” You whimpered feeling like you saw stars as his thumb caught your chin bringing his release back into your mouth.

Your lips swirled around his tongue making it easier for you to remain composed as Steven lapped at your cunt like you were his last meal “swallow f’me.” Jacob ordered feeling himself grow hard again as you obliged.

The salty liquid slid down your throat with ease as Steven tapped your thigh when you came down from your high “think you can give us one more?” His voice was soft as you pulled off of him.

You nodded watching Steven sit up straight “of course our little slut is.” Jacob smirked watching you bring your hands up to cover your breasts “no baby let us see you.” The older boy clicked his tongue as his hands wrapped around your wrists.

He smiled as he took in the sight of you. They swore it was heavenly watching you bite at your lower lip “you look so painful.” You mumbled staring at his cock at sat under his shorts “and feeing so naked to you both.” Your whine reminded them both that they were still in their clothes besides for the fact that Jacob had his boxers half way down his thighs.

The boys watched you in awe “all you have to do is say the word.” Steven reminded you as he pulled his shirt off of his shoulders “want you to fuck me so bad.” You whined still wanting so much more.

It made Jacob nod “so who gets that privilege?” He cocked his head as your eyes didn’t leave his.

Your hand shook as you lifted it up to point to him making him smile. Sure it hurt Steven but as you crawl over to his side and kissed him he couldn’t remember his negative feelings for you.

The taste of your lips was sweet on his tongue “such a pretty girl.” He mumbled with your cheeks in his hands.

The mattress dipped behind you as Jacob sat down letting his hands grip at your hips. As his cock swiped over your slit you tilted your hips back to his “still such a needy little slut after all that.” Jacobs laugh taunted you as he slid his cock into your core.

Steven held you up as he pulled away to watch your face contort adjusting to the captains size “move Jacob please.” You whimpered feeling your walls hug his throbbing cock.

He gratefully obliged letting his hips begin to roll as he pulled out to the point where only his tip was felt by your cunt. Before he sunk back into you allowing your hips to be met by his as he bottomed you out.

You were still sensitive from your orgasm mere minutes ago, making you whimper “you think you can handle a bit more?” Steven’s voice was soft as he ran his fingers over your lower lip. Like he hadn’t pictured it wrapped around his cock a hundred times over.

When you didn’t say anything still trying to get used to the sheer force that the boys hips snapped into yours at as the tight feeling of your core made him hard all over again “answer us when we talk to you baby.” Jacob warned tugging at your hair in annoyance as it made you squeal.

Your eyes connected back with the older boys as you nodded “yeah.” Your word was shaky since most of your energy was forced into your legs to keep you upright.

Steven nodded tugging at his shorts letting his own cock come out. Now Jacob might have been longer but the boy in front of you was thicker “can help you through it.” He mumbled giving your lips one last kiss.

It was easier to keep yourself from collapsing onto the bed as Jacob dug his fingers into the meat of your hips. Part of you wanted to tease Steven in the ways that you did with Jacob but that wasn’t possible as the new angle that Jacob for you at. Had you feeling him in your throat making you moan, which Steven naturally took as his cue to slot his cock between your lips.

The boys quickly settled into a rhythm that had you feeling hotter than ever. Used at both sides for these selfish boys who only wanted to make themselves feel good in that moment “fucking hell.” Steven let out a grunt as he ran his fingers through your hair making a makeshift ponytail.

The walls soaked up the sounds of skin slapping and soft grunts that spewed from the boys lips as they wanted to corrupt you for any future partners, even if they came from your past. Memories would be engraved in their minds of not only how you felt or tasted. But truthfully of how they felt so at ease with you, even if it was just between your legs.

This night had fulfilled all fantasies you might have once had with them working in constant opposite unison. As Jacob pulled back Steven would force you to take more of his cock.

And they could tell that you were close by the way that you quickly began a whimpering mess as the older boy painted your chest with his release, opting to make you instead like his own personal toy.

He watched you whimper “go on baby milk his cock.” Steven’s voice was barely a whisper but you didn’t need to be offered it twice as your hand went to your clit.

Your head hit his shoulder as you cried “fuck fuck fuck!” You chanted letting your body writhe against them both.

It was your orgasm as your eyes screwed shut that triggered the captains, leaving the walls of your cunt painted from his release “there we go.” He grunted slowly thrusting into you twice more before he pulled out. Letting his release mix with yours as it oozed down the inside of your thigh before you were let to rest your head on his bedsheet as they shifted to your sides instead.

They watched in awe as your chest heaved until you came down from your orgasm “you still with us pretty girl?” Steven smiled as you nodded “bath.” You blurted out making both of them laugh. But still even in that fucked out state that you were in, neither one was ready to say no.

Phil came home the next morning blissfully unaware of the fact that you were still fast asleep in the arms of his best friend and captain. Both boys ready planning what they wanted to do next leaving you with some surprises along the way. So here’s to the best graduation send off of all time, with hockey, sun, and sex.

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Reader x Chaeyoung - Getting Over It (Part 2)

I'm just gonna say I'm sorry for the late update and I hope you enjoy this one!

PART 3 will be up in just a bit.

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"Well Chae, thanks for the day." You turned to her as Chaeyoung put her hands behind her back and smiled.

"Of course (YN). Anytime. You did very well today."

You shrugged.

"I don't know Chae, it's been almost the same the past five days."

"Almost (YN), almost. AND you got to your knees yesterday. That's an improvement." Chaeyoung pointed at you as you sighed.

"And to chicken out a few seconds later." Chaeyoung's shoulder and frown fell as she punched your chest as you gave almost no reaction.

"Oh come on (YN), don't be negative. Sure, I can't imagine how tough it is, but to see you pushing and pushing, I can say that we're doing very well with each day. You're not swimming or anything, but the first day, you couldn't even go off the first step, now look at you yesterday. We're making progress and I'm glad I'm here to see it through (YN), no matter how slow." Chaeyoung topped it off with her signature smile while you remained stoic.

You loved how Chaeyoung's eyes seemed to be smiling whenever you looked at her. There was a certain sparkle to her, and she was funny and goofy with you, which made you feel relaxed, brave and at ease whenever Chaeyoung was around you.

You smiled.

"Yeah, yeah you're right. I'm sorry about being negative Chae, you're trying your best and me behaving like that isn't right. We're making progress, small, yet progress."

Chaeyoung hummed.

"That's the mindset (YN), we'll beat this in no time." Chaeyoung raised a fist in front of her as you smiled. You loved her personality and optimism and you swore at yourself to not be such an ass to her next time.

"Yeah, we will. You know tomorrow, we should invite the others to join." Chaeyoung's interior happiness dropped, but she kept her smile on.

You and Chae told the others that Chaeyoung was helping you overcome it.

You even told them how it happened the day on the beach when it all started.

It wasn't a happy reaction as each of them grimaced at the event and a couple of them were on the brink of tears of what could have happened, Sana the worse.

Chaeyoung, hearing it again, closed her eyes and tried to think of something else. She didn't want to have that in her mind.

Eventually, they all calmed down from it and each of them gave a word to you that they were glad that you were with them, even Tzuyu, and promised to help you out when needed as well.

You thanked them for that and well, that was that.

"Yeah? You think they'll help?" She asked as you shrugged.

"I don't know about help, but with the heat out, it would be nice to be with us in the pool too." Chaeyoung hummed, "but who knows, maybe with you and the other's support, it'll be easier for me to ease my way into the water. And honestly, I feel bad that you're sitting there waiting for me to do something. I figured maybe you can hang with someone else in the pool while I do my thing."

Chaeyoung didn't know what to make of that.

Yes, she wanted to ask others to help, but after seeing the progress, she now thought that she didn't need to and she really wanted to have her own time with you.

If she said no, will you think she was selfish?

"Well...if you want them to come then, we could ask. But I don't mind waiting (YN), I told you with you, I don't care. Besides I remember our long hours of you tutoring me in math the last term and you stayed with me till I figured out how to solve each step (YN), longer than what we've been doing. You remember what you told me each night?"

You smiled.

"I said that I'd be right here sitting with you no matter what nor how long it takes till you got it." You recalled those words as Chaeyoung hummed in approval.

"Exactly, so now I'm saying that to you."

And there was the effect of being with Chaeyoung.

No matter what, your morale goes up to tenfold around her.

You chuckled at her enthusiasm and nodded.

"Well, I guess I got nothing better to do~," Chaeyoung jabbed your stomach at that joke as she and you laughed, "hehe, thank you Chae. Really."

She shrugged.

"Don't mention it."

You hummed.

"Alright. Well, I guess I should head off. My dad is texting me to get home now."

Today was cut short due to your dad making reservations at your favorite restaurant. It was you and your dad only as he wanted to, in his words, bond with you more. He felt like you were gone most of the time and he wanted to catch up with you. You would have invited Chaeyoung, but you knew it would be rude of you to do so with your dad wanting to spend some personal time.

"Hey no worries (YN), well, you have fun okay."

You nodded.

"I will. And thank you Chae." She smiled as you backtracked out her home and turned to back to her while walking towards your car. "I'll call you later tonight alright."

Chaeyoung nodded.

"I'll be waiting~ Bye (YN)." Chaeyoung waved as you waved back, unlocked your car, got in, and after buckling up, Chaeyoung saw you turned your head to reverse out her driveway, turning to the right to leave.

As your car wheeled away from her sight, Chaeyoung stepped back inside her home while closing the front door.

CLICK

Chaeyoung locked the wooden white door and gave a hum as she turned on her heels and headed towards her room.

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THUMP

Chaeyoung laid on her back on her bed and covered her eyes with the inside of her arm.

"Another day gone...another day of not saying anything..."

She had fallen for you so bad.

You both would spend countless hours together, talking about everything whenever and wherever. Even sending texts left and right with the simplest emojis and gifs to make the other laugh or smile.

She loved to hear your voice and look into your eyes as if every word you said was the most important anyone had ever spoken. You made you feel like she was the most valuable person in the world every time she was around with the amount of support and care you gave her with any issue or anything that bothered her.

The moments they spent together were few and far between, but each second was precious to her and she knew they were to you as well.

The rest of the world faded away whenever she was with you and the excitement and joy inside, a feeling that she had ever really felt before, the kind of feeling where her whole body is high, almost numb with emotion and she caught herself smiling for no reason rose up inside each of her whenever you were in contact with each other.

Nothing else mattered, and nothing else felt as good in her life now as when you two were in close contact.

And every moment away from you left her wanting to be back with you, thinking about you, watching the time go by until she could be with you again.

She changed for the better with a more outgoing and expressive personality along with you and as the others joined couple by couple, Chaeyoung couldn't ask for a better group than this.

Even to this day, there was no day that was boring to her with you at her side and she hoped that there will be many more days with you, but not as a friend, but more.

At a spur, Chaeyoung evoked recollections of you and her together from recent all the way to...

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FLASHBACK - 7 Years Ago

'Well, it hasn't been that bad.'

Chaeyoung thought as a week into her brand new school came and gone.

A week ago was the first day of her first year of middle school in a brand new area to which she moved due to her dad's promotion and relocation to the HQ of his job. She was happy for her dad and when she heard the news of moving...well she didn't really have a say in it.

So her family did in the middle of summer and it was a few cities over from her old place which wasn't so bad, yet so far away as well.

Her house was nice and the area was nice as well, but Chaeyoung had her fear about school.

It was startling enough to be starting school without the couple of friends she knew, but a new place as well made Chaeyoung feel like an outcast.

Not that her fellow classmates were mean; most looked friendly, pleasant, and cheerful when she heard them but yet Chaeyoung didn't make a move to interact with anyone and nor to her.

It didn't help that she wasn't able to be outgoing and ask others about being friends so she figured this was how it was going to be for a while...a long while.

Not that she minds though.

And so the first week was of her sitting in the corner desk of the classes, corner of the tables in the library, sitting in the corner at the lunchroom, and basically being by herself, but she liked the peace and quiet of her own little bubble.

And her own little bubble happened to be herself reading a book, specifically manga books. She loved to imagine the settings and scenes processing in her mind while reading line after line to keep her mind going through the action or dialogue.

Speaking of which, before school started, Chaeyoung wandered through the aisles of the library of the school.

It wasn't as grand a local library, but it had quite a nice selection that Chaeyoung found interesting. She planned on checking out a couple of them after finishing the one she was to close end.

With her favorite books in mind, she went to the manga section and upon arrival, spotting someone standing in the same aisle. She quietly stepped a few feet forward and began browsing the selection on the shelves.

Shuffling towards the left of her as she looked at each bindings name, Chaeyoung spotted a certain book that she didn't expect to find.

'Wait, they have (Book Name) here already?'

Upon reaching a hand on the book, Chaeyoung retracted just as quickly as she spotted another hand on the right about to come into contact with hers. She followed the arm and it was the same person in the aisle standing near her as Chaeyoung took a step back.

"I'm sorry..." The person spoke as Chaeyoung shyly nodded.

"I-it's okay..."

"Uh," the person reached to the same spot and grabbed the same book as Chaeyoung gave a slight frown. As the person brought the book downward, Chaeyoung was startled when they offered her the book. "Here."

Chaeyoung looked at the person and the book and back.

"O-oh it's okay. You can have it." She spoke softly as the person shook their head.

"It's fine, I don't mind."

"...you sure?" The person nodded and Chaeyoung took the book from their hands, "uh, thank you." She returned with words as the person nodded.

"You're welcome...uh, Chaeyoung right?" Chaeyoung looked in question. "Sorry, I hear your name in roll call during our classes." Chaeyoung took a second to process that information as she nodded. She didn't know which class as she didn't pay attention to any other student's names.

"Oh...uh, yeah I'm Chaeyoung." The person nodded.

"My name is (YN) by the way." You smiled as Chaeyoung gave a faint one back. "So...you like (Book Series)?" You pointed at the book as Chaeyoung nodded. "Yeah, it's a good series. I'm surprised they even have the newest one here."

"Yeah...me too..."

"..."

A moment of silence occurred as it was getting awkward for Chaeyoung and you.

"...Well, thank you." Chaeyoung gave a faint smile, "I hope you get another copy too." Chaeyoung then turned around and-

"Hey uh," Chaeyoung stopped and turned to you, "I-I don't mean to sound like a creep, but I notice you sit alone in the lunchroom at a corner." Chaeyoung wasn't sure what to make or say to that. "And well, I was wondering...would you...uh, care to have lunch together today..." You asked in a bashful manner as Chaeyoung was taken aback, both feeling embarrassed as you gave a small frown. "I-If you want that is. I'd figured if you wanted someone to talk to or...yeah." You added thinking that you were forward as Chaeyoung's sight wavered a bit.

Someone actually wanted her to be with them?

"...I uh, w-would your friends mind?" She asked as your sight wavered as well.

"Actually, it's just me." Chaeyoung returned her attention to your embarrassed look, "I sit alone not too far from you and I figured maybe you'd want to hang or something...a-as I said it's up to you." You muttered and shrugged as Chaeyoung stared.

Guess there was someone else like her as well.

And know knowing it's just you, it's actually better than a whole group and Chaeyoung didn't see the downside of this as well. You seem friendly enough and it sounded like you were in her position as well.

What's the worst that can happen?

"A-alright," Chaeyoung stuttered, "sure..."

And from that moment was the start of a beautiful friendship that neither expected.

And as you said, you joined her for lunch on that day, both sitting in her corner as they found that rather cozier than a table and isolated from others as well.

Chaeyoung didn't have any complaints about you and she actually had a small fun time.

In fact, you were there for the next whole week as they met up for lunch till the weekend came. Those days were silent as you both spoke about classes for a few minutes and then towards books that both have read and sometimes it was eating in peace.

She learned that it was your first year as well and that you attend here for the same reason as Chaeyoung did with your mom being transferred due to a job promotion. She found it funny that you had the same reasons and behavior as she did.

Going to the end of the school week of lunching together, more topics and words were spoken and eventually, lunches had been much more pleasant than Chaeyoung would have imagined and the newfound friendship seemed easy and a nice feeling for Chaeyoung's new start.

Friday came sooner than Chaeyoung would have thought and was eager for lunch again.

Spotting you in the corner of their lunch first, she waved at you as you waved back and quickly as Chaeyoung sat, staring face to face, and engaged in somewhat meaningless conversation about their family, friends back at their old neighborhoods, and general topics in other areas than books such as anime, movies, music, etc till...

DING...DING...DING...

The bell for lunch to end dinged and you and Chaeyoung sighed at the sound.

"Well, that was quick." You spoke as Chaeyoung nodded.

With both lunches already cleaned and packed in their bags, you stood up and offered a hand for support to Chaeyoung as she took it and thanked you. Upon leaving the multipurpose room, both of you got to a hall where Cheayoung's next class was on the right and you on the left.

"Alright, well, guess I'll see you Monday." You said as Chaeyoung nodded, "bye Chaeyoung," and with that, you took a st-

"(YN)?" You paused and shifted to Chaeyoung's call to you, being only a foot away from you.

"Yeah?"

She gave a flat smile as Chaeyoung's shoulders went up and she became embarrassed under your look.

"I...well, I-I wanted to thank you."

"Thank me?"

She nodded.

"For asking me about lunch last week and for being my...friend." Chaeyoung appeared shy and broke her vision aside from you.

Her gratitude was unnecessary, regardless you smiled.

"I'm happy that you're my friend too Chaeyoung." Chaeyoung's eyes returned to you and a smile presented upon hearing that. "So Monday?"

She nodded.

"Yeah, Monday...and you can call me Chae, that's what my friends called me before." You hummed.

"Chae...alright then. See you Monday, Chae."

"You too, bye (YN)." She said back as you nodded and continued to walk to your intended class.

Chaeyoung turned in place and went down her hall as well and she couldn't drop the smile upon having a new friend here.

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FLASHBACK OVER - PRESENT DAY

Chaeyoung hummed as she recalled that day.

She never would have thought that you and here would be friends for seven years now along with gaining new ones to form the crew that she thought were the best of any group she had...no offense to any prior friends she had before.

Later, as the other friends joined in, you were Chaeyoung's best friend.

And now, you were her love...well she hoped in time you will be.

Chaeyoung groaned and turned to her side and pouted.

'Friend...is that I'll ever be with her/him...'

I'm a little monster nal geomnae

Neol gweropyeo nae kkumman kku-

Chaeyoung gave a slight jump in place as her ringtone went off. She checked her plugged-in phone and saw Sana texting her.

Hey Chae. Everything 👌with (YN)?

Yeah. S/he left like ten minutes ago

😔 So how'd it go?

Chaeyoung typed back.

Slightly better than yesterday

I know it hasn't been even a week, but I think he's improving each day

That's nice. Is there anything we can do to help 🤔?

Sana asked as Chaeyoung contemplated.

You girls free tomorrow to come over?

She typed to Sana. "(YN) did say it might go better if more of us are here to help her/him." She whispered as deep down, she really wanted the alone time.

I can't, got a double shift at work 😭😭😭

Sana typed back as Chaeyoung smiled at her emoji's

That sucks. Well I'll ask the others then

Sorry Sana

It's okay. I'll live. Well good luck with (YN) then, on both problems

"Both pro-...oh..."

Chaeyoung sighed.

Alright Chae, I'll text you soon

My Mina is over here 💖🐧🥰

Chaeyoung hummed.

Alright. Have fun 👋

Oh you know we will~ 😏😘

Chaeyoung gave a soft laugh.

Bye Chae 👋

Bye Sana

Chaeyoung placed her phone on her side and looked up at the ceiling.

"Maybe tomorrow...maybe..."

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TIMESKIP - NEXT DAY - 3:37 PM

Another Friday and another blistering day.

Somehow you'd successfully made it through the week, a whole week of spending every night after school with Chaeyoung, trying to test the waters and figure out the limits of your phobia.

Now, at the end of the week, this would be their fifth official session, and you weren't as frightened or timid as before but not by a large decrease.

Chaeyoung had been upkeeping her promise of being with you the whole time, even offering a reward for all your hard work on the weekend, you didn't know what it was, and even if you hadn't made much progress yet, Chaeyoung still insisted on it.

Having her with you did ease your nerves a bit, but you still hadn't been able to make it out of the shallows towards deeper water; only once you got to knee-high a couple of days ago till you went back out as quick.

Chaeyoung felt really happy that day and you surprised yourself that you managed to do so.

You tried not to think about it too much, your aquaphobia wasn't going to cure itself overnight.

You were sitting on the edge of the pool with your feet in the water. It went up to your shins as you moved your feet around in the water.

You had thoughts of how it wasn't as bad as you thought it was. In fact, you were doing your best to aid yourself at home as well. You didn't tell Chaeyoung, but you tried to do training at home in the shower.

While not at all the same as the pool, you trained to resist panic and stood in the water as much time as you can.

Normally, you wouldn't stand in the water for long, only using it to rinse quickly, but now, you needed to do your part to do this since Chaeyoung was doing her best to aid you.

Speaking of her, she was sitting by you and Chaeyoung wore a two-piece yellow bikini with regular bikini top and a ruffle skirted bottom that exhilarated her perfect body frame and cuteness overall.

And both of you had your switches as Chaeyoung asked you'd bring it to wait while sitting and to battle her.

Sorry not battle...get DESTROYED by her.

You sighed.

"God I hate Mimikyu..."

Chaeyoung hummed.

"Oh come on (YN)~, it's cute~"

"Yeah, when it's on your sid-A CRIT?!"

Your Sceptile fainted as Chaeyoung's Mimikyu's Shadow Claw critical hit him. You pinched the bridge of your nose.

"Well, one mon left. Send out your Gardevoir~"

Chaeyoung poked the side of your torso as you sighed.

"There's no point, you're gonna OHKO her." You complained.

"You never know (YN), you shouldn't give up. Maybe there's a chance." Rather than a taunt, Chaeyoung's tone shifted to a motivated one and you took it to your current situation as well.

Whether she was talking about one or the other, you nodded.

"Yeah, alright." you send out your last pokemon, Gardevoir, and commanded to use shadow ball...sadly...

"And you're faster, SLASH, and she's...gone." You watched your Gardevoir faint and Chaeyoung was the victor with three Pokemon left. "I need new mons."

"Well, what matters is that you didn't give up," Chaeyoung said as you turned to her and nodded. She raised her left fist, "gg (YN)." You raised your right and fist-bumped hers.

"Yeah, gg...next time I'll-"

"Hey, you two."

You both turned to witness both Jihyo and Tzuyu barely coming out of Chaeyoung's home holding hands, both with towels over their shoulders and already in swimwear.

Jihyo in a dark blue one-piece swimsuit while Tzuyu in a sea wave light pink two-piece bikini. Both articulated their perfect body figures.

"Hey girls, you look great." You spoke up as Chaeyoung nodded.

"Thanks, you two~" Jihyo smiled as Tzuyu nodded back. "So, how you feeling?" She asked as both were now near you both.

"Oh a lot better than the first day. Thanks to Chae." You turned to her as she smiled back.

Jihyo hummed at the two.

"That's great. Are the others coming Chae?" She asked as Chaeyoung nodded.

"Uh, they should be here soon. Sana, Jeong, and Dahyun can't come since they're working and Mina is out with her family for lunch but she'll try to make it so only Momo and Nayeon are on their way."

"Alright. So, how are you really feeling?" The sweetly concerned voice from Jihyo's intrigued face, "Because you seemed a little..."

"No, no I'm fine, thanks," you hurried to say before you had to hear what you seemed to like while proving exactly how fine you were by smiling too fast.

You wanted to say something, anything, that might remove the impression that you were being dramatic on purpose if only proper words would form instead of weak mumbling.

"Alright, just take it easy..." A warm, damp hand wrapped around your shoulder, simply holding it as if to let you know that you were not alone and not in a hurry.

"Of course Jihyo." You spoke as Jihyo nodded.

"Same (YN)." Tzuyu simply said as you looked at her.

"Thank you Tzuyu." She nodded back and looked to Jihyo, "Jihyo, I'm going to tan."

Jihyo smirked.

"I'll help with the sunscreen~" Jihyo rubbed her shoulder against Tzuyu's.

"Back only."

"Fine. I'll be back you two." Jihyo said to you both as Chaeyoung and you nodded and watched the two go to the nearest chaise lounge.

"This will be good." You said as Chaeyoung looked at you. "Hopefully."

Chaeyoung hummed.

"It will be."

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It wasn't long before Jihyo got into the pool herself after sitting with you and Chaeyoung for a bit as she asked Chaeyoung for a race as Chaeyoung thought about it for a few seconds before you told her you'd be good.

You adjusted to the water with practiced ease, looking over at Chaeyoung and Jihyo who were swimming through the deeper waters, laughing and splashing one another as they kicked their way across the pool.

You smiled, letting their laugher and the closeness of their voices distract you from your anxiety as you scooted over and up and stepped down slowly along the shallow end of the pool, one hand on the edge of the pool and the other shifting along the surface of the water.

You turned to Tzuyu laying on a chaise lounge working on her tan, sunglasses on with headphones in while her arms rested on her sides with her fingers tapping on the chair.

Chou Tzuyu: a silent, sophisticated and sharp type of girl that made people turn their heads at her model-like features. She was a girl with few words to say and was quiet, but she wasn't distinct as she participated in lots of your group activities, much to her seeming like she didn't want to do anything with anyone. Even for years, it was very small talk as Tzuyu was direct to the point.

And being around her and noticing everyone around her either staring or checking her out was interesting, to say the least.

I mean come on, with her perfect visuals, stunning body, and now a few feet away from you in a bikini...good lord...too bad for all the males that she plays for the other team. and too bad for the ladies that she's taken.

Her girlfriend was one lucky woman and speaking of whom...

Park Jihyo was the opposite of Tzuyu in terms of personality but equal in terms of attractiveness. Energetic, outspoken, driven; she was the 'mother' of the group so to speak: made sure everyone finished their homework and projects, made schedules on tutoring sessions for upcoming tests and quizzes, and even made sure you all were eating well...she was the most responsible of the group and while she can go overboard on the concern side, each of you loved her for her keeping everyone in check.

An odd couple that you didn't think would work yet they seemed to mash well. You notice that either girl was even happier with the other.

You averted your attention to the water being in the middle of your shins and knees.

You trailed your fingertips through the too-blue water and then slowly submerged as your knees buckled for the water to rise up your legs, eventually getting to your knees once more and even more as it went over your knee caps.

Then your eyes stung a bit and your breathing went close in intervals as you hoisted yourself up with the support of the wall, the water droplets going down your legs.

"Relax...relax..." You whispered.

'That wasn't too bad.'

It was strange, how things from your past stayed ingrained within you, muscle memory from a time when you were six causing you to have this panic.

You honestly wanted to beat this, but glimpses of that minute of you being down there swims up to your mind.

It was a pool and you could clearly see the water underneath and yet...you couldn't even go a third of your body.

But what Chaeyoung said was true, little steps and before you couldn't even step into it and now to your knees. That's something right?

"Wow (YN), you did that without me this time. Are you feeling okay?"

The ripples of the water grew and looked right to see Chaeyoung and Jihyo now treading on the water towards you.

You shifted your position with your back against the edge of the pool and with a soft exhale as Chaeyoung looking pleased giving you a hearty smile while Jihyo looking concerned and a frown to boot.

You smiled softly at them both.

"I'm alright...I actually got past the knees." You met Chaeyoung's hazel eyes, catching a hint of confusion across her face at your somber reaction. "Really, I'm fine..."

"Remember what I said (YN), small steps." She repeated yesterday's words as you nodded.

"But don't push yourself okay." Jihyo lowered as you nodded.

"Yeah (YN), it's great that you're trying, but don't try to overwork it without me. Please?" You knew why she said that. After scaring her, you didn't blame her.

"Of course. I'm sorry."

"No worries." Chaeyoung then turned to Jihyo. "Uh, Ji, do you mind getting some water bottles for us?"

Jihyo understood the 'code' that Chaeyoung was asking for, she was too nice to say 'can you give us a minute'.

"Sure." She gave you a smile, thoughtful before turning and wading towards the stairs leading out of the pool and towards the house...until she spotted Tzuyu on her right. She couldn't help but look at her beauty and how hot she was.

Jihyo walked towards her girlfriend and poked her on the shoulder. Tzuyu's head turned towards Jihyo's smile with her hands behind her back now.

"What?" She asked as Jihyo grinned.

"Nothing, admiring the view~" Tzuyu rolled her eyes. "I'm getting drinks, what do you want my Tzundere?"

"Water."

"Water huh? You are looking pretty hot~" Jihyo roamed her eyes down to Tzuyu's slender creamy body, her tummy, hips, her long legs, and the pink bikini articles that Jihyo couldn't help but think naughty-

"Jihyo, stop checking me out."

"You know I can't resist you Tzu~ Especially in this~ And to be honest," Jihyo leaned closer until her head was hovering Tzuyu's, "You're making me hot as well~"

Jihyo smiled as she observed Tzuyu giving a shake of her head and reached out to give Jihyo a playful shove.

"Then get in the pool."

Jihyo smirked.

"I love you too~"

Jihyo turned towards the home as Tzuyu smiled behind her Jihyo's back.

Meanwhile, you and Chaeyoung were back on the stairs and this time, you were on the second set of steps as you felt the water go up and down to your shins and a bit on your behind.

You sighed and turned towards Chaeyoung once they were alone, glancing up at her shyly and smiling softly. "I'm sorry about that, I shouldn't have-"

Chaeyoung shushed you softly, reaching out to touch your arm. "Hey, it's alright. I was nervous that you would...have that again."

You shook your head, glancing away from those bright brown eyes, drifting slowly across the empty pool. "I don't blame you. I saw you two swimming and hanging in the pool and I questioned as to how easy you and the others make it." You told as she shook her head.

"And hopefully it'll be easy for you too (YN), but for now maybe you shouldn't do stuff like that on your own." Chaeyoung's voice was soft, almost too soft, and you looked back up at her.

"Good call."

Chaeyoung chuckled while reaching out to draw you closer, holding your hand resting on the step. "Remember, we're all here for you (YN). I'm here for you."

You sighed softly, letting your steady heartbeat soothe your nerves. "It's crazy how difficult it is...I mean it's just water," you brought your other hand up, cupped with the pool water that leaked out of your hand. "We drink this every day and I can't even stand in it."

Chaeyoung rubbed against your hand and closed your eyes as Chaeyoung soothed you, relaxing into her touch.

When several moments had passed of comfortable silence between them, Chaeyoung stood up and took a step into the water, and met your eyes.

"Do you want to try again?" You tilted your head slightly, watching Chaeyoung's suggestive expression and outreached hands. "This time with me?"

You searched her face up hands and smile alternatively and nodded as you took them.

'I can do this...I can do this.'

After grasping your hands in hers, Chaeyoung nodded and draw you with her through the water to which you came out as she backed towards that spot slowly, searching your eyes.

"I want you to focus on me, okay? Just look at me, trust me to keep you safe. Don't think about where your feet are or what we are doing. Just keep your eyes on me, okay?"

You nodded, pushing down your fear and letting your feet lift up off of the steps of the pool, Chaeyoung treading water as she pulled you up and guiding you further towards where you were a minute ago.

"Keep a hand on the corner of the wall as well, so that you can feel the ground still and push yourself up when needed." You nodded and taking her instructions, you let go of the left hand and placed it on the edge of the pool.

Tzuyu, on the side, was watching the two as she stared at you treading alongside the edge. While she didn't show it, she did feel for you having to endure this, she was afraid of spiders herself and she freaked out whenever she saw one.

And to see you treading across your said fear, she was rooting for you as well.

"Hey," Tzuyu heard her girlfriend's voice behind her and turned to Jihyo holding four bottles of water. Three in one arm held against her and one in her other hand, outstretched to Tzuyu as Tzuyu took it.

"Thanks."

"Sure...is s/he okay?" Jihyo asked Tzuyu as they both turned to you and Chaeyoung.

"That's it (YN), you're doing great," Chaeyoung spoke as inch by inch, took you closer as you stared right at Chaeyoung's expressive eyes.

"Well, s/he looks good," Tzuyu answered back as Jihyo laid down the bottles and watched the two now.

"I'm worried that she's pushing her/him." Jihyo voiced in a motherly fashion, as Tzuyu shrugged.

"Okay, now that we're here, I want you to kneel slowly alright? And look at me when you do so."

Nudge by nudge, you felt the water rise up your legs and could feel the change in temperature as the bottom of the pool fell away, holding onto Chaeyoung's hands tighter as she kept her eyes locked, coaxing you along with her with soft words and gentle tugs until your kneecaps felt nothing but cold.

By now you felt the water rising up your body as Jihyo and Tzuyu watched intently at your face side.

"That's it, that's it. Easy (YN). You're doing amazing."

"I think that's good Chae," Jihyo spoke up, but neither you nor Chaeyoung listened. Chaeyoung because she was intending on helping you and you...well...

Cold, deep water.

Distinctively colder than the warmth of the shallows.

Cold enough that it sends fear singing like lightning up your spine.

Your breath hitched, trying to focus on the girl in front of you, trying not to think about the images inside your mind.

Dark water, muddled into the mossy green with algae and only the light rays above as you fought against the weight of those depths, pulling you slowly, tugging your body down.

You froze up completely, fear flashing wildly across your face.

At that moment you weren't in the pool with Chaeyoung.

You were back at the beach.

Chaeyoung instantly knew something was wrong, instantly stopping and pushing you quickly towards the edge of the pool, your view straight at Jihyo and Tzuyu.

You took deep breaths as your nails scratched across the stone side of the pool.

"(YN)?!" Jihyo speed-walked to you as Tzuyu was about to get up as well, but both stopped as Chaeyoung's hand went up and shook.

Much to Jihyo's instincts to aid you, she followed Chaeyoung's request for now and stood in place, ready to assist if needed as Tzuyu was sat up on the lounge.

"Easy, you're alright. Just look forward on the ground." Chaeyoung's voice pierced your thoughts and without looking, you nodded at her instructions, letting out a shuddering exhale.

"Sorry..." You let out that simple word as Chaeyoung rubbed your back.

"It's okay, it's okay." Chaeyoung sprung into action. "Shh, you're safe now. I'm sorry. You're on the ground now," Chaeyoung repeated several times and positioned herself and drew her closer to you so she was leaning against your body close and snugged like with her left hand on your right arm resting as Chaeyoung played with your hair with her left to soothe you.

"I've got you. You're safe. But you've gotta breathe with me." She took a deep breath and slowly let it out.

You followed suit and Chaeyoung took it as a sign that you were on the right track for being better. Feeling her words and hands, you kept breathing and Chaeyoung, with every few breaths, offered encouragement.

"Yeah, (YN). Like that. Breathe in with me. Good. Now out. Now in again..."

It felt like forever, but your rapid gasps for air slowed to deeper, though still shaky, breaths.

Chaeyoung pulled her crush closer. "Good, good, just relax," she repeatedly murmured as your breath continued its gradual evening out.

However, Chaeyoung wasn't faring any better; she still had her arms around you, keeping you tight against her and holding your hand.

But she shouldn't be hugging you.

She caused this again because of what she did suggest.

It didn't sit well for Chaeyoung and while you didn't look nearly as bad as the first day with you cowering and hurdled up, it affected her greatly.

You have gotten way better about being in the water that yesterday you actually stood in the water up to your shins. She even saw your smile as your eyes were closed and you even felt comfortable.

It was her fault that you were going through this.

It was her fault you we-

"I didn't mean to panic." Chaeyoung got out of her mind when hearing your voice. "Don't feel bad." You spoke up, making her feel the opposite and stopping in her tracks.

Chaeyoung was about to say something, but Jihyo kneeled down in front of you and placed a hand on your shoulder.

"You okay?" She asked in a mother-like tone as you nodded. "Ahh (YN), what did I just say? Pushing like this isn't gonna help." She added slowly and quietly.

You glanced down left and then back up at her disquieted appearance.

"I-I know Jihyo, but...honestly that wasn't as bad as before."

Jihyo exhaled frustration through her nose and trust everyone in the group, you DO NOT want to make Jihyo mad.

Jihyo turned to Chaeyoung as she was looking back at Jihyo. "Chae, you should know better." This time her tone was sharp as Chaeyoung felt a kick in her guts from that and her expression told it.

"Jihyo, it's fine, I wanted to do this with her." Chaeyoung turned her head to your side, "She's trying to help me that's all. Please don't get upset at her."

One look at you and Chaeyoung deflated look and Jihyo's knew it wasn't something to get frustrated about, but if this kept up, she had a few words for you.

You saw her eyes shift from tight to soft and her lips downward just slightly.

The poor girl was trying to aid her crush and Jihyo knew that she was doing whatever it took to do that.

Hell, Jihyo would do the same for her Tzuyu.

She turned back to her girlfriend sitting upright with her sunglasses off and staring at the three of them and then returned her attention to Chaeyoung.

'I guess that what love does to you.'

"...I'm sorry Chae, I didn't mean to say that." Chaeyoung looked towards Jihyo's sympathetic look. She knew where Jihyo was coming from when saying that, "...just...please (YN), none of us don't want to see you like that...after hearing about you, even in the shallow, I'm worried about you." Her demeanor turned 180 as you nodded.

"Thank you Jihyo. But with you, Chae," without thinking, you raised and placed an arm on Chaeyoung's shoulder as Chaeyoung smiled at your hand, "Tzuyu and the others," you looked at Chaeyoung, "don't worry about me, I know you girls are there for me, but trust me, I need to do this." Your words seemed to bounce of Jihyo as she gave a few seconds to gauge your answer.

"...Alright. And (YN), don't do that on your own again. We're all willing to help you out." Jihyo added as you and Chaeyoung smiled at that statement.

Of course, each person in your ten friend group would rather hang with their partner more than any other, but that didn't mean that the other eight were anything less.

"Is everything okay?" The three turned to Tzuyu still sitting up on the lounge. The other nine knew that Tzuyu doesn't show her emotions, but they also knew she cared for everyone else as well...mentally that is.

"I'm good Tzu, thank you." She nodded as you treaded to the left towards and up the stairs as the three stared at you, "if you don't mind, I'm gonna sit on a lounge for a minute."

Jihyo stood up from her spot and walked towards your side, intercepting you and making you halt in place as Jihyo was mere inches from you with a stale look.

"(YN), I didn't mean to get tensed, but I do mean what I said...especially Chae."

"I know, I'm sorry too." She nodded, "thank you Jihyo." She smiled and patted your back as you went on your way towards and past Tzuyu as she followed you with her vision.

Jihyo went back to Chaeyoung as she mirrored Tzuyu's actions as you sat down on a lounge that was about 10 feet from Tzuyu, your back towards the three. It wasn't a great sign for the three girls there as they were left with concerning thoughts, but figured it was best to have your own bubble for now.

SWISH

Jihyo gently got into the pool with Chaeyoung, now slightly regretting what she said to the poor girl.

"Chae."

Chaeyoung averted her sight from you to Jihyo inches from her as well. It wasn't long till she dropped her gaze to the ripples caused by Jihyo.

"I just wanted to help..."

Even though her frustration took her a bit, Jihyo felt a tang of regret for her choice of words.

"Cha-"

"Guess whose hereee~"

Each one of them, Tzuyu aside, turned to hear Momo and saw her and Nayeon coming out of the backdoor.

Both adorned with a towel over their necks with Momo having sunglasses on. Just like Jihyo and Tzuyu, they changed inside and came out wearing some fashionable bikinis.

Momo had on a black two-piece twist front bikini (and she made sure she wore it well) and Nayeon with a sky blue halter tankini set with drawstring sides at her bottom.

Nayeon and Momo looked around and noticed Tzuyu lying down on a lounge not far from the edge of the pool, both Chaeyoung and Jihyo near the edge of the pool and you a bit further away to their left also on a lounge, sitting with your hands held together.

They took a few seconds to glance at you, but no movement from you as they went forward towards Jihyo and Chaeyoung.

"Hey Tzu, looking good~" Momo pulled her sunglasses down and winked as she passed Tzuyu who looked back in response.

"Hey, that's my girl Momo," Jihyo turned hearing Momo's compliment to her girlfriend as Momo chuckled.

"Hehe~ Relax Ji, I think we all know that." Momo teased and smirked behind her sunglasses upon getting closer as Jihyo pouted.

"Uh, is s/he okay?" Nayeon asked the two of them as Jihyo and Chaeyoung looked at one another.

"S/He...didn't fare well while being in here." Jihyo only needed to say those words as the two understood. "It was literally about a minute ago."

Both girls looked over at you, each feeling their emotions drop slightly at your posture.

"I'm gonna go say hi for a bit," Nayeon spoke up, not wasting time for an answer as she turned on her heels.

Chaeyoung's eyes trailed after Nayeon's approach to you as she figured it to comfort you.

"Hey (YN)~"

You looked to the right and up at Nayeon leaning down.

"Hey, Nay."

"Mind if I sit?" She asked as you nodded while making some room for her as she sat down on your left.

Im Nayeon was an interesting character that was a mix of Tzuyu and Chaeyoung. Pretty diva-like, sarcastic, and sassy most times to others, especially to her girlfriend Jeongyeon, but was a hyperactive and positive bundle of fun who was pretty energetic and brings life to the group.

Yoo Jeongyeon, Nayeon's girlfriend, was a mix of Nayeon, Jihyo, and Tzuyu. She was a mirror of Tzuyu's and Jihyo's behavior but not as upkeep or silent as both, probably the third mature one of the group behind them. And while she wasn't as hyperactive as Nayeon, she was there to have fun with the group or girlfriend as well.

It was out of the left field when Nayeon asked Jeongyeon out. She almost wasn't going to go out with Nayeon, but after her constant asking, Jeongyeon accepted and quite enjoyed it, even if she doesn't show it often.

Meanwhile, Momo was already sitting on the edge of the water with her feet submerged in the cool liquid.

"Ahh~ now that's soothing." She waved her feet around and cupped some water with her hands and poured it over her thighs.

Hirai Momo was...well...the opposite of Jihyo. Laidback, easy-going and the definition of her lifestyle was casual. She'd take any opportunity to take a break from work or school and live life to the fullest with fun each day.

She and Dahyun were the perfect match as Dahyun, while having a slight responsible side, fun was always on her mind and the two, besides you and Chae, had the most of that together.

"With today's heat, I don't blame you," Jihyo spoke up while descending into the pool, settling down with the water rising to her waist.

"So what happened?" Momo asked as Jihyo scooted closer, placing her arms on the edge of the pool.

"As I said, s/he tried to get down like I am now. Didn't work so well." Jihyo turned to Chaeyoung keeping her sight on you and Nayeon. "Chae?" Chaeyoung turned her head and the other two ladies saw her expression to be somber. "What did (YN) mean when s/he said 'as bad as before'? Did something happened prior to this?"

Chaeyoung pursed her lips.

"..."

She didn't say anything and that confirmed Jihyo's statement.

"S/he had a panic attack didn't he?" Momo spoke up.

Chaeyoung merely nodded but was stunned that Momo was the one to guess it.

"Figures, my sister has claustrophobia, confined spaces and all. I remembered we were in an elevator and suddenly everything went black since the power went out and...well she couldn't take it and I remember every second of our parents trying to get her to calm down. I guess (YN) had one with the water?"

Chaeyoung and Jihyo heard Momo's memory and the younger of the three sighed and nodded.

"It was literally last week when you girls learned that (YN) had her/his fear. Minutes before Sana and Mina arrived."

"Wait? S/He had it that day?" Jihyo spoke up.

"Yeah...you have no idea how much it terrified me to see her/him like that." Chaeyoung looked towards your back, memories flooded of you on the cold ground, literally feet away from where the three girls were conversing, "s/he was holding her/himself, mumbling and freaking out, and...it tore me watching her/him like that." Chaeyoung clenched her fists to remember how heartbroken she felt.

"So that's why. I'm so sorry Chae."Jihyo apologized as Chaeyoung nodded at no one in particular. If Jihyo had seen Tzuyu in trouble like that, she would have done anything to help her as well.

"That's exactly how my sister was too. I'm sorry for you seeing that Chae, I know how scared I was as well." Momo added to aid in Chaeyoung and while she appreciated the support, the damage was done.

"That's why I want to help her/him first. I don't ever want to see that again." Chaeyoung's tone was determined, yet lacking at the same time as both Jihyo and Momo gave a faint smile, but Jihyo...

"I know what you mean Chae, but you have to be careful with her/him, really. I don't know the extent of how bad her/his fear is, but from what I saw we shouldn't pressure her/him on doing this so swiftly," Chaeyoung sighed through her nose. "I know you want to help her/him, we all do." Momo nodded in confirmation, "but let's take things nice and slow alright." Her words echoed into Chaeyoung's brain.

"...yeah. S/He was doing so well yesterday so I thought that-...no, you're right. I'm sorry." Chaeyoung felt her spirit go down as Jihyo rose up just slightly and patted her arm to relax her.

Momo figured it was time for a change of conversation.

"So...seeing as how you're the captain. What can we do to help Chae?" Momo asked, having Chaeyoung looking at her.

"Uh, I guess what I've been doing with her/him. It was walking along the edge to get comfortable in here."

"Cool. You mind if I do that?" Momo asked as Chaeyoung knew that they wanted to aid you as well.

"Sure, go ahead."

"Sweet~ Thanks Chae, and don't worry, Nayeon's probably cheering her/him up already." The three turned their head towards you and Nayeon's side of their faces, you had a smile on as Chaeyoung was delighted to see that. "And I'll take really good care of your boyfriend~"

Chaeyoung stiffened in place and turned her head in lightspeed at Momo smirking at her.

"M-Momo...not so loud..." Chaeyoung's poor flustered tone made Momo laugh as Jihyo simply shook her head. "And speaking of (YN)~ Hey (YN)." She waved towards her left, causing Chaeyoung and Jihyo to see Nayeon and you coming back with held hands.

Chaeyoung noticed and it didn't have any affect on her, knowing Nayeon's love for Jeongyeon.

"Hey Momo." You said with a slightly less enthusiasm than you had before and it made Chaeyoung feel a bit down.

"So, I hope you girls don't mind, but I'm gonna work with (YN) for a bit~" Nayeon grinned at you as you nodded.

Both Jihyo and Momo turned to Chaeyoung as she nodded.

"Sure, go ahead." Chaeyoung was going to let this be anyway.

"Sweet, alright (YN), you ready?"

"Right now?" Jihyo asked as you nodded.

"I only needed a minute." You answered as Nayeon slowly pulled you towards the stairs.

"Alright, well, guess we'll leave you be. Momo, Chae and I were doing some laps, want to join?" Jihyo asked as Momo grinned.

"Let's do it~"

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TIMESKIP - 8:42 PM

Chaeyoung was on her bed binge watching My Hero Academia

you would have been here, but after saying you needed to rest for a bit, Chaeyoung understood not from fatique but from mentality and she didn't blame you.

But still, after your slight panic, Chaeyoung observed you doing well with the others girls: Nayeon with walking about, Momo with some small squats, Jihyo on the stairs and even Tzuyu was on the poolside with you chatting as you were walking around for a bit, a bit uncharacteristic of her, but the girls knew that she felt for you too.

Mina did arrive later wearing a lavander ruffle high bikini top with spaghetti straps with a ruffle skirt to match. She came dressed to impress and if Sana was here...she'd probably die, heck even you took a peek here and there...with every girl...well can you blame yourself?

After Mina's turn to help you, the seven of you stayed till around six where Tzuyu and Jihyo both left and thirty mins after watching a movie and playing card games inside, everyone except you left.

After hanging out till eight, you left as well, leaving Chaeyoung now in her bed, watching anime alone and eating strawberries at the side. She was a bit tired and was glad to have a bit of relaxing.

KNOCK KNOCK

Chaeyoung paused her video.

"Come in."

The door opened to reveal her father with a plate.

"Hey sweetie, would you like a sandwich? I made a couple for me."

Chaeyoung smiled and nodded.

"Yeah I'll take one, thanks dad." He nodded and brought the plate towards her as Chaeyoung sat up and took the plate. The sandwich wasn't anything special, but she could eat it with her strawberries.

"So, how's it going with (YN)?" He asked as Chaeyoung nodded.

"He's getting there. He managed to get just over her/his knees before he...well," Chaeyoung shrugged.

"Freaked out?" He finished as Chaeyoung nodded again. "Well, I guess it's progress." Chaeyoung took a bite of her sandwich and gulped the bread and turkey ham down.

"How'd you do it dad? Your fear of the dark? I'm doing what you grandpa did but it doesn't seem to be working."

Her dad gave a sympathetic smile.

"Well Chae, just because it worked for me, doesn't mean it's gonna work for everyone." Chaeyoung's shoulders feel, "and it's only been a week sweetie, like your mother and I said, it could take quite some time for (YN) to be okay."

"..."

"I have to ask, last week, when you said that s/he got hurt, did you mean a 'panic attack'?" He asked as Chaeyoung nodded slowly and he saw her daughter's expression drop, "I figured...it must have gotten to you as much as her/him." Chaeyoung nodded.

"Which is why I want to do this dad, I know it's not gonna be simple, but...I want to help (YN) get over this fear."

Her dad smiled knowing that, while that's her reason to help, he knew his daughter has a major crush on you. It was obvious to them and they didn't mind if you and her dated, you both already seemed to be the perfect couple and they couldn't ask for anyone better.

"I understand Chae. You know, when dad and I were in the basement, he said to me, "change the way you look at things and the things you look at change" and he showed me that the dark, rather than scary, can actually be a fun show, hence the shadow puppets with our hands that I told you and I remember him making crafts from paper to put on a show or tell me stories for me with a flashlight; the dinosaurs were my favorite. Having the mighty T-rex battle whatever dinosaur came to challenge him." He brought his hands up and pretended to clash them as if he was holding the dinosaurs themselves.

Chaeyoung gave a smile at his memory.

"Heh, well, anyway, I don't really know what you and (YN) can do in the water, but perhaps theres something you can do along what my dad said rather than just sitting there."

Chaeyoung lowered her gaze, hummed, and nodded.

"So...some show or movie about water?"

Her dad shrugged.

"Could be a start." Chaeyoung nodded slowly.

"I see. Thanks dad, I'll think about it."

"I'm sure you will. Well, I'll leave you about it then," Chaeyoung nodded as he turned towards the door and just as he was about to leave, "and sweetie," she turned to her father, "your mom and I are happy that you're aiding (YN). He's lucky to have you as a friend."

Chaeyoung shook her head.

"We're looking out for each other dad. He's done the same for me and more." Her dad smiled and nodded.

"We know. Alright, well, don't forget to return the plate. Night Chae."

"I won't, night dad." With a final nod, her dad closed the door as Chaeyoung averted her sight to her phone and tapped the screen once to reveal her and you on the homescreen with her hugging behind you and both smiling at the phone.

"I'm lucky to have her/him too..." She muttered as Chaeyoung took another bite of her sandwich and went to googling what she can do.

About tenish minutes went by and Chaeyoung had no luck in what she can do what her dad said and just when she was going to ask the group of what to do, something came to her mind.

"Changing the way s/he looks at water...maybe I'm looking at this the wrong way. S/He can't get into the water like dad with the dark...so I wonder if only there's a way s/he can be in the water without being IN the water...that sounds ridiculous. How do I make her/him see that the water isn't all that scary..." Chaeyoung thought that it was impossible for- "Wait."

Chaeyoung got her phone and googled a certain word and sat up.

"Huh...hmm, this might work." She clicked on a website and started to read the main page, "It's open on the weekend...can this work?" She smiled, "I think it might."

So with a quick read on the times, she texted the group, hopefully they weren't all asleep, and then you individually.

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TIMESKIP - NEXT DAY - 9:23 AM

"Jesus Jihyo, can you drive any slower?" Nayeon complained.

"I'm following the speed limit." Jihyo calmly spoke up taking a left.

"You could learn from her Nayeon." Jeongyeon grinned at her girlfriend as Nayeon huffed and poked the side of Jeongyeon's torso.

"Jeongie, I swear you are never on my side." Nayeon pouted as Jeongyeon chuckled.

"So...how long till we get there?" You asked.

"About six minutes," Chaeyoung answered on your left as you nodded. "Trust me (YN), we'll enjoy it." Chaeyoung seemed chippier than usual and you took it as a sign for you to not bring this down.

"I hope so, it is my first time."

"You're not alone, all of us but Dahyun and Momo haven't been there," Jihyo spoke up. "They went on a date there a couple of months back."

The group was heading towards an aquarium.

A building filled with fish, animals, and...water.

Chaeyoung figured that since you were afraid of water, she'd bring you here to have you be NEAR water without being IN the water. So she typed in a place that fit the description: aquarium.

A zoo-like location where cute animals and sea creatures are taken care of and showcased.

Chaeyoung hoped that this will show that water isn't all that scary to be, especially with how cool some of these exhibits and animals are...she hoped.

It was a long shot, but if it could help you in the slightest, Chaeyoung will do whatever it took.

After calling each girl, excluding you, and telling them of her plan, they were a bit hesitant of you being there, but she assured that you'll be fine. It wasn't like taking a dive into a pool or anything, just lots of tanks of water.

They all eventually agreed to it and planned to go in two days on Sunday since most were going to work either morning or afternoon on Saturday, yesterday.

After calling you, you agreed to it after a few minutes of thinking.

You'd never been in one, and it was no wonder.

You were, in all things, anxious and startled. More water in one place than could fill a pool reduced you to a nervous wreck, but you weren't going to let them know.

At least this water would be confined to tanks, but still, you didn't trust it.

All that water just behind inches of glass...you were practically getting goosebumps just thinking about it and you were still standing at the front of the entrance.

You weren't exactly sure how it was going to help, but aquariums had lots of water involved so maybe it'll help, maybe not, but you if Chaeyoung thought it would help then so be it, plus it was a great hangout for all you ten to be in so why not.

So with no one declining, except to make sure that you would be okay, the ten of you agreed to go and after another day of training in the pool with Chaeyoung and the rest, besides Nayeon, Momo, and Tzuyu this time and spending some quality time with Chaeyoung at her place, it was the day to go and you went early today.

The ten of you took two separate cars with Jihyo taking hers with Tzuyu, Jeongyeon, Nayeon, Chaeyoung, and you while Mina drove hers with Sana, Momo, and Dahyun.

You wondered how Mina was fairing with those three in her car.

You turned to your right as Tzuyu was staring forward until she noticed you and turned her head as well.

"Doing good?" You asked as she nodded.

"Yeah, you?"

"Good, thanks." She nodded and turned her head to the scenery outside as you chuckled mentally.

'Yeah, short conversations are her style.'

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SEVEN MINUTES LATER

SLAM SHUT SLAM SHUT

Four doors were shut in succession as you six stepped out of the car and onto the parking lot of the large aquarium.

"We finally found a parking spot. Thank god." Jihyo chimed as the parking lot was close to full.

"This place is huge." Nayeon used her hand to cover the sun from looking at the building.

"Well, there are lots of habitats and creatures here. Even a small whale is being shown." Jeongyeon tugging at her long-sleeve blood-red top to flatten it out over her blue jeans.

Nayeon was wearing a similar top with a deeper v-neck with black ripped jeans.

Jihyo with black patterned blouse and shorts while both Chaeyoung and Tzuyu wore a design white v-neck with old-fashioned jeans.

You wore a white short sleeve shirt with an unzipped coal-black hoodie over and, like Nayeon, black ripped jeans as well.

"There's a whale here?" Nayeon asked as Jeongyeon nodded. "Jesus..."

They all walked towards the entrance and decided to wait for the others by the doors.

"Okay, Sana texted they're about a minute away. (YN), we'll all be around you alright? If at any point you need to back out, we'd understand." Jihyo spoke up for the group as some nodded in unison.

Being in the spotlight, you were a bit embarrassed, but not as a week ago, and you nodded to Jihyo's advice.

"Don't worry Jihyo, I'll be fine, but thank you, all of you." You muttered, face turning red as each nodded.

Chaeyoung stood by you and smiled upwards.

"And here they are," Jeongyeon spoke up.

Over your shoulder, they could see the other four approaching around the parked cars in the lot of the aquarium.

Mina, in a heavy jacket and jeans, was nodding her head.

Sana, who was in a similar fashion, was poking the sides of Mina while holding her phone, and Momo and Dahyun, in holding hands, skipped towards you six with Dahyun in a sky blue top with shorts and Momo in a pure purple shirt with sweat pants, looking perky as ever.

Sana released Mina and took a deep breath.

"Okay! So we're going to see the baby beluga! Then the seals! Then we'll look at the otters! Then we'll see the little turtles! Then the dolphins! Oooh! I want to pet a dolphin! Then the stingrays...Mina!? Are you excited!?" Sana exclaimed tugging at Mina's jacket as her girlfriend nodded.

"Yes Sana, I am very much excited." Mina smiled at her girlfriend as Sana giggled and grabbed her hand and pulled her to go quickly as Mina sighed looking forward while your group was amused at her behavior.

"Guess being with those three took a toll on her," Jihyo said as the other started to wave at your group.

"Hey, guys~" Momo held Dahyun's left arm as the four got closer to them.

Waves of hello's happened as they formed a circle outside the doors.

"Guess it's pretty packed." Dahyun looked back at the cars, "and this place is huge!!!" she raised her free arm and waved at the building.

"So we all ready?" Jihyo asked the group as they nodded.

"Mina!!!" Sana brought her phone in front of her eyes, "they brought in penguins last week!"

Mina's eyes widened as she saw a pic of a penguin on Sana's phone.

"Aren't they so-"

Mina grabbed Sana's arm and pulled her forward with a strength Sana didn't know she had.

"H-hey Mi-"

"Line. Now." Mina spoke with enthusiasm as the others laughed or smiled at Mian's newfound passion.

"Well, let's follow them," Chaeyoung spoke for the group as they all were ready to have a nice time.

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TIMESKIP

10 MINUTES

The entrance line was unexpectedly packed with people who are also seeking tickets to enter, but the girls didn't mind waiting in line as they chatted among each other or their individual partners.

Each one paid for their ticket as everyone heads out the lobby and inside the somewhat linear building, some of the girls were giddy like a kid on a school trip, and others feeling like the parents of the group.

You however could already see water tanks all around and while it wasn't scaring you to death like the pool, you pushed those negative thoughts aside.

"Stick close to me, I don't want us to get separated," Chaeyoung whispers right against your ear as she takes your hand, and she feels you tighten your grip around hers.

"Yeah, thanks."

"Everything will be fun, don't worry." She said as you nodded.

'I don't want to ruin this day for the others.'

There are more couples around them, families with little kids, groups of friends, and other people who were just as stranded as they were, navigating the wide hall that served as the lobby of common marine ecology and what you'd expect to find.

Behind the stretch of reinforced glass on either side of them were mini-ecosystems with common aqua life that seemed to be taken from slices off the ocean floor, which gives off the feeling of being in a tunnel at the bottom of the sea.

A few children run past, excited to get to the other end of the lobby where the rest of the aquarium starts.

You stared at the kids as you sighed mentally.

'Even kids are excited. And here I am needing a guiding hand.'

Pictures of whales, dolphins, random fish, and other creatures adorned the blue walls.

Dark blue wave designs wound their way past glass tanks and doors, taking everything in as you walked by tanks of all kinds of fishes and reading each information as you ten stopped to read each panel.

Chaeyoung took note of you more than the fishes or tanks as she was gauging your expression: all normal as they conversed among each tank.

Getting further in, there was a large circular room with ocean-themed decorations and there were spectators jostled around in a circle.

"Oh, this is where you pet the stingrays!" Sana exclaimed upfront as she pulled Mina with Dahyun and Momo following close by.

"Aren't they dangerous?" You asked as Chaeyoung shook her head.

"They're harmless creatures, unless they're in trouble, they won't do anything." She answered as you nodded.

Upon getting closer, there was a platform that went up to waist high and in it was a shallow, maybe a foot, of water with sand, rocks, and coral to resemble a beach-like location with see-through walls to keep the water in for the surrounding of the pool.

Finding a spot where some of your group can join in, you saw plentiful stingrays.

The grey, flat, roundish shape creatures were circling the tank while moving in a wavy motion that propels them through the water. Having broad fins that run the full length of their bodies, it looked like they were hovering or flying through the water.

"They're cute~" Sana, like a child, jumped in place as Mina relaxed her.

"So we just pet them?" Jeongyeong asked.

"Yeah, like the others are doing." Nayeon pointed out.

"Do we wait for someone?" You asked, bringing Chaeyoung's attention to you.

"I don't think so," Chaeyoung answered as each girl and you figured to do what other kids and teens were doing. You all placed your hand over the rays and using two fingers, you brought it over the rays, as over half the girls retracted upon feeling the top of the stingrays.

"Oh..."

"Uh..."

"Ahh!" Sana yelped and brought her hand back as Mina laughed at her.

"Uh, they feel rough." Jeongyeon groaned.

"That's what she said~" Dahyun leaned forward and pointed and winked at Jeongyeon as most rolled their eyes and Jeongyeon sighed in response.

"Hehehe~" Momo giggled at Dahyun's joke along with Dahyun herself.

"You two are literally made for each other." Jihyo shook her head as Momo hugged Dahyun's arm.

"And I'm lucky we are~" Momo taunted as Dahyun turned, smiled at her and the two shared a quick peck on the lips as they turned back to the rays.

Chaeyoung, being on Momo's left, gave a soft smile at the interaction.

'That could be (YN) and I...'

"It's like sandpaper covered with goo or something," you explained as your fingers glided across the rays as they swam by.

"Yeah, that describes it." Chaeyoung agreed with you.

Both Dahyun and Momo were feeling as many as they could, smiles plastered on their faces, as Jeongyeon told them to be careful.

"This feels weird," Nayeon noted as some nodded.

"I thought they are smooth," Sana spoke up.

"Guess not," Mina said as she took a step back, feeling enough of the fish.

"That's it then?" Tzuyu took a step back as well as most nodded, feeling content.

"Yeah, let's continue," Jihyo commanded the group as they continued forward with Sana, Dahyun, and Momo waving bye at the rays.

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The group walked past booths and exhibits about ocean life, the environment, and small displays of sea creatures as you ten ventured deeper into the aquarium. They take a slow stroll past each exhibit, still holding hands and reading the descriptions, and trying to match them to the brightly colored fish.

You passed tanks filled with smaller creatures such as jellyfish, tropical fish of all colors and sizes, eels, turtles, and even sea horses. You held hands with Chaeyoung the whole time as you ten were in a line of some sort traversing through the place in five pairs.

"Oooh!"

The two couples in the back and front turned to the couple in the middle with mild looks on their faces.

Sana had gasped, brought her hands up to her face, and was looking ahead of her with childlike fascination. And in a moment that got all eight's attention, she turned to Mina, speaking adamantly.

"Ahh! MINA! The otters are next!" Mina saw other poeple turn as Mina patted Sana's back.

"Sana sweetie, relax."

"Hey, you'd be the same when the penguins are next." Sana teased and tapped Mina's slim torso as Mina huffed.

"She's right you know." Dahyun agreed as Momo nodded.

"Sigh...I know." Mina muttered as the girls smiled at Sana's enthusiasm and Mina's mellowed tone.

Chaeyoung then turned to you as you shrugged and gave a smile to her as Chaeyoung smiled back.

"How are you doing?" She asked as you nodded.

"Good, not as good as Sana though." You joked as Chaeyoung chuckled.

"Hehe, yeah, she's pretty excited...but how about you being around..." She waved her other hand and gestured it to the tanks as you looked at one with several catfishes in it.

"I mean, it's not really bothering me, but there were small thoughts about this." Your hand was squeezed slightly for Chaeyoung to show her support.

"Well, I'm right here with you okay." She stated as you nodded at her. "And if you want to leave, we could wait in the lobby."

"No, it's okay, I'll be fine. Just, be with me alright?" You asked as Chaeyoung hummed.

"As if I would leave you (YN)." She responded and while that was a more direct answer, you smiled and nodded at her. "But are you having fun at least?" She asked.

"Oh yeah, I'm having fun, hanging out with everyone here. Plus the animals are pretty cool to see and learn about." Chaeyoung nodded. That was what she hoped for.

You and Chaeyoung kept a steady pace as you walked alongside her and suddenly Sana pointed at a room ahead of them.

The pathway, bordered by various tanks and signs with information on aquatic wildlife, led up and around a large circular room with a large pool surrounded by a thick glass wall as quite a few people, like the stingrays, were pressed against the glass.

Sana, Dahyun, Momo threw themselves against an opening for them on the glass wall, resting their chins on the cold water as they stared down at the otters.

In everyone's eyes, was pure adoring bliss.

"Aren't they adorable, (YN)?" You nodded as you cautiously walked up to the glass as Chaeyoung walked closer with you as well. "Look at them all swimming around and having fun."

With her other hand, Chaeyoung pressed her hand against the glass wall.

The otters glided across the water like nothing as they twirled amongst each other and you even smiled at the interactions.

'They are having a lot of fun...swimming is relaxing to them.'

...then...

"Look! Look! They're looking at us!"

Nayeon was right as a couple of them went towards your group.

Where the otters had been blissfully ignorant to the people's presence around them, now they were all looking in the direction of you and Chaeyoung.

The former's brow furrowed.

One seal, in particular, seemed to be looking right at you. Right into your eyes as you focused back.

The otter was, without a doubt, staring directly at you.

You expected it to be a passing gaze; a momentary glance, but no.

The otter continued to stare deep into your eyes. Each of your friends glanced at you as they saw your other hand rising on the glass wall.

You could hear the crowds murmuring as the otter looked at your hand.

"That's so cute~" Sana spoke up.

Chaeyoung gave a large smile at the scene and then she saw your expression.

A smile was on yours as well and Chaeyoung's instantly felt glee uprising in herself, she hadn't seen you smile when you were around the pool water.

Well, she has, but due to her jokes and talks.

This one, this one was on your own.

The otter then, swam away, having you lower your hand as you watched a couple of others join the one that was with you.

"That was awesome (YN)." Chaeyoung hummed as you kept your eyes on the otter.

"Yeah, it was." The girls on your right smiled at your smile as well.

As you ten continued to stare, your thoughts frayed to your early childhood, before the incident as you remembered playing in kiddie pools and the tub full of water.

Believe it or not, you loved the water before the beach incident.

Something about being in the cool liquid was soothing when you wanted and fun when it needed to be.

'That's how fun I remembered I had...'

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TIMESKIP - TWO HOURS LATER

It's been just over a couple of hours and the day progressed much as you'd expected it to.

There was a lot of herding.

A lot of standing.

A lot of moving slowly from one area to the next.

A lot of trying to find Momo and Dahyun from running excitedly towards anything that moved with Jihyo and Jeongyeon watching over them and Sana kept sneaking off to do something as Mina was caretaker for her.

Still, it did gave you a bit of fun to see the others enjoying themselves and to be honest, you had fun as well.

There was an area that took your group through the rain forests of South America, where you ten encountered a fourteen-foot anaconda, piranhas, caiman, desert insects, tree boas, electric eels, tree frogs and some giant Amazon creatures that you ten didn't think you'd ever seen.

Another area where it went through the deepest depth of the ocean and it was pitch dark that even Dahyun was scared to come in. It was to represent their world with little to no light, and no solid boundaries. The water temperatures were close to freezing and it had animals that seemed extraterrestrial in anglerfish and viperfish. Suffice to say, it wasn't one that the girls weren't coming back to anytime.

The Antarctica area was the last place to stop, much to Mina's misery, but luckily for her, it was after this one exhibit that she led the group to.

"Okay so this one is called, "Open Ocean" and it's supposed to be their biggest exhibit yet," Mina spoke as she pointed at the map.

"Biggest? Is that where the whale is?" Nayeon asked behind her as Mina hummed.

"Probably. Just says be amazed by walking alongside the largest sea life here." Mina tapped the description on the paper as Nayeon nodded.

A FEW MOMENTS LATER

"And if I'm right, the guide says that the exhibit is right through...here..."

Mina and Sana stopped as each person behind stopped as well.

"Oh..."

You and Chaeyoung being last stopped as well and your breath hitched.

You gulped at the minuscule tunnel of water and each girl realized that this was a shark tunnel made for people to simulate they were at the bottom of the ocean and that thought alone caused each girl to either turn back or to the side towards you as you stared down the hall.

Chaeyoung was prepared to aid you if you needed it.

"Is this the only way Mina?" Jihyo said looking at the map as other guests went through the tunnel.

"There's another, but...yeah it's another tunnel it looks like." Mina pointed at the map and Jihyo turned to you.

"(YN)?"

You nodded.

"It'll be fine Jihyo. Besides, I wouldn't mind seeing what they have at the "Open Ocean"." You mustered a smile as the girls glanced at one another.

They wanted to support you, but for some, with this tunnel, they guess you'd be reliving that moment from what you told them.

I mean it literally looks like they were walking under the water.

"Alright let's get to it." Momo's raised her fist and caused the girls to look at her.

"Yeah, I'm eager to see what's at the end." Dahyun joined as you smiled at their agreement right away.

Each girl nodded as they respected your decision, but they would be wary of you.

"Alright then, let's go in." Jihyo spoke for the group as Mina and Sana went inside first, followed by the 2yeon couple, JiTzu and lastly DahMo.

Chaeyoung stepped forward in front of you.

"You sure?" You nodded, "okay, if you feel off, tell me, close your eyes and we'll go straight through okay?" You nodded as Chaeyoung led you through.

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Again PART 3 will be up in just a bit.

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