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sarahsmi13s · 2 years

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Pregnancy Announcement - pt 1: The Dagger Squad

(not my gif)

pairing: jake ‘hangman’ seresin x fem!oc

characters: jake seresin, fem!oc (sarah), the dagger squad, the bradshaws + gunner

warnings: language, marrige, pregnancy, drinking (of age), im sorry if I missed any

word count: ~1.3k

a/n: this is part 1 of a 3 part headcannon of Sarah and Jake telling there friends and family of their pregnancy. however they are keeping the twins a secret from everyone other than Alyssa and Rooster

this is the next part in this oc series, which is inspired by @roosterscockpit ‘s ( @milesdickpic ) story ‘His Little Girl’ and yes the oc is based on me (but is mainly fantasy me lol)

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Sarah and Jake thought the best way to tell the squad about the newest additions was to just invite them over for a cookout, something simple.

“Hey guys,” Jake caught the attention of the group at the Hard Deck.

“What’s up man?” Coyote asked, sitting back on a bar stool.

“Sarah and I were thinking of doing a cookout this weekend, if you guys were down with that. This invitation extends to partners and kids as well.”

The group nodded, “Sure man.”

Jake smiled, “Great! I’ll let her know.” He pulled out his phone and sent her a quick text.

“Where is she anyway?” Alyssa asked, glancing around. “Oh, they had an away game. I would be there but by the time we got off, it was too late. I would have missed it.”

“We need to go to one of the games,” Mav piped up. “Amelia says the games are very interesting. And that Sarah’s got some special plays.”

Rooster smirked, but Alyssa smacked the back of his head before he could speak. “Ow! Why’d you do that? I didn’t say anything!” “You were about to.”

Jake laughed and shook his head.

“Okay, so everyone’s in?” They all nodded. He clapped his hands, “Perfect. It’ll start at around 3:30 on Saturday.”

When Saturday came around Sarah and Jake were up early and cleaning the house and the backyard.

“Sarah, Sugar, you can slow down. We have plenty of time before people get here.” She shook her head, “I know that Honey, but I just want everything to be clean.” She huffed a little, “Plus, I’ll need to clean the kitchen after prep and cooking and-”

Jake wrapped his arms around her waist, “Darlin’, chill out. I know you want this to go well, I do too. But you can’t stress about it. It’ll be fine.” He pressed his lips to her temple and took the rag from her hand, “I’ll finish this up, you get started.”

Everyone began showing up around 3:15.

They’re military, they show up early.

Sarah was making the handmade burger patties when the first round of people arrived.

*knock knock* “Oh, crap! Jake! Honey, would you answer the door? I’m in the middle of something?” She called through the open sliding glass door where Jake was getting the back deck setup. “Yeah, sure,” he jogged through the house and opened the front door.

He opened the door, “Oh! If it ain’t the Bradshaws!” “Uncle Jake!” Leia hugged Jake’s waist. “Vapor!” He picked her up and gave her a squeeze. Jake gave Alyssa a side hug and did his best attempt at a bro hug with Rooster.

They walked toward the kitchen, “Oh Sarah~” Jake called.

She wiped her hand on a towel, “Yeees~” She replied in the same tone Jake entered with.

She turned, her smile widening when she saw the group, “Hey guys!” She opened her arms for a hug and Bradley immediately reciprocated, “Future Mrs. Seresin! How are you and baby Seresin?” “We’re doing good. Oh Lyss, you can sit the cupcakes on the counter right there.”

Sarah and Alyssa shared a hug, “Oh, you’re absolutely glowing, girl.” “Thank you. And thank you for bringing the cupcakes.” “Of course.”

Sarah pointed to her fiancé, “Jake, get out of the cupcakes.”

“It was Leia!” “Was not!”

Sarah pulled back from Alyssa and put her hands on her hips, “Jake, did you just accuse the sweetest little girl on the planet of trying to steal a cupcake?” Leia nodded and Sarah gasped dramatically and shook her head.

It didn’t take long for the rest of the squad and their partners to arrive and the grilling to get underway.

“So, have you and Hangman picked a date yet?” Cyclone asked. Sarah sipped her drink, “Well, we’re shooting for October 7th or 14th but we’re trying to be flexible. You never know when…” Cyclone nodded, sipping his own drink, “I’ll try to keep him home.” Sarah smiled, “Thank you Admiral. We appreciate that.”

Bradley was with Jake by the grill, “Have you guys picked out a venue yet?” Jake shrugged and flipped a burger, “We haven’t really talked about it. All I know is that she wants the wedding in the fall and in Texas.” Bradley nodded and sipped his beer, “So she wants to wait until…” He trailed off not wanting to give anything away.

Jake nodded, “Yeah, she wants to wait. You know, I think I can talk my parents into letting us use the ranch. She loves it and one of our favorite memories happened in one of the fields.” Bradley pinched his brows, “Hangman, as much as I love both of you, I don’t want to go to a wedding in the same field you-” “No! Dude!” Jake made a shocked face before speaking again.

“Okay, well kinda- but that’s not the point. I’m thinking of it being the field that we danced in. Being just lit up by the headlights of my truck, slow dancing to a country song in the pouring rain. God, I think that was the night I decided she was my forever.”

Bradley patted Jake’s shoulder, “I’m sure wherever it is, it’ll be beautiful.”

Rooster looked over at Sarah to see her on the deck steps Gunner. “Oooo, Hangman, you better be ready. Gunner has her under a puppy spell.” Jake turned to see Sarah cuddling the puppy as Leia ran around with some of the other kids in the backyard.

He groaned, “I’m gonna be in for a ride…”

Not too long later the food was ready and everyone had a plate and was sitting at a table, on the deck furniture, or they were standing.

Jake cleared his throat, “Aviators! And company. Can we have your attention?”

Everyone turned to where Jake and Sarah stood by the sliding door.

He wrapped his arm around her, waist smiling at her as her hand rested on the growing bump that was hidden under her baggy sweater.

“We want to thank all of you for coming out tonight, Jake and I really appreciate it.”

The group cheered and lifted their drinks.

“As most of you have guessed, this is a cookout to celebrate our engagement. But we also have an announcement to make…”

The group shared looks of anticipation with one another as Sarah smiled up at Jake.

“We’re pregnant!”

The entire squad erupted in cheers, those standing placing their plates on the nearest surface to bring both of them into a hug.

Congratulations were shouted and ‘good luck’s were whispered in Sarah’s ear.

Everyone ate, asking questions about due dates and names. Whether or not they were going to move.

A few hours later, Jake and Sarah were talking to Maverick as he and Penny got ready to head home.

“In just a few months we’re gonna have one more Seresin running around causing trouble, eh?” Both Sarah and Jake laughed, “Yeah…” They sipped their drinks, mumbling the next word into their Dr. Pepper, “One…”

The captain pulled them both in for a hug, Penny and Amelia doing the same afterwards.

“Thank y’all for coming, drive safe!”

Jake and Sarah shared a look, bursting into laughter afterward, “Oh, Mav has no idea.”

A little while later, while the Bradshaws and the Seresins were cleaning, the two spilled, “We need to tell you guys something.”

Both Alyssa and Bradley stood up straight, sharing a look. “Is everything okay?”

Jake nodded, “Oh yeah, everything’s great. There was just a- a-uh-” “A surprise.” “Yeah, a surprise.”

The two look at them expectantly.

“We’re having twins.”

Their jaws drop, “WHAT?!”

Sarah and Jake laughed.

“When did you find out?” “Our appointment last week. The doctor thought the heartbeat sounded odd so she checked and there they were.”

Rooster bro hugged Jake as Alyssa gave Sarah a hug, “Congrats you guys. Hopefully they won’t be too much trouble.”

“They’re Jake’s kids, Lyss. They’re gonna be trouble.”

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xarrixii · 7 months

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Harlow yanked on Ainsley’s shirt collar, holding them back and receiving a searing glare for it, watching their fist clench. “We cannot go knocking everyone out. That ruins the point.”

“Why should I waste time delaying the inevitable? Everyone they put me with is always the same, including you. I’m not one of their trainers, this is real shit. It’s not sunshine and rainbows.”

He frowns in response.

Ainsley swats Harlow’s hand away. “If you have any other ideas besides coming with and fucking it up, be my guest. The longer we stand here the more suspicious we get.”

“Do you strive off being constantly paranoid?” Harlow drums his fingers against his lighter, leaning against the car they took facing away from the bowling alley.

“If you’re gonna stay here, my rules, alright?” Ainsley unclenches his fist, taking out a cigarette from a pack and lighting it with his thumb.

“Do your rules include trying to actually be stealthy about this?”

Ainsley grumbled, taking a moment with their smoking before tossing the still-burning cigarette to Harlow. “If it prevents you from ratting on me, fine.”

“Then what’s the plan?”

Swirling the drink in his hand, Harlow watched someone set a basket of seasoned fries in front of him from over his shoulder. With a muttered thanks, he set down the drink and almost instantly popped one into his mouth.

“You know,” the bartender said while wiping a glass clean, “If you wanted to fill your stomach before drinking, I’d recommend something heartier.”

“Trying to upsell me, are we?”

They smiled, setting the glass down and pouring someone else their next shots. “You the local fries taster then? Need the drink in case they taste worse than across the street?”

“You wish they were. Bet it’d make good money,” someone cut in after clapping their glass on the table. “Really, though. Mind sharing?”

Harlow shrugged, beginning to jog his foot on the stool. “Go on ahead.”

He watched the guy reach over and pop one of the fries into their own mouth. “First time in an alley bar? Just waiting on some friends to start bowling with or what?”

“Ooh, friends,” Harlow winced to himself. “Nah. Thought about celebrating my new place with myself by throwing a few down the lane, but by the time I walked down here I guess I was more into reminiscing on everything else. Then my good buddy said he’d be up to come down, so I’m just waiting.”

“That can’t be any good. You’re gonna need something a little stronger to wash away that kind of feeling.”

“What’d I say about harassing our customers?” The bartender strolled back around, refilling the guy’s shot, which they immediately downed.

“To stop.”

That elicited a low chuckle from Harlow, feeling the vibration of the phone resting in his back pocket. He chucked a few more fries into his mouth, drank a decent amount of the glass on the counter, and stood up, still bouncing his leg as undeliberately as possible. “Think you can watch the fries? I’ve gotta take a moment.”

“Not the drink?”

“Never been one for liquor anyway. All yours if you want it.”

“Why’d you order a drink, then?”

“It’s been a while since I’ve had one, tastebuds change. Guess the right ones haven’t yet.”

Harlow shrugged, backing off and listening to the sounds of pins crashing as he wrestled the phone from his pocket, feeling the controlled flame of the cigarette in another.

“Ainsley?”

“You’re still inside?”

“Yeah, I’m still in here. I can buy the lane now if you want.”

“Buy the lane? What the fuck are you⸺”

“Alright. I’ll get on it.” Harlow listens as Ainsley scuttles away in the above vent, shoving his phone away and going down to rent out a lane. He’s surprised with a playful arm around the neck, raising his arm and stealing the loaded USB stick Ainsley drops into his sleeve.

“You sure you’re up for this?”

“‘Course I’m up for bowling. Oh, go set up the screen and everything, I’ve gotta grab some fries I left at the bar.”

“Fries?”

Harlow looks into Ainsley’s baffled expression with a smile, stepping back over to the bar. He politely takes back his fries and returns.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Ainsley hisses into his ear while stepping up to the platform, rolling the ball down the lane and hitting a few pins.

“Improvising. You were paranoid in the parking lot, imagine how paranoid Storm would be if some random dude just stood there for God knows how long.” Harlow replies back through gritted teeth, shoving a hand in his pocket while Ainsley throws the ball a second time.

He fiddles with the USB for a bit before it finally slots into the data reader.

“You⸺”

Harlow ignores him, grabbing his bowling ball from the rack and sending it down the lane for a strike.

By the time the basket of fries is emptied, Harlow had given the USB to Ainsley again with a pat on the back after a row of spares and they’d gone off to “the bathroom.”

Harlow was returning the two pairs of bowling clogs when Ainsley returned from the bathroom doors and ushered him outside into the car. Where Harlow promptly started breathing way faster.

“The plan was for you to stay put.”

“Wouldn’t have needed to do any acting if you’d remembered to wear the pants with our more casual uniform.” Harlow rummaged out his lighter and drummed his fingers against it.

“Do not fucking remind me.”

“You also could’ve, I don’t know, let me do it?”

“Something tells me you are used to being in charge, and that attitude has to change. I vaguely taught you how to knock someone out with fire, and now you think we’re buddies. We’re not. You’re just another Cinder operative who happens to be on Liam’s good side. Let me tell you, you’re not the only one.”

“Just ask to go on solo missions if you don’t like other people that much.”

Ainsley snarled, kicking the car into gear. “I’m not the one who breaks down when I summon fire.” Harlow frowns, forcing himself to wrap his drumming fingers around the still-lit cigarette in his pocket to smother it in the car’s ashtray. “Just drive us back.”

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animeboye · 1 year

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Mid Dragon's World Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Going to the Mall

That night, Alex, my dad, Theian, and I sat at the dinner table, waiting for Z'haer, Eig'nia, and Girido to return. My stomach was growling at me. It was telling me that it wanted food and it wanted food now. Dad had a chicken cooking in the oven that felt like it had been in there forever. I moaned as I slammed my head down on the table, feeling lightheaded.

"Jakol, head up." Dad commanded.

As soon as I heard him say that, I immediately swung my head up. My dad looked at me with an angry kind of look for a few seconds then turned his attention to Theian.

"Theian, how did their first day of training go?" Asked dad.

"Rather well. Alex shows a lot of promise. His strength should become a valuable asset to you in the future. Jake, however…While he shows potential, he's uneasy about using his powers. I hope to be able to change that." Theian said.

"Oh? And how do you plan to do that?" Dad asked, sounding interested.

"I'm not sure yet. But I'll think of a way." Theian answered.

"Hmph!" Dad smiled. "I admire your enthusiasm Theian. I will continue to leave their training to you."

"Thank you, sir." Said Theian.

Just then, the oven timer dinged and a knock came from the door both at just about the same time. The door opened and into the kitchen walked Eig'nia, Girido, and Z'haer. They sat down at the table just as dad was pulling the chicken out of the oven. Dad brought the chicken to the table and sat it down. Then he took off his oven mitts and set them on the kitchen counter. I put my hand over my mouth, smiling, trying to keep myself from laughing too loudly. The thought of a dragon wearing oven mitts just seemed so funny to me. I didn't even know if dragons who were in human form could handle a tin just out of the oven with their bare hands. I guessed not if dad had to wear those every time he cooked.

Dad brought out seven plates and gave us each one. He took a knife and cut into the chicken, giving us a piece each. As soon as we were given our food, we immediately started eating, but before I started to eat, I got up and grabbed myself a glass of water and then went back to my seat.

"So how did things go? Did you find a good place to start?" Dad asked Eig'nia, Z'haer, and Girido, taking a bite of his chicken.

"Not yet sir. So far all the places we've inspected were much too big to begin the operation. We will be moving our search further out west tomorrow." Said Eig'nia, setting her knife and fork on her plate.

"Excellent. I look forward to your results Eig'nia." Dad said, smiling.

"Yes…" I heard Eig'nia say quietly. Strangely, she sounded a little sad.

For a few minutes, we were all quiet. No one said a thing while we concentrated on our food. Suddenly, Girido sat his chicken leg down on his plate as he chewed. Once he swallowed, he placed his fork in his plate next to the chicken leg and leaned forward in his chair.

"So boys, how did your training with Theian go? Was he yelling at you the whole time?" Girido asked in a mocking voice.

"N-No, it was fine." I answered him, unsure of what else to say.

"Really?!" Girido said, pretending to sound surprised. "Goodness me! I guess Theian isn't such a bad guy after all!"

Theian jerked out of his chair, knocking it over, his left hand tightly clenching his fork as he looked at Girido angrily.

"Girido, how about you shut your goddamn mouth before I shut it for you!" Theian roared, looking like he was about to pounce on Girido at any moment.

"Ohh hoo!!" Girido laughed. "I'm SOOOO scared! Just sit down. You're embarrassing yourself in front of Lord Saulstrance."

"That's enough children." Z'haer butted in, sounding irritated by their fighting. "We're all working towards the same goal. So as long as we're working together, we might as well make nice."

"I can agree with that." Eig'nia replied, biting off some chicken skin.

Without saying anything else, Theian shrunk back into his chair and continued eating. For the rest of dinner, no one said anything. Once we were done, we just went straight to bed. I said goodnight to Alex who said goodnight back. Then I told Theian goodnight but he didn't say anything. He made his way to the door, followed by Girido, Eig'nia, and Z'haer. I closed the door to my room and went over to my window and watched as Theian opened a portal that he and the others went through.

I laid down in my bed, putting my arms behind my head, looking up at the ceiling as I thought about what happened at dinner tonight. I felt pretty bad for Theian. Girido knew how easy it was to make Theian angry and whenever they were together, he'd always try to make him mad. I didn't think Theian did anything to deserve that. Sometimes I wished that Girido would just leave him alone.

As I continued to think, there was a knock at my door. The door opened as Alex walked into my room. He sat down on the side of my bed and turned towards me.

"Hey man. Sorry Girido had to go and ruin your birthday." Alex said.

"It's okay, he didn't ruin it. It's just…I don't know…I think he's just a real jerk. I don't like him very much." I said.

"Just be glad dad didn't make you too work together." Alex added.

"I know right?" I said, sitting up and laughing. "It would've been worse if dad made him and Girido work together! Just think!"

"They'd end up killing each other!" Alex exclaimed.

"Yeah." I agreed.

Alex stood up and walked towards the open door. I laid back down and was about to close my eyes before Alex said my name.

"Oh! And, Jake?" Alex said.

"Yeah Alex?" I responded.

"Happy birthday, lil' bro."

I smiled. "Thanks, big bro."

Alex left my room and headed to his. I heard him say goodnight to dad as he passed him the hall. Just as I was about to turn off my light, dad came in, standing in the doorway. I turned over on my stomach and saw him looking over at me.

"So did you have a good birthday son?" Asked dad.

"Yeah. It was okay." I answered.

"I see that Alex got you a pretty neat birthday present." Dad said as he walked over to my PS5 that was still in the box.

"Hmm…Playstation 5…" Dad said as he picked my PS5 and studied it, turning the box over every few seconds and reading out loud what was on each side. Being old and a dragon, I guessed that he didn't know much about video games. I wondered, if I was able to get dad to play some games, would he be any good? …Probably not.

Dad placed my PS5 back on the ground and took a seat on my bed.

"Sorry that Theian and Girido ruined your birthday dinner." Dad said.

"It's okay. They didn't ruin it." I said, telling dad the same thing I told Alex.

"In addition to your video game, Alex and I also got you a chocolate cake. We were going to have some after dinner but…Well, maybe we can all have some tomorrow."

Dad stood up and walked to the door. He looked back at me one last time before leaving my room.

"Get some good sleep, Jakol. You have another big day of training tomorrow."

"I know." I said, shutting my eyes immediately after he said that.

"If training goes well tomorrow, I'll let you stay up until midnight so you can play your video games."

"Really?!" I said a little loudly, my eyes bursting open in excitement.

Dad shut off the lights and closed my door. I closed my eyes again and started to feel sleepy. I opened my eyes one last time so I could get a look at my PS5 once more. I blinked several times and then fell asleep.

The next day, Theian woke me and Alex up at around 9:00 in the morning so that we could get to the mall sooner. Our training went until about 1:00. By then it was time for us to head to the mall.

Theian changed into his dragon form and instructed us to climb on. He crouched down so that me and Alex could get on his back. Once we were aboard, Theian stood up and opened his wings.

"You know, I really don't think this is such a good idea." Theian muttered, lowering his head.

"Aw c'mon Theian! It'll be fun!!" I said in an excited voice, smiling widely.

"Fun for you kids! What am I supposed to do if some humans see me in this form?" Theian asked, sounding testy.

"Don't worry about it Theian! We'll cross that bridge when we come to it!" Alex said, sounding like he didn't have a care in the world.

"You kids are just trying to annoy me now, aren't you?" Theian sighed. "Oh well."

"Hold on tight!" Theian said and before we knew it, we were flying at superfast speeds straight into the air. First, we were thirty feet in the air, then fifty, one hundred; soon we were more than three hundred feet above the ground. I looked over the side just to see how high up we were. My body started to shake in fear as I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms tightly around Theian's neck. I knew I had wings and that if I did fall off, I could either fly back up or try and fly to the ground, but I didn't know just how long my wings would be able to carry me and I wasn't about to try.

We flew through the air, soaring high above the many houses, apartments, businesses, we were soaring over everything! I looked down again and saw all the people walking below us. They didn't even look like people, they looked more like ants. Even though I was still a little scared, I had to admit, I was having a lot of fun. Me and Alex, we were the only kids who ever got to ride on a dragon's back. I smiled at that thought. I thought it made us pretty cool.

"YEAH!!! WHOO!!! WHOOOOOOO!!!" I shouted and cheered at the top of my voice, pumping my fist in the air a couple times.

"Isn't this awesome Alex?" I asked, turning around to face Alex and pushing my bangs back.

"Yeah! You havin' fun too Theian?" Alex asked, sounding excited, pushing his hair back too.

"It's not bad." Theian answered.

"Now hold on tight. I'm gonna show you kids something cool." Not sure what Theian meant but following his instruction anyway, I grabbed hold of Theian's neck and Alex wrapped his arms around my waist. Theian flew slightly higher and did two backflips. My legs pressed tightly against the sides of Theian's neck while Alex's dangled off the side. I screamed, fearing thatmy arms wouldn't be able hold on and I'd fall off.

Once Theian stopped, I put my hand over my chest, taking as many deep breaths as I could. My eyes were wide and my heart was pounding.

"You okay Alex?" I asked.

"Ye-yeah." Alex responded, panting almost as badly as I was.

I shut my eyes, taking in one gigantic breath and exhaled. I looked down and saw that we were almost directly above the mall.

"Ooh, Theian! That's it! That's the mall!" I said, pointing ahead of us.

"Alright. Now the question is: Where can we land?" Said Theian.

"There's a parking garage built underneath the mall. We could fly through there." Alex said.

"Are there people in this parking garage?" Theian asked.

"Nah! Usually they're upstairs buying stuff." I said.

Theian flew around the mall, looking for the entrance to the parking garage. Once he found it, Theian swooped down into the garage, coming in for a rough landing as he collided into a car and me and Alex fell off of him. I looked at my knee and my elbow that had been scrapped. Although they weren't bleeding, they still hurt quite a bit so I rubbed them, trying to take some of the pain away. I saw that Alex was rubbing his arm and leg too. When I looked over at Theian, who had changed into his human form, I noticed that the car he crashed into was squished so it looked like one of those little box shaped cars. Two other cars had their backs destroyed and almost taken completely off by Theian's powerful tail.

"Umm…Oops?" I said nervously as the three of us stood up.

Panicking at the thought that one of the owners would come down and see what we did to their car, I looked around, hoping to find the escalator leading into the mall. I noticed it at the far end of the parking garage so I ran towards the escalator with Theian and Alex following behind me. We rode it up and a few seconds later, we were standing in the mall.

"Huh…Sure are a lot of people here." Theian said, walking forward and looking around in amazement.

"Haven't you ever been to the mall before Theian?" I asked.

Theian shook his head. "No. In fact, until now I never even knew what a mall was."

"Seriously?!" I asked, finding it hard to believe what he was saying. "Geez just how much time HAVE you spent in our world?"

"So Alex, you ready to buy me those games you promised?" I asked, smiling as I turned around and walked backwards.

"Yea-Yeah, sure…" Alex said dully.

"You okay Alex?" I asked, stopping in front of him.

"Huh?"

"I asked if you're okay." I said.

"Oh, yeah, sure I'm fine!" Alex said. "Well, come on Jake! Let's go get you some games!" Alex said, marching ahead of us.

Even though Alex said he was okay, I knew he wasn't. He always acted like this whenever we were around humans. When it was just us he was usually pretty happy but whenever we'd go somewhere like the movies or Gamestop, he'd always become really angry. I didn't really know much about what happened to Alex before my dad adopted him. He never wanted to talk about his past. All dad ever told me was that Alex's real dad, a human, did something terrible to his mom, a dragon, and that's how he came to live with us.

Theian and I followed after Alex as he made his way towards Gamestop. As I walked into the store, I bumped into a boy about my age who was just leaving, knocking his game out of his hand.

"Aw man I'm sorry!" I said as I bent over to pick up his game for him.

I handed the kid's game to him. He was about my height and had slightly tan skin and dark brown hair. He wore dark grey shorts and a white shirt with nothing on it. He thanked me and ran out the door, saying goodbye to the guy working at Gamestop who he called Billy.

As I walked over to the PS5 games, Billy asked me if I needed help finding anything. I told him that I was just looking right now as I kneeled down and glanced over the games. Not finding anything I wanted on that row, I stood up and browsed another row. This time I came across two games: One was Street Fighter 10 and the other, which was also a Street Fighter game was DC Heroes Vs Street Fighter, both of which were about $49.99. As badly as I wanted both games, I knew that was a lot of money so I'd probably only be able to get one. The question was which one? Both games sounded really good but eventually I settled on DC Heroes Vs Street Fighter since that one not only had the Street Fighter characters but also characters like Batman, Superman, Green Lantern and all the other DC superheroes.

With one game picked out, I figured I could probably get one more. This time I wanted to get a game like Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy. I remembered hearing that a new Final Fantasy came out a while ago that was kinda like Kingdom Hearts called Final Fantasy Versus 13 so I glanced around the middle shelves, looking for the "F" games. After searching for a little bit, I came across the game. As soon as I spotted it I picked up the game and placed it on top of my Street Fighter game. With my games picked out I took them over to Alex who was standing by the counter. Alex took the games and gave them to Billy.

"This it?" Asked Billy.

"Yeah." I responded.

Billy rang the games up. They ended up being about ninety dollars together. Alex reached into his pocket, pulling out only forty dollars. I reached into my pocket to see if I had any money I could give Alex. I pulled out all of my money which was only thirty dollars. I didn't have enough to get both games.

"I don't have enough…" I said, disappointed.

"Well if you want, I could hold onto this for you for a couple of days." Billy offered, patting his hand on the game twice.

"That's okay." I said as I grabbed Final Fantasy Versus 13 and put it back on the shelf. I walked back to the counter.

"So just this today?" Billy asked, holding up Street Fighter.

"That's all." I said.

"Alright, then that will come to $51.10."

Alex handed all his money to Billy and I gave Billy two of my tens. He gave me my change and put my game in a bag which he handed to me.

Once we left Gamestop, I started to think about how badly I wanted to play that new Final Fantasy game. Of course DC Heroes Vs Street Fighter was cool enough but I thought it would just be awesome to get both games.

"Hey man, sorry I couldn't get you that other game." Alex said.

"It's okay Alex." I smiled to him, handing him the change Billy gave me. "I'll get to play it…someday."

As we strolled through the mall, my stomach growled.

"Hungry?" Theian asked.

I really was. After all, I didn't get to eat much today. All I had to eat was some breakfast and that only lasted me during training. What I really wanted to eat right now was a big, juicy cheeseburger, some French fries, a malt. Just thinking about all that food made me even hungrier. Then I realized: Disco Burger!

"Hey guys! Wanna eat at Disco Burger?" I asked.

"Disco Burger"? Theian asked, not understanding what I was talking about.

"Yeah it's a restaurant. Follow me, I'll show ya."

And so I led Theian and Alex to Disco Burger. When we got there, Theian stood a couple feet in front of the entrance, looking up at it with an amazed look at his face.

"Come on! Let's go in!" I said

The three of us went into the restaurant. Inside, we had to wait in a line of five people. We waited for about a minute before we were seated. We sat at a table next to a window. Alex and Theian sat together in the booth on the left side of the table while I sat in the booth on the right. Alex and I grabbed ourselves each a menu while Theian continued to look around, still intrigued by this place. I grabbed a menu for Theian and handed it to him.

"What is this?" Theian asked.

"It's a menu. It shows you what kind of food the restaurant has." I explained.

"Huh…" Said Theian, sounding a little interested.

Theian opened his menu and looked through it. After a little while a waiter came to our table.

"Hello, my name is John and I'll be your waiter for today. Can I get you anything to drink?" The waiter asked.

"Can I get a coke?" I asked.

"Okay, a coke. And you?" The waiter asked Alex.

"I'll have what he's having." Alex answered.

"Another coke…And you?" The waiter asked Theian this time.

"What are these 'beverages'?" Theian asked.

"Umm sir, beverages are what you drink. You know, water, soda…That kind of stuff?"

"Okay…and what is 'soda'?" Theian asked again.

"You…you're joking right? You really don't know what a soda is?"

"I'm sorry!" I said, laughing uncomfortably. "He's my uncle! He's a bit weird. He's not from this world."

"Clearly…" The waiter said, rolling his eyes.

Theian growled, looking angry at the waiter. He turned his head to the window.

"I'll just put him down for a coke too." Once the waiter was done taking down our orders for what we wanted to drink, he went to go and get our sodas. A little while later he returned with three cokes. I grabbed my coke and gulped it down until there was only half a glass left.

"Aw man! That's good!" I said, sighing loudly.

"Whoa!" Alex said, amazed at how much I drank in such a short time.

Theian brought his glass to his lips. He took a sip of his soda, smacking his lips together a few times.

"Hmm…It's like water…but it's got a flavor to it. How's it made?" Theian asked, taking another sip.

"Umm…Umm…Well…" I said, not knowing the answer to that myself.

"Uh…" Alex stalled, also not knowing the answer.

"Well..., I don't…really know." I finally said.

"But…do you like it Theian?" I asked.

"It's not bad." Theian replied, taking another drink.

It was about another five minutes before the waiter came back to take our order. By then, me, Alex and Theian had finished our sodas. Much to my surprise, Theian somehow managed to finish his soda before I could get done with mine. I was watching in shock as Theian finished his soda in one gulp without even stopping to breathe. I ordered a cheeseburger with a side of fries, Alex ordered the "Disco Double", a burger with twice the meat and twice the cheese, and Theian, not knowing what anything else on the menu was, just ordered the same thing I did. The waiter took our menus and our empty glasses and went into the kitchen. He returned a little later with our glasses refilled. He told us that our order would be ready shortly. A little while longer, he returned with our food

I ate several fries while Alex took a big bite of his Disco Burger. Theian, however, held the burger in his hand, looking at it like he was trying to figure out what it was.

"Theian, you gonna eat your burger?" I asked.

"Of course! It's just…I wonder what these are made from?" Theian said.

"They're made from cows." Alex said with his mouth full.

"This? This was made from a cow?" Theian asked, pointing at his burger.

"Well yeah." Alex said.

"This isn't a cow. I've eaten cows much bigger than this." Said Theian, setting his burger in his dish.

"Wait, you've eaten cows before? Like, cow cows, not burgers?" I asked, having a hard time believing what Theian was saying.

"Of course. I've eaten live cows, dead cows. I've also eaten stuff other than cows." Theian answered.

"Like what?" Alex asked, becoming interested.

"Hmm…Snakes, foxes, rabbits…I've even eaten bears before."

"What!" Alex said, smiling in disbelief. "No way! You haven't eaten a bear!"

"And what if I have? How would you know if you weren't there?" Theian replied.

"Do other dragons eat animals?" I asked.

"All dragons do. There are some dragons who will go only after small animals like rabbits or foxes. They are normally children or dragons who aren't necessarily the best hunters. There are also dragons who are against eating live animals. They will only take the carcasses of animals that are already dead. But then you have the dragons who like to hunt bigger targets. These are the dragons that will go after prey such as lions, tigers, bears. They're the risk takers.

"Whoa!" I said in amazement. "There are dragons that hunt lions?!"

I couldn't believe it. It sounded so awesome and yet so unreal. I knew I'd never be brave enough to try and take on a lion or a tiger or a bear. I'd be way too scared. But if Theian was strong enough to beat a bear, then he was even cooler than I thought he was.

"Theian! The next time you go hunting, please, take me and Alex with you!!" I pleaded.

"No." Theian answered quickly.

"What? Why?" I whined.

"Because it's too dangerous, that's why! If something happened to you boys, what would Saulstrance do? Besides, what good would a kid who's too afraid to use his own powers be on a hunt?"

Hearing Theian say that really hurt my feelings. I grabbed my burger, turned away from him and started eating it again without saying anything else to him. Theian just didn't understand. None of them did. It was my powers that made people hate me. It was my powers that kept driving friends away. I didn't want to use my powers because I was sick of them hurting people. Deep down, I didn't want people to see me as a monster. I just wanted them to see me as a normal kid.

When we had finished eating, our bill came to $18.75. I payed for all our food, leaving me with only a dollar and twenty five cents left.

Our flight back to the house was a quiet one. I didn't have anything to say to Alex or Theian. I just couldn't stop thinking about what Theian said to me. Over and over I kept hearing in my head, "What good is a kid who's too afraid to use his own powers?"

"Jake?" Theian called to me.

"Yeah?" I said in a slightly sad voice.

"Look, what I said at the restaurant…I'm sorry. That was a terrible thing for me to say."

"It's okay." I said, accepting his apology.

"But I still stand by what I said. I don't want you or Alex coming with me on my hunts. The kind of animals I hunt are too dangerous for you boys and I don't want anything happening to you. Saulstrance put me in charge of you two and that means I also have to watch out for your safety."

"I understand." I said, smiling.

While I was still a little hurt by what Theian said, his apology made me feel a little bit better. And even though I still thought it would have been pretty neat to see how a dragon like Theian hunts, I knew I shouldn't keep arguing with him. Besides, right now it was time for something just as neat.

It was game time!

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or-something-better · 2 years

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Sam & Ruby

August 26, 2022

Ruby

Tipping the wine bottle upside down, I was surprised when nothing poured out into my glass. Turning it and squinting down into the dark nothing I realize it's empty... but, wasn’t it just full?

“Oh damn”

Carefully standing up from the bed, I stood still for a minute to give the room a chance to stop spinning. Damn! Once I was on stable footing again, I shake my head slightly thinking what a complete waste an empty wine bottle is, especially with my being all alone tonight. I have to do something about this tragedy! Tightening my grip on the bottle’s neck, I make up my mind to get another and head for the kitchen.

Bumping against the end of the bed, and stepping over the other empty bottles, I see Sam’s discarded flannel on the floor. How many times did I have a talk with him about that? Snatching it up, ready to toss it in the hamper but instead wrap it around my shoulders and breathing in deeply the smell of the hunter I’d come to care for. With a smile, I change my mind knowing where I need to go. Taking a moment to chase my thoughts and concentrate, I appear at the top of the stairs.

Sam

Standing against the counter in the Bunker Kitchen, I stuff a Fig Newton into my mouth whole, close my eyes and chew, savoring the taste explosion it sets off.

“Oh my god… these are amazing.”

Why had it taken me soooo long to discover them? A crime! A crime it was! Knowing that the Bunker was empty right this moment, I pour out the rest of the cookies, and head back to the map room balancing a heaping plate full of soft figgy heaven. Already planning to take full advantage of ‘no eyes on me’, while I eat every last one of them.

Distracted by the smell of my little spongy wonders, I didn’t see Ruby on the Bunker stairs until her bare foot missed a step halfway to the bottom. In a split second my mind took in the entire scene, ‘Ruby starting to fall, a bottle in mid-drop, the fact that she was wearing a robe and one of my own shirts’… all screaming out in my head and registering to me as an Immediate Threat to my wonderful plate of Newtons.

With ninja-like grace and speed, I run forward and catch the bottle with my free hand. Then spinning quickly; manage to catch Ruby’s weight against my chest, while holding the plate of cookies high. With a quick three steps upward, I sandwich her body securely between my much larger one and the railing, keeping her from falling and never dropping a single cookie. Yes!

Ruby

Admiring the Bunker’s quiet empty space, I slowly make my way down the stairs for more wine. Unable to grasp the stair rail with both hands full, I go even slower concentrating on the careful placement of my feet. Finding that my ability to think is getting more difficult and just I start to entertain the notion that maybe this little trip wasn’t such a good idea, when I feel myself airborne. Closing my eyes, I feel the air rushing and the world spinning. Finally, after what felt like forever, I come to rest against a solid warm surface, with the breath knocked out of me. Sucking air into my lungs, I can’t hold in my delighted chuckle.

“Wow… that was fun!”

Sam

The sound of Ruby’s laughter seemed to have the power to make time return to its normal mundane speed. Breathing heavily, I realize how this must look and immediately worry someone would magically choose this exact moment to return home and catch us. Old insecurities die hard. Quickly dropping the empty wine bottle onto the nearest step, I use my now free hand to hold Ruby steady against the railing. Leaning down I carefully set the plate of cookies onto the step I’m standing on and then take a half step back and two steps down myself.

“Holy cow, Ruby are you okay?”

Ruby

For some reason the sound of Sam's voice so close makes me chuckle even more. With my eyes still closed, I try to control my mirth and nod at the same time, only managing to stammer out one word…

“ppp..per…perfectly”

Before the lights go out.

Sam

I somehow manage to catch Ruby as she slumps forward into unconsciousness, swinging her up into my arms. This simple movement causes the white terrycloth robe she’s wearing to fall open, showing off quite a bit more leg and thigh than I ought to be looking at in the middle of the Bunker.

“Shit!”

Swearing to myself, but unable to do anything about it, I turn and take the last stairs down as quickly as possible, supremely glad that nobody was around to witness this.

Thinking fast, I hurry to my room and set Ruby carefully down onto my bed, scrambling quickly to cover her bare legs with the folds of her robe. Then tugging a sheet over her to add additional concealment, just for good measure. Whew, that was a close one. Could have been a really nasty fall if I hadn’t been there at just the right time and what the hell was she doing here dressed in a robe anyway?!

Looking around at my room it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I wasn’t going to be coming back in here tonight. In the shadowed lighting, I just stood there letting my heart rate return to normal. Looking down at Ruby I have to smile, she looks almost angelic lying there completely unguarded and I reach out and smooth the hair back from her face. With a sigh, I realize it’s time for me to get my ass back to my waiting Newtons, before everyone comes home and just possibly I’ll be washing them down with some alcohol of my own now.

Stopping for one final glance from the doorway to assure myself Ruby was gonna be fine, I walk out the door thinking it was a shame that things were what they were… for all of them.

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gaysimpsstuff · 3 years

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Accidental Turn-Ons; Hawks x Dom! Reader

Genre: angst to fluff to smut

Type: Oneshot

Summary: Hawks returns home from a mission, clearly exhausted, and you take the time to give him a little massage! However, it doesn’t quite have the effects you expected.

Word Count: 3.5K

Warnings: minor dub-con (Y/n doesn't know that what they're doing is sexual for Hawks), stress, minor injuries, Keigo's adorable bird tendencies, sexual innuendo, dom y/n, wing play, feather play, nicknames, edging, dacryphilia, handjobs, aftercare

Other: Yo this might actually be my best smut yet

Inspiration: This was actually inspired by my own piece of work, MHA Characters + Their Biggest Kinks where I spoke about Hawks’ wing and back kink and how it relates to his avian traits.

Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy @catcherisvibin @thesubtlewhore @popcatx0

You paced the living room, glancing between the TV and the door. The news station had cut away from the fight five minutes ago, which meant your boyfriend was either in the hospital getting treated for any injuries he might have sustained, dealing with fans, dealing with paperwork, or on his way home.

Your phone buzzed and you raced to grab it off the couch, fearing an incoming call from the hospital, or a news alert about the well-being of the man you loved.

You bit the inside of your cheek as you realized it was just an email from work, not even marked important. You tossed your phone back onto the couch with a groan.

Wasted build-up. Your mind grumbled

Your eyes flicked back to the TV, watching as the reporter rambled on about yet another stupid thing America had going on as you waited for something, anything to happen. Right when you were getting ready to pick your phone back up from the couch cushions when you heard a light tap tap tappity tap against the thick glass of the sliding glass door that led to your balcony.

You dashed across the living room, accidentally knocking a chair over as you raced to reach the sliding glass door that led to the balcony. You'd recognize his special knock any day, even if he changed it all the time whenever he forgot it. You always had patience with him, you knew he had too many things on his mind with Hero Work to always remember a random knock.

You grabbed the handle, yanking the door open with a wide grin, finally laying eyes on your bird boy. He had a hand stuffed in his pocket, the other rubbing at the back of his neck.

"Hey, Y/n. So sorry I'm late, been flying all day so naturally I'm a little sore. No excuse for missing movie night but-"

"I'm just so glad you're here!" You exclaimed, taking his cheeks in your hands and rubbing at his cheekbones. "I'm so sorry you're hurting, come inside I'll get a heating pack, or a cooling pack, maybe some lotion and I could give you a massage." You babbled, tugging him inside.

"A massage and some cuddles sound great," he sighed, eyes tired. You never liked the fact that Keigo was a hero. He worked too hard, too much, and for so long. He was still young, he should be appreciating life and spending time on himself and with his lover and not with the commission. "Oh I uh, I found this for you."

He took one of your hands off his face, taking his other hand out of his pocket and pressing something cold and smooth into your palm. You opened your fingers, a soft smile growing on your face at the sight of a smooth pretty white rock with grey and black speckles.

"Oh, Kei, this is beautiful. I love it~" you pressed a kiss to Keigo's cheek, loving the way he trilled. He was always so excited to pick up random items he found pretty or interesting, and he'd always give them right to you. It was truly adorable, you loved his gifts. His wings fluttered in happiness for a moment before he winced slightly in pain, happiness vanished in a reminder of his stress from the day.

"Ouch, okay, sitting down time," he muttered, stumbling past you to flop down on the couch. You grabbed the lotion from the kitchen counter (you kept it there for whenever he came home with sore muscles). You set the stone down on the coffee table, tapping it twice in a small show of affection before sitting next to Keigo.

"Shirt off Birdie," you said, squirting some lotion into your palm before rubbing them together.

"Hey, at least buy me a drink first," he chuckled, tugging his jacket off and peeling off his tight hero shirt. You sighed, deciding not to comment on his tacky flirting, knowing you'd been dating for almost a year now.

He turned his back to you, crossing his legs. He folded his wings, lowering them to give you access to his shoulders and shoulder blades. You pressed your fingers against one of his shoulders, finding a large knot almost immediately. You heard him hiss, and your frown increased.

"I know it hurts but it will hurt a lot less when I'm finished," you told him, pressing a gentle kiss to the nape of his neck. The hair there rose against your skin, a shiver shooting down his spine. You blinked, confused at his reaction. Maybe it was uncomfortable for him. You resolved not to kiss there again.

You continued to rub against his tightened muscles, listening to his soft hisses and groans. You pulled away after about six minutes, picking up the lotion bottle and squirted some more into your palms.

"Hey, when you finish with mm~ when you finish with that shoulder could you do around my wing joints? Down my spine, y'know?"

"Are there muscles there?" you asked, most people didn't have muscles down their spines, usually it was just the ridges of said bones.

"Yeah, I do," he explained quickly. You nodded pressing into his knot, slowly working down when it eased up. You moved your fingers downwards, feeling his shoulder blades and spine before reaching his wings joints. He shuddered, similar to when you kissed his neck, but a little larger. You hummed, pressing your fingers down and finding another knot, right where his skin turned to bright red feathers.

"Oh, yeah, yeah right there that's perfect." You glanced back up at him, confused, he didn't usually speak when you massaged him, he'd also never asked for a massage so close to his wings, he was usually very cautious about having his wings touched. Maybe he'd just gotten tired of dealing with wing pains by himself, it was probably a lot different from other knots.

"I'm so sorry you have to deal with this," you cooed. "You really deserve a break, it's not healthy to work this hard all the time."

"I know, Little Feather, but it's nng- n-not my fault. The citizens need me." he panted. You sighed, moving your other hand to work out both wings' knots at the same time.

Keigo's head flopped forward, and his hand flew up to slap over his mouth, holding back a soft whine. You lifted an eyebrow in suspicion, there were only a few times when you heard him make noises like that.

Slowly, you pressed your fingers down closer to the underside, right over a few of his downy feathers.

"Oh fuck~" he hissed.

"Okay, that's it." you lifted your hands away from them, holding them in the air. "What the hell's going on with you?" His head whipped around so fast you were surprised it was still attached to his neck. His golden eyes widened, pupils blowing out, nearly completely covering the honey iris.

"W-what?" he exclaimed, feathers puffing up.

"I'm sorry if I seem mad, I'm not, I'm just- very confused. You're literally moaning. I am giving you a massage and you're moaning. Explain."

His cheeks dusted over in pink, and his eyes fell down to his lap.

"Okay uh- fuck I- this was not how I planned on telling you, erm- I promise I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable-"

"Keigo, it's alright, I'm not uncomfortable, just confused. Take a breath darling,"

"Okay, okay, okay." he took a deep breath. "My wings and back are... sensitive, like- in a sexual way. It's why I never let you touch them, I didn't want you to get uncomfortable with that."

"Oh Keigo, you should have just told me, it's perfectly alright, you know I love you, and I love your bird traits. I'm not uncomfortable with this." you smiled sweetly, pressing a hand to his cheek.

"You're- you're not?" he glanced back up at you, golden eyes filled with hope.

"Not in the slightest. To be honest, I don't see why anyone would be uncomfortable with it. It's just another erogenous zone, like someone's neck, ears, or nipples would be. And lots of people keep those bits on display."

"Thanks," he murmured, rubbing his nose against yours. "That does make me feel better, but uh- there's something else.." he trailed off, nervous.

"Your obvious boner? I was gonna leave you to take care of that yourself, but I'll gladly do it for you if you'd like."

"Oh uh-" his cheeks brightened as if attempting to match the tone of his wings. "I would very much like that," he admitted, offering you a slightly nervous smile.

"Anytime, Birdie~" you stood up, hands landing on either side of his waist as you pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. "But I would very much like to experiment with those wings of yours, see what we can do with them. Just how far can we go?" You smirked at him, tongue darting out to moisturize your lips. Keigo let out a soft breath, shifting against the couch to make room for the tent in his pants.

"I- I have thought about using them before- my feathers can move fast, so they can act as a vibrator if I focus, but I could never use it on myself. I know I'd get distracted, then the feather would stop moving, then I'd have to start all over again. I'd basically just be edging myself all night. I know I'd just give up and jerk off."

"I can work with that~" you pressed your lips against his, surprising him. He whined into the kiss, hands flying up to fist your shirt.

Unfair. He thought, he already had his shirt off, and he knew he'd be naked in just a few minutes, but you hadn't taken anything off yet. Knowing you, you would stay clothed just to tease him. The most you would do was lift your shirt a little to show him your stomach before quickly covering it again. That was what you usually did when you dommed. At least for the foreplay.

You pressed the tip of your tongue against his lips, pushing past his defensive barrier of shiny white teeth, perfect for the press, and you licked along the top of his mouth. His whole body shuddered against yours, his hips jerking upwards.

You grabbed his thigh with one hand, squeezing. A warning, he knew, against bucking up again, against disobeying. He tasted your saliva, feeling it pool onto his tongue. His eyes finally drooped closed, enjoying the taste of leftover's from last night's dinner on your tongue.

He whined against the back of your mouth, feeling you move your other hand up towards his back. He already knew what you were going to do. Without pulling away from the kiss, you plucked a feather about the size of his hand from his wings, running a finger down the stem, brushing it against the little red bristles. Soft against your finger, yet forcing Keigo's restrained cock to grow even harder than he ever thought possible.

You slowly pulled back from the kiss, taking his lower lip hostage between your teeth, tugging it as far as it could go before finally releasing it. You felt Keigo's hot breaths fanning out across your face, and your grin only grew. You loved breaking him apart, the strong, well-put-together Hawks was an act only for the cameras, only you could ever know the real him, the horny, whiny, needy baby he truly was.

"Look at you, falling apart already? I've barely done shit to you."

"Fuck- that's just 'cause it's you~" he purred

"Flattery won't get you anywhere, doll." Your shit-eating smirk only grew, and Keigo could feel himself melting into the couch cushions. "C'mon, take 'em off, you're a big boy, I'm sure you can do it yourself."

He nodded, hands flying away from your shirt and grappling with his belt buckle faster than you could say 'Hawks.' He tossed his belt behind the couch, not caring if it hit anything, and quickly shimmied out of his pants and underwear, letting them pool around his ankles. His cock slapped against his stomach, six inches and throbbing.

Looks like his prediction was correct. He was naked. You were not. You didn't look like you were planning on undressing anytime soon, which left Keigo feeling slightly disappointed. However, any negative emotions vanished the second you ran his bright red feather down his nose, over his lips, then under his chin. He knew immediately you were trying to lift his face with the feather, despite the single feather not being strong enough by itself, not unless it was under his control. But he was not in control, you were, and fuck it if that wasn't the best part.

"Good boy~" you praised him, sliding a hand up his bare thigh, brushing it carelessly close to his dick. He bit his lip, eyes flicking between your hand and your eyes.

"Please, please touch me," he whispered, slightly embarrassed by the situation. It had been a long while since you'd last had sex, and an even longer while since you had been the dom. He'd all but forgotten how to properly beg. You could tell.

"Come on, doll, I know you can ask me nicely, or at least better than that." He groaned, hands gripping your hips and attempting to tug you into his lap, a plan formulating in his head that ended in an amazing thighjob. But his plans never worked, not at least with you involved. No, you were too stubborn, one of the many things he loved about you. But not really in this precise situation.

"Nah ah ah~ hands off the merchandise." Your hand squeezed his thigh again, twice this time. That was all he needed to let go. He found purchase in a nearby pillow, moving it behind him and tugging on the little dangly bits on the corners. He forgot what they were called but he was ninety-five percent sure it started with a 'D' or something.

"Fuck, please, I need it, you know I need it, I-I've been nothing but good all day, please touch me, please~" He whined, eyebrows furrowing. That plus his reddened cheeks made just the cutest face. You couldn't wait to make his eyes go crooked and for him to drool.

"That's it, good boy~" You ran the tip of the feather up his cock, circling the tip. He shivered in response, biting back a loud moan. "Come on, don't make me mad, vibrate yourself with your feather~" you cooed, teasing tone making his stomach churn in the best way possible.

He bit his lip, looking down at the feather slowly circling the tip of his dick. It had already nudged his foreskin downwards, leaving the red skin fully exposed. He took a deep breath, trying to block out your presence, and how hard he was, just focusing on the single red feather, twirling around in loops.

He felt it twitch against his skin, before finally starting to shake, then at last it was vibrating. He twitched it away from his dick, slightly nervous about how it might feel. You sighed, pressing it directly onto the little hole at the tip.

"Ghhh- oh fuckkkkk~" he moaned, pressing his head against the couch cushions. It felt better than he ever possibly could have imagined. Feeling the feather on his dick, his dick against his feather, it was double the pleasure. He whined loudly when the vibrations suddenly stopped. "Nooooo I want it, bring it back, please," he begged, looking up at you with wide eyes.

"Doll I didn't even do anything. You lost focus. You gotta try a little harder." you said, tapping the feather against him again. Pre-cum stuck to it, making red glisten with a little bit of white. He cursed at the sight (and feeling) of his own pre on his feather.

Soon enough, it started to buzz again. And you put it back on him. This time, you traced it up and down his base, running it over the tip again. One of his hands flew up to his mouth, knuckles pressing against his lips. His hips bucked up against the vibrating feather.

"Ooooohhhhhh fuckfuckfuckfuck so goooood~" he moaned loudly. Again, the buzzing stopped without warning. "Nooo fuck no! I need it please fuck!" He looked like he was on the verge of tears- no way it was really that good. You'd have to ask him to use his feathers on you sometime.

"I know baby, I know," you ran your fingers through his hair, tugging lightly. His breath hitched, golden eyes filling with tears of pleasure. "But you gotta focus to get it done, okay?" he nodded, wiping his tears, but he only managed to spread the warm, salty liquid over his face, making him appear even more debauched.

How cute

You wrapped your hand around his dick when it started to vibrate again, the feather curled up between your palm and his dick. Slowly, you began to jerk him off, feeling the feather vibrate faster than you'd felt any toy vibrate, and his dick throbbing and pulsing against you left you feeling like you just might cum in your pants.

"FUCK!" he shouted, back arching off the couch. One of his legs flew upwards, toes curling around the air. He was shaking at this point, looking like he was just on the verge of cumming. "Oh, Godddd fuckkkmeeeee~" he wailed, tears overflowing and falling down his flushed cheeks.

"No god's gonna fuck you, darling, only I will because you belong to me. Isn't that right?" You pulled on his hair and his moans grew louder, the vibrations intensifying, which you thought was impossible at the rate it had been buzzing against your skin and his.

"Youuuuu fuck- I- I belong to youuuu~" he moaned, hiccuping a little.

"Fuck, you're so fucking cute like this, so adorable when you fall apart beneath me, gonna break soon?" He sniffed loudly, nodding. His moan broke out into a disappointed wail when the vibrations stopped again. He tried to get it to move but it just wasn't going to. You opened your palm, revealing the feather, the stem bent awkwardly. Hawks sighed, sadness filling his eyes.

"I was just 'bout to cum too..." he whimpered.

"Oh, you'll still cum. We don't need anything else between us anymore~" you tossed the feather aside before spitting into your palm, beginning to jerk him off again. It certainly didn't feel nearly as good as it did with the feather, but at this point, he was so close he just couldn't give two fucks about how good it felt, just that it would get him where he needs.

"Oh yes yes yes fuck yes more more- gonna cum gonna cum ooooh fuck baby you're gonna make me cum!" He cried out, bucking up into your hand, sobbing as pre ran down the sides of his dick and onto your fingers.

You pulled him to you by his hair, loving the loud moan he let out from the pain. You pressed your lips right up against his ear.

"Then fucking cum, my baby boy~" you purred seductively. Moments later, his whole body spasmed, legs shaking violently and wings flaring outwards. He wailed, screaming as he finally came into your hand, white ribbons landing on his legs, stomach, and even a little on the couch. Subconsciously, he knew he'd have to clean that up later, but he was not about to worry about that right now.

"Godamn! If that wasn't the hottest thing I've ever seen!" you exclaimed, truly in awe at just how good his orgasm looked. He had gone limp, flopped back against the couch, and panting. You pulled your hand away from his dick, licking away the bits of cum from your skin before sitting down next to him, tugging his body closer to you.

"Unf, that was the best damn orgasm of my life," he murmured, voice a little hoarse.

"Looked like it, you alright darling? Can I get you anything? Water, blankets, bath?" You worried a little, hoping you didn't completely brain-fuck him.

"Jus' some cuddles." his head flopped down on your shoulder, eyes fluttering shut as he yawned.

"Hey birdie, don't fall asleep on me," you chuckled. "We still gotta get you all cleaned up and put in bed."

"Not... a problem..." he whispered, breath tickling your skin as he nodded off.

"Heh, that's a problem," you smiled affectionately. He deserved his rest. You resolved to stay still for a little while, then clean him up as gently as you could before carrying him to bed. He wasn't that heavy, after all. "I love you, my darling Keigo~" you whispered, resting your head on top of his and closing your eyes.

Maybe the mess could be cleaned tomorrow, you were also very tired.

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kurogane2512 · 2 years

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HIII ITS LOTUS ANON !!! CAN I REQUEST SIGNORA FLUFF?????

"As you wish, milady"

Character: La Signora x fem! reader

Synopsis: Caring for your lover after a tiring day at work

Warnings: None (SFW, Fluff)

Aha, perfect time to post this I suppose :(

The sounds of the ticking hands of the clock were drowned by the sound of door knocking, you knew who it was at this time hence hurriedly went to the door to greet your girlfriend.

"Welcome back, Rosa!" you exclaimed as you watched the Harbinger finally come in and hand over her belongings to the maid as she proceeded to remove her footwear.

"Thank you, my love. Goodness, how much have I had to walk today....? Hah~ I'm surprised these heels still hold up..."

She sighed while rubbing the soles of her feet and ankle, trying to relieve the pain. You watched her with concern then smirked and went beside her, making her curious for a moment but not giving her a chance to speak as you swiftly picked her up in your arms bridal style, catching her off guard as her arms wrapped around your neck for balance.

"Well then, your chauffeur is at your service, milady~"

You smiled and she blushed for a moment then quickly composed herself and smirked, "What are we waiting for then?~"

Both of you chuckled then you proceeded to walk to your shared room while carrying her comfortably, she gazed at you lovingly while playing with the hair at base of your head then suddenly she sighed in exhaustion.

"I'm thirsty."

You stopped walking and looked at her with a raised eyebrow as she leaned closer to you and held your face, "I expect my chauffeur knows what to do, hm?~"

You smiled and nodded, "As you wish, milady~"

You turned the other way and walked towards the kitchen, the maids immediately going away once they saw you coming closer in order to give privacy to both of you. You gently seated her atop a counter and went to fetch a glass of water then stood in front of her, holding the filled glass for her. She smirked and grabbed your collar to pull you towards herself and wrapped her legs around your waist, trapping you inside.

"Feed it to me yourself."

She rested her arms on your shoulder and leaned forward, waiting in anticipation. You thought for a moment then sneered and took a sip from the glass and pressed your lips onto hers, sliding the water down and taking her by surprise as she didn't expect such a bold move from you. She decided to give you the reins for a moment and tilted her head back in order drink the water.

You stepped closer and stood up on your toes to transfer more, taking more sips in between and kissing her this way. You placed the glass down on the counter after the final sip and she completely enveloped you in her embrace, clinging like a koala as your lips danced together and it was clear she wasn't drinking the water anymore.

Your arms found their way around her waist and she was no longer giving you the reins as she completely dominated you, your head tilting back to let her lips devour yours in a passionate kiss. You finally parted after a minute of intensely making out, some of her lipstick smudging your lips which she wiped with her thumb and hugged you again.

"Shall we move on, milady?"

She nodded with a smile and you once again picked her up while in this position. You planned to go to the bedroom but suddenly stopped in between.

"Do you want to take a bath, milady?"

"Hmm~ I suppose I can if my....lover is insisting so much~"

"Oh, I suppose I got promoted pretty soon~"

Both of you chuckled then you walked in the direction of the bathroom and stood her up as she proceeded to take off her clothes while you filled the bath up. She walked towards it and sat inside, sighing in relief feeling the warm water seep her skin and you proceeded to walk outside to do some work but she held your wrist and stopped you.

"Stay with me, Y/n...."

She smiled softly and you could barely refuse her hence nodded with a blush and took off your clothes too then climbed in the tub on the opposite side, sitting in front of her as she crawled towards you and straddled your lap, arms wrapping around your neck to gaze at you lovingly.

You blushed feeling your bodies stick so closely, your gaze trailing all over her beautiful features before falling upon the burns on her face which you gently caressed before leaning forward and placing small kisses on them. She squirmed a little feeling you kiss her face then held your face and pulled it away to immediately smother your face with kisses as well, her lipstick leaving kiss marks all over.

You chucked from the tingling sensation and she smirked against your skin then trailed further down to kiss on your neck, nibbling and sucking in between. She parted and hugged you tightly, resting her head atop your shoulder comfortably while you gently rubbed her back to ease her.

"Tiring day?"

"Mhm, not so much different from every day. Just had to walk around the palace a lot more than usual....Hah~ Jester really loves giving me the most troublesome work, doesn't he?"

"Hehe, that means he finds you capable and trustworthy, which you completely are."

"Hmph, tell that to Capitano who can't stop disapproving my methods....."

"Don't pay heed to him, you know you have got a loyal group of subordinates who will never betray you and will follow you till the end. And....uhm, I will always be by your side...."

Your face turned slightly red while her eye widened feeling so much love, she smiled to herself and kissed the side of your neck before kissing your lips softly then moved back and rested on the other side of the bath and extended her arms towards you.

"Come here, my love~"

You gulped and went to her side and sat in her embrace, your back facing her front and her arms wrapped around your waist as her chin rested on your shoulder and she began humming in a low and soft voice, relishing the warm scented bath and your presence.

"I love you, Y/n. I feel like I don't say it enough...."

You were caught by surprise and turned towards her slightly then shook your head sideways.

"I love you too and you say that every day, you know?"

"Mhm, perhaps I don't show it enough...."

"But I feel satisfied, I don't want more."

"....Thank you, Y/n. For....giving me a chance, giving us a chance...."

"Why are you talking this way today? Did something happen?"

"I just felt like saying it....I had a bad premonition about us being no longer together...."

"Don't think too much about it....I won't leave your side, ever. Wherever you may go, whichever nation may it be, whatever fight you fight....I will always be with you."

Her heart fluttered and she felt butterflies erupting in her stomach and hugged you even tighter to herself, muttering a 'thank you' against your skin and resting comfortably.

#signora x reader #la signora x reader #la signora #genshin signora #genshin impact signora #genshin fluff #genshin x reader #genshin women #kuro's letters🥳

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dreamescapeswriting · 3 years

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Mistake ~ JJK [M] [Request]

WORD COUNT: 7K

PAIRING: jungkook x reader,

GENRE: Idol au, Angst, accidental pregnancy, smut (not the smutiest of smut but some smut), jungkook being an asshat

A/N: This came out so...I don’t know how to explain it. I like it! I do! I hope you do too! 🥺🥺🥺

How did it come to this? One minute you were a University student on a foreign exchange program and the next...

The next you were sitting in a hospital waiting room staring around at everyone. Never in a million years would you have thought this could have happened to you. Sitting in the middle of a packed out room trying not to overthink things. There was a chance all of this was a mistake, everyone was late to their periods sometimes but then there were the pregnancy tests.

All 32 of them sitting in your room back in your apartment. You had to be sure after all. You weren't going to just take one and assume it was correct. All 32 of them coming back as positive only worried you more so you booked the appointment praying that the doctor would tell you that you were wrong.

"Miss Y/l/n?" All eyes turned to look at you as you slowly raised up from your chair. Feeling as though you had sprouted a second head the way everyone kept their eyes trained on you. No one could possibly know that you were there because you thought you were pregnant. It wasn't as though this was just a pregnancy section of the hospital. You were probably just imagining things.

The white lights in the small room you had been taken to were blinding. It felt as though you were under the spotlight or in an interrogation. As you sat in the chair you could feel yourself beginning to sweat under pressure.

"What seems to be the problem?" The female doctor in front of you asked. She was wearing a white coat and sitting in front of her computer, looking as though she was fed up with her day before it had even begun.

You glanced around her room trying to figure out where to start with what you were there for. It was a simple answer. I think I'm pregnant. But how could you think? The tests were pretty accurate and so were the signs. You'd missed your period, your mood changed, cramps, you always had to pee and your breasts felt as though they had been in 10 rounds with Mike Tyson.

"I think I'm pregnant," You mumbled as you looked at the doctor. Saying nothing she walked to the other side of the room to grab a small cup for you.

"Go take a urine sample for me and walk straight back in here, we'll take some blood too." She came across as cold as she looked at you. She probably thought less of you, someone who had come to Seoul and got knocked up. But it wasn't as if you had planned on this happening.

"You were right, definitely pregnant." She said as she laid out the test on the side for you. Two stripes on the small paper for the urine test and your blood came back positive within a few minutes. Normally when people found out that they were pregnant they were over the moon. But how could you be?

"Would you like us to contact the father?" The father. That was where the issue lied. You'd been none stop calling him since you took the first test but you never got an answer from him. Calls would go unanswered, Messages would be left unread. All you wanted was for him to at least acknowledge that you were trying to get in contact with him. Not that you ever wanted to. He was an asshole to you but you knew you could never be able to do this alone.

Whenever you thought about the father your mind would go straight back to the night it happened.

Cramped into a crowded club with people screaming to talk with one another, music blasting out of the speakers and large lights were flashing everywhere. It was hard to see anything as you tried to make your way to the bar, the main lights were off and the only thing true lighting the way were some small white lights along the floor. All you wanted was some water before you could find your roommates. Your roommates had dragged you out clubbing for the night to celebrate the end of a test you all had taken a part in and now they were missing. Making off with the only apartment key there was leaving you alone.

"Can I get a glass of water please?" You yelled out but the bartender ignored you as she began flirting with someone standing right beside you. It was obvious she didn't want to do her job, not that you blamed her. The guy beside you was incredibly good looking. Dressed in a blue silk shirt and some black jeans, he looked expensive from his haircut to his tattoos.

It looked as though he enjoyed the attention he was getting from her though as he continued to flirt back with her but you needed some water. You needed to at least try and keep your head straight.

"Excuse me?" You asked the bartender who gave you the side-eye, excusing herself from lover-boy as she walked to stand in front of you. Raising her eyebrow and waiting for you to speak.

"Can I have a glass of water please?" Rolling her eyes at you she began putting ice into a cup, pouring water and leaving you to go back to the boy. Who seemed to have suddenly lost interest in her altogether. His eyes lingering on you as he took in what you were wearing. A white long-sleeved shirt with a suspender plaid skirt, looked quite cute on you as you sipped your water. His mind instantly wandered to what someone like you was doing in a club like this. A club designed so that people would go home together for one night stands, the place he frequented because it was easy pickings for him.

"Hi," You turned to look beside you, a little shocked that someone was speaking to you. The boy the bartender had been flirting with was smiling at you, inching himself a little closer as he sat on the stool beside you.

"Hello," You smiled before going back to scanning the crowds of people. Your roommates were somewhere in there dancing and having the time of their lives while you were left behind, you just wanted to go home. It was getting late and you were tired from the test and dancing.

"I'm Jk," He told you as he held out his hand for you to shake. Glancing at his hand and to his face, you nodded deciding to play nice and introduce yourself back to him.

"Y/n." Your eyes immediately went back to the crowd which only seemed to make Jungkook like you more, he took it as you playing hard to get.

"Do you want to go and dance?" He questioned in your ear making you shiver and move away from him a little. Personal space was something you valued a lot.

"No, I'm just looking for my roommates. They ditched me and they have the only key." You explained, your eyes never once leaving the crowds. It was going to be easy spotting them, the two of them were in bright pink matching outfits, insisting that it would look great in the club.

"Oh shit, want me to help you find them? I bet it'll be easier with two sets of eyes." Jungkook stood up from his chair as he began looking around the room even though he had no idea who he was looking for just yet.

"That's true, here-" Pulling out your phone you showed him the lock screen of you and your roommates to help you look for them.

"I'm sorry it was a total bust, I mean you can stay here until the morning." Jungkook had insisted on taking you back to his apartment to get you something to eat and some warmer clothes since it was starting to get cold out in the streets.

"Thanks, I'll just nap on the sofa." You said right before the doors to his elevator to his apartment opened. Your mouth dropped to the floor as you stared around at everything.

This place was huge. Walking into the apartment you stared around at everything. As soon as you stepped inside it was an open floor plan. The living room was directly in front of some large floor to ceiling windows that looked out at Seoul. Then the kitchen was right beside the entrance. White marble countertops, grey cupboards and a hidden fridge. The entire apartment was larger than your common room in the dorms.

"I would just feel awful about making you stay on the sofa," He shook his head at you. His mother raised him better than that.

"I'll take the sofa,"

"But this is your apartment." He smirked to himself as his back was turned to you. Turning on the oven and boiling some water,

"How about we eat some ramen and then we can talk about it?"

Your hands gripped onto the counter as Jungkook slammed in and out of your roughly, your eyes almost rolling back as you cried out his name. Turning to look over your shoulder at him you smirked looking at the state he was in. He was sweating as he pounded into you from behind, moans mumbling out of his lips as he continued to dig his hands into your hips. Dick hitting that one spot that made your legs shake and your eyes roll back.

"S-Shit! Right there." You cried out as he continued to fuck into you. You had no idea how it had come to be here. Jungkook fucking into you relentlessly as you cried out his name. The two of you had been sitting on the sofa one minute and the next he had you bent over the back of the couch, against the kitchen counter. You'd lost count of how many times you'd come around his cock alone. The familiar feeling of tightening began to grow inside of you as your breathing began to get erratic.

"Don't stop." You begged him as you reached down between your legs to start rubbing your clit mercilessly. Jungkook grunted as he continued to fuck into you. His hand taking over yours to rub your clit to match his hip movements. Your hips bucked back against him as you moaned out his name.

"You're so fucking tight," He moaned out, hands digging into your hips as he continued to fuck himself into you. Biting down on your shoulder as he moans out your name just a little.

Jungkook smirked as you pressed yourself against the window. The glass beginning to fog up as he fucked you against it. The two of you completely forgot what you were even doing in his apartment in the first place.

One more orgasm and you were going to be on the floor as a shaking mess. Jungkook had his arm wrapped around your waist to keep you propped up not wanting this to end so quickly. You'd been the best lay he had had in a while and he wasn't willing to let it be over so quickly.

"So good, taking me so well like this," He chuckled as he continued to roughly pound into you, kissing up and down your neck.

The familiar sensation of his approaching orgasm hitting him, he'd been fighting it back since the moment he'd begun fucking you. You had no idea if you were ever going to be able to stop, it was addicting having him inside of you like this. He felt so good and it felt as though there was something there for you.

"J-JK!" You screamed out as he began to hit a little quicker, chasing after his own finish as he kept you pressed against the window. The faster he moved the faster he knew he was going to cum but he needed it, he needed to cum into you and feel himself fill you up.

Both your moans filling the apartment as he continued to roughly fuck into you. Your hand slammed against the window as you shook your head, tears streaming down your cheeks from the overstimulation you were beginning to feel.

"C-Cumming!" You cried out, eyes scrunching together as your body spasmed, legs shaking as you clenched around him over and over again. It never felt like it was going to end as you continued to clench.

"U-Ugh fuck yes." Jungkook pushed your whole body against the window as he emptied himself inside of you. Holding himself deep inside of you as he kissed the back of your neck. Neither of you daring to move. If he let go of you, you knew your legs would give out and you'd be on the floor in seconds.

Waking up the next morning you felt as though you were never going to be able to walk again. Your whole core ached and you were dressed in a hoodie and some sweats that weren't yours. Images of your night with JK came back to you and you couldn't help but smile at them. It felt as though there was something really there for you and you couldn't wait to do that all over again.

Rolling over ready to wake JK up with a surprise you frowned finding the bed completely empty. Your clothes were in a bag on a chair beside the bed. You wondered where JK could have been when you heard noises coming from the kitchen so you threw yourself out of the bed to go and see.

Jungkook was standing in the kitchen making breakfast and dancing around, smiling to himself as he sang along to the music on the radio.

"Morning," You breathed out happily as you watched him, fuck he was even prettier in the morning light. JK looked over at you and frowned wondering why you were still standing there and hadn't left yet.

"What are you doing here?" He frowned looking over at you as he flipped his bacon over in the pan.

"I thought you wanted me to stay over..."

"Yeah, now I want you to leave," He laughed as he looked at you up and down judging you for standing there as if he would want to do all of that again.

"But last night-"

"Was a one night stand. Get over yourself...What did you think was going to happen?" He laughed looking at you as you pulled the hoodie around you tighter feeling embarrassed and ashamed for thinking that there could have been something there.

"Oh you can keep that, I give it to all the girls that come over here, I have a bunch of the same one." You began to feel sick, staring at him as he passed you off as nothing more than something he had stepped in.

"Seriously...Leave before I have to call security." Grabbing the bag of clothes from the bedroom you began heading for the exact, listening to Jungkook laugh as you walked out on him.

"I just have a number but I can't get through to it," You mumbled taking out a piece of napkin from that night. JK had given it to you when you went to look in separate parts of the club.

"We'll try and contact him and let him know what's happening. In the meantime you need to be careful, you're only in the first month of your pregnancy so make sure you're taking care of yourself." Nodding at the doctor you began to stand up from the seat, wanting nothing more than to head back to the dorms and cry about all of this.

You could say goodbye to your University course, they had no help with child care and they didn't allow children in the dorms. You needed to find an apartment and fast. At least if you had your own place you could find your own childcare and continue with the course. You hoped.

A month had passed since seeing the doctor and they finally told you that they had managed to get in contact with the father. Neglecting to inform you that the father was clear someone of high importance. A car had come to pick you up from your apartment and take you to a meeting with someone, instead of JK.

"Are you Miss Y/l/n?" A female voice asked as you looked up from your phone. Standing there was a beautiful tall blonde wearing an all-black outfit as she held out a tray.

"Sejin sends his apologies and promises you can go inside soon." Taking a glass of water she was holding out for you, you wondered how many times she had to do this. How many times she had to sit and be nice to someone one of her co-workers had knocked someone up.

"Thank you," Your voice cracked a little as you did your best not to cry in front of her. You'd been a crying mess for the last two weeks, going from one extreme to the other. Your roommates were beginning to catch on to what was happening. They'd heard you throwing up at stupid hours of the day and see the amount you had begun to eat.

"Can we get you something to eat? Drink?" Sejin asked as he pulled you a chair for you in a conference room. The guy you slept with must have been really important if they were pulling all the stops out like this. It made you wonder how they had gotten involved when the doctor had been calling JK's number.

"No, No I'm okay thank you...Is JK going to be here?" Sejin stared at you as he frowned. That was the name Jungkook had given to you? It wasn't very creative. At least when he gave names to other girls he would call himself something else, not use his initials.

"No, it's just me, you and the main boss." You nodded at him before looking down at the table in front of you. It felt awkward to be sitting there waiting for someone to come down and discuss your pregnancy. Someone who had nothing to do with the pregnancy in the first place that was.

"Ah you must be Miss Y/l/n, I wish I could say it was lovely to meet you." A voice boomed out as the doors to the conference room opened. Standing up you bowed to the man who had entered and he waved his hand to dismiss you.

"Please, we're all friends here. I'm Bang PD." He sat down and smiled at you. Not the kind of smile that was reassuring in times like this but the smile that scared you. It felt as though there was some kind of hidden meaning behind all of this.

"How about we cut right to the chase, no use beating around the bush." He laughed loudly making Sejin laugh forcibly as he sat down on a chair beside you.

"We know what you want so we have it, Sejin." He barked as an envelope was slid in front of you. Your name was written across the front in fancy writing but you frowned at the sight of it.

"I just wanted to have some help from JK."

"JK? Is that what he went with? How incredibly creative," Bang PD uttered sarcastically as you frowned looking from him to Sejin.

"I think you'll find the amount written inside of there is enough to help you." Pulling it open you almost fell out of your chair seeing the number that was written on a piece of paper.

"We can have it sent to you right away and there will be no questions asked. Just never speak to JK again," The man explained as he watched the way your face contorted,

"Sir this-"

"Isn't enough? I can higher it if you like?" He questioned as he got up from his chair. Walking around with his hands tucked behind his back, your eyes trained onto him the entire time.

"No...I don't want your money..." You slid the paper away from you as you watched him walk toward the window. Keeping his back to you as he looked out at the view.

"I want some help from the father...I can't raise a baby on my own." You explained as you watched the way Sejin bit down on his lip.

"You want the father to be in the babies life?" Bang PD questioned, he sounded completely shocked as if it was something so out of the world that you had asked that.

"Yes. I can't raise a baby alone...I don't even live here, I just came for my studies." You began to feel angry as they tried to pass you a large sum of money to make you go away.

"Do you have any idea who he is?" You frowned at the question. The way that they were acting had to have meant he was a big deal.

"No. I just met him in a club, we went to his apartment-"

"Apartment!? He has his own apartment now?!" Bang PD screamed at Sejin who seemed to flinch a little at the idea of it while you seemed to grow more in confusion. Why wouldn't he have his own apartment?

"Bring him in here. I have plans for him." Bang PD sat back down at the desk and looked at you. There was suddenly a switch in personality. Instead of being the strict and shouting man, he was with Sejin he was coming across as calm with you.

"There are some things you need to understand." You frowned before nodding at him. Inching your chair closer to the desk as you waited for him to explain everything that was going on.

JK. Or as you now knew him as Jungkook walked into the room with a smirk on his lips.

"What did you want to speak to me about?" You stared over at him as he didn't even glance in your direction. The person you had gone home with was completely different from the person he was. Jeon Jungkook. A famous Idol that was in a band and lived a very important life. Bang PD had explained that Jungkook shouldn't have even been out that night and that the apartment he had taken you to wasn't even his own and if it was it would be soon taken away from him. You didn't know much about the idol life but you knew how strict it was, how strict some companies were with their workers.

"Jungkook, do you remember Y/n?" The smile that Jungkook had been displaying quickly faded when he turned to see you sitting there.

"By the look on your face, I am going to assume that to be a yes," Bang PD laughed forcing Jungkook to sit down by putting pressure on his shoulder and looking between you and him.

"Well, congratulations Jungkook you're a soon to be a father." Jungkook laughed while looking at Bang PD, shaking his head and hitting his hand against the older man's arm.

"That's a good one, what did she want? Money to keep her mouth shut?" Bang PD said nothing as he slid the papers over to Jungkook proving that you were in fact pregnant and the colour seemed to be drained from Jungkook's face. Staring at the piece of paper, reading and re-reading it over and over again as he looked from the paper to you.

"I want a DNA test, there's no way...She was all over everyone at the club!" That was a barefaced lie but you looked to Band PD who simply stared at the younger man.

"Maybe this will be a learning experience for you. No more parties, no more drinking, no more girls. You're going to be a father to this child." You felt as though you were in the middle of the school principles office watching another child be scolded for something.

"You will help raise this baby and you will do it properly. Do I make myself clear?" The voice felt as though it was going to shake the room and Jungkook nodded his head.

"Yes Sir," Bang PD lowered himself back down into a chair and looked at you.

"We will be wanting a paternal test, you're almost 8 weeks is that correct?" He began writing things down on some paper. Writing down the tests he wanted to run, what the rules for Jungkook were going to be.

"Yes Sir," You answered as you remembered the doctor's appointment you had with the female doctor and how she was scheduling you in for a few more soon.

"That means your scan should be soon. We'll come along to make sure that we can get a DNA test done. Set a few minds at ease. In the meantime, this information goes nowhere...Neither of you is involved with one another in the public eye." Standing up he began to walk towards the door.

"I'll go and draw up some NDA's and you will be free to speak it all out.," With that, he left the room and Jungkook stared at you from across the table.

"How did you find out?" You looked over at him,

"I took tests when I missed my period-"

"Don't play fucking dumb. How did you find out who I was and where I worked?" He cut you off not wanting to waste his time on something so stupid. There was no way the child was his, he was always careful whenever he slept with someone. Always made sure they were on the pill or that he used protection with them.

"I didn't, the doctor called the number you left for me." Rolling his eyes he stared at you, looking you up and down as if he was judging you for coming to his workplace.

"You're only here for the money." You scoffed at him. It was unbelievable to you as to why you had slept with him in the first place when he acted like this. His whole attitude made you want to reach across and slap him up the side of the head.

"You mean the money I didn't take...I don't want money I want help raising a child." You argued back at him.

"I thought you were too easy of a lay, I never should have fucked you. You've been nothing but a pain since." He grumbled as he looked over at you. Feeling nothing but resentment as he realised everything he was going to lose because he'd made one mistake.

"Trust me, if I'd have known how much of an entitled asshat you are I never would have slept with you either." You snapped at him pouring yourself a glass of water. The longer you sat there the sicker you began to feel because of the morning sickness and the sight of him alone.

"Signed and dated. Both of you will make terrific parents." Sejin said as he tried to make everything seem as though it was fine. That this wasn't being forced down upon Jungkook but you knew he didn't want to be there. Which only made you happier with it. If Jungkook was miserable it made you happy. If he was going to be an arse to you, you could return the favour back to him.

"We will see you at the next appointment," Sejin explained as he began to walk you out of the conference room. Holding your bag for you as you put on a jacket.

"See you then," You smiled weakly as he escorted you towards a set of elevators.

Months seemed to fly by through the pregnancy. Jungkook was worse than you had imagined. Refused to go to any of the scans, refused to even acknowledge that the baby growing inside of you was his. The boys all knew Bang PD had sat them down and explained what was going on and they seemed more excited than Jungkook.

For you, things seemed to get worse. University was in the middle of kicking you out of your accommodation. Your roommates wanted nothing more to do with you now that they knew you were with child and refusing to tell them who the father was. Jungkook was nothing but mean to you whenever he was forced to be around you for longer than ten minutes at a time. It would be insult after insult about how he never wanted to have a child in the first place and now he was being forced into it.

"You're nothing to me, you know that right. As soon as that thing is born it will mean nothing to me." Jungkook hissed as you sat in the waiting room of the hospital. Bang PD had practically forced Jungkook there himself by sending him with a team of security and his manager.

"This is all one big mistake and I'm never going to let you forget it," Humming at him you continued to read the magazine that was in front of you. Not listening to a word he said. You'd learnt to tune most of what he told you out as the months went by.

"I can't believe they're forcing me into this. The baby is going to know I hate it when it grows up." You took in a deep breath. Ignoring the hormones that were beginning to make you feel angrier than usual toward Jungkook.

"I never wanted this. This is fucking stupid." That was it. You'd had enough.

"You think I wanted this? You think I wanted to get knocked up by someone who clearly loves himself too much to love anything else around him?!" You finally yelled out, ignoring the looks you were getting from the security men beside you. You were about ready to pop, 8 months pregnant and sleeping from house-sits to house sits because you couldn't find an apartment willing to take someone like you. Someone heavily pregnant without a stable enough income for them to rely on for rent.

"You think you're the only one with problems?!" You got up when you heard your name being called out, Jungkook stared at you.

"Try being homeless, 8 months pregnant with a guy who doesn't want anything to do with you and makes it clear that he hates you." You spat at him shaking your head as tears began to rush down your cheeks.

"Do whatever the fuck you want. Be here or don't be here, I don't care anymore." You hissed at him as you began to walk down towards the ultrasound room. Sejin stared at Jungkook as he watched after you.

This whole time he had been doing his best to make you hate him. Make you hate him enough so that you would leave and never speak about this again but now he felt guilty.

Rushing into the room Jungkook sat down on the chair beside the bed you were sitting on.

"You're homeless?"

"What do you care?" You mumbled to him as you kept your eyes on the screen. All you wanted to do was check your little baby was okay before heading back to find an apartment. Sejin had been kind enough to rent you a hotel room for the last two nights but you couldn't continue to let him do that for you.

"Do you know what you're expecting?" A nurse questioned as she began to apply the cold gel to your stomach, you whimpered a little at the feeling.

"No. I don't want to know," You admitted as you kept your eyes on the screen. Jungkook was about to open his mouth to say he did when a heartbeat began to play through the speaker beside the bed.

"What's that?" He whispered as he listened to everything.

"That would be the baby's heartbeat, nice and healthy." The nurse explained as she began typing, pointing at the baby on the screen and smiling.

"Your little one is right here, sitting comfortably." She began taking photos. You had a million of them in a bag back at the hotel room. Keeping every memory of the little one whenever you could.

"You'll begin to feel the little one move around more soon, they'll be getting ready to turn and come out." Jungkook drowned out the talk as he stared at the screen. The small blob that was his baby moving around and making his chest swell the longer that he stared at it. This was no longer something he could just ignore. There was his child growing inside of you. Developing its own mind. Growing cells and becoming a mini person.

Jungkook said nothing as the two of you came out of the ultrasound room. All he did was take a copy of the scan and head home. Saying nothing to Sejin who questioned why he was acting so weird. The boys watched as he walked straight to his room without uttering a word to any of them. They'd all stopped asking if there was any news on the baby. They were tired of being screamed at about it by Jungkook.

After another month of staying inside of hotels and you were scared you were going to deliver in the middle of a hotel room. The thought terrified you. Delivering a baby alone with no one around you. But that morning you had woken up to a text from Sejin with an address attached to it along with a message asking you to meet him there as soon as you were awake so you did. Sejin had been helping you hunt for an apartment willing to take you so you assumed that this was all it was.

"Sejin I don't see how I'm supposed to afford a place like this." You mumbled as you walked out of an elevator and into a living room. This place was bigger than the apartment Jungkook had taken you back to the first time you met him. Your feet were killing you as you held your hand over your stomach. Doing this whilst nine months pregnant was not your idea of a fun time.

"You won't," Sejin told you as he looked around for the boys. Namjoon was the first one to come rushing over to you, making you squeal when he suddenly touched your bump.

"Hi. Sorry, I'm Namjoon." You looked at him and smiled weakly, looking to Sejin for help who smiled down at you.

"These are Jungkook's band members," Sejin explained as Namjoon and Jimin began to lead you toward a sofa. Sitting you down and smiling at you. They were smiling at you so much it was starting to freak you out a little,

"We've been dying to meet you," Yoongi told you as he bought over a mug of hot chocolate and set it down in front of you. They were all being so nice which wasn't something you had been expecting as you watched them all. You figured they were all going to be as nasty and Jungkook had been about the pregnancy.

"What...I don't mean to be rude but what am I doing here?" You questioned looking over each of them before looking at Sejin who seemed to smile bigger than you had ever seen him smile before.

"Boys, would you like to help her."

Walking you toward a room on the second floor you frowned when the door was pushed open. Inside of the room was a whole nursery decorated perfectly, green walls with yellow and green items around the room.

"You guys didn't have to do this," You whispered as you walked into the room running your hand over the crib the baby would sleep in.

"We didn't," Taehyung admitted as he watched you slowly turning to look at all of them again.

"Then-"

"I did," Jungkook's voice filled the room and you turned around to see him standing by a second door in the room.

"I realised after the last scan how much of a cunt I was being," He carefully eased you down into the rocking chair in the room and you kept your eyes trained on him. This wasn't the Jungkook you had known for the last 10 months. This had to be some kind of twin.

"Realising that I was going to be a dad really helped me shake out of that phase in my life...It's no excuse but I was like that because I didn't have a chance to be like that before." You stared at him as the rest of the boys left you alone to speak everything out.

"You think a nursery will make up for it?"

"No. I think giving you somewhere to live, helping you raise our child will at least start to make up for it." You watched him as he took out the scan he had taken home the last time you saw him.

"I realised that all of this isn't some kind of cruel punishment...I accepted it as a sign to grow up and take responsibility for everything." Your body lurched forward as you felt a pain begin to radiate in your stomach, whimpering out as you gripped onto the chair.

"It's not funny, I was being serious." Jungkook sounded hurt as he thought you were laughing at what he was saying. It wasn't until you looked up at him and he saw tears streaming down your cheeks he knew there was something wrong.

"What's going on?" He panicked as you began sobbing and rubbing your bump. Droplets of water hitting the floor below the chair as your water broke.

"I'm-" Taking in deep breathes as all of the birthing classes had told you, you looked at him.

"I'm in labour, I need to go." You panted as you got up from the chair. Braxton hickes had been nothing compared to what you were feeling right now.

"We...We need to go." He reminded you as Jungkook linked your arm with his own. You stared at him as he picked up a bag from beside the door,

"What's that?" You cried out as another pain rushed through you, spreading up your back as you felt as though you had been hit by a car.

"The go bag...I was reading up on things. I have clothes in there, for you and the baby," He explained as he began to help you walk towards the elevator, calling Namjoon as he got inside.

"Push!" Jungkook yelled as you sat with your legs propped up on the bed, pushing as hard as you could as you screamed out,

"I don't see you doing this!" You screamed back at him as you shook your head. Sweat pooling down your head as you whimpered,

"Here," Jungkook pushed pillows out from behind you and climbed onto the bed. Legs on either side of your body as he held onto you.

"We can do this together," He whispered as he held onto you, your mind in a spin as you cried. Tears streaming as the doctor below you told you to push again. Your hand gripped onto Jungkook's as you pushed, gripping him tightly as you pushed.

"F-Fuck, that hurts." He whispered as you pushed once again. Holding him the entire time as you pushed.

"Stop," The doctor whispered as she began to make sure everything was going well,

"I can see the head." She announced as she looked up at you and Jungkook together. Your head resting on his chest as you got ready to push once again.

Smiling to yourself you watched as Jungkook bounced your small baby up and down in his arms. She was wrapped in blankets as she slept soundly.

"She's got your face," You whispered as he walked back over to your side of the bed, sitting down on the chair and looking at you and then to the baby.

"She's got your nose," He whispered back as he looked at the sleeping child. Wondering how he could have ever said what he said about not loving her. She was perfect.

"I'm sorry I was awful to your mum." He whispered as he looked from the baby to you again. Too tired to sit up as you smiled weakly at him,

"We forgive you," You told him as you smiled at him holding your daughter.

"I'll never stop making up for it," He told you as he got up to put your daughter down into her crib in the hospital.

"Never?"

"Never," He chuckled sitting down again in the chair as you looked at him, smiling a little more as you began to realise just how sorry he truly was about all of this.

"We'll find a place for you, me and the baby but for now I think the dorms are a good place. The boys will help whenever we need them." He explained as he began to take out his phone. The boys wanted to know when they could come and see your kid and he knew now would be great while she slept.

"For all three of us?" You questioned, wincing as you sat up in the bed and turned to look at him.

"Yes...I mean, I want to be a part of my daughter's life...If that's okay?" Nodding at him you smiled before laying your head back on the pillows.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~One Year Later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Everyone sang Happy Birthday to your little girl while Jungkook wrapped his arm around your waist. The three of you had begun living in the apartment Jungkook took you home to and a relationship bloomed. Maybe it was being forced to be around one another for so long or the fact that you had a child together but there was something there. Jungkook asked you out not long after moving into your own place and the two of you were in a rocky relationship. There were still fights and arguments about the way he had treated you but you were working through them. Working through everything for the sake of your daughter. Who was covered in the cake as she smushed her face into the cake Jin had made for her. All of the boys were like uncles to her, whenever you needed time away for a test or Jungkook was working one of them would offer a helping hand. It was like she had a whole family.

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lovessidney · 2 years

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We’ll make this all okay

Pairing: Gerard Way x Reader.

Pronouns: she/her.

Requested by: @memento-mora

Summary: The reader has had a very bad day and Gerard tries to cheer her up.

A/n: Thank you so much for requesting this, it was fun to write! Sorry it took a few days though. Hope y’all enjoy it.

Gerard stood in the stairwell, knocking at (y/n)s door. She wasn’t opening. They had the spare key, (y/n) had given it to them ages ago, but they had never used it, they thought it seemed kind of rude to just waltz in to her apartment. But (y/n) didn’t seem like she was going to answer the door any time soon, so they got the spare key from their pocket and unlocked the door. ”Hey, anyone home?” Gerard called out, even though they was sure (y/n) was in fact home. They could hear soft music of (y/n)s favorite band coming from the living room. They kicked off their worn out boots and headed for the living room. They found (y/n) laying on the floor right by the coffee table, and they could see that she had been crying. Immediately Gerard dropped the bag of treats they’d gotten from the store on their way over and fell to their knees next to (y/n) on the floor. ”Oh, my sweet angel, what’s wrong? They asked (y/n) softly as they brushed a strand of hair from her face. Gerard had almost never seen (y/n) crying, so something serious must’ve happened. (Y/n) wiped a few straggling tears from under her eyes. ”It’s just been a rough day Gee. Literally everything has gone wrong, and you’re the first friendly face I’ve seen all day” she said with a sigh as she sat up, leaning back against the sofa. Gerard sat down next to her and looked at her. ”Tell me all about it, I’m here for you” they said with a comforting smile. ”Thanks Gee, but I’d rather just forget about all of it actually” (y/n) said, rubbing her eyes. Gerard nodded. ”One evening of forgetting about your troubles, coming right up then” they said with a slight chuckle. ”Let me just get my coat and scarf off, and we’ll make this all okay” they said, stood up and walked towards the coat hanger in the entryway. Rather than actually hanging their coat on the coathanger they tossed it on the floor next to their shoes before they grabbed the bag of treats and returned to (y/n) in the living room. ”Would you join me in the kitchen sweetheart? I’ll make us some hot chocolate” Gerard said, holding out a hand for (y/n).

”First of all, drink a glass of water (y/n). I always get a headache after crying and I think that might be one thing too many for you to deal with today” Gerard said, getting a big glass from the cupboard. They filled it to the brim with water and handed it to (y/n) who drank it all rather quickly. ”Do you want more?” Gerard offered. ”No, I think I’m good. Thanks Gee” (y/n) said, and Gerard thought they could see the hint of a smile on her lips. ”Okay, let me make you some hot chocolate then” they said and put (y/n)s empty glass on the counter. They measured out milk, cacao and sugar and heated it up on the stovetop. When the chocolate was sufficiently warm they poured it into two big mugs. They picked up a can of whipped cream and a bag of marshmallows from the bag on the counter and successfully decorated the two hot chocolates with it. They put the marshmallows on (y/n)s hot chocolate in the shape of a heart. They handed (y/n) her chocolate before sitting down opposite her at the kitchen table. She looked at her hot chocolate and smiled. ”What would I do without you Gee?” she said with a small smile. ”Thank you for coming over today” she continued as she took Gerards free hand in hers. ”Of course sunshine” Gerard answered, stroking her hand with their thumb. Gerard distracted (y/n) with silly stories from work and band practice as they drank their hot chocolate and by the end of it, they had even made her laugh a few times. The tears had dried up and most of the sadness seemed to be gone as well. ”Oh look! It’s snowing” (y/n) suddenly exclaimed. It was the first snow of the year, and it was coming down heavy. ”Perfect weather for staying inside and drinking hot chocolate” she remarked with a smile. Gerard nodded. They thought (y/n) looked adorable. She had a little whipped cream on her nose from the hot chocolate, and combined with her excitement for the snow, she was just the cutest person ever.

Soon enough they moved back to the living room. (Y/n) cuddled up next to Gerard as they watched her favorite movie. They’d seen it a million times before, but Gerard knew it’d make her feel better. ”I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you in my life” (y/n) said as the credits rolled after the movie had ended. She sat up opposite Gerard and kissed them softly on the cheek. ”Well, I could say the same” Gerard said with a smile. ”You are so special (y/n), and I adore you so” they continued. (Y/n) kissed Gerard again, and they held her close, like they were afraid she’d disappear if they didn’t hold her close enough. ”My sweet, sweet, wonderful (y/n)” they whispered softly in her ear. She laid down, with her head in Gerards lap. They could see a single tear rolling down her cheek again. ”What’s wrong sugar?” Gerard asked worriedly. ”Oh, no, it’s nothing. I just feel so happy now. You really make everything okay Gee. Thank you” she said and Gerard wiped the tear of off her cheek. ”So, what do you want to do now” Gerard asked, looking down at (y/n) in their lap. ”Do you want some more chocolate?” they offered. (Y/n) shook her head and let out a small yawn. ”Honestly, I’m pretty tired. It’s been a very long day. If it’s okay with you I just want to cuddle” she said with a tired smile. Gerard nodded and smiled down at her. ”Anything you want” they said sweetly and brushed a strand of hair from her eyes.

After drinking some more water, (y/n) and Gerard found themselves in bed together. They laid under the many blankets (y/n) kept in her bed, and (y/n) rested her head on Gerards chest. She crawled closer, both because she was cold and as she felt safe and secure close to Gerard. ”If home is where the heart is, then this is my home” (y/n) said sleepily as she cuddled into Gerards side. They leaned forward and kissed the top of her head. ”I feel so safe with you Gee. You make me so happy” (y/n) said softly. ”That’s all I want (y/n). I’m always here for you, no matter what, and I’m so glad you wanted my company today” Gerard said tenderly. They could see that (y/n) was getting more and more tired. ”Sleep tight honey. I love you so much” they said, once again kissing the top of her head and pulling her closer. ”I love you too Gerard” (y/n) mumbled, already halfway asleep.

I really hope you enjoyed this little piece! If you want to send me a request, please do, and I’ll make the best I can out of it!

#my chemical romance fanfic #gerard way fanfic #Gerard Way x reader #Ssidney writes

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lizzy-williams · 4 years

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❝𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 & 𝚌𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚜❞

ღWarnings: SMUT (18+ please!), language, rough sex, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), sexual situations.

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ღRequest: Can you do the most dirty hard good sexy lovely spanking doggy position french kiss smut EVER please PLEASE with tom 🙂🪓

ღSummary: You’re been in a mood almost all week, Tom having to leave right on Valentine’s Day for filming. The day before he has to leave, you’re the meanest you’ve been, and Tom’s had about enough.

ღA/n: ANON YOU DIRTY BEAN I LOVE YOU. This will be the first thing I’m posting since I came back, So I hope you guys enjoy, feel free to send in more requests.

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 in a mood the entire week. More specifically at your boyfriend, who chose a job that somehow, someway got him taken away right on Valentine’s Day.

Even worse, this would be your 5th Valentine’s Day together, which you saw as a mile stone. You knew you were being irrational and a bit selfish, but you were too blinded by your anger to realize it.

For the time being, you were giving Tom hell, inside and outside your small flat. On Monday, you and Tom went out for coffee, but of course, being the little minx you are, you teased him right then and there, in public, and you managed to turn Tom into a needy, whiny child with only a few touches.

But when the two of you got home, you did a full 180, becoming completely distanced and untouchable, evading every advance Tom tried to make on you. You just kept all your attention on Tessa for a majority of that day.

At first, Tom was clueless, the sudden distancing confusing the hell out of him, but it only escalated from there.

On Tuesday, you had some things to do for work, and there you sat on the couch, typing away on your computer before Tom, still flustered and needy from yesterday, came waltzing into the living area and plopped down right next to you, resting his head on your shoulder.

Yet you sat there, still typing away, acting as if Tom wasn’t there at all. Tom adjusted himself a few times, seeing if his movements gained any attention or reaction from you. Still. Nothing.

Now he resulted to sighing loudly, and due to where his head was, it was right in your ear. It was erotic or teasing, it was just straight up annoying and childish.

You finally pried your eyes away from the screen and turned to look at him, “Do you want something?” was all the response he was going to get, and even then it was a grumble.

“I wanna cuddle.”

He sounded so much like a kid, and in any other circumstance, you would tend to his request. But no. You were mad at him.

“I’m working, Tom.”

That’s when Tom knew something was definitely wrong. No usual ‘bubba’ or ‘bub’. Not even honey. Just his first name. Not even his full first name. Just Tom.

You felt him recoil and slip away into the other room.

Tom: 0, You: 2

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Wednesday rolled around, and Tom was talking to Harrison on the phone. Once again, you had been giving him the bare minimum all day, but when you kissed him, it was long, passionate and lingering. And Tom was, to say the least, baffled.

“I dunno, man, she’s been like this all week.”

You happened to be in earshot, and slipped behind a doorframe, listening in on what Tom had to say.

“No, I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong. I’ve even been making an effort to put the toilet seat down, and somehow she keeps being so distant. I even tried hugging her from behind this morning and she just brushed me off.”

That one was true. You were making yourself lunch when Tom, who woke up late as usual, came into the kitchen and wrapped his arms lovingly around your waist, but staying true to your previous attitude, you brushed him off, using the stove as an excuse. But instead of reassuring him, like you normally would have, you turned and gave him a purple and red hickey on his sweet spot before turning back around and acting as if nothing had happened at all.

“No, it’s not that time of the month, she already had it. I kinda know these things.”

That was also true. Because you and Tom had such a frequent and vibrant sex life, he made it a personal mission to know when your period came so he could work around it and comfort you. All things aside, he truly was a good boyfriend.

“Ohhhhh,” he made a sound of realization and it made you perk up a little, wondering if he truly understood why you were so evasive.

Wait, did he?

The sound of his footsteps clamoring down the hall made you frantically look around for something to look busy with.

“Darling?” he called out.

“In here!” you called out, trying to sound unbothered.

“Ah, Darling,” he seemed giddy, as if he had just solved the worlds biggest mystery, “I know why your angry at me.”

“Oh?” you questioned, as you kept fiddling with whatever you were doing, acting as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.

“You were upset about the paparazzi pictures. The ones with Ciara.”

“What?!” you seethed, now not caring about acting like you didn’t care.

“Th-The other day, when I went out to lunch, you knew about it...?” he was terrified by the look in your eyes.

He was being honest. He did say he was going out with the female co-star, and you were okay with it. You trusted him. But what you didn’t think about were the tabloids. The gossip sights that would no doubt leak into Twitter, causing an un-needed uprising in Hollanders and shippers.

Immediately you pushed passed him and went straight for your phone, looking up news sight after news sight.

Ciara Bravo and Tom Holland: New Hollywood Couple???

Tom & Ciara, A Valentine’s Day Miracle

Did Y/N and Tom SPLIT? Ciara and Tom Spotted!

At this point you couldn’t stand to be in the same room as Tom. Despite him and you understanding there was nothing going on, the outside world put pressure on the both of you, and you needed to breathe.

Tom didn’t say a word when you got your coat and left with a ‘I’m going out. Don’t wait up.’

By time you got home, Tom slept on the couch, and you slept in the bed.

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Tuesday was quiet, nothing happened. The two of you didn’t speak to each other, a day going by silently, but when you were going to bed, that’s when things got interesting.

“It isn’t my fault.”

He stood in the bathroom as he spoke, and you were on the bed reading a book with Tessa at your side, sound asleep.

You gave a small, unbothered sigh, “I know.”

Tom perked up, “What do you mean, ‘you know’?” he asked irritably.

“I mean I know it isn’t your fault about the media. I don’t care, it’s fine.”

“Then why are you so mad at me?!” he was annoyed now, making you raise a brow.

“You really don’t know?” you hissed, closing your book, not caring if you lost your page or not.

“No, of course I don’t know!”

“You’re leaving me! On Valentines Day!” you snapped, standing up, Tessa’s ears going back.

“Are you serious??? That’s it?” he questioned with wide eyes.

You glared at him, giving him an expression that only meant one thing, slipping out of the room without a word.

Needless to say, you slept on the couch that night .

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Friday. The day before Tom leaves. The day before Valentine’s day.

And as always, you woke up before Tom, hearing Tessa scratch at the bedroom door from the inside. You walked down the hall, turning the bedroom door handle slowly and letting Tessa out the door, but not before catching a glimpse of your sleeping boyfriend in nothing but boxers, holding onto your pillow as he slept.

Thats when the idea popped into your head. You were going to make a lovely Valentine’s day themed breakfast. For yourself.

If there was any way to get Tom back, it was with food, your food more specifically.

You immediately got to work, prepping the veggies for the omelette, mixing the batter for waffles, and washing the strawberries, planning on using them for a garnish.

You worked for a good hour, almost everything done, the last thing being cutting the strawberries when you suddenly heard the bedroom door open.

Tom walked out, his curly hair all a mess on top of his head, purposefully not wearing anything except for his Calvin’s, and you shamelessly checked him out, in hopes that would get him going.

Before he got too close, you whipped back around and began slicing in the berries in front of you. Just like he did the many mornings ago, he let his arms wrap around you right before you felt him leave a small peck below your earlobe, and you had to bite back a smile.

“Good morning, darling.”

Fuck. His morning voice. It was rough, deep, and gravely, making your stomach do summersaults and slick glisten between your legs.

“Morning.”

The sexual tension was palpable, so thick you could cut it with the knife in your hand. But you needed to stay strong. You were mad. You were still mad....

Right?

“Are those for me?” he questioned, motioning to the breakfast platter you had spread on the kitchen island, complete with a glass of OJ.

You did a silent self-pat on the back.

“Nope,” you smirked, before popping a strawberry in your mouth.

His demeanor switched, “That’s it-”

You squeaked as he took the knife from your hands, throwing it into the sink before sweeping his hands across the counter, knocking the cutting board aside, roughly grabbing your hips and putting you on the counter.

“I’ve just about had it with your attitude,” he growled, pulling his semi-hard-on out of his boxers before grabbing the back of your neck, pulling you into a messy, lustful kiss, his tongue diving in the instant that his lips touched yours, making you whimper out, trying you best to regain control of the situation but failing quickly.

A sudden smack to your ass made you quit your pursuit of control, a whine finding it’s way out of your throat as you felt him smirk into the kiss. His tongue prodded around your mouth as you held onto him desperately. You wrapped your legs around his hips, pulling him closer, his member pressing right up against your clothed clit, daring him to do whatever he was going to do next.

Suddenly, he picked you up off the counter, breaking the kiss and pushing you down to your knees, harshly, shoving his member against your cheek.

“Suck. I’m not gonna ask nice again,” he grunted, and you knew that he would keep his word with this one.

You hesitantly took him in your hands before stocking him slightly, sticking your tongue out and licking a strip from his base to his tip, before taking it in your mouth, using your tongue to tease the angry veins and ridges on the underside of his cock.

“Oh - FUCK - you’re so fucking precious.” he hissed, his hand weaving in your hair before pulling you down on his cock, going so deep it touched the back of your throat, praying that your gag reflex was on your side.

Suddenly he pulled you back, before pulling you all the way back onto him, tears welling up in your eyes as he repeated his movements, using your face and whispering obscenities into the air around you, harshly fucking your mouth.

“My bratty girl, shit, you sound so much better choking on my cock,” he grunted, his pace suddenly faltering, cock twitching, signaling he was about to release.

He looked down and his eyes widened as he caught sight of your hips moving slowly and gently. You were so cute like that, humping the air like a little bunny, Tom taking immense pride in the fact that he made you like this.

Without another warning, you felt his cum fill the back of your throat, making you whine as you had no choice to swallow it all, knowing he wouldn’t take his cock out of your mouth until you did so.

Tom watched tentatively for the bobbing of your throat. The one indication that you swallowed. You shivered slightly as you felt the salty substance make it’s way down your throat, and he finally, finally, pulled himself out, and you gasped for air.

Tom admired your fucked out state, tears wetting your cheeks and your lips swollen, hair ruined from his grip. He could have you looking like that...

He used one hand to stroke and caress your cheek, the other smoothing out your hair the best he could before standing you back up, your eyes dazed as you looked at him with pleading eyes, your past angers forgotten as you were desperate for his touch.

“Go to the bedroom, strip, lay down, ass up darling. Wait. You touch yourself and I’ll leave you there for the rest of the night, understand?” he hissed before you nodded, scampering off down the hall.

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You waited on the bed as you were told, your back arched as you put your ass in the air, your head resting in your arms as you scowled slightly impatiently. It had been 5 minutes since Tom promised he’d be back, and yet there you were.

You began to play with the sheets between you fingers as you sighed quietly to yourself. But your head propped up slightly when you heard the sound of the door swinging open, a now completely nude Tom stepping through, a small box in his hands.

“I was going to wait until tomorrow, but now seems like a much more... fitting time,” his smile was devious as he opened the small box, pulling out a thick, bullet shaped piece of equipment.

Right as he twisted the bottom, you heard it buzz softly, and the realization hit you like a ton a bricks: the realization that this was going to be a long night. He stalked around you like a predator trying to catch pray, and you felt the bed dip behind you, and you heard him let out a sigh of content as he looked at your completely wet pussy, courtesy of the events earlier in the kitchen.

“Fuck, you look so pretty all wet like this for me... this is for me, right darling?” he kneaded your ass in his hands before you could answer, “Who am I kidding, of course it’s for me.”

You knew what was coming next, knowing how much Tom loved your ass, and jus as expected, you felt his tongue lick a long, rough lick from your clit to your rim, making you jolt forwards slightly.

Soon enough you felt two of his fingers plunge inside of your pussy, making you moan sweetly into the open air of the bedroom. His movements made the coil inside you tighten and spark, your need for release becoming more and more apparent.

But the sudden buzzing on your clit made you lose your mind, release coming sooner than expected, your cunt squeezing around Tom’s fingers like a vice as you moaned out, breathless as his pace never faltered, his speed, (if anything), increasing as your body shook.

Even after your high was ridden out, he continued, making you gasp.

“T-Tom, I can’t, I can’t I- AHHH!” your babbling was cut of by another sudden shock through your cunt, making you scream out in such quick pleasure.

“Holy fuck, so wet-” Tom was in awe of your actions, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out what just happened.

You just squirted.

Tom wasted no time getting down there and sucking your clit harshly, his movements driving you crazy as you tried to collect your thoughts and make a complete sentence.

He was so high on you, so drunk on your taste as he continued to taste and tease every part of your most sensitive place.

“P-Please Tom,” you begged, shifting.

Please what? Please keep going? Please stop?

“Please fuck me,”

It was a soft whimper, oh so soft, but he heard it, and it drove him crazy. He sat up and positioned his newly hardened, throbbing member up to your entrance. Without a second thought, he pushed in the tip with ease.

You silently thanked god for the slick of your cunt as he drove in farther, and to your surprise, he waited. Waited until you were ready. He knew that no matter how many times he fucked you, you would always be tighter than hell. So he waited. He always did.

But as soon as you nodded, his demeanor flipped again like a light switch, drawing himself out and slamming himself back in. Soon enough he set a rough and punishing pace, throwing you back onto him like a rag-doll as your body went limp, letting him use you.

You jerked when you felt him land a slap on your ass, knowing he enjoyed the way it move after he did so, before kneading the flesh, planning on repeating his actions.

You were whimpering and keening at his movements and pants, the feeling of him pounding into you taking you over, and the only thing you could think about was him.

Him, him, him.

Not the fact that he had to leave the following morning, or the fact that the tabloids were a nuisance. Just that fact that you were completely fucked out and it wasn’t even noon yet.

“Shit, darling, so. Fucking. Good,” he grunted, punctuating his final words with harsh, long, hard thrusts, accompanied with slaps to your already sensative ass.

His pace was faltering, dick twitching, his pants getting more frequent and louder. You knew he was getting close, the sight of you so out of it only spurring it on.

“C-Cum for me, Tommy,” you whimpered, making his thrusts almost come to a full halt, “Cum inside me, please,”

Tom knew you were on the pill, and it was always for other reasons, and he usually pulled out, more as a personal preference to you. But now that you wanted him to claim you, so intimately and so passionately, his movements went from 0 to 100, before he felt himself snap.

This of course made you plummet backwards off the cliff of ecstasy, the both of you coming together as a symphony of moans and whines and growls filled the air around you, your body feeling as if it were floating as your ears rang.

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You both fucked like rabbits till noon, the both of you feeling drunk off each other’s touch, just not getting enough. You were both starved all week after all. And it took it’s toll.

By time you two were done, your body was weak, your muscles completely spent and you heartbeat doing it’s best to settle down. You felt Tom’s arms help pull you up, laying you on your back and disappearing into the bathroom.

When he came back, it was with a warm, wet washcloth, and be began slowly wiping up his mess, whispering praise and words of admiration while doing so. You found your eyes closing as you basked in the attention and after-glow of orgasm. He was completely in love with you, he couldn’t stop if he tried.

Tossing the rag off the the side, you felt the area beside you dip before you were greeted with Tom’s arms, once again, finding home around your body, and you immediately leaned into his touch, laying your head softly on his chest as he played with your hair.

The both of you enjoyed the silence. His other hand drifted up and down your arm, making goosebumps erupt in its wake, the space to think being larger than life.

Finally, you spoke.

“I’m sorry.” you muttered, holding him just a little bit closer. But Tom being Tom, you knew he would milk it as much as he could.

“For?”

You sighed, embarrassed that you had to admit it out loud, “For being a bitch all week. I was just angry. It wasn’t fair to you. Ergo, I’m sorry.”

“Apology accepted. But you’re buying me coffee on the way to the airport tomorrow morning,” he insisted.

That’s when your senses finally took in the fact that it was still light outside. The clock on your bedside table read a shocking 12:23 pm, and you let a small smirk creep across your face at the Valentine’s Day sex you were truly going to be missing out on.

Sure, it still made you sad that he was leaving. But knowing Tom, you knew he would do something special for you, no matter how far away you were. Besides, there was hours of Facetime sex to be had, and you couldn’t wait for that.

“Do you want lunch?” you questioned quietly, your hand gently gliding up and down Tom’s abs, which always felt like you were touching marble stone.

“Yeah. You’re buying though,” he contested, and you smirked.

“Nope. I’m making. I was thinking tomato soup and grilled cheese,”

You knew it was one of Tom’s favorites, one of the few things on this planet that Tom would die for, (besides you, of course).

“That would be lovely, darling.”

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“I’m gonna miss the fuck outta you,” you whined, standing at the gates, your doe eyes peering up at him as you held his hands.

“I’ll be back before you know it, love, and you can text me and call me at the end of every day. I can even fly you out to visit if you want.”

Tom was doing his best to soften the blow of him leaving; it was hard on both of you, and it was supposed to be for 2 months. 8 weeks. 56 days. You hated it.

“Love you,” you grumbled like a child, before hugging him with all your might, trying to remember this feeling to keep you company.

“I love you most,” he challenged, making you pull back to rest your chin on his chest before leaning up and giving him a kiss, but it turned heated quickly.

Before it could get any more hot and heavy (because the paparazzi are VULTURES), you pulled away.

“I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you more,” you replied.

Suddenly the lady on the overhead speakers began to talk, “All first class passengers on flight 32-B to Atlanta, Georgia, is now boarding.”

“That’s me,” he sighed.

Tears pricked your eyes unexpectantly, and before Tom could see them, you gave him one last, rib crushing hug.

He pulled back with a smile, waving a wordless goodbye, walking away, but not without giving you one last look, mouthing the words:

‘Happy Valentine’s Day’

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Brooklyn Honey - Bucky Barnes x Reader

(Repost!) Hello, this is for the lovely @wkemeup’s 9k writing challenge. I decided to go with the song prompt “Life in the City” by The Lumineers. It really reminded me of 40s Bucky.

Title: Brooklyn Honey

Summary: Life in the city ain’t always so pretty, but you’ve got Bucky and he’s got you.

Pairing: 1940s!Bucky Barnes x female!reader

Word count: 2.4k

Warnings: nah

***

“That’s so not how you do it.”

“Sorry, I must’ve missed the day you wrote the manual on how to put up curtains.”

“You sure did, and I can tell you as an expert, the nails aren’t supposed to resemble a mountain range.”

“Smartass. C’mere.”

Bucky’s palm opened and you took a nail, carefully tapping it into the wall.

“Or is it the skyline you’re going for?”

“You’re pretty mouthy for an assistant.”

“I keep it interesting, doll.”

“Is that what we’re calling it?”

“James Barnes, what on earth are you doing in there?!”

Your eyes went wide and you hurried to scramble off the chair you were standing on. Bucky put a hand on your back, shaking his head.

“Buck—”

“I got it, don’t worry. Keep hammering.”

“But—”

“Honey, don’t you trust me?”

“Absolutely not.”

More knocking, faster and louder this time.

“Coming, Mrs. Anderson!”

Bucky buttoned up his shirt, smoothing his pomade-slicked hair back, and went to answer.

You stepped down from the chair anyway, daring to peek around the corner.

He had his arms up, trying to fill the entire door frame and hide the obnoxiously yellow curtains you probably weren’t supposed to have. Mrs. Anderson, Steve and Bucky’s busybody next door neighbor, was a small, shriveled, old woman with a perpetually pinched face that looked like it had been stored in a jar of formaldehyde for the last twenty years. She kept trying to look over Bucky’s shoulder but he wouldn’t let her, moving when she did.

“—could’ve sworn I heard hammering coming from this apartment.”

“Oh! You must’ve heard me fixing my bike.”

“You don’t have a bike, James.”

“Did I say my bike? I meant Steve’s.”

“Steve rides a bike?”

“Absolutely. Keeps him fit.”

“I don’t recall seeing him ever—”

“Well, bye, Mrs. Anderson! Always a pleasure to see you, ma’am.”

She gave another stern look before shaking her head, walking away.

You sighed as Bucky shut the door with his foot, a too sly smile on his face.

“Didn’t I tell you to trust me?”

“I think you might be a worse liar than Steve.”

“Well, ouch, doll.”

“First of all, who’s ever heard of needing a hammer to fix a bike?”

“We can be the first.”

“Next time, I’m answering the door.”

You clambered back onto the chair, returning to knocking in the nails.

“I still don’t understand why you wanted curtains in the first place.”

“It adds a homely touch, doll. Aren’t you the one who’s always complaining about how drab this place is?”

“Of course, but it’s not my apartment.”

“It could be, with how often you’re over,” Bucky said sweetly.

“Keep dreaming, Barnes.”

“I will,” he assured with a smile that could melt butter.

You shook your head and returned to focus on the curtains. True, the first one was beyond help in terms of nail placement, but the least you could do was try and make the next one even.

Bucky had offered at least ten times to do it himself but there was no way he was getting his hands on a hammer after what had happened when he’d tried to install some shelves last winter.

Besides, you were better at decorating when it came down to it. At least, that’s what Bucky kept insisting, letting you do essentially anything you wanted to the apartment.

The chair suddenly groaned under additional weight and you startled as you felt the side of a body press against yours.

“How’s it goin’?”

“Bucky, this chair really isn’t meant for two people.”

“You sure? Seems pretty sturdy to me.”

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

Bucky wrapped an arm around your waist and you fixed him with a look.

“What? Don’t want you to fall.”

“How valiant of you.”

“Ain’t it?”

He hopped off before you could scold him further, grinning up at you.

“Beer?”

“Yeah, thanks.”

Bucky disappeared and returned a minute later with an open bottle for you, holding it so you could sip safely while still perched on the chair.

Then you kept hammering, eyes narrowed as you focused on not hitting anything other than the nail.

Bucky watched from the floor as you did so, leaning back on his hands.

“What’re you looking at?” you asked after a while, glancing at him from the corner of your eye.

He shrugged, a gentle smile on his face.

“The city.”

***

“Honey, I’m home!”

“What did I say about that, Barnes?”

“You said… you’ll love me for all eternity because you’re as sweet as honey?”

“I think it was more along the lines of, ‘don’t call me honey unless you mean it.’”

“I always mean it, Y/N.”

And that was a little more sincerity than you were willing to explore, so you pointed to the bag instead.

“What’s that?”

Bucky grinned, setting a giant paper sack on the counter.

“Lemons.”

“What?”

“Lemons. You know, the little yellow fruits that make you do this?”

Bucky puckered his mouth and smacked his tongue, eyes screwed shut.

“Lemon’s not a fruit.”

“It sure is! Fruit got seeds. Read that in a book about agriculture. We produce a lot of corn, did you know that?“

“Okay, Bucky, the presiding question still remains: why do you have every lemon in the city?”

“There was a good deal at the docks. Dirt cheap for produce. Some guys told me they were takin’ some home for their wives. Didn’t want you to feel left out.”

“I’m not your wife.”

Bucky just grinned. You rolled your eyes.

“I don't know who taught you this, but the way to a girl’s heart is not twenty pounds of lemons.”

“Think of all the lemonade we can make.”

“Unless you’ve also got FDR and his cabinet in those bags, we’re gonna have a lot of leftovers.”

“Look at it this way: no vitamin C deficiency. One less thing to worry ‘bout.”

“Bucky.”

“They’re not all lemons, doll. I got other stuff too. Tomatoes, cabbage, snuck some cucumbers, even bananas.”

You sighed, smiling tiredly. This ration was taking its toll on everyone. You knew Bucky was doing his best, had seen the vegetables and thought of you and how much you missed having cucumber salad and tomato sandwiches like you used to.

“Thank you, Bucky, really. I appreciate you.”

You brushed past him to begin preparing the excess vegetables you three wouldn’t eat this week to pickle. Salt and sugar was going to be hard to gather, but you’d manage. You always did.

“Welcome, doll.”

He beamed, eyes full of warmth as he watched you.

“You gonna stay for dinner?”

“I dunno. Seems like Steve’s gettin’ kinda tired of me,” you laughed.

“Never. ‘Sides, even if he was, doesn’t matter.”

“Oh, really?”

“Nope. ‘Cause you stay for me.”

“And where did you get that idea from?”

He shrugged.

“Seemed kinda obvious, doll. You’re smitten, admit it.”

“Oh dear, you’ve got me all figured out. However did you know?”

“I’m a bright fella.”

“Uh-huh.”

“You ain’t saying no…”

“Really, I have to say no? Can’t you tell I only stick around for the great deals you get on produce?”

“But it’s me that gets the great deals, so really, you’re still staying for me.”

Bucky was against the counter now, shoulder to shoulder with you.

You sighed, hand on your hip as you stared at the table.

“What the hell are we going to do with all these lemons?”

“We’ll figure something out. Always do, don’t we?”

You hummed, leaning your head on his shoulder, aware he was talking about more than the lemons.

“Yeah. We always do.”

***

Steve had been home for a while, wordlessly letting you in when you’d shown up an hour ago. You didn’t have to explain anything to him anymore.

The record player was on, crooning gently. Steve was in the corner, drawing, away from the window after the breeze had whipped his papers around one too many times.

“Can’t believe they’re building another skyscraper down on Lawrence.”

Steve frowned.

“Really? Won’t be able to see the sunset now.”

“Yeah. And Brooklyn’s not exactly known for its scenery to begin with. Saw a rat and a pigeon fighting over a pretzel this morning.”

Steve chuckled from the floor, shaking his head.

“Times are tough. Even for rats and pigeons.”

“Sure are.”

“Nice curtains, by the way. I like the color.”

“Oh. Yeah. Sorry. Did Bucky ask—?”

“No,” he answered, smile evident in his voice. “But that’s alright. I know he’s just tryin’ to gauge what you like.”

“What?”

“Yeah, after the war’s over and all, he’s gonna try and buy a nicer place.”

“And he wants my furnishing tips?”

Steve shrugged, gaze soft and knowing.

“Guess so.”

You cleared your throat, pushing a lock of hair behind your ear.

“Want some lemonade?”

“Jesus, there’s more? I thought we’d run out of bushels.”

“You’d think, right? I put ‘em in the icebox so they won’t spoil so fast.”

“Sure, yeah. Thanks, Y/N.”

You were in the middle of stirring the pitcher when Bucky came in.

He didn’t greet you or Steve immediately, like he usually did, instead setting down his keys, then slapping the mail onto the table.

“Well, hey there, mister. Fancy a drink? Today’s special is sour lemonade, your favorite.”

Bucky looked up, startled, and glanced at the pitcher before nodding, attempting a half smile.

“Sure, doll. Thanks.”

“Everything okay, Buck?”

He nodded, slipping away to the bathroom with a sigh.

You turned to Steve, who shrugged.

“Long day at the docks, I guess.”

***

June twelfth. That was when Bucky was being shipped out, somewhere in Europe, too far from you. This entire year you’d been holding your breath, hoping, needing the draft to leave him alone.

Now they were taking him away from you in less than a week.

You were in the apartment, lying on the floor, on Bucky’s second to last day. That’s how he found you upon coming home.

“Trying to count all the cracks in the ceiling, doll? You’ll be here all night.”

You had a glass of lemonade by your head, spiked with a bit of rum. It was already warm, because it was summer and things were supposed to be warm in the summer.

The curtains danced in front of the window, yellow like sunshine and all those goddamn lemons in the freezer. The only respite from an otherwise colorless world.

“This city is so ugly.”

Bucky looked up at the sound of your voice. He walked over, crouching by your arm.

“Think so?”

“Yeah. Can’t find a single pretty thing in the city.”

“I can.”

“Can you?”

“Sure. She’s looking at me right now.”

“That was sappy.”

“Yes it was.”

Bucky lay down, rolling onto his side next to you, taking a sip from your glass.

“But I ain’t mean it any less.”

You hummed, closing your eyes.

“Well, for what it’s worth then, I think you’re handsome.”

“Oh, yeah?”

You could hear his proud smile.

“Don’t make me take it back.”

“No, I’m just surprised to hear it is all.”

“Surprised, huh? I’m certain I ain’t the first one to call you handsome.”

“You’re the only one I wanna hear it from.”

Something fluttered in your chest.

“What d’you say then? You and I, think we can take on a city as ugly as ours?”

He smiled.

“With you, doll?”

“Yeah.”

“With you, of course.”

“Good. I’m gonna hold you to that.”

Bucky propped his head up on his elbow. It was quiet again, with only your occasional sighs and his quiet breaths.

“What’re you looking at?” you breathed, opening your eyes.

“You.”

Bucky flicked a drop of lemonade from the tip of your nose.

You turned, now face to face.

And oh, Bucky’s blues. Those had been your color even before the curtains.

“I’m gonna miss you,” you blurted.

He smiled a little sadly.

“Gonna miss you too, Y/N.”

You pushed your lips together, taking a deep breath.

“You were right, you know.”

“‘Bout what?”

“That day when you brought home all those lemons. You said that I stay for you.”

Bucky’s lips quirked, gaze fond like it always was.

“All those times I stayed for dinner and pretended to know what I was doing putting up those curtains. I stayed for you.”

You wiped your nose quickly, sniffling.

“And I’m gonna keep staying.”

“Yeah? What if the bridge collapses tomorrow?”

“I’ll swim.”

“Even in the winter?”

“I’ll get myself a pair of ice skates.”

“You don’t know how to skate, doll.”

“That’s right. So you better come back safe and teach me.”

Bucky leaned in, nose brushing your cheek. He rolled over and carefully straddled you, holding his weight.

“I’ll be there, honey.”

“Now what did we say about that?”

Bucky’s eyebrows pinched in thought.

“Don’t say it if I don’t mean it?”

You hummed, pulling him closer, arms around his neck. Bucky’s lips were a millimeter from yours, breath fanning over your chin.

“Mm, I think it was something about eternity.”

Bucky was soft, tangy and sweet. His scruff scraped your cheek and your fingers curled into the baby hairs at the nape of his neck.

He slid his hands under your back and turned so you were on top, head on his chest. You lay like that for a while, listening to his heartbeat, arms strong around you.

Yellow fluttered in the breeze, tacked unevenly onto the wall, catching your eye.

Bucky glanced to the side, chuckling.

“Don’t let Anderson take our curtains away.”

“Of course not. I spent a weekend on those. She’ll have to fight me for ‘em.”

“Good God. Now I gotta worry about you brawling with old ladies and Steve getting into alley fights while I’m gone?”

“Nah. Steve’ll help me.”

“Oh, great.”

You reached up, brushing his jaw with your knuckles.

“Call me honey again.”

“Honey, honey, honey.”

You reached up to get just one last kiss, except it definitely wasn’t going to be the last. It couldn’t be.

“They’re not gonna take you away from me.”

Bucky shook his head, kissing you much slower this time, trying to memorize you before time ran out.

“Never. ‘M gonna think of you and I’ll be back ‘fore we know it.”

You nodded, wishing hard, hoping somebody was listening.

“Then, when I come back,” he whispered, promise riding on the summer air.

“We’re gonna make the best damn lemonade you’ve ever had.”

And maybe this city could take away your sunsets, your tea and jams, even your summer.

But if there was anything that was yours and yours only, it was the lemon pulp on Bucky’s lips and the undissolved sugar on your own, as bitter and pretty as home.

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