shhh! ☆ jayhoon
☆ non-idol! jay x fem! reader, non-idol sunghoon x fem! reader
☆ summary: your secret relationship with him (& how you get caught!)
☆ genre: fluff, bullet points
☆ warning(s)? noooo
jay ☆
okay... hear me out
school au, where you and jay are the class co-presidents
and i'm not talkin goody two shoes dutiful co-presidents
IM SAYING TYRANNICAL CO-PRESIDENTS
you and jay were the class co-presidents, but you two were also the biggest most arrogant ASSHOLES
like somehow you guys have been put into office 3 years in a row
and even though people lowk hate you both, theyre more scared of ygs than anything
yk how in some animanga there's that corrupt student council trope... thats you and jay
threatening people, bribery, blackmailing, using lackeys....... nothing crazy but yall are NOT clean goody two shoes
im just saying... yall have SO MUCH power and influence
everyone is like legitimately afraid of ygs
on the outside you and jay seem to have an exclusively business relationship
to everyone, you're two power-hungry assholes who use each other to achieve their goals
at council meetings you and jay talk very cordially and formally, everytime you're seen together, you guys always whisper to each other briefly, before putting on your painfully fake smiles again and barely ever speaking to each other again
but behind closed doors....
yall are DATING dating
who knew that you, the condescending bitchy co-president, and jay, the most arrogant bastard of a co-president, were ALL FLUFF FOR EACH OTHER???
you and jay do such a good job of concealing your relationship that there's rumors that you and him actually secretly hate each other
heck, there's even a rumor that you'll stab him in the back later this term
after council meetings, you and jay stay back to "discuss private matters"
yall know damn well that's not what's happening
the moment that your snooty class treasurer shuts the door and leaves the two of you alone, jay's already pushing you against the wall
imagine.... makeout sessions in empty classrooms, and coming out with messed up uniform, swollen lips, and suspiciously timed breathlessness
jay would LOVE it if you grabbed onto his uniform tie and yanked him toward you, he gets the butterflies big time
whenever you pull jay aside to whisper something into his ear, everyone assumes that you're telling him about some confidential or urgent student council matter
nope!! 90% of the time it's you whispering "you look so handsome" "i love you" "let's go on a date later" "i want to kiss you so bad" good lord
and the best part??? whenever you do this, both you and jay keep the straightest, most solemn faces, even though jay is 100% screaming and giggling and kicking his feet inside
and let's be fr right now.... you guys DEFINITELY hold hands under the table
like there will be a meeting about whatever and you and jay are just playing with each other's hands under the table
i think you've almost been caught multiple times but no one necessarily suspects that there's something between you two
everyone genuinely thinks that yall are just some cold-hearted power freaks, too cold to love anyone LOL
the amount of times that you guys accidentally left the door unlocked and someone barged in....
to be clear just bc you and jay are head over heels in love with each other does NOT mean that you guys still aren't crazy assholes
sometimes you guys purposefully don't lock the door and play something that jay likes to call "kissing roulette"
basically, you and jay leave the door unlocked and make out on a busy day when there's a lot of people still roaming the halls, whoever pulls away first out of fear of being caught loses!
you always end up winning lol
i also think that some people are just stupid because there are actually SO many signs of you and him having something
like tell me why jay is out here pulling you close up against him, hands around your waist and all, to whisper something in your ear and the first thing that people think is "oh i think they hate each other"
now..... how ygs get caught: i think you and jay decided to keep your relationship private for the sake of preserving it, like ppl talk too much and they wanna get in the way or wtv
like business must go forward even if you and jay were on top of each other mere seconds ago
like i have emphasized earlier, you and jay were lowk tyrannical
you don't know how it happened but someone in the council leaked one of the being discussed
you and jay didn't really think it was that serious but apparently everyone else was
like.... some of your classmates got HEATED LMAOAO
anyways so you and jay are just having another one of your... ahem... after school sessions
and lets just say that this particular session was errr very passionate... you missed your boyfriend okay?
it was hard to act like jay pracitcally didn't exist when all you wanted to do was kiss him every second of the day
so here you were, between jay's legs with him pressed up against some bookshelf of an empty classroom
his shirt's collar is messed up, probably with lipstick stains all over it
you have his tie scrunched up in your fist, while his hands find the hem of your uniform skirt (😋)
completely unbeknownst to you there's a whole group of students in your year marching around school lookign for you two
apparently to "give the presidents a piece of their mind"
you and jay are LITERALLY about to go a step further (🤭) when the door FLIES OPEN
AND OH MY GOD
THERE'S JUST SO MANY OF THEM
like particular session you SWORE YOU LOCKED THE DOOR
like that little group of kids were about to start yelling at you to "reconsider your decisions" but they were rendered SPEECHLESS
GAGGED EVEN
because like..... THE TWO CO-PRESIDENTS WHO SUPPOSEDLY SEE EACH OTHER AS MERE TOOLS WERE........ MAKING OUT IN AN EMPTY CLASSROOM??????
you and jay are just standing there, still against each other against the bookshelf dissheveled and all, like 😧😧
"s-sorry!" it seems like the sight of you two getting all intimate scared the shit out of those little protestors BECAUSE THEY JUST RAN AWAY AFTER THAT
the next day you and jay are the talk of the school
jay is getting pats on his back from dudes who he literally does not know
"AYYYY YOU BAGGED THE HOT PRESIDENT!!!"
and hes like "? do i know you"
and suddenly all the girls are sitting you down with cups of tea to ask you about the story of you and jay
"please girl we want to know all the tea"
???? weren't they just gossiping about you yesterday
it seemed like everyone was weirdly supportive??
like over night everyone seemed to like you guys a little bit more??
somehow yall become the it couple
i dont think jay and you immediately get more affectionate
but jay definitely takes advantage of this
and randomly kisses you throughout the day
sunghoon ☆
you and sunghoon work in the same department, under the same supervisor, in the same office, at the same table, with the same tasks, with the same pay and same skills
yet only one of you is deemed the company's #1 loser and the other the company's sweetheart
guess who ☠️
well sunghoon is definitely NOT the company sweetheart
ding ding ding! if you guessed that he's the loser you are correct
sunghoon's quiet, and gets his job done efficiently with little trouble
he doesn't mean to make people uneasy with how quiet he is
but sunghoon genuinely does not like anyone enough to be talkative, nor does he want to try to make any friends
emo ass
on the other hand you're the company's joy
everyone wants to hang out with you after work
you're the first person invited to work parties, even when it's from different departments, every guy in that office has had a crush on you at some point
you know damn well the interns are obsessed with you
absolutely NO ONE would expect the residential hot girl to be going home with THE biggest loser every night
but alas look where we are
you and sunghoon were dating waaay before either of you got a job here
you guys decided to keep your relationship secret to avoid any HR complaints or snoopy people
and it was a bit of a struggle
do you have any idea how hard it was for sunghoon to watch every man try to shoot his shot with you and NOT start screaming?
sunghoon really tried to not let his personal life interfere with his professional life
but JINWOO FROM THE SALES DEPARTMENT WAS LITERALLY ASKING YOU OUT RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM
and it was hard for you, too
having people swarm you for after-work plans was a mess
each time, you said that you were going to stay late to finish some extra work, and if you had time you'd join them
you never did
all of your work friends tried to set you up on dates with their own friends
"cmon it will be fun! get out a little!"
and every time you had to politely tell them that you were not looking for a relationship for the time being (only for you and sunghoon to pass silly love notes at the water cooler)
oh sorry did you not hear that?
YOU AND SUNGHOON PASS SILLY LOVE NOTES AT THE WATER COOLER!!!!!
it’s always the most random ripped pieces of paper with the silliest love notes
like you will rip up a spare legal document nd write “if u were a fruit you’d be a fineapple”
sunghoon tho is the type up a whole document and print it out, it’s filled top to bottom in silliness and he hands it to you like it’s an official important document 😭
every morning he makes you coffee and brings it to your desk
lers be real ppl suspect things
NOT ON YOUR PART BUT ON YOUR BEHALF
like everyone thinks that sunghoon is this loser that’s in love with you ☠️
i mean cmon… weird quiet guy that talks to no one but makes coffee every morning for that One Hot Girl???
the workplace gossips have a field day w it
in their eyes, it’s really pathetic because sunghoon is this weirdo and ur this hot woman and he’s in love with you oh my gosh this is so embarrassing for him 😭🙏🙏
they keep telling you stuff too
“omg did you see the way sunghoon looked at you?”
“he’s so weird, it’s so obvious that he liked you”
"this is so embarrassing [name] you need to reject him before he gets too eager" FREE HIM
little do they know that when you and sunghoon stay a little bit later than everyone else sometimes, the office becomes really empty
kissing in empty offices… thats it, that’s the tweet
otherwise there's a lot of other small things that you do with/for each other
when no one's around in the break room, you love to creep up on him and give him a back hug
it scares the shit out of him but the moment that he realizes that it's you he melts right away
idk how ppl didn't notice yet
one time your washing machine malfunctioned so both you and sunghoon's white dress shirts were dyed a subtle pink color
you came into work both wearing your dyed shirts and no one stopped to think "hm why do these people both have washing machine malfunctions that malfunctioned in the exact same way?"
tbh you and sunghoon are just vibing
other than sunghoon needing to conceal his wrath every time someone flirted with you and you having to hide your increasing irritation with the amount of party invitations you got
can i just say tho
being coworkers w sunghoon is a dream
imagine what happens when yall get home tho
i know the gossip goes CRAZY… you both hate your boss so every conversation you have about him rips him a new one
now... how you guys get caught
two words: work dinners
you and sunghoon never go to them
because like... why would you want to hang out with your coworkers when you have each other?
and when you do go to them, you never really have fun
other than eating and chatting a bit you never drink or really open up…. again, because you have sunghoon... why do u need anyone else
same for sunghoon, except he literally never looks like he wants to be there so people are already reluctant to invite him
but there's this one particular work dinner that you and sunghoon are both unable to get out of
it's been a long and tiring week, both of you want to go home and take a nap together but your team had other plans
sunghoon is annoyed, yes, but hes like whatever at least there's you with him
you? youre LIVID
youre barging into that work dinner with a storm cloud around you
you have to deal with coworkers who lack boundaries every day of the week and the one time you can escape them they march back in
youre not having it 😭
you ordered like 3 beers because you were so annoyed
and also bc sunghoon was there... if anything happened you knew that he would protect you
so here you were 3 beers down…. a liiiiittle bit tipsy
okay maybe a little bit MORE than tipsy… como se dice... drunk?
when jinwoo from the sales department comes up to you
sunghoon is sitting RIGHT next to you but jinwoo ignores him
"hi [name]"
you stare at him... thousand yard stare ahhh because your drunk ass does not have it in you to endure him ☠️
"what."
jinwoo DOES NOT TAKE THE HINT
"after this, i was thinking about going for karaoke. do you want to go with me?"
normally you'd be polite and decline
even if you were a little bit tipsy you'd normally just laugh and say no
but this time
with you boyfriend right next to you, with all your tiredness, with all your anger...
"fuck no," you say plainly
the way everyone gets quiet ☠️ ppl don't hear you swear that much
but the real thing that surprises them is when you pull sunghoon towards you, hugging his head to your chest
“i have a boyfriend and you’re shamelessly flirting with me”
while sunghoon is like “!!!!!”
everyone is staring liek WHAT???????
jinwoo from sales department is GAGGED BRUH
sunghoon immediately pulls away, all red in the faced
he grabs your hand and begins dragging you out the door
"sorry everyone she's drunk right now we'll be on our way!!" and yall leave
you don't remember anything so when sunghoon explains it to you, looking like a kicked dog, youre just like "okay and? whats the problem i put jinwoo in his place" #girlboss
you're the talk of the office
this still doesn't scare off your multiple suitors
but it does allow sunghoon is be a #hater fr
he's smug
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Let The Light In
Clarisse La Rue x Fem!Demigod!Reader
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synopsis: sick clarisse is a heartless monster
this ask
a/n: i do like fluff too! i promise!
Let The Light In - Lana Del Rey
side note: i liked this song before you tik tok bitches liked this song. first day the album came out i said “oh so let the light in is literally my song” y’all can back off mkay…..
warnings: MOTHER Y/N FR!!!!!!!!, ares kids are big babies, don’t tell anyone they’ll kill you, no plot, clarisse is sick and needy and cuddly and basically a baby, bitch gets austin mcbroom post-catherine sick it’s embarrassing, i still love her, tell me if i missed anything!!
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As soon as you walk into the Ares cabin, you can smell it. It’s not like anyone’s thrown up- you hope, at least- but the entire Ares cabin reeks of snot and wet coughs. You didn’t even know that had a distinct smell. The entire cabin just reeks of a bad, bad, summer cold.
It started off slow. And to their credit, the Ares kids did stay strong for a while. While the rest of the camp was falling into a apocalyptic-esque nightmare, no one in the cabin got sick. Until someone must have.
You remember snorting when Clarisse announced to all of her siblings that whoever got sick would be sleeping outside.
Obviously, that person tried to hide it, and the entire Ares cabin woke up sniffling yesterday. Clarisse vowed to find the rat, but her and the rest of the cabin ended up going to bed early after being asleep on their feet all day.
As the head counselor’s girlfriend, you felt a motherly responsibility to take care of the dying soldiers.
Which is what they were acting like.
“Good morning,” you say softly, quickly shutting the door. The cabin is a mess, even after one night. There’s tissues on the floor, blankets strewn about, everyone’s moaning and groaning. The curtains are all drawn firmly shut, so it’s seems more like 10pm when it’s actually only 10am.
All of the siblings have gathered on the first floor, sometimes two to a bed, couches filled up with sleeping kids.
Everyone mumbles back very pointed “mornings” while you sigh and open up your bag filled with wash cloths.
“Okay,” you say. You already got the sickness a few days ago, and while you’re still sniffling, you’re much better. “I’m here to help!” you announce. Then, you frown. “Where’s Clarisse?”
Matty, on the floor, leaning against the couch, points to a blanketed figure in the corner.
“Asleep,” he yawns. “Which I’m about to be.”
You smile but ultimately walk past her, letting her have a few more moments of what seems to be a fitful sleep- she’s frowning in her sleep, which is absolutely adorable.
You head towards the bathroom, cringing at the overfilling basket of tissues, before you set out your bag on the closed toilet and take out a few wash cloths. You wet them with cold water and hang them over your arms, walking around and putting one on each person’s warm head.
A few actually compare you to a goddess in that moment, and you just hide your giggles and say you’re welcome.
When you finally reach Danny, curled up in a ball on the end of the couch, he looks up at you with big puppy dog eyes.
You’ve quickly realized that all of the Ares kids turn into literal toddlers when they’re sick. But Danny, actually only eleven, seems like a literal baby in this moment. He’s a skinny kid, so when you pick him up he feels like nothing.
“I miss my mom,” he groans into your neck.
“I know,” you say, patting his back.
You complete your rounds of washcloths against hot heads, finally turning around with Danny in your arms. You go back into the bathroom and focus on him for a second, the youngest member of the cabin, touching his forehead.
“You’re not too hot,” you say, encouragingly. You run the tap, wetting the plain white cloth. “But we’ll stick this on anyways.”
“Thanks, Y/N,” he says, head back in your neck. “You’re the best,” he yawns.
When you turn around, Clarisse is crossing her arms in the doorway.
She’s trying her best to look angry, but she’s just pouting.
“Hi, baby,” you smile.
She glares at Danny’s back before reaching forward to grab him from your arms.
“She’s my girlfriend, you little snake,” she huffs, clawing at him.
“Hey!” you shout, pulling back as Danny desperately wraps his legs around your waist, gripping onto your neck for dear life. “He’s eleven, Clarisse.”
“And?” she scoffs. “I’m really sick, Y/N.”
You roll your eyes, wetting another washcloth.
“Here you go, you big baby,” you slap it over her forehead and she pouts again, raising her hand to hold it there. “Puppy dog,” you giggle, urging her back to the couch.
“I am not a puppy dog. I’m a pitbull, if anything.”
She sits back in her corner, pushing the blanket aside and opening her arms wide.
“C’mere,” she says, eyes closed, expectant look on her face. “Ditch the snake.”
“Nope,” you smile, flopping down onto the couch, making Danny laugh at the way the two of you bounce.
Danny and Clarisse both settle into your sides, glaring at each other. Danny’s head pressed against your chest, Clarisse’s in her neck. She wraps her arm around your waist and he wraps his around your stomach.
“Gods, Ares kids are so possessive,” you mutter.
“Exactly,” Clarisse replies. She tries to push him away. “Scram,” she says, but it ends in a yawn.
“If Y/N tells me to go then I will,” Danny replies. “I’m only eleven, Clarisse. I need a mom when I’m sick.”
You watch him try to look serious, but he eventually breaks out into a smile.
“Snake,” Clarisse whispers. “Gonna kill you when we’re not sick.”
“No you’re not,” you say, leaning your head against hers. “I’ll walk out right now and take Danny with me.”
She holds you tighter.
“You can’t abandon me in my time of need,” she huffs, and you resist the urge to laugh at the genuine fear in her voice. “I just need you really bad, I was thinking about you all night, angel.”
“Then be on your best behavior,” you smile.
“Yes, ma’am,” she mutters, burrowing her face into your neck. She tugs you closer to her. “You’re so soft. I love you.”
“Okay, Clarisse,” you smile, kissing her head.
She shakes her head and pouts. “No.”
“Puppy dog,” you say again, but she chooses to ignore you, placated by the feeling of your lips quickly pressing against hers.
“Pretty girlfriend,” she mumbles, eyes falling shut. “Pretty, pretty, really soft girlfriend.”
Matty scoots over to put his head in your lap.
Now permanently caged in, you give up any hopes of escaping when they all fell back asleep, resigning yourself to a day of boredom, being used as a literal pillow for the sick “toddlers” of the Ares cabin.
“Thanks for bringing the light in, Y/N,” Matty mumbles against the top of your thigh. “You, I mean. You’re the light. Was that clear?”
“Matty, go to sleep.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he mumbles.
“But thank you,” you smile.
You look around the dark, dreary, dirty room.
“Big babies,” you mumble to yourself.
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shoutout to danny from music to watch girls too making a second appearance ily
matty is prob my fav original side character for the ares cabin i love him sm so shoutout to him too!!!
and ofc shoutout to clarisse “she’s my girlfriend” la rue
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Overprotective mate (Azriel x f!reader)
Summary:
You offer Azriel a place at your house, to get away from Nesta and Cassian’s lust. You get injured on a mission for Rhys, and Azriel goes all mother hen mode.
Warnings:
Mentions of intimacy
Blood, injury
Mentions of alcohol
Tropes:
Who did this to you?
Friends to lovers
Note:
Hey lovelies, this is my first fic on here, so please be nice. I really enjoy writing and drooling over fictional characters, and I know you do too. So let’s feed our delusion together. I know y’all are thirsting over Azriel as much as I am.
Enjoy x
Y/n
I knock on Nesta and Cassian’s door, clothed in my fighting leathers.
The door knob twists and the door freaks, as I spot Nesta’s head poking through the door.
“Y/n, what are you doing here?” She asks as he opens the door fully.
“Coming to see you, and also to talk to Azriel about something” I tell her.
She steps aside to let me in, and I do. The door closes behind me, and the warmth of the house hits my body.
My back is facing her, so she walks around me to face my front.
“Sorry about the mess, I was going to clean it up, but I got a little distracted” she says, a hint of a smirk on her lips.
“Okay ew, I did not need to know that” I say, making a disgusted face, and she just chuckles in response.
“Nes who’s here” a male voice says, as it enters the hallway we’re standing in.
“Cassian” I say smiling at him.
“Y/n!” He squeals, and runs over to hug me.
He lifts me off the floor easily, and spins me around.
I laugh, as I hug him back.
He lets me down, and stands next to Nesta.
“Where’s Az?” I ask them both.
They look towards the living room, and I take that as a hint.
I leave my weapons in the hallway, and head into the living area.
As I enter I can’t spot him, but I hear some noises coming from the kitchen, so naturally I head towards them.
When I enter, I spot Azriel with his back to me.
He has a towel slung over one of his shoulders, and the water is running in the sink. He’s clothed in his Illyrian fighting leathers, sculpting his body like a god.
“You just got done with your morning workout?” I ask, to make him aware of my presence.
He turns around, not at all startled, and just leans against the counter.
“Y/n. What are you doing here?” He asks, as he sips from the water bottle he must have been filling up.
Fuck he looks insanely good. His hair is damp from his workout, and his cheeks are slightly tinted. His skin is glowing from the sweat, but he still manages to smell absolutely divine.
“I’m actually here to talk to you” I say, as I place my elbows on the kitchen isle in front of me, leaning forward.
“Okay…about what?” He asks me, putting down his water bottle.
“Well I have an offer for you” I tell him.
“What kind of offer?” He questions.
“To come live with me, instead of the two horndogs you’re living with right now” I answer him.
He raises his eyebrows in confusion.
“Look I have a spare room in my little cottage on the edge of the city, and I’m barely ever home. So do you need somewhere private and quiet to stay, my place is open” I explain to him.
“Oh uhm, are you sure?” He asks.
Honestly I’m kind of shocked he’s agree so quickly. I mean I would want to get away from Nesta and Cassian’s fucking too, but I expected him to mull it over more.
“Yeah of course. It’s no trouble. Besides as I said, I’m almost never home, so you’d basically have the place to yourself” I tell him.
“That’s generous of you, but I would have to talk to Nesta and Cassian about it first” he says, as he puts his towel down on the counter.
“Yeah, no of course” I say, and he gives me a slight nod, before walking off to find them.
*about 15 minutes later*
“Why do you have to leave us Az? I liked having you here” Cassian whines, as me and Azriel are standing in the hallway, ready to leave.
“It’s okay babe, we’ll have the house all to ourselves now” Nesta grins at him.
That makes him shut up, and grin back.
I roll my eyes and pick up my weapons.
“You’ll be free to visit anytime” I tell them both, and they nod at me.
“Okay you ready?” I ask Azriel, as I offer up my arm.
He links his in mine, and I winnow us out.
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We land in my own hallway, and I let go of his arm.
Again, I put my weapons down, and he does as well.
“Okay, you want me to show you around?” I turn to look at him.
He just nods. Not exactly a man of many words.
I walk left and into the living room.
“Okay, so here is the small living area, and in there is the kitchen” I say, pointing to an archway leading from the living room.
Then I walk back into the hallway.
“That door leads to a small bathroom” I hint to the door on the right.
“Okay that’s everything downstairs, so let me show you upstairs” I start walking up the stairs.
I can hear him following me as I lead us both up to the second floor.
As we reach the top of the stairs, there is a little hallway, with several doors on each side.
“Okay so uhm, this door leads into my room, and a private bathroom that connects with it” I say as I hint for the door on the left.
I walk in a little further, until I reach the first door on the right.
“And it’s basically the same in here, but you can feel free to explore it yourself” I continue.
He just nods in understanding.
I walk further until I reach two glass doors. I open them and walk out into a little balcony.
“So this is just a little comfort place, but I mostly use it for reading, drinking, and a landing spot for when I fly in” I explain to him.
Then I turn around to face him.
He’s just looking around him, studying everything.
“Okay well, I have to leave, but I’ll be back sometime tonight. I’ll try not to make a sound” I say, and he snaps his head to mine.
Again he just nods, and I take that as a hint for me to leave.
I turn around to walk back into the house when he speaks.
“Y/n?”
I turn around again to face him.
“Thank you” he smiles softly.
“Of course” I smile warmly back, before turning back around again, and walking into the hallway.
*hours later*
I winnow into my room, and land on the floor with a thud. I try to be more quiet as I stumble back steadily on my feet.
The wound on my hipbone is throbbing, and I need to attend to it now.
I promised Azriel I’d be quiet when I returned home, but I’ve not done so well this far.
I make my way over to my bathroom, grabbing some rubbing alcohol and a cloth. Then I stumble back into the bedroom, and take a seat on the bed.
I drop my weapons and every other thing I was carrying on the floor, as I try to unbutton my corset.
Fuck why does it have to be so difficult. I try not to moan out in pain, as my wound keeps on throbbing.
I was attacked by several water wraiths on my mission for Rhys. And I made my way out fine, except for the open wound on my hipbone.
But luckily I achieved what I wanted, and I was able to retrieve the item he sent me for.
Although that would be no help if I couldn’t deliver it to him in the morning. And right now, by the looks of the wound, I needed some serious healing.
There was some kind of poison in my wound and I’d try to extract it with my magic, to no avail.
I’d have to go to a healer tomorrow, but now I just wanted sleep.
I finally pull off my corset, and throw it on the floor, as I lift up my white linen shirt to get better access to the wound.
I grab the cloth and rubbing alcohol, pouring some on it, as I press the cloth to my flesh.
I scream in pain, as the alcohol connects with my open and fresh skin. Blood is already dripping everywhere, and I bite down on my lip to refrain from screaming again.
The last thing I want is to wake up Azriel.
The someone bursts through my door.
“Y/n!” Azriel says panicked, as he flings the door open.
I snap my head to him, and curse myself for waking him.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you” I apologize as he heads over to me.
“What happened?” He asks, avoiding my apology.
He bends down in front of me, and kneels as he takes a look at my hand pressed firmly on my wound.
“Let me see it” he demands, as he looks up at me.
“No I’m fine. Go back to bed” I argue, as I wave him away.
“There’s no fucking way I’m leaving you like this” he curses, and I’m shocked at his sudden angry tone.
He notices and softens, as he speaks again.
“Just let me help you” he pleads, looking into my eyes, and I give up.
I raise my hand and cloth from the wound, revealing to to him.
“Who did this to you?” He ask as he removes the cloth slowly from my hand.
I let him.
“Water wraiths” I answer, as he moves his hand to my shirt.
He lifts it slightly higher, and I shiver as his fingers grazes my skin lightly.
He looks up into my eyes asking for permission to tend to my wound.
I just give him a slight nod, and he presses the cloth carefully onto my skin again.
I wince, as I grab onto his shoulder in reaction.
He cleans the wound thoroughly, and patches me up. He even uses some of his own magic to soothe out the pain.
As he’s finished I immediately feel relief wash over me.
“You’re gonna have to see a healer tomorrow” he says a he takes the alcohol and cloth into the bathroom.
“I will. After I talk to Rhys” I tell him.
“He sent you on this dangerous mission?” He questions as he turns around to walk back into my bedroom.
I don’t answer him, and use my magic to change from fighting leathers into a simple nightgown.
I let my hair stay in the messy braid it already is, before I crawl into my bed.
“Goodnight Azriel, and thank you” I say as I get comfortable.
He sighs and heads over to my door. He halts before walking out.
“Anytime you need me, I’m here. No matter what it is” he says, and I don’t get to respond before he vanishes out of my room, closing the door behind him.
I try not to think about it, as I close my eyes, waiting for sleep to pull me in. And eventually it does.
*next morning*
I open my eyes to sunlight beaming through my curtains. I shift to sit up in my bed.
As I lift my nightgown, I notice that my wound has worsened overnight. Although the throbbing sensation isn’t as bad as it was last night. Thanks to Azriel.
I get out of bed, and pull on some pants, as well as a red loose linen shirt, also pulling on a pair of simple black boots.
I look in the mirror to spot my hair a mess, so I take out the braid, and twist my hair into a messy bun, using a large hair pin to secure it.
Then I decide to head downstairs.
As I walk down, I hear some grumbling and clinking of metal, sounding from the kitchen.
I walk into the living room, and further into the kitchen, where I spot Azriel, cooking food.
That’s something I never thought I’d see.
He must notice my presence, because he turns his head slightly to the side, sliding his eyes over my body.
I can’t help but feel tingles as he roams his gaze over me.
“You feeling better?” He asks as he turns his head back around.
I debate whether I should tell him about the spreading of the wound or not. But I do, as he’s probably gonna demand to see it anyways.
“A little yeah, your magic helped a lot with the pain. But the poison has spread” I say, sitting down at the small kitchen table.
“Let me see it” he demands as expected, turning his full body around to face me.
I sigh, and lift up my shirt to the expose the infected wound.
He curses under his breath, and strides over to where I’m sitting.
“I’m gonna kill Rhys for letting this happen to you” he says angrily.
“Az it’s fine. I chose to go. Rhys didn’t force me” I explain to him.
“You got hurt y/n. Badly” he looks into my eyes.
He’s standing in front of me, making me look up at him.
“I told you, I’m fine” I say again.
He lifts my chin up slightly, placing a hand under it.
“I’m coming with you to the town house” he says and walks away, back to whatever he’s cooking.
I sigh, knowing I won’t be able to stop him. If he wants to come, he’s gonna come.
——————
Me and Az are standing in the living room in the town house with Rhys.
“Why did you let her leave when you knew how dangerous it was?” Azriel asks Rhys mad.
He’s been cursing out Rhys for the past five minutes now, for letting me go on a mission with him. I’ve been trying to stop Az but he won’t listen to me.
“Azriel. She wanted to go herself. And I’m sorry she got hurt. But you can’t put this on me” Rhys says calmly, trying to reason with Az.
“I don’t fucking care! This IS your fault! If it was Feyre that got hurt, how would you have reacted then huh?” Az argues, but Rhys is just standing with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Do not bring Feyre into this” Rhys warns.
“Bring me into what?” A soft voice asks from behind.
We all turn our heads to spot Feyre, Mor, Nesta and Cassian all standing in the hallway, looking at us.
“It’s nothing guys…” I try to tell them.
“Then why does Azriel look like he’s gonna rip Rhys’s head off?” Cassian asks confused.
I sigh heavily, taking a deep breath.
“Rhys sent y/n on a dangerous mission and almost got her killed. And then he doesn’t even care” Azriel explains to them, and they all turn their heads to Rhys.
“He’s being over dramatic. Y/n wanted to go herself” Rhys tries to explain calmly to the others.
“Over dramatic? Have you seen her fucking wound?” Azriel curses, very angry.
Everyone looks shocked at Azriel’s swearing. He’s the quiet type, and rarely gets angry in front of others. Especially angry with us.
“Az…please calm down..” I say breaking the silence.
“I won’t calm down when you could have died y/n” he yells at me.
“Why are you yelling at me? I’m just trying to talk to you” I answer a little annoyed at him for yelling at me, when it’s Rhys he’s actually angry with.
He doesn’t answer and just tries to steady his breathing instead. Then Cassian walks over to me.
“Let me see your injury y/n…” he tells me quietly, to not trigger Azriel.
I lift up my shirt to show the infected wound, spreading more and more over my body.
He slaps his hand over his mouth, as he looks at it, and the girls run over to see how bad it is. They too look scared as they inspect the wound.
“Rhys this is not a normal wound. I think she’s been poisoned” Feyre says as she looks at her mate.
He walks over to me to see it for himself, and raises his eyebrows in shock as he sees it.
“Fuck. I’m sorry y/n. I shouldn’t have let you go on that mission for me” he apologizes.
“No it’s fine, I wanted to myself” I tell him, and he gives me an apologetic smile.
“Azriel please don’t be mad at him for this…” I say as I look over at him.
“Az come on man…we’ll take her to a healer” Cassian adds as well, trying to get his attention.
I sigh, moving away from the others and walking over to him.
He’s standing with his arms crossed over his chest, and I move my hands to them, to untuck his tight grip.
As I touch his arms, he rests a little into me, letting me touch him.
“You promised you’d go with me to the healer…” I say at a desperate attempt to get his attention.
Finally he looks up at me.
“Fine. But we’re leaving now” he agrees, but doesn’t show any emotion.
The others don’t say anything as he strides to the front door to leave as fast as he can.
I wait to follow him, turning my attention to the others.
“I’ll talk to him alright? He’ll be fine, he just needs to calm down” I tell them.
They nod their heads, and I move the front door, to leave with Az.
——————
We arrive at the healer, and a kind fae named Victoria inspects my wound.
I am sitting on a medical bed, while Azriel is standing in the corner, arms crossed over his chest.
“Your wound has been poisoned” Victoria says as she touches my skin slightly.
“Yeah we kind of figured that part out ourselves” I joke slightly.
She touches my wound and I wince.
“I’m sorry” she says, pulling away.
“It’s fine, just help me please” I say, stealing a quick glance over at Azriel.
His face is blank, watching every movement.
Victoria walks over to a little table, grabbing some herbs and medicine, before walking back over to me.
“I’ll put these herbs on your wound, and it should heal in about a week. I will also give you these pills for the pain. And I would highly advise you to take it slow, and not do anything to livid, so it can heal faster” she tells me, putting the herbs on the infected wound.
I nod my head in understanding.
“I’ll be careful, and postpone any energetic exercises until it’s fully healed” I tell her.
She smiles warmly at me.
“Should anything go wrong, you come to me alright?” She asks as she bandages up my wound again.
“Of course” I smile at her, standing up from the bed.
I walk over to the door and Azriel follows me.
“Oh and remember to change your bandage daily” she adds quickly, and I nod again, before walking out of her little office.
Me and Azriel walk into the sunny streets of Velaris, and a light breeze blows by.
“See I told you it was fine” I say, trying to lighten Azriel’s mood.
“You got lucky” he answers coldly, and I roll my eyes.
“Are you still in a mood? Stop being so over dramatic” I say as I turn to look at him.
“I’m not over dramatic. I’m just being protective. I hate seeing you hurt” he tells me and I feel my heart jump a beat at his words.
“Well I’m glad you care about me Az, but I don’t want you to flip out on everyone because I got hurt” I say, as I cross my arms over my chest.
He doesn’t say anything, and just looks down at the ground in silence.
I sigh.
“Can we go back to the town house now? And can you please promise me that you won’t stay mad at Rhys?” I ask him, and he looks up at me.
“I promise to try” he answers me, and I sigh in defeat, knowing that’s the best answer I’ll get.
Then we walk back, heading towards the town house.
——————
“We’re back!” I yell as we enter the town house.
I take off my shoes and coat and walk into the living room, where I find all of them chatting amongst themselves.
“Y/n how’d it go?” Rhys asks as Azriel comes up behind me.
“It went fine actually. The nurse put some herbs on my wound to kill the poison, and some pills for the pain. But it should be healed in about a week” I say smiling softly at him.
“That’s great y/n” Feyre tells me, and I smile at her too.
Rhys looks at Azriel staring behind me, and guilt flashes his face.
“Az…can we please squash it. It’s my fault I know. I shouldn’t have sent y/n on that mission” he says, looking at Azriel.
I hear Az sighing behind me, placing a gentle hand on my back, before speaking.
“Just don’t do it again” he says, accepting Rhys’s apology.
Rhys smiles contently.
Then I spit Cassian looking at the hand Azriel’s placed on my back, and he smirks.
Azriel notices Cassian too, and immediately pulls his hand back.
Cassian just chuckles at his reaction.
“Why don’t we go to Rita’s tonight? I think we all need it” I suggest.
“Can you drink with your injury?” Mor asks looking at me.
“Yeah as long as I don’t drink too much I should be fine. Tell you what I’ll be the responsible parent tonight” I answer.
“You know I could actually get down for that” Feyre agrees.
“Me too” Nesta adds.
“Me three” Cassian says, agreeing with everything his mate says.
The others nod in agreement as well.
“Okay great. We leave in thirty” I say, and walk towards the stairs, to go upstairs and get ready.
——————
I’m wearing a short, black, backless glitter dress, with some black heels. I’ve got my hair hanging down in loose waves, and some golden hoops in my ears.
I head downstairs to where the others are standing. Mor is wearing a red, satin, slit dress. Feyre is wearing a midnight blue, strapless dress. And Nesta is wearing an all black one, with long sleeves.
All the guys are clothed in the same black dress pants and shirts. The top buttons undone to show their muscular chests.
”Mor I love your dress” I smile at her.
“Thanks babes. You look hot ” she winks back.
“Yeah you look beautiful y/n” Azriel adds as well.
I look at him, kind of surprised at this sudden compliment. The others have the same reaction, as they look between us.
“Thanks Az…” I say awkwardly.
Feyre spots the obvious tension, and decides to interfere”
“Let’s go shall we?”
Rhys nods his head and opens the door, and we all leave.
——————
Azriel
I watch y/n as she dances and laughs with the other girls. She looks absolutely stunning, I can’t tear my eyes away from her.
I should have never anything earlier, although she didn’t seem to bother.
“Hey Az…you might wanna avert your gaze somewhere else for a while” Rhys says from beside me, in our little booth.
“What” I turn to look at him.
“You’ve been watching y/n like a hawk for the last thirty minutes now” he answers, smirking a little.
“What are you talking about?” I ask, even though I know he’s right.
“Az you’re completely eye fucking her” Cassian says as well, and I roll my eyes.
“I am not” I snap at him.
“Whatever you say” he grins.
I roll my eyes at him again, standing up.
“Where are you going?” Rhys asks confused.
“To get a drink” I answer shortly, and stride for the bar.
Y/n
“I’m tired can we sit down?” Feyre asks as another song comes on.
“Yeah I’m tired too” Mor adds.
“Yeah okay” I say, and we walk out of the crowd.
I head towards our little booth, where Cassian and Rhys are both sitting. No Azriel though.
“Hey, you guys done already?” Cassian asks as Nesta sits down next to him.
“You try to dance for an hour straight” she snaps at him, and he just laughs, placing a hand on her thigh.
“Hey where’s Azriel?” Feyre asks, taking a seat next to her mate.
Mor moves next to Feyre and I move next to Nesta.
“He said he was getting a drink, but he’s been gone for a while now” Rhys answers, looking out in the crowd for him.
“Azriel never drinks” I say, as I take a sip of Cassian’s from the table.
“Hey” he snaps at me, but I just glare at him.
“Maybe you should go looking for him y/n” Nesta says, looking at me.
“Why me?” I ask her.
“Because no one else wants to” she answers shortly.
“Fine…” I sigh, and get up.
I walk over to the crowd again to see if I spot him. I try to look over all the dancing bodies, but I can’t see him. Instead I take a quick look over at the bar, but I don’t find him there either.
I stand up on my tiptoes, searching for him, when I feel a pair of two large hands on my waist.
I turn around quickly, to find two drunken hazel eyes staring at me.
“Azriel” I say in surprise, as he’s standing very close.
We’re in the middle of the crowd, with several sweaty bodies pressed up against each other, making very little space for us.
He keeps his hands on my waist, while trailing his eyes all over my body. I blush slightly at his gaze, but try to hide it.
His grip tightens, and he pulls me into him, making my hands go to his chest in support.
Then he angels his head, moving his gaze to my lips. His fingers trace the bare back that’s not covered by my dress, and I slightly shiver.
“Azriel what are you doing…” I say lowly, as his fingers trail over my bare skin.
He doesn’t respond and instead moves his head to my ear, whispering.
“You look beautiful my love…”
I feel heat rise to my cheeks again at his words.
“You’re drunk” I respond slowly.
“I still think you’re absolutely divine” he speaks again and I don’t move.
He moves away from my ear, only for his face to be inches from mine.
My breathing gets heavy and I struggle to keep eye contact. What is happening to me?
“We should head back to the others…” I tell him.
“Should we?” He questions, looking at my lips again.
“Yes…” I breathe out, pulling away from him hesitantly.
He lets go of me, and I turn away, walking away from the crowd once again.
I can feel him following me, so I don’t stop.
As we reach our booth, the others turn to look at me. And Azriel, who comes up next to me, placing a hand on my waist.
“I see you found him” Rhys says, gazing towards the hand on my waist.
“Uh yes I did” I respond, moving to sit next to Nesta again.
“I can’t believe I’m even saying this. But is Azriel drunk?” Mor asks, grinning a little, as she looks at him.
“Mhm…” I nod in reply.
Her grin turns even wider, and I see the others mouths turning up as well.
Then Azriel decides to move next to me, despite the also empty spot next to Mor, and sits down.
He doesn’t seem embarrassed, as he moves as close as possible to me.
I shift in my seat nervously, as his body heat and scent radiates onto my own.
“Hey buddy, why are you clinging to y/n so much huh?” Cassian asks, a wide smirk plastered on his face, and I glare at him.
“Yeah Az, please elaborate on this sudden infatuation with our dear friend y/n here” Mor adds, and I shoot her a glare too.
“What do you mean sudden…” Azriel responds shortly, as he turns his head to her.
Feyre and Mor gasp in shock, and Nesta chuckles as I blush badly.
“She’s so beautiful…” he mumbles, pushing some hair off my shoulder.
I sit completely still, as I feel his piercing gaze on me.
I hear Cassian struggle not to laugh his ass off, and I see the others grinning like hell.
“Hey Az…maybe we should go back” I say, turning to look at him.
“No don’t leave yet” Mor whines.
“No it’s fine, I’ll take him with me to my cottage. I promised to be the responsible parent right?” I say smiling a little.
“Maybe she’s right. I think Azriel needs to go to bed” Rhys agrees.
“Fine…” Mor sighs in defeat, and I smile a little.
Then I turn to Azriel again, moving to stand up. He rises from his seat, and I follow.
“Come on big guy…” I say as I link my arm in his and walk for the exit.
“Have fun!” Cassian winks and I flip him off.
The others laugh as I lead Azriel out of Rita’s.
——————
We arrive at my small cottage and I stumble us inside.
I flip off my heels and drag Azriel with me upstairs. Then I lead him into his bedroom and sit him on the bed.
As I try to walk away, he grabs my waist, pulling me in between his legs. I steady my hands on his shoulders in response.
He then rubs circles with his thumbs in soothing motion, and I tug my hair behind my ears.
His hands move up to my waist and up to my bare back again, pushing me closer to him. My thighs are touching his, and my hands have moved to rest comfortably on his neck and shoulders.
“I’m sorry for making you angry” he apologizes.
“I’m not angry Az” I answer him.
“You’re not?” He questions.
“No. I was annoyed with you, but not anymore” I tell him, as I move a hand to stroke his cheek.
He smiles slightly.
“Good”
One of his hands move to my neck, pulling it down towards his face. I follow his lead, leaning down.
He moves my face slowly towards his, before brining his lips to mine softly.
I’m taken back by surprise, but don’t hold back, as I get more comfortable. I decide to sit on his lap, and he immediately places his hands on my waist to keep me in place.
I kiss him passionately, keeping my hands on his face, to cup his cheeks.
But then I realize what I’m doing and pull away.
“Shit I shouldn’t have done that” I say, standing up from his lap.
“No y/n wait-“
“No you need to go to bed Azriel” I cut him off, striding towards the door.
“Y/n please” I hear him beg behind me, but I continue to walk out and into my own room.
When I get into my own bedroom, I shut the door closed, and throw myself on the bed.
I slip off my dress, and put an oversized t-shirt to sleep in. Then I force myself to go to sleep, pushing away all my feelings. And also the fact that Azriel is my fucking mate.
——————
I wake up and walk down into the kitchen. Azriel hasn’t woken up yet luckily.
I decide to grab some juice from the fridge, and drink straight from the bottle, before I hear steps entering the kitchen.
I don’t even turn around as his presence fills the room.
“Good morning…” he says quietly, heading over to where I’m standing.
“Morning” I respond shortly, not turning around.
He reaches the fridge and I turn around to face the counter, as he moves past me.
“Y/n about last night…I’m sorry” he starts to apologize.
“For what?” I ask boldly, my back still facing him.
“For leading you on, and making you kiss me. It was foolish of me” he admits, and I can feel him standing close.
“I wanted to kiss you” I say turning around, and leaning my back against the counter.
He only raises his eyebrows in shock and confusion.
“You were drunk, I just didn’t wanna take advantage of you” I continue, sitting up on the counter, my feet dangling off the edge.
My t-shirt is only long enough to cover my ass, so when I sit, it rises up my thighs. Azriel takes a notice of this and steals a glance at the bare skin of my thighs, before speaking.
“Well I appreciate that but uhm…actually I…” he stutters as he talks. Unusual.
“You what…” I urge for him to keep going.
He only walks closer to me, placing his hands on my thighs. I shiver at his touch, knowing his shadows can sense it.
“Say it Azriel…” I tell him as I wrap my arms around his neck.
“You’re my…” he hesitates.
I pull him closer to me, so our noses are barely touching.
“Mate” I finish for him, smashing my lips onto his.
He doesn’t think twice as his hands move to my waist, pulling me closer to him.
I keep my hands on his neck, running my fingers through his hair, as I kiss him passionately.
He’s so fucking good at this. His hands dig into my sides, and he opens his mouth, so I can slide my tongue in. And I do.
He kisses me more roughly, pulling and tugging at my shirt. His teeth graze my bottom lip as he slightly nibbles.
I pull away to catch my breath, only for him to crash his lips onto my neck instead.
I push my hair to one side, as he trails his tongue over my skin. Then he decides to start sucking instead. I let out a silent moan as he bites into my neck.
With that he pushes into me even more, making our lower abdomens graze each other.
“Y/n…” he groans, and I wrap my legs around his torso.
I pull his head up from my neck, so we’re face to face.
We make eye contact, and I move my hand to push some hair out of his face. Then I cup his cheeks, and lean in to place my forehead on his.
I close my eyes, and breathe in his scent and presence.
His hands rest on my hips, with my legs still wrapped loosely around him.
“I’m sorry…” he whispers.
I raise my head and open my eyes.
“For what?” I ask confused.
“For being such an idiot. I shouldn’t have let you get hurt, but I definitely shouldn’t have lashed out like I did. It’s just that you mean the world to me. If you get hurt, I get hurt. If you die, I die” he answers.
I can’t help but feel bad for him. He’s genuinely hurting because of this.
“Azriel…you mean the world to me too. Believe me, I wouldn’t have held back if you got inured either. It just upset me that you didn’t listen to me when I told you it was fine” I say, stroking his cheek soothingly with my thumb.
“I know love…and I promise I’ll listen you next time. Can you forgive me?” He asks, regret shining his eyes.
“There is nothing to forgive…” I answer, leaning in slowly to give his lips a comforting kiss.
He doesn’t stop me as I kiss him. This time the kiss is not filled with lust and hunger, but pure love and longing.
As I pull away again, I keep my hands on his neck, and he keeps mine on my hips.
“Breakfast?” I ask him softly, trailing fingers through his hair.
“Mhm” he nods, and leans in to give another quick and loving kiss.
We both smile through the kiss, and I feel every part of my body relaxing at his touch.
——————
“You know we’re gonna get bullied for centuries for this?” I say, as I take a bite of my fried egg toast.
“Oh trust me I know…Cassian is going to be a big pain in the ass to say the least” Azriel replies, as he eats too.
“As long as I get to have you all for mysel” I say, a hint of seduction in my voice.
He just cocks an eyebrow at me knowingly, and I take another bite of my food.
“We don’t have anything important planned today right…” he asks, not looking up at me, as he sips his juice.
“No I don’t think so…why?” I ask curiously.
He just shrugs, and I give him a playful look.
“I’m glad you moved in here with me…” I say, finishing my food.
“Me too…” he trails off as he also finishes up.
I grab my plate and cup, heading over to the sink to wash it. I hear Azriel following me from behind.
As I wash my dishes, he comes up behind me, placing his own in the sink. I wash his too, as his hands start to roam my body.
Still wearing my t-shirt, he presses into my back, running his hands up my thighs. I can already fell my body aching for him.
I truly underestimated the whole mating thing. When Rhys and Feyre told me they basically fucked each other with no breaks for a week, I only laughed at them. But now I want nothing more than to let Azriel do the same to me.
As his hands smoothes over my bare skin, a shiver runs down my spine. He lifts my t-shirt up to my waist, exposing my underwear.
One of his hands trail under my shirt, up towards my breast, while the other goes to my ass.
I lean my head slightly back, closing my eyes. His lips move to the bare skin of my neck, licking and kissing.
When his hand finally reaches my breast, he cups it, running his finger smoothly over the already hardened nipple.
I let out a slight moan, as he touches the sensitive spot. He just smirks into my neck, as he starts to suck it.
My hands find their way to the counter, grabbing it harshly, my knuckles turning white.
I continue to let out several whimpers and slight moans, as his hand and tongue devour me.
Then his hips grind into my backside. His bulge grazing into my ass. With that we both let out loud moans.
——————
“I thought we had nothing planned today…” I breathe out as Azriel’s head in between my legs.
“We didn’t. But apparently Rhys did…” he murmurs into my skin.
“I’m gonna kill him” I say, thinking about the dinner we have to attend in one hour.
“Me and you both” Azriel agrees, before sliding his tongue into me, earning a loud moan.
——————
“Geez I can practically smell what you’ve been doing from over here” Cassian says, putting a hand over his nose jokingly.
Me and Azriel just landed in the front veranda of the House of Wind, all dressed up for the dinner Rhys insisted we have.
I shoot Cassian a death glare, bumping into him on purpose as I walk past him.
“For your own sake. Keep your mouth shut Cass” I hear Azriel tell him as he follows me inside.
Everyone is seated at the dinner table, all dressed up. I take a seat next to Nesta, Azriel sitting next to me. Cassian comes in a moment later, sitting himself beside his mate.
I suddenly notice everyone staring and grinning at me and Azriel. Of course they know. They’re our family.
“You enjoyed yourself today?” Rhys smirks widely.
“I will literally murder you” I threaten him, but he just laughs.
“Your bond is really fucking strong. It almost makes me dizzy” Mor adds, looking over at me and Azriel.
I knew the mating bond was strong, but not as strong as they’re implying.
“It enhances itself once it’s been fulfilled. That’s why we can sense it so easily” Amren explains, looking between me and Az.
“Well I wanna say congratulations y/n and Azriel. You both deserve it” Feyre smiles at us both.
She is way too kind to be mated with the arrogant, baby high lord, Rhys.
“Thank you” Azriel smiles slightly at her.
“So how did it all happen? What made you finally give in?” Rhys asks, as he pours himself some wine.
“Do you need to know all the details?” I raise my eyebrows at him.
He just smirks at me, taking a sip of his drink.
“It was me” Azriel speaks up from beside me.
Everyone turns their heads to him, including me.
“What do you mean Az?” Mor questions.
“My stupid drunken ass kissed her when we got home from Rita’s” he tells everyone.
Several gasps echoes through the room. I myself let out a little sound of surprise.
“Damn Az…I don’t expect that. How did you handle that y/n?” Cassian asks me.
They’re all looking at me. Awaiting my response.
“I kissed him back. Only for a few seconds though until I got my shit together” I say.
“And then you just went to sleep?” Nesta ask confused.
I nod my head at her.
The other seem kind of confused as well, looking at us weirdly.
“And then when I woke up, I kissed her again. But she didn’t resist me that time” Azriel smiles proudly.
I roll my eyes, and hit him in the arm playfully. He just stifles a laugh.
“And then what…” Feyre asks intrigued.
Rhys raises his eyebrows at his mate’s sudden interest. But she just keeps her gaze on me and Azriel.
“And then the bond snapped together. I think you know what happens next…” I say, grinning a bit at the last part.
Azriel goes red out of embarrassment at my slight exposing. Cassian just throws his head back with laughter, and the others snicker as well.
“Well I just lost my appetite” Amren says, pushing her plate away.
“Please like you were gonna eat any of that anyways” Mor tells her, still kind of laughing.
Amren just rolls her eyes and glares at her, but Mor doesn’t seem a tiny bit bothered.
As the laughter quiets down, everyone starts pouring food onto their plates. Except for Amren. And the conversation flows back to other things.
Azriel puts his hand on my thigh, letting it rest there. And I don’t feel a tiny bit uncomfortable, as I let it stay there for the rest of the dinner.
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