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everythingunderthestarsthings · 1 year

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Can I have Yumi Ishiyama x Fem autistic reader where they tell each other their feelings and begin dating? (Make it all fluffy!)

Of course!

Thank you, @micheleamidalajedi for requesting this, and also, for sending me resources to begin my research with.

I hope you enjoy!

Added A/N: When I started this, I was confident, but I'm not too sure of the ending? I think it's okay? Not sure? Gaaaaaah! But yes, I have to mention that this request took away some of my writer's block and helped me acheive some of my personal word count goals (also, i apologize for typos).

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Reader Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Female Paired with: Yumi Ishiyama

Being a Lyoko warrior was demanding. Exhausting. Sometimes, all Yumi wanted to do was scream.

She values everything she's gained from being a Lyoko warrior, though -- she's met her absolute best friends, and learnt more about herself and her world than she had ever known before -- and through it all, she's understood the value of the little moments.

The time she gets to spend eating with her family. The time she gets to hang out with her brother. The few minutes of quiet she gets when she's walking home and everything is calm ...

Yumi understood how precious those moments were. X.A.N.A. might be something she and her friends faced alone, but all of it was worth it if they could do whatever they can to protect this world, and the people in it.

Besides, Jeremie was getting close to finishing his multi-agent system against X.A.N.A. Just a few more days, and everything would be worth it.

Of course, being a Lyoko warrior had too many downsides -- Yumi had almost died twice; her parents had almost died twice; Jeremie, Ulrich, Odd, Aelita, and Sissi had almost died multiple times, and she had lost count of the number of times they'd had to return to the past to fix everything.

Then, she had to lie to her parents about staying late, keep away from William, and think too many times before having to make committments with other friends of hers. Yumi's social life was in ruins.

Especially when it came to (Y/N).

(Y/N) lived two streets away from Yumi's, and both of them went to Kadic together. Every day, the two of them would walk to school grounds, first holding their bags, and -- as they grew older and closer -- linking pinkies.

Classes were a breeze. (Y/N)'s neatly organized notes, cataloged and underlined with pens and highlighters of different colors held a special place in Yumi's heart, and -- having known her for a long time -- Yumi was the only person in Kadic who could understand (Y/N)'s behaviors and provide whatever she would require (reassurance, assistance, or even just some extra pens) when she needed it.

"Arigato!" (Y/N) would always reply, pleasantly, like the chirp of a lovely little bird, and it brought a smile to Yumi's face without fail.

(Y/N) always gave Yumi her notes to study with whenever she had to leave the classroom (X.A.N.A being a pain in the ass), with small notes with hearts and smiley faces between the pages just for Yumi to see.

The world does not deserve someone as precious as you, (Y/N), Yumi would tell her, handing her notes back to her with a big grin.

What are you thanking me for, silly? Anything for you!, (Y/N) would reply back.

It was one year after X.A.N.A had plagued Yumi's life that something else also happened -- Yumi and (Y/N) had been put in different classes for the new school year.

This had happened in conjunction with Odd being put in a different class from Jeremie and Ulrich, and even after the whole mess with Jim and his disco tape -- even after Odd got to be in the same class as the others -- Yumi and (Y/N) were in different classes.

"Will you be okay, (Y/N)?"

"I'll be fine, Yumi. I'm only worried about you."

"I'll be fine if you are."

"Okay, I love you."

Yumi had nearly stopped breathing.

"What?"

"I love you!" (Y/N) had repeated, smiling brighter, (E/C) eyes twinkling brighter than the sunlight falling on her hair (the two of them had been sitting on one of the benches in the grounds). "Best friends forever, right? I love you."

"I love you too, (Y/N)."

Those words had set off something akin to a ripple in Yumi's heart, and, after a whole week of psychoanalyzing everything -- everything -- she had realized that, of course, she felt the same way towards (Y/N).

But not as friends.

Regardless of X.A.N.A's already troubling interventions, it became that much harder to hold a conversation with (Y/N) after Yumi had realized her feelings for her. Being around her made Yumi forget words, forget balance and sanity, and she was almost too thankful for her friends calling her to the factory.

In the background -- and it only became background since Yumi was being pulled in so many different directions -- (Y/N), after struggling in her new class, slowly made friends, and was enjoying her school days with those friends. Yumi made it a point to spend as much time as she could with her best friend, so she felt guilty for running off towards the factory with no explanations, leaving (Y/N) alone. So the new friends were a wonderful thing. More people could see how amazing and beautiful and kind (Y/N) was, how everything she did -- from the way she meticulously organized her notes to the way she animatedly moved her hands up and down when she was talking about birds and clouds and nature and everything she loved -- was so authentic and real and absolutely mesmerizing--

Oh no, Yumi thought to herself. I'm in love with her. Holy shit. I love (Y/N).

And when she spoke to the others about this, she was only met with knowing smirks, and Odd collecting about 60 bucks of betting money from the others (Yumi had no idea they'd had a betting pool about this).

"You should tell her how you feel, Yumi." Aelita encouraged her.

As if Yumi hadn't tried. She became a fool when she was alone with her best friend, which confused her and annoyed her to no end, because she craved that aloneness, that intimacy, them holding pinkies every morning on their way to Kadic, and she was reduced to a blubbering fool.

Every morning -- though now it became every morning that she wasn't at the factory or on school grounds already -- she would walk with (Y/N), link pinkies with her and watch her out of the corner of her eyes, trying to pick the right moment to tell her how she felt. She would stare at the way small strands of her (E/C) hair would sway with the wind, how the dimple on her right cheek would become more prominent as she smiled, and confessing became harder because it became that much harder to breathe and stay sane in the first place.

Many times, (Y/N) had noticed.

"Is there something wrong, Yumi?", "Is there something on my face?", "Are you okay, Yumi?". "Yumi, you've been distant and weird lately... is everything okay?" All of her concerned remarks slowly turned into something else. "Are you hiding something from me?" "Do you not like me?"

"Of course not!", "(Y/N), I'm fine.". "Nothing's wrong.", "We're okay. There's nothing I'm keeping from you.". Yumi replied with general replies, then, as time passed, and her silence and hesitation became more X.A.N.A. and William-related, she stuck to a new response. "I'm just pre-occupied with some stuff. It doesn't concern you, (Y/N)."

Yumi hated saying those words, because the more she said them, or some similar forms of them, the more she was putting distance between herself and her best friend.

Morning pinkie holdings had turned into once-a-month things now.

"I hate what I've done, Odd." she confessed to Odd and Aelita one day. This was recently -- two days before William had been brought back.

"That sucks, Yumi. It really does." Odd sighed wistfully. This was unlike him, but Yumi of course had rarely seen Odd sober up for once. "Einstein's working on something. Then it'll be worth it and you can go back to talking to (Y/N) as usual again."

Aelita gave Odd a withering look, and turned to Yumi.

"Yumi, I've seen you pine for (Y/N) for the longest time." she told her. "And I know that I don't know her very well, not like you do, but I can tell she misses you! Go and talk to her tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"Yeah, tomorrow."

"She might have a point." Odd mused thoughtfully. "Sundays are no-Kadic days, so there's less chances of interruption when you have a heart-to-heart. X.A.N.A will also need some time to recover from the previous attack, so we won't pull you either."

Sundays were holidays, but (Y/N) would be at the pool. She loved to swim -- young Yumi had joined swimming classes only because (Y/N) had talked her into it.

.... why not?

Aquatic therapy had worked wonders for (Y/N) as a child, and it had given her a love for nature, for air and water and earth, and swimming became a favorite passtime.

As she stepped into the pool, and the water hugged her from all sides, (Y/N) took a deep breath. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.

Putting her and Yumi in different classes, and their routines changing... all of it was hard for (Y/N), physically, mentally and emotionally. She had hence made a decision to join the swim team and use the pool as much as she could to find herself, her center.

There weren't many people around, mostly because it was a Sunday and only members of different clubs could attend school, to use their respective club areas. Nobody came to the pool on a Sunday, and even if they did, the members of the swim team -- kind souls -- would let (Y/N) do her thing undisturbed.

So, (Y/N) began trto swim, and let her mind drift. This had been a stressful time for her, and the water was good to her. She could feel her muscles, her limbs, understand the flow of her body, and ground herself. Swimming was a welcome escape.

(Y/N) calmly practiced her strokes. The backstroke was her favourite. She looked up at the ceiling as she swam with her back in the water, and smiled. Jim had told her once that she could be a great swimmer, if she put a little more effort into it, but she liked doing this for herself.

When she got out of the water and sat by the benches to relax, though, her thoughts somehow circled to Yumi.

Yumi.

When they were put into different classes, (Y/N)'s first concern had been Yumi. Yumi was a delight -- she was kind, mature, confident, and everything about her made (Y/N) so happy -- but she also had a tendency to keep her problems to herself, and (Y/N) hated seeing her struggle alone.

(Y/N) had made plenty of friends in her class -- some had proven to be 'idiots of the worst degree' (Yumi's words), making fun of her for her autism, making fun of her behaviors -- but she had found the good people. People like Yumi, who made efforts to understand (Y/N). People who were different from Yumi, but understood her and accepted her in their own ways.

New friends, who loved bird watching and biology just like she did.

New friends, who loved the same music artists and bands that she did.

New friends, who had completely different tastes than her but still appreciated her, like she appreciated them.

But nobody came close to Yumi.

She let out a sigh, and removed her swim cap, letting her (H/C) hair fall onto her shoulders. A pang in her chest. She missed her best friend dearly.

(Y/N) missed linking pinkies with Yumi. That was always her favorite part of the day. Their morning walks became a rare occassion nowadays, and she missed the little squeeze that Yumi did when their fingers touched every single time.

(Y/N) missed happily skipping to Yumi's house and hang out with her on a whim -- now, Yumi was barely around. She was studying after school hours with Jeremie, Aelita, Ulrich and Odd, barely even came home, according to Hiroki.

(Y/N) also missed being able to give Yumi her notes, her little sticky notes with hearts, and class notes neatly scrawled for her. She missed seeing Yumi show her one of the little messages she drew, and tell her that it made her smile.

Everything felt different without her.

(Y/N) could understand that there was something Yumi was going through alone -- something that she couldn't tell her -- and she hated that the comfortable silences they shared became too quiet for her to bear. She had tried asking too, but Yumi insisted that it was nothing to trouble her with. That there was nothing she could do.

She hated it.

She missed Yumi.

She let out a sigh, needing to slip her cap back on, needing the water and the calm it gave her once again. She never knew that she could miss someone who only lived two blocks away, never knew how it would hurt to miss someone she loved.

So much.

She was about to step into the pool again when she heard someone call for her.

"(Y/N)!"

Yumi stood at the entrance of the pool area, wearing her black and grey swimsuit. She had a towel around her neck and waved at (Y/N).

All (Y/N) could do was stare as Yumi walked to her. She didn't think intense longing for someone could actually summon them, but she wasn't unhappy that it turned out this way.

"I was just thinking about you." (Y/N) told her when Yumi was just a few strides away.

Yumi's eyebrows shot up. "Really?"

"Yes." I missed you so much, Yumi. "How come you're here on a Sunday?"

"I... um, I wanted to hang out." Yumi explained. "It's been a while, and I knew you'd be here today. I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

"Oh no, you're not." (Y/N) replied quickly, shaking her head. Quite the contrary! "I'm glad you're here. Shall we swim and catch up, then?"

Both of them got into the pool, and this time, the water was that much more welcoming. Yumi splashed some water at (Y/N) playfully.

"Hey, I haven't got my cap on!" (Y/N) exclaimed, giggling. Her swim cap was indeed, forgotten.

"Neither have I." Yumi shot back and at this, (Y/N) swam away, kicking the water hard so that it would splash Yumi too. Yumi laughed and swam beside her.

"I love your swimsuit. Is it new?" Yumi asked her after a while. (Y/N) was wearing a new, red swimsuit, similar in style to Yumi's.

"Yep. Just bought it last week, actually."

"At the mall?"

"Mhmm! Hiroki bought a new pair too."

Yumi's eyebrows shot up again. "Hiroki? Really? He hates the pool! Anyway, when did the two of you go to the mall without me?"

"It was just supposed to be me." (Y/N) explained, turning at the pool's corner to swim back to their starting point. "Then Hiroki saw me and came with me. I asked for you, actually, but you were out with Ulrich?"

Knowingness dawned upon Yumi's face. "Oh, yeah... he needed help with studying. Ulrich doesn't understand math, and Jeremie's not good at teaching math in a way that he can understand."

They swam around the perimeter of the pool for a while, and (Y/N) went back to the backstroke again. Yumi, on the other hand, swam like a mermaid around (Y/N). Being the taller one, with longer legs and more graceful movements, she really did look like a mermaid.

Then, Yumi suddenly changed course, and joined (Y/N), swimming backstroke.

"Man, I forgot how fun this is." Yumi said as they both moved their limbs synchroniously.

"And relaxing."

"Of course."

"We can just float around now, though."

"Sure, that's fine by me."

They took out the emergency floaties from the club supplies and got back in, using the floaties to simply float in the water. There was no one in the pool area now -- some of the members waved goodbye to (Y/N) as they left -- and it felt peaceful. Just the two of them.

"I missed you, Yumi." she told Yumi, swimming under and reappearing inside the floatie, and letting her arms and legs hang out while she floated aimlessly. She sighed. "It's been a while since it was just the two of us."

Yumi smiled, and did the same, only, with one hand on (Y/N)'s floatie so that they wouldn't float away from each other. "I know, (Y/N). I missed you too."

She continued. "Hey, I'm sorry I've been distant for the past few months..."

"Oh. That's okay. Do you mind telling me why, though?" Yumi looked away for a moment, and that's when (Y/N) decided to add, "It's okay if you can't fully tell me. I just want to know a little bit. It sucks watching you hide things from me and go through things on your own."

Yumi nodded. "I get that, and it isn't my intention to hide things from you too, (Y/N). After all, you're my best friend, at the end of the day." She let out a sigh. "My friends and I have been having a hard time, I guess."

"Hard time with?"

"Stuff in general." Yumi supplied. "You know how Ulrich had a crush on me, and then Odd went and dated half the people in school. And then, with Aelita coming in, she had a hard time adjusting to Kadic. It was really tough for all of us. Not to mention stuff at home for each and every one of us, and Sissi and her antics. It's weird."

"I get that." It could be hard with a bunch of people trying to stick together. Even with the swim club, there were a lot of internal communication problems, and with others in her class too. "Please tell me next time. How are things now, though?"

"Better." Yumi said, smiling. "Loads better. And yes, I promise I'll tell you more next time." Yumi's hand by her floatie moved to grasp one of (Y/N)'s own. "I really did miss you."

(Y/N), unable to keep herself from doing so, linked their pinkies together. "I know."

"Can we walk together in the mornings again?" Yumi asked, smiling wider. "I missed that so much, you have no idea."

Was this a dream? Yumi seemed to know exactly what was going on in (Y/N)'s mind, almost like she was a mindreader. (Y/N) had just been gathering the courage to ask her the same thing.

"But you have after-school study sessions.. you must be tired and want to sleep in for a bit.."

Yumi shook her head. "That's alright. I'm changing my schedule for the better so that it isn't very packed. I can definitely make it now."

"If you're sure that it won't be too much trouble.."

"(Y/N), I am sure." Yumi then blinked. "Unless you don't want to..?"

"No, no, I didn't say that!" (Y/N) sat straighter, but the water made the floatie slippery and she lost balance, so she went underwater. A moment later, though, Yumi's hand had reached for her and she had pulled her up. Yumi's floatie was abandoned, and the two of them were at the centre of the pool, holding hands. "Thank you.."

"Careful, (Y/N), you could've hurt yourself." Yumi chastied her.

"It was a slip. Anyway," (Y/N) looked into Yumi's eyes, at her wet hair and kind face, and had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep herself from blushing. Certainly, being too close to Yumi was a mistake. "I didn't say I didn't want to. I just wanted to make sure it was perfectly okay with you."

"Are you kidding? It's perfectly fine with me--"

"Because, well, what if we start walking together, and everything became normal, and something stresses you out, and you shut me out again?" (Y/N) asked before Yumi could finish. At this, Yumi fell silent. "That thought worries me a lot."

"(Y/N)--"

"And when I did ask you all those times before, you couldn't even look at me. I don't want you or me to go through that again."

Yumi shook her head resolutely. "That's not going to happen again. I promise." Then, she took both of (Y/N)'s hands into her own and squeezed them gently. "Listen, (Y/N)... I'm really sorry I shut you out. I'm sorry I kept my problems to myself and worried you. I should have come to you, at least to let you in a little bit, and that's on me. I hated doing that to you, and I won't do that again -- ever again."

(Y/N) nodded. "Okay, Yumi. I appreciate it.."

"Wait, that's not all I wanted to say." Yumi added, almost hurriedly. "When I couldn't look at you, when we walked together during mornings.... that wasn't entirely because I was keeping my friends' problems from you."

"Then?" Yumi looked at her contemplatively for a moment too long, and (Y/N) pressed, "Yumi?"

Yumi snapped back into her senses, shaking her head. "It was because... well, you're beautiful when you're walking with me in the mornings."

That was the last thing (Y/N) had expected her to say. She swam slightly away from Yumi, though they were still holding hands.

"What do you mean?"

"Sorry, I should rephrase that." Yumi laughed nervously. "This is hard."

"Then tell me in a way that isn't hard, Yumi." (Y/N) told her. "What about it is hard?"

"The part where I'm confessing to you is hard, (Y/N)!" Yumi exclaimed.

Her words echoed across the room, and time stopped for (Y/N).

"What?"

Yumi blushed. "I love you, (Y/N). I... When we changed classes, and when we weren't able to speak and hang out... I realized how much I missed you. How much I love you. And yet, whenever we did get to hang out, walk to school together, I tried to tell you, but I... I just couldn't. It was so hard to tell you the truth and risk our friendship when things were already changing between us. I.. wanted to tell you before it was too late."

She let go of (Y/N)'s hands, and that was when (Y/N) spoke up.

"Don't let go." she said, grabbing Yumi's hands and holding them again. Yumi gasped, audibly, obviously surprised and taken aback. "I love you too, Yumi."

"What? Really?" Yumi exclaimed, eyes wide, smile even wider. "Oh my god, I... I can't believe it!"

"I thought that you liked me only as a friend, and so I didn't want to say anything." (Y/N) admitted. All those years of what-ifs were finally answered, and it felt so good! "And then, when you became friends with Jeremie and the others, and Ulrich and William had asked you out, I thought I would never have a chance, but I was okay with being friends with you if that's what it meant to have you in my life. That's why I never said anything.."

Yumi laughed, throwing her head back like a little kid, beautifully so. "Ulrich and William? Please, they don't hold a candle next to you."

The thought of being adored by Yumi all this while, even with good-looking boys drooling over her, made (Y/N) squeal with delight. She hugged Yumi, who laughed loud and hugged her back, reveling in the closeness. "You have no idea how happy I am right now."

"I think we're both equally happy, (Y/N)." Yumi reasoned as they pulled slightly away. "You have no idea... watching you speak, watching you walk, swim, take those beautiful notes... all of it drives me crazy. I love you so much." Slowly, she bent down to press her forehead to (Y/N)'s. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

(Y/N) looped her arms around Yumi's neck with a smile. "Yes! Yes, I'll be your girlfriend, Yumi."

Yumi kissed her forehead and (Y/N) could feel herself melt with happiness. She smiled up at Yumi and kissed her on the lips.

This was so much better than linking their pinkies together.

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Falling For You -Part 2

October

Pairing- Eventual Dean x Female!Reader, Dean x Lisa(past), Female!Reader x OMC Justin(past)

Word Count-4008

Warning- Mentions of cheating, little angst, some swearing, fluff. This is going to be a bit of a slow burn. Haunted woods. Talk of trying to fake a pregnancy, manipulation, trying to steal from significant other/ falsify documents, Lisa is awful, Justin isn’t much better, talk of being pressured into doing things you don’t want to. I think that is it

A/N- I had an idea for a one shot, and giving a backstory to Dean and the Reader meeting took on a life of its own. This story is AU, and un beta’d.

Summary- After being burned before you had sworn off finding love for now. Coming home from work one night there is a strange man pounding on your door. Neither of you knew what this meeting would lead to.

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The next week kept you busy at work and not giving you much free time in the evening. Coming or going you always kept an eye out for your new friend though, not seeing him again till the weekend. Heading back to your apartment after your Saturday morning workout you ran into Dean coming out of his brother’s apartment.

“Hi stranger, how is everything coming together for you?”

“Hey Y/N, it’s coming. I found a job, starting a week from Monday. Still looking for a place though, guess I’ll be crashing with Sam a little longer and putting my stuff in storage up here till I find something. Work slow down for you yet?”

“Congrats on the new job! No, not yet. A family emergency came up, and our new person can’t start till next week. At least there is a light at the end though. I hate to run on you, but I’m supposed to be meeting Meg, and I really need a shower. Talk to you later?”

“Sure, see ya around.”

With the wedding dress found it was time to find Bridesmaid dresses. Hopefully this went a little better. Her wedding colors were red, black and silver, you would be happier with a black dress, but Meg was thinking red. The color of fire, this wedding was going to be hot she said.

Thankfully you and the 2 bridesmaids Ruby and Sarah were on the same page about finding one and getting done. None of you wanted to try on tons of dresses. Meg actually approving of the third one you found. They were free to leave after that, you got to go help her set up a gift registry. Your fingers were crossed these next six months until the April wedding went fairly quick. Done for the day, she suggested meeting up with Cas and his best man so you could finally meet him.

The guys were meeting you at a local pizza shop so you could grab dinner and talk. Walking in with Meg you quickly saw Cas, and getting closer to the table, recognized the spiky sandy brown haired man across from him. Sliding in next to Dean you mentioned how he never said anything about being the best man, when you said you were the maid of honor.

“Sorry, I think my head was still on other topics then.” He answered you with a small smile

“Wait, you two already know each other?” Cas questioned looking between you both.

“Yeah, I live across the hall from his brother, remember Cas?”

“I do now.”

“No one ever told me that you and Sam knew each other from Kansas though.”

“I guess we didn’t think about it.”

It was an enjoyable evening out with your friends. You found out more about Dean’s new job, he found a small auto shop hiring a head mechanic. The owner, Bobby, had done most of the work himself but was looking to cut back and possibly retire in a few years. If Dean was still around then and interested he might sell the shop to him. There was a part time mechanic working there also, Benny. Dean seemed to think they would get along well.

Dean gave you a ride back so Meg could take Cas with her since they lived in the opposite direction as you two. “I don’t think I told you last week, but I really like your car.”

“Thanks, Baby is my one true girl.”

“Baby?”

Patting the top of the dash Dean glanced over and smiled at you, “That’s her name.”

You just smiled back, “It’s very nice Dean, I hope the two of you will be very happy together.

Closer to home Dean told you he was renting a car and leaving for Kansas tomorrow. He would turn the car in there and drive a Uhaul back with Sam the following weekend. Apparently his brother wasn’t the best driver and he didn’t trust him to drive that far with his car or the uhaul filled with his belongings. Sam was flying home later in the week to meet up with him. Giving him a quick hug outside your apartment door you wished him safe travels and good luck, telling him you would see him when he got back.

Quickly entering your apartment and shutting the door, you were trying to figure out why you hugged him, and why you suddenly were overthinking it. You were friends, friends hugged right? No reason to give it a second thought.

Friday night there was a knock on your door, but you weren’t expecting anyone. Opening it you were surprised to find Jess on the other side with a pizza box and a bottle of wine.

“Hey, I thought I’d see if you were up for some company. Sam and Dean started the drive back this afternoon, so it’s just me over there.”

“Sure! Come on in.” The two of you spent the evening watching bad romance moves and talking about the brothers. Jess had known Sam since they were in undergrad at Stanford, and had a few stories to tell you about both of them. It was nice to learn a little more about Dean.

When Jess had more wine in her she opened up about Dean’s breakup. “I met the cheating bitch a few times and never cared for her. She thought she was better than everyone, always pushing Dean to buy her things, jewelry and fancy clothes. Apparently she started asking Dean some questions that he thought were weird but told himself she must have been taking an interest in things he liked for once.”

She paused to take a drink of wine. “When Dean was packing up after he kicked her out he discovered some stuff in his safe had been moved around, insurance papers, information on stocks he owns, and even his will was in a new place. I guess he didn’t think much of it; he was too caught up in the cheating mess, till a lawyer's office called the house like a week later and left a message saying they needed to come in and sign the last paper. Lisa had either made a copy of his signature or forged it and was trying to put things in her name and change his will for her to inherit even if they weren’t married. He called Sam because he needed legal help to straighten the mess up and make sure she got nothing.

Sam went down one weekend and helped him clean it up. They were looking up something on Dean’s laptop and one of them typed in a wrong word or start of one and some crazy past searches came up. They looked for more and found searches relating to Dean and what he owns, what his business was worth. There was even a search on how to fake a pregnancy test. Sam thinks she was going to try and trick Dean into marrying her if she couldn’t change the papers on her own. She was stupid enough to use Dean’s computer. His parents don’t know, he doesn’t want them too.”

“The first night I met Dean I called him by his last name and he asked something about how I knew and if I looked him up. I get why now.”

“Dean’s a lot more guarded now.” She gave you a lot of information to take in, no wonder he wasn’t looking to date again.

The next afternoon a commotion in the hall drew your attention. Opening the door you found Sam and Dean struggling with some boxes they were both carrying across the hall. You asked if they needed help, but neither heard you over Sam complaining about Dean not knowing how to pack a box. Dean was in turn instructing Sam to be careful with the valuables. Seeing you just before he turned inside Dean gave you a wink and said he would talk to you later.

A few hours later a knock at the door had you hoping for a green eyed man on the other side. Opening it you had gotten your wish. “Hey, I was heading out to grab some dinner. Give Sam and Jess some time together, thought I’d see if you wanted to join me?”

“I actually have lasagna in the oven, it should be done in 20. Would you like to join me here?”

Dean’s eyes lit up at the thought of a homemade meal and he readily accepted. Entering your apartment he removed his coat and asked if he could help with anything. Handing him the drink he asked for, you told him everything was all set. Salad was made and the pasta and bread were in the oven. You washed some dishes while waiting and Dean grabbed a towel to help dry. The two of you working together easily and talking about Dean’s trip back to Kansas. When dinner was ready you dished it up setting Dean’s infront of him. You noticed he wasn’t a big fan of the salad though.

“This is great, my mom isn’t much of a cook so it’s simple meals or take out at their house. Sam and Jess cook, but it’s not real food. He gets these plant or veggie burgers, kale and some green shakes. I need real meat and carbs.”

“Well, you are welcome to stop over here when it gets to be too much. I’m sure I could find something that would save you.”

“Thanks sweetheart, I may take you up on that.”

When you were both finished and everything was cleaned you invited Dean to stay and watch a movie. It was to give Sam and Jess more time alone you told yourself. Dean was just a friend, you were hanging out with.

A short time later your oven timer went off again and you disappeared to pull out the desert you had made. Grabbing some ice cream from the freezer and cutting into the hot treat you once again plated it up and took some to Dean warning him it was still hot. You didn’t think Dean’s eyes could go any bigger than they did when you handed him the fresh baked apple pie. Taking a giant bite his eyes almost rolled back in his head.

“This is incredible, one of the best I’ve ever had. Trust me I’ve had a lot of pie.”

“I’m sure it’s not really that special, but thanks anyways.”

“No, I’m serious. Love me some apple.”

“Fall is a good time for apples here. I would love to go to the orchard some time and pick my own, or even just hang out there one day. I’ve gone a few times as a kid, but I haven’t been in years.”

“You just want to go hang out with apple trees?”

“Not exactly, there is a lot to do this time of year. Apple picking, pumpkin patches, corn maze, hayrides and a store where they sell baked goods, fresh produce and other things. I just think it would be fun sometime. Maybe next year, I’ll find someone to go with me.”

“Tell you what, you pick a weekend next year and I’ll go with you. Speaking of weekends, do you have anything going on next Saturday?”

“Um, a baby shower for a friend in the early afternoon. Then catching up on some work around here, why?”

“One of Jess’ friends is having a big Halloween party, she invited me in hopes of getting Sam to lighten up about it. He’s not a fan of Halloween. Anyway she said I could bring a friend if you want to go. It’s a costume party in some old barn.”

You thought about it for a minute. Was he asking you out, neither of you were supposed to be looking to date right now. He did say bring a friend though. “I think I can manage that, I’ll have to see if I have a costume.”

“Great! I think she said it starts at 8, there’s supposed to be some haunted woods too. Not a corn maze, but it can still be fun. I’ll let you know what time she wants to leave, you don’t care if we ride together right?”

“Nope, not at all.” At least if you were with his brother and Jess it wasn’t a date. Why were you so worried anyway? Dean left a short time later and you cleaned up and got ready for bed.

The new girl you were training, Anna was finally starting to catch on in her second week. This meant you were able to get more of your work done, and not have to stay too late. You needed to find a costume and a baby gift sometime before Saturday. Running into Jess in the hall one night, you asked if you needed to bring anything Saturday. There wasn’t anything, and she was just happy that you were joining them.

Since you had just over a week until Halloween many of the costumes were already picked over, you weren’t looking to meet up with anyone so you were also trying to avoid anything too revealing. Plus it was outside in the evening, and temps were falling so you didn’t want to freeze either. Finally finding something you deemed would work at the third store you tried.

Saturday came faster than you had hoped. The shower went well, Kelly was so excited to meet her little boy in a few short months. You couldn’t wait to spoil him! Doing a quick grocery store run, you headed home to try and clean a little before you had to get ready. When 7:30 rolled around you were ready for the knock on your door.

Opening the door you bit back a laugh at the sight before you, “Howdy Sheriff.”

Dean shook his head sending you a fake smile, “This was one of the few adult costumes left.”

“That’s what you get for waiting till yesterday to get your outfit Dean,” Sam rolled his eyes, also trying not to laugh at his brother’s attire. He and Jess were dressed as Sandy and Danny from Greece.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I had this awesome Batman costume, but it’s in one of the boxes in storage and couldn't find it. Oh well, cowboys are awesome too.”

“Yeah, but Dean you're a toy cowboy,” Sam wasn’t able to hide the smile that time.

He sent Sam a glare before turning back to you, “I’m still a cowboy and a sheriff, I can still protect the princess here. All ready?”

“Yep, I’m good to go.”

You rode in the back with Jess, Dean pouting up front because Sam decided to take his own car instead of riding in Dean’s. Jess was telling you Sam didn’t want to dress up at all, but she was able to talk him into Danny since it was his own clothes except for the leather jacket and just some hair dye and gel.

Arriving at Jess’ friends you and Dean followed behind as they led the way to the barn. They had definitely put a lot of work into the decorations. There were pumpkins and jack-o’-lanterns everywhere. Some real, some plastic and other scary Halloween creatures along with orange lights strung all around.

There was a dance floor with the DJ already playing and round tables and chairs set up around the floor and a buffet in the back.

You had never been to a Halloween party this big before. Jess introduced you and Dean to some of her friends who Sam already knew. Dean grabbed the two of you drinks and you sat down at a table taking everything in. This was a little more than you were expecting.

Sam found you a short time later, Jess was ready to go through the haunted woods they had set up and wanted to know if you two wanted to join.

“I’m game. How about you, Y/N? Sheriff Dean will protect you.”

“Who can turn that down?” Scary things weren’t your favorite, but you had a feeling if you said no Dean wouldn’t have gone either and you didn’t want him to miss out. Justin had hated how some things would scare you, and you wouldn’t want to do something. According to him you would ruin his fun, you weren’t going to do that to Dean. If you were with the three of them it shouldn’t be too bad.

Wrong, wrong, oh so wrong! You were going to have nightmares for a month after that. Most of the actors scaring you had come from the front or side, so you had ended up in the back hiding behind Dean to avoid everyone. Jess had turned around to say something to you when you noticed her eyes getting bigger. Quickly turning around you were certain they could have heard your scream in Ohio. There was a creepy looking person behind you wearing a mask with a white face, green teeth and red eyes holding a giant knife above your head. You never heard him come up or had any idea he was following you.

Hearing you scream Dean turned and pulled you close to his chest and then turned the two of you back around so you were no longer facing that character. He kept you close until you were out of the woods. When you went back to the barn he took you over to your seat before grabbing you some water. Kneeling down in front of you, his green eyes carefully looking you over.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m great.”

“You want to try that again? Especially since you are still shaking?

“I’m really sorry. I’m not the biggest fan of scary things. That really caught me off guard.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I didn’t want to ruin it for anyone else. I’ll be fine, really.”

“Sweetheart, we need to work on your communication skills. First that bar, now this. If something is going to affect you like this, you gotta say something.”

“I’m okay, really. Sorry to ruin it.”

“You didn’t ruin anything. Sit here a minute I’ll be back.” Dean walked off coming back a few minutes later with some food for both of you.

Sitting next to Dean you stared at the plate he put in front of you before talking.

“Justin took me to Cedar Point one day with some friends of his, all other couples. I’m terrified of heights and dropping too, he knew this beforehand. I’m more of a spin me girl, as long as it’s not too far off the ground. They were all excited about going on the biggest coaster there, I told them I would watch everyone’s stuff while they went. This one takes your picture on the way down, one of the girls said if I wasn’t there some stranger would be in the picture with all of them. Justin took me aside and said when I don’t participate in these things it makes him look bad and ruins his good time. I should be a better girlfriend and do what he wants.”

“I would really like to introduce your ex to my fist. If something is bothering you, I really want you to speak up, no matter what, okay.”

“Okay, thanks Dean.”

When Sam and Jess caught back up to you, she pulled you out to the dance floor with her since her fiancé wasn’t interested. The guys watched as the two of you enjoyed yourselves.

Arriving back at your apartment that night, Dean followed you in to make sure you were going to be alright. You assured him you would be fine. What you didn’t tell him was you were going to be sleeping with the lights on tonight. He did a quick check of your apartment before going back across the hall.

Halloween was the following Friday, Meg invited you over to her and Cas’ place to hang out while they handed out candy to the trick or treaters. Cas had also invited Dean, Sam and Jess. He must have told Dean you were coming because Dean offered to drive you over with them.

The phone in your pocket started going off snapping you out of your daydreams, “Hello.”

“Hey Y/N, are you still home?”

“Yeah, why what’s up Dean?”

“I’ve been knocking on your door for a few minutes now, everything okay?”

“Yeah,” looking down you saw the time on your watch. “I’m sorry I lost track of time. I was sitting on the patio and didn’t hear you.” Rushing inside you locked the door behind you before quickly letting Dean in.

“Sorry, let me grab these and I’m good to go.” Grabbing your Halloween sweatshirt and the two containers sitting on your counter you were headed back to the door.

“What’s in there?”

“Oh I got bored last night and made some Halloween sugar cookies and pumpkin cake bars with apple cider glaze for today.”

Dean just looked at you as you rode the elevator down to meet Sam and Jess, “What is that look for?”

“Well, are you going to give me one?” You were a little lost and just stared back. “Oh sorry, forgot the magic words, trick or treat. May I have my treat now?” He asked, pointing to the containers.

“Oh sorry, sure, the bars are a little crumbly, but you can have a cookie now.

He took a big bite of the orange pumpkin shaped cookie. “It’s not your apple pie, but it’s very good, sweetheart.”

The guys disappeared into the basement when you arrived, apparently there was some horror movie marathon on, you were just fine avoiding that. You three ladies hung out in the living room so you would hear kids coming to the door, and watched the Halloweentown movies on TV. Meg and Jess compared wedding notes and talked about their different frustrations. Jess and Sam were getting married in July.

You were happy for your friends, but if you were being honest, also a little jealous. They had found great guys, been with them for years, now they were getting ready to walk down the aisle to them. You had thought by the time you were 27 you would be settling down too. Instead you were swearing off dating right now. Your Mr Right seems to have taken some wrong turns somewhere and wouldn’t ask for directions. Apparently you zoned out from the conversation because both girls were looking at you. “Sorry, what’s up?”

“I was saying I’m not sure I would be cut out for the matron of honor duties when you get married. We all know I don’t have the patience. You could have Jess, and we know Sam would be the best man, it would work out great.”

Yep, you definitely missed something. “Wait, when and who am I marrying, and why is Sam already the best man?”

“Really Y/N?” Meg giving you her best bitch face, “when you and Dean get married.”

“You guys make such a great couple! I’m so glad he found you! Lisa was just awful to him from the start, and to cheat on him like that.”

Lisa must be the reason he left Kansas, no one mentioned her name before. “Guys we’re just friends, we aren’t a couple or even dating. Neither one of us want to get back out there right now.”

“Y/N, you can’t let Justin ruin your chance at happiness, it’s been over four months now. At some point you need to get back out there. Deano is one of the good ones, you are going to regret it if you let him go.”

“Meg, Dean doesn’t want to date anyone either. We really are just friends, just hanging out.”

When you walked away to hand out candy, Meg turned to Jess, “any idea how long those two are going to stay in denial about how they feel?” Jess just shook her head as they both stared after you.

Part 3

Thank you for reading!

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Day 31: Embrace

(The sun shines brightly.)

Whumptober 2019 Day 31: Embrace

Word Count: 4008

Relationships: DLAMP (romantic), Creativitwins (familial) NOT remrom

Warnings: Remus being unclean (literally. like garbage kind of unclean), insect (ladybug). Oh my gosh I think that's it?????? lmk if I missed any !!!!!

A/N: !!!!!!!!!!!!!! aaaaa oh my gosh i'm finally done!!! i know i've had some slips and that my timing wasn't always the greatest, but surprisingly, i did every single prompt!!!!!! a lot of these works aren't very good, but i'm just glad i managed to get them all out regardless. here's the final fic, just a bunch of cute fluff!! hope ya'll enjoy this roman-centric piece, and thanks for sticking around with me throughout this stressful dabble into the land of writing challenges!

Roman has a checklist.

It’s a small one, boasting only five items, but they’re all very important. The list itself does have a physical form, a glittery artwork on a big poster board that sits proudly on his desk, but it mostly just resides in his own mind. Although he absolutely would if he could, carrying the big paper around while he completes the tasks would just get annoying after a while, and probably take away from the sincerity of his actions. He wants to be as genuine as possible, to match the love residing in his heart, so it’s important that he tries to be more serious about this. Maybe he can take some pages out of Logan’s book.

Finally finishing his checklist is literally the only thing he’s been thinking about recently, constantly in his mind nagging for completion. He thinks of it in the shower, at dinner, during their movie nights, you name it. And he’s thinking of it now, as he sits in his cushy desk chair and stares with rapt attention at his swirling, loopy handwriting and artistic doodles. It may be a short list, but certain tasks are likely to be a huge undertaking, so he’s brainstorming ideas on how to properly carry them out. One or two of which will be easy, but the others require a certain delicate touch to make sure it all goes as smoothly as possible.

He thinks he’s ready.

So Roman decides to start at task number one, which pertains to a certain fatherly side. He’s sure to be in the kitchen baking cookies, as evident by the delicious smell wafting up the stairs and down the hallway and underneath Roman’s door, so he feels fairly confident as he descends the stairs and strides into the kitchen. The smell is much stronger in here, and Roman can easily pick apart the various aromas given off by brown sugar, vanilla, and chocolate.

“These smell absolutely delectable, Padre!” Roman exclaims as he sweeps over to where Patton stands, leaning sideways on the counter as he watches the other side mold little balls of cookie dough to place on the tray in front of him. Said side looks up in surprise as he plops a mound of sweetness onto the baking paper, and a happy grin spreads across his face at the compliment.

“Thanks, kiddo! There’s a tray in the oven already, and it’ll be done in about ten minutes if you want some!” Patton tells him as he scoops out another chunk of dough from his mixing bowl, surprisingly accurate and uniform in relation to the size of all the other cookies. Roman is tempted to swipe his finger through the bowl and steal a little bit of the uncooked treat to snack on, but his mission right now is much more important, as much as he hates to pass up some of Patton’s baking.

“Actually, I came down here for something else,” Roman says cryptically, a sly smile playing at his lips when Patton sets down the ball of dough and turns to him attentively. Before he can voice his question, Roman pulls him into a tight hug, and his smirk widens when Patton makes a little noise of confusion. The other side is soon to recover, though, and he lets out happy giggles as he throws his arms around Roman’s neck. To his surprise, Roman is soon forced to move his arms when Patton jumps up and wraps his legs around him. Roman’s little huff is drowned out by Patton’s bell-like laughter, but he can’t help chuckling anyway when the gleeful side lays a flurry of kisses on his forehead, and nose, and cheeks, and lips.

“Awe, Roman! I love you so much,” Patton swoons, shifting to cup Roman’s face in his hands, and soon Roman can taste the vague sweetness of vanilla and sugar on his tongue.

God, this is gonna suck.

Okay, listen. They’ve come a long way from the days of constant arguments, from how they used to insult and snap at each other any chance they got. Roman knows how much progress they’ve made, and he’s come to really, really love their resident emo. But although he did agree to join their relationship, he hasn’t changed in the sense that he still has a lot of trouble opening up. Accepting and returning affection, especially physical, is not something that Virgil has mastered at all. And that’s fine! His love language is just a bit different, and Roman knows he cares just as much. But goddamnit, maybe he just wants to cuddle with his favourite emo once in a while, alright?

So yeah, this is going to be difficult. And he’s likely to get slapped in the arm and pushed away. But he’s still going to try, because Virgil is the second item on the checklist, and it’d be a shame to not finish it.

There’s almost an odd sense of dread as Roman walks down the hallway, an uncertainty as he approaches Virgil’s black door. Roman almost wants to turn on his heel and run away, but he’s already here, so he might as well just follow through with it. Raising his hand up to knock is mildly nerve-wracking, but the thought of getting to embrace the anxious side is incentive enough to deliver a few swift knocks on the glossy wood.

A few moments of silence pass before Roman can hear footsteps, and then the doorknob is turning from the other side. The door opens with a soft click, and it swings open in a leisurely arc to reveal a tired-looking Virgil peeking out from behind the dark paint. He raises an eyebrow when he registers the identity of his interrupter, rubs his bleary eyes with a fist covered in his jacket sleeve, and Roman really hopes he didn’t wake the other side up. Virgil already doesn’t get enough sleep, and it really wouldn’t do for him to lose more unnecessarily.

“Princey? What’s up?” Virgil asks, voice soft and a bit hoarse, and Roman actually kind of melts a little bit where he stands. Despite his exhaustion, Virgil really does look beautiful, stormy brown eyes looking at him with a surprising amount of trust from under his bangs and hood. Not for the first time, Roman feels his throat close almost painfully in the face of the all-encompassing love that wells up inside of him. “Shouldn’t you be in bed?”

“Oh, uh, sorry if I woke you up. I just-- I wanted to give you something,” Roman stammers, a small blush spreading across his face. He didn’t realize how late it must be, if even Virgil is confused as to his conscious state, so he must have been staring at his checklist for longer than he originally thought he was. A questioning hum comes from the tired side in front of him, and there’s a second where it feels like Roman might just run away. What if Virgil gets mad and slams the door in his face? It’s not like Roman would blame him. What was he thinking, coming here this late?

“Princey, you alright? What is it?” Virgil asks, caring and concerned, and Roman breathes out shakily. He surges forward and wraps his arms around the side in front of him, squeezes gently around his huge jacket, and Virgil huffs out a surprised breath. To Roman’s shock, Virgil easily laces his fingers together around Roman’s back, knocks his head companionably against the prince’s temple with a tiny, low laugh. “What, that’s all? What were you all worked up about, you drama queen?”

Roman knows he should be offended, but right now, kissing the life out of his soft, amused boyfriend is much more important.

If Roman’s being honest, the next item on this list is one of the ones that scares him the most. It’s not that Deceit hates him, or anything, but he’s really unpredictable. Roman has had the biggest crush on him for, well, ever, and he’s never acted on it before out of fear that Deceit will laugh at him or brush him off. He’s just so cool, and awesome, and although Roman was a little uneasy about his snake features at first, he’s come to think of them as unique and beautiful.

So standing here in front of Deceit’s swirly yellow door certainly gives Roman pause, and he draws a resemblance to his encounter with Virgil a couple of days ago. Both of the ex-dark sides act similarly in that they’re very protective of their space, valuing privacy and personal freedom over much else. Although it went well with Virgil, Roman just hopes that Deceit won’t see this as encroaching on his territory.

Before Roman can even knock, Deceit’s door swings open, and the other side leans on his doorframe with crossed arms and a lazy smirk. The other side is wearing a yellow hoodie and black sweatpants in lieu of his usual ensemble, and the casual clothing suits him far more than Roman expects. His comfortable attire makes Deceit look comfortable by extension, and all Roman can see is his potential soft snake boyfriend. Wanting bubbles up in the prince’s lungs, and he opens his mouth to speak.

“Deceit! I, uh. I wanted to, uh. Give you… something. Um-- here!” Roman tries and fails to articulate his intentions, and Deceit looks even more amused than before. Roman feels a vague sense that he’s being made fun of, but Deceit isn’t like that, and it’s probably just his own uncertainty and insecurity rearing its ugly head. Roman knows his confidence is often fake, but this time he’s putting that aside to focus on the present. He just hopes he’s good enough for the snake-like side to actually want to be with him.

“Hm? And what would that be?” Deceit muses smoothly, and his snake eye glints sharply in the light. It’s ominous, sure, but Roman knows it’s also incredibly fake, just a mask to put on. He behaves like that for the sole purpose of riling people up, acts like a scary villain to push people away because he’s scared to let someone get too close and trust them with a more vulnerable part of himself; he is self-preservation, after all. Roman’s not near as oblivious as one might think, and a lot of his knowledge and ability to see through the act comes from very familiar cues in Deceit that he knows are also present in himself.

So slowly stepping forward in Deceit’s space is just as much for himself as it is for Deceit, silent solidarity in the way he gently pulls the other side into a warm hug by his tense shoulders. Said side winces, allows a single moment of transparency from being caught off guard, and it just stirs an aching inside Roman’s chest. Deceit deserves just as much affection and reassurance as the rest of them, and he deeply regrets treating him like he did when he was so quick to put labels on someone before truly getting to know them.

“I, uh. I like you, Deceit. A lot. Like, romantically. Actually, I think I love you. And It’s— it’s okay if you don’t feel the same! But I just. I dunno, I want you to know you’re not alone, y’know? I got your back, so… if you ever need help, or wanna talk or something… my door’s always open, okay?” Roman says, quiet and careful and filled with so much love, and he can feel Deceit shudder in his hold. Unsure fists come up to clench in the fabric of Roman’s prince jacket, search for the comfort and support he isn’t used to receiving, and Roman is determined to never let Deceit feel alone ever again.

“I… I like you too, Roman. Romantically. That’s.. weird to say. Romantically. Huh. Ah— thanks. I appreciate it,” Deceit stumbles out even more awkwardly than Roman expects, soft and searching, and Roman realizes he really, really overestimated Deceit’s self-comfort capabilities. Roman knows he doesn’t exactly have the best track record for self-confidence, but he’s slowly learning to believe in himself with the help of his boyfriends. Deceit just… doesn’t have that. At least, he didn’t before. Now, though, when Roman presses a short kiss to the shorter side’s cheek, when Deceit breathes out a rush of air and turns to catch Roman’s lips with his own, he isn’t going to be alone anymore.

Literally the last thing Roman expects to see when he enters Logan’s room for the first time is the logical side in a unicorn onesie watching cartoons as he drinks from a sippy cup.

For a moment, he thinks he’s dreaming, what with the way Logan turns to him with wide eyes when the door clicks closed behind him. The bespectacled side doesn’t seem scared, or irritated, or surprised, but rather overjoyed, something Roman realizes with a sinking heart that he hasn’t seen in years. A pleased grin pulls at Logan’s lips, bright eyes squinting with how elated he seems to be at Roman’s appearance. He pats excitedly at his side, beckons Roman to come sit with him, and the princely side does so with a confused, uncertain, placating smile.

When he’s close enough, Logan shifts over to Roman and plops himself in the taller side’s lap, snuggling into the broader chest with a contented sigh as he wraps sweater paw fingers around his sippy cup and the turtle plushie at his feet. It’s overwhelmingly adorable, and extremely bewildering, and Roman doesn’t understand the tender, vulnerable state his nerd seems to be in. At least he doesn’t until Logan buries his head in the crook of Roman’s neck, curls up impossibly further as he watches the children’s cartoon playing on the television out of the corner of his eye, and the nagging thought pulling at the back of Roman‘s mind finally comes to light.

Of course, how could he have forgotten? Although being in the sides’ rooms have an adverse effect on those who enter it, such as Virgil’s room causing them all to have overwhelming anxiety, the effect of the room on its owner is the opposite of their purpose. Virgil’s room calms him down, Patton’s room dampens his emotions to a more tolerable level, Roman’s own room causes him to stop having so many ideas and gives a reprieve for the constant slew of creation running through his head, and Deceit’s room causes him to only tell the truth. Although Logan’s room makes the rest of the sides more logically inclined, Roman hasn’t ever actually thought about what it does to Logan himself when he’s in there.

It makes sense, now that Roman’s considering it, because his room would have the opposite effect: it’d cause him to be illogical, right? Let him indulge in things that he doesn’t when he’s out of his room. Things like cartoons, fantasy and fiction, mindless comfort— they all would constitute as illogical, irrational, or useless things in Logan’s mind, and therefore would be heightened impulses when he’s in here. And that does make sense to an extent, but their rooms don’t affect them so much as to cause their personality to do a complete 180, so there has to be something more to this that he’s missing.

“Ro, y’like cartoons too?” Logan asks, soft and high and nothing like the way he usually speaks and articulates, and the tiny voice catches Roman incredibly off guard. He sounds… he sounds like a child. He sounds little.

Oh, that must be it! Roman remembers Thomas reading about age regression, about “littlespace” being a coping mechanism for trauma or stress. Logan would definitely be the one to retain that information, store it in the books in his room that are full of facts Thomas has learned throughout his life, so it’s no wonder this has happened. Roman theorizes that since Logan is definitely stressed out a lot having to make schedules (and remake schedules when Roman messes them up— he feels bad, but his work is important, okay?!) and try hard to help Thomas study and research things, his room must take that to the next level and puts him into a childlike mindset to offset his usual workaholic tendencies. After all, the purpose of their rooms is to help the side it’s assigned to, so if Logan’s room decided that being a kid is the thing he needs the most, then it must be true.

Roman doesn’t have any complaints. Of course he wouldn’t, because if this helps Logan and allows him to relieve stress, then Roman would support him no matter what anyway. But this is also literally the cutest thing he’s ever seen, and his small boyfriend is so trusting and sweet, and he already adores this version of his nerd.

Said nerd giggles happily along with what happens on the screen, kicks his feet up and down excitedly and gasps at the cool events portrayed in the children’s show, and Roman kinda wishes he could watch him forever. However he knows his time is limited, so Roman just wraps his arms around the side in his lap, cuddles his delighted boyfriend close, and nods along when Logan rambles on about the characters in the show. He seems excited to be able to share with someone, passionately talking in that high tone and prominent lisp about his favourite characters’ backstories, and Roman is completely enamoured with him. He can’t help but push back the hood of his onesie and press kisses to the crown of Logan’s head, soft brown hair falling easily over sparkling eyes.

It’s not exactly the kind of hug Roman was hoping to get out of this originally, but Roman finds that he loves and appreciates it just as much.

This is such a terrible idea. Roman shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t be all the way at the end of the hall standing in front of the bright green door. There’s a twinkie wrapper nailed to the center, and some sort of half-dried brown sludge dripping down the side, and Roman is already starting to regret this. What was he thinking? His brother hasn’t left his room in weeks, meaning he’s probably working on some crazy, grotesque project that he’ll likely just end up destroying anyway.

But there are already four boxes checked off, glittery red marks signifying their completion, and it wouldn’t make sense to quit now. After all, there’s only one more box, one more task, and it’s probably the hardest one out of all of them. The act of coming up to a side’s door in the middle of the night is starting to become very familiar, almost boring in a way. Where’s the drama, the pizzazz, the flair? Well, then again, this is Remus, so there’s sure to be something dramatic on the way.

Roman doesn’t bother knocking, just walks right in, and he’s wholly unsurprised by the state of his brother’s bedroom. Piles of trash reside in the corners, overflows from any surface it can. There’s a stack of mannequin limbs leaning against the wall, and Roman doesn’t even want to know what that’s for. The bed looks torn up, threads in the fabric frayed and split. There are stains on the walls, words written in pencil upon the discoloured wallpaper, nearly illegible with the messy scrawl. And in the middle of all of it sits Remus, cross-legged on the floor as he stares at the carpet with a completely blank expression. It’s so empty that it almost scares Roman, like there’s nothing behind those dark eyes. And then his counterpart notices Roman’s presence, shakes himself out of his stupour, and a familiar grin spreads across his face.

“Big bro! What’cha doing here? Thought y’a didn’t like my room. Isn’t it too gross and stinky for you?” Remus laughs, flinging a randomly conjured earthworm in his direction. Roman has to jump to the side to avoid it and narrowly misses stepping in a puddle of… something. He doesn’t really want to know what it is. Despite the revulsion Roman can feel at the state of his brother’s bedroom, his worry completely tramples everything else.

“No, I— stop throwing worms at me! I’m here because… well, I wanted to check on you. You’ve been here for a long time and I wanted to— to make sure you’re okay. You’re not hurt, are you?” Roman asks, neatly stepping over an old piece of chicken smashed into the carpet, and Remus’ gaze flashes with something bitter before returning to its usual bright, chaotic state. His smile never wavers, but it feels much faker than before, shows too many teeth.

“What do… whadda’ya mean? ‘f course I’m fine! I’m… I’m just playing with bugs, see?” Remus tells him, strained and spurious, and his brows pull in as he holds up a ladybug to show Roman. The latter of the two tilts his head in concern as he lowers himself to the ground in a patch of carpet unmarred by stain or rot. He wonders if it’s intentional. “Look, I conjured it myself! I mean, it’s— it’s probably not as good as yours are, but still!”

And even as Remus’ hand is dirty, even as he resides in a chamber of violence, the way he holds the ladybug is gentle, as if the small insect is a great treasure to him. Roman doesn’t miss the way Remus swallows and looks away, hunches his shoulders as if he’s prepared to be insulted and made fun of for his creation, and the familiarity of the action mirrored in Roman’s own psyche causes nausea to well up in his throat. He has Logan to calm him down with facts and rationality, Patton to give him compliments and affection, Virgil who knows just how to distract him when he’s feeling insecure about himself and his art. Remus doesn’t have that, and Roman knows that despite how much his brother can disturb him, he deserves compliments for his work too, even if said work isn’t necessarily Roman’s taste.

“It’s a very pretty ladybug, Remus,” Roman praises softly, an unusual reassurance as he lifts the ladybug up on the tip of his own finger. The red colour is a much deeper saturation than normal, and the distinction between black and white is extremely prominent, and Roman really isn’t lying when he says that it’s a good creation. The ladybug flutters its wings in tiny movements, sits picturesquely on his fingertip as Roman smiles kindly at it and then at his brother. And the way Remus looks up in wide-eyed shock, too stunned to pretend like everything’s okay, it sends a dagger of regret deep into Roman’s heart.

“Why?” Remus whispers, brows pulled together in a way that exposes his true inner turmoil. “Why are you here? Don’t you hate me? I go against everything you represent.”

“Remus, you’re my brother! I made a promise to be your shield, and I intend to keep it,” Roman replies fiercely, protective and striving to make amends. Remus’ mouth falls open at the reminder of the pact they had formed as children, the pinky promise acting as an unbreakable vow to always keep each other safe. “You may be my opposite, but that just means we gotta have each other’s backs! You’re the sword, I’m the shield, remember?”

The ladybug on Roman’s fingers jumps off and flies away, dashing out of sight and leaving the two brothers alone on the floor again. It takes a lot of courage to put away his discomfort, to remind himself of who Remus truly is, but Roman manages to find that bravery within himself as he pulls his counterpart into a meaningful hug. He can feel how rigid Remus is, how much he’s locked his limbs up in an attempt to not jostle their positions. “I don’t hate you. I could never hate my little brother.”

Roman will make sure that his brother’s shaking grip and quiet, fleeting tears stay a secret, just between them.

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// Me and this page are like Neville and his earmuffs...

I’ve been neglecting it like crazy...

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Gonna (try to) be much better moving forward... promise!!

ALSO: Updated Discord tag in my bio! BayleyNoFriends#4008

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redheadedramblings · 6 years

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Forbidden Love (oneshot)

Title: Forbidden Love (oneshot) Paring: Bucky x Asgardian Reader Request: (hi there! i wanted to send a request so the reader is Loki and Thor's sister and they are (especially Loki) protective over her so they are living with the team in Tower reader is in love with Bucky and Bucky feels the same they are secretly kind of together. One day Thor learns about it and gets angry but reader talks him not to tell Loki because he will be so angry and decides to tell him herself and in the end they accept it and everything goes well even if Loki is not compeletly sure about it. I'm sorry if its too complicated or terrible but i just love your writing much 💙) Requested by: @buckylaufeysonx Word count: 4008 warnings: none A/N : So this is my first request I have ever done! I hope its ok! Please let me know if you like it! Sorry its long! I went a little overboard with this one! Thank you @buckylaufeysonx for the request!

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The kitchen was your favorite place to be in the mornings. The warm sun shined though the windows and on your face as you sat at the table with a warm drink in your hand and a book in the other. The heat was engulfing your core and everything was so peaceful. You loved moments like these, it would remind you of your home. On Asgard you would sit on the balcony that led off your room and sit there for hours reading a book in the sun. Now that Asgard is gone, and your home destroyed, this is the closest thing you had. You were the youngest of Odin’s children, your two other brothers being Loki and Thor. You looked a lot like your mother, your hair was copper and always drawn up in curls. When you lost your parents your brothers became very protective of you, especially Loki. The two of you were very close to your mother and you reminded him so much of her that even though she was gone he felt like she lived though you. Sometimes his overprotectiveness would become a little overbearing at times, but you knew he had good intentions, he just couldn't lose you too. When Asgard fell you were took refuge on Earth where you were reunited with your brothers. Thor requested that you stay with the team at the tower since you had no where else to go. You have been living there for about a year now. You weren't much of a fighter, you were good at it but conquering lands and going on quests never interested you like it did Thor. You would rather stay home and lay around the house reading and learning. Adjusting to the human world was difficult at first, the culture shock was the worst part for you. You lived in the tower with most of the team, they were all nice to you and made sure you were comfortable. But you constantly felt alone, your brothers were there with you to keep you company but you often found yourself feeling lonely. You never really went on missions or assignments with the team, you would always stay back at base. When you did accompany them your brothers would never let you out of their sight or they would make you stay on the quinjet and wait for them to come back. You turned the page in your book and lifted up your hand and your mug gently dropped into your palm. Hearing footsteps walking down the hall your eyes stay glued to your book as you hear them enter. “Morning Dollface” You smiled and looked up to see Bucky leaning in the doorframe, arms crossed smiling at you. “Morning Sarge” you grinned. He walked over to you and pulled out a chair that was next to yours. “Whatcha reading?” he inquired. You closed the book and showed the cover to him. “I am reading the book you bought for me. I am almost done with it.” “The one I bought you a couple days ago?” “Yup” “Wow. You got though that fast.” “Well its a good read! I like it a lot and I couldn't put it down.” “I am glad you like it, its one of my favorites.” Bucky was always so kind to you. The first day you met him was the day you moved into the tower. You got lost on one of the floors trying to find your room when Bucky found you while he was walking back from the gym. He helped you find you way and the two of you instantly became friends. From then on the two of you were inseparable. You loved learning about him, he loved to tell you about his times growing up and the things he did back in the forties. He would talk and talk and you would listen to every word he said. In return you would tell him about Asgard, the magical realm that was once your home. You would show him some magic tricks and he would be absolutely amazed of what you could do. You don't know when in happened but some time along the way you fell for him. There was no one quite like Bucky Barnes and you had never met a man like him. He treated you differently and he loved you and acted like you were the most precious thing in the whole world. You smile at him and he looks at your empty mug in your hands. “Need a refill?” he asks pointing to your hand. “If you don't mind” You open your palm and the cup floated out of your hands and into his. He raised and eyebrow you and you just playfully shrugged it off. Walking to the kitchen he grabbed the coffee pot and poured the hot liquid into your cup and walked back in. “Here you are” he says handing it back to you. “Thank you kindly” you sip your drink. “So, I had a thought today.” “And what was your thought?” “I was thinking that you and I should go somewhere for dinner tonight? How does that sound?” he asks as his cheeks begin to turn and bright pink. You looked into his steel eyes and pretended to think for a moment. “I think, that is a wonderful thought. I would love to go to dinner with you.” you finally responded. “Great. I will swing over here and pick you up at seven?” “Sounds good!” you replied. He was about to open his mouth to speak again when you put your finger to your lips silencing him. “My brothers are here” you whispered. You both turned your heads to the door and in walked Thor and Loki. They were laughing at something stupid no doubt. “Y/N! You will never believe…..” Thor began but stopped when he saw Bucky standing next to you. “What are you doing in here?” Loki said sternly. You looked at your brothers and then back up at Bucky. Not waiting another fight to break out again you quickly intervened. “I will see you around Buck” you casually said giving Bucky a queue to leave. “Right” he breathed out and walked out of the room avoiding your brothers as he left. Thor and Loki stared him down until they could no longer hear his heavy footsteps. You just rolled your eyes and sighed. To say your brothers didn't like Bucky was an understatement. They really didn't like him and they didn't want you around him. Your brothers have always been protective of you since birth, you were the youngest and both of them have lost everything and you are all they had left. They didn't like him, they didn't trust him and sure as hell didn't want you around him. Although Bucky was Steve’s friend when they learned what Bucky used to be, and who he used to work for they made sure you kept away from him. You always had to make sure when you interacted with Bucky neither Thor or Loki were present. You didn't want another incident to occur like what happened last month. The boys had already made it very clear that you were not to be near Bucky or interact with him. One day you and Barnes were in the living room sitting on the couch laughing about a commercial you just saw on the television. Thor and Loki found you two and became livid when they realized that the two of you were alone in the same room. A fight ensued and you tried to stop it but there was no chance you could take on your brothers. Barnes didn't put up a fight for your sake, and you watched as he got the shit beaten out of him by two gods. Needless to say that Bucky couldn't move very well the next couple of days and you quickly learned your lesson. Loki looked at you and his glare of death quickly changed in a cheeky smiles as he walked over to you placing his hand on your head. “So how did my darling princess sleep last night, hm?” he inquired bending down kissing the top of your head. “Can you not be so hard on him?” you carefully asked setting your book down on the table. “The solider needs to know his place. You know how I feel about him being around you” “Loki, you promised me you would cause any more problems” “Problems? I am not causing any problems. I am simply looking out for my little sister. Isn't that right Thor?” You look behind Loki at your brother standing over a counter in the kitchen half expecting Thor to say something snappy but instead he just picks up a fruit from on the counter and began chomping away. Loki just looked at you and hummed while you rolled your eyes at him.

*** That night was perfect Bucky took you to a lovely little family owned restaurant that wasn't far from the tower. The two of you walked there holding hands for the first time. After dinner you took a stroll in the park and sat on a park bench and watched as the sun set behind the buildings. Walking back he held you near him with one arm around you holding you close to his body. It was the perfect night. The two of you crept back into the tower avoiding the normal hang out spots where your brothers would usually dwell. He escorted you back to your room and when you reached your door the two of you stopped and faced each other. “Thank you for taking me out tonight, I had a great time Buck. We should go out more often” you looked up at him. He looked down in embarrassment and took your hands with his. His metal hand felt cool to the touch and contrasted nicely with his flesh one. “Y/N” he shyly said. “Hm?” you looked into his eyes and they suddenly met yours. He looked you over and didn't say another word, instead he just leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. He pulled back for a second and you felt his body heat on your flesh. You gently grabbed his face with your hands and returned the kiss this time lingering a bit longer. When you finally pulled away from his your lips felt hot and you felt all the blood running to your cheeks. He let go of you and you leaned your back against the door. “See ya later Barnes” you bit your lip as he stepped back his hand still in yours. “Yea, see you later” he winked at you. He took a couple steps back and your hand fell from your grasp and you watched as he walked down the hallway. You stood there for a moment and rubbed your finger over your lips still able to feel his scruff on your skin. “So the Asgardian princess has fallen in love with the Winter Solider, is that it?” you hear a booming voice behind you. You gasp and whip around to see Thor standing at the end of the hallway staring at you. “Thor” you shiver as he walks up to you. “How long has this been going on for?” he sternly asks. “Thor…please” “How long?” his voice becomes deeper. “A while.” you whisper and look down at your feet. You grab the fabric of your dress and begin to fiddle with it. Thor growls and begins to walk down the hall. “No, Thor!” you run after him. “Where are you going?” you hesitantly ask. “I am going to go find Loki.” “No! Please Thor don't tell him! He will kill him! Pease Thor don't tell him! I will tell him myself, just please don’t do this!” You step in front of him making him stop in his tracks. “Please.” you voice cracks. “Not yet” He is silent for a second. You could tell he was thinking it over in his head. “Fine” he says sternly. “But you are going to tell him the first chance you get” his voice goes a bit softer but you could tell he was still upset. He doesn’t say another word to you and just walks away.

***

“So what are we dealing with here?” Tony asks Steve as you peer around the conference room. The Avengers had called an emergency meeting in the middle of the night and you were called in to join. “About forty five minutes ago a small village right outside of Moscow was attacked. We don't know who they are but from what we have heard they are heavily armed.” Steve began. “They wiped out a small town leaving no survivors” “Hydra?” Bucky carefully spoke up from across the room. “We aren’t sure. But we need to act fast or a lot more of innocent people are going to get killed. We are leaving shortly, everyone suit up.” You peer over at Bucky and he looks at you for a split second and then quickly exists the room. Steve walks over to you while you stand next to your brothers. “Y/N, I want you to come on this mission with us. I think it will be a good experience for you knowing whats its like out there in the field.” “No.” Thor harshly said. “She isn't coming with us.” “Thor…” You turned to face your older brother. “…I will stay close I promise. Just let me help on this one alright?” you pleaded. “Y/N, if we let you go you have to do everything we say is that clear?” Loki speaks up. “Yes, I understand” you nodded “Alright, meet you guys down at the flight deck in a few minutes.” Steve informs all of you as he walks away.

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The ride in the quinjet was the most awkward one you have ever sat in. This was the first mission you went on since your brothers got in a fight with Bucky. You were nestled in between your brothers as the team discussed the mission details around you. Bucky sat on the opposite side of the jet occasionally stealing a glance up at you which he was met with two gods staring him down. When the jet landed Steve gave the orders and the team sprang into action. You watched as Bucky looked back at you before leaving and you gave him a nod before he disappeared into the forest. Your brothers began to walk down the platform of the quinjet and you began to follow when Loki abruptly turned around putting his hand up stopping you in your tracks. “You are staying here.” he says pointing to the ground. “What?” you said in disbelief. “But Steve said…” “I know what Captain Freedom said, but you are staying here and thats final.” You look over to Thor but he just hums out in agreement. “Stay here until we get back. We shouldn’t be too long” Thor says gripping his hammer tightly. You sigh and watch your brothers leave. Alone again. Hours passed and the only think you could hear where the sounds of echoing gun shots in the distance. You sat there on a bench in the cabin of the ship listening to the mumbles of the Avengers over the com system. Bucky never talked unless he absolutely had to, but when you hear his voice your ears always perked up. Laying on the bench you played with your hair looping your fingers though one of your curls when you suddenly heard some twigs snapping outside the ship. You slowly sat up and looked down the open hatch of the jet. Waiting for a moment you listened for the sound again when this time you heard a loaded snapping sound and some footsteps following it. You picked up the communication device on your belt and held it up. “Hey guys, are any of you back at the quinjet yet?” you asked. “No. Negative Y/N. We are all about a mile away from your position.” Steve answers first. “Y/N, is something wrong?” you hear Bucky’s voice come though. “Something no right. I’m not alone. There is someone here” you take a few steps back. The air suddenly begins to feel cold and you feel goosebumps up your arms. You begin to hear a wave of different voices coming though, your brothers tell you to stay put and wait for them. Loki voice sounds nervous and out of breath. You just look out into the darkness and place your hand on your sword. “I’m on my way Y/N just hang tight alright?” you hear Bucky say. Before you can respond something leaps out of the dark and tackles you to the ground. You scream and the com falls out of your hand and is crushed when a boot breaks it. You try to get up but a hand grabs you from behind and throws you to the side. You roll down the platform and land on the cold dirt of forest. Jumping up you look around and see that you are surrounded by men in masks, all in tactical gear, aiming their guns at you. You reached down at your belt and pulled out your small sword and sprung at them. You moved with grace as you cut all of them down one by one. Although they out numbered you, they were no match for an Asgardian like yourself. You were trained by your brothers growing up. They trained you in the combat of war and you could definitely hold your own when a challenge arose. Moving from one assailant to another your speed and agility was unmatched and before long they all lay on the first floor grunting in pain. You never liked to kill anyone, only if it were absolutely necessary you would just make sure that they hurt really bad after you were done with them. Walking over the bodied of the men you pointed your sword at the last one standing there with his rifle pointed at you. You clicked your tongue and straightened you posture and held up your blood covered sword. “Kneel and I will show you mercy” You spoke firmly to him. But before you would get any more words in you were suddenly blasted back by a sudden force and slammed into a tree. Laying on the floor the man walked up to you and lifted you up by the hair, looking up at him you smirked and you disappeared in his fingers. He turned around and you walked out from behind a tree unscathed. “You fell for a mere illusion my friend, you didn't think I saw your friend with that blaster sitting behind the tree?” you laughed tossing the body to the side. You smiled quickly faded when you began to hear him laugh under his mask. It wasn't an ordinary laugh, it was wet and frightening sending fear into you. You stomach suddenly turned and you looked around to see bodies of the men begin to light up a beep. Bombs. The beeping began to get faster and louder and the mans laughing became deeper. Hearing your name being called you spun your head around to see Bucky running toward you. He grabbed you and jumped and you both landed on the ground in a heap while bombs exploded behind you. You rolled on the ground, Bucky’s legs entangled with yours. “Are you alright?” You hear him yell as you slowly sit up. “I’m alright” you wince feeling a cut on your cheek. He begins to help you up when suddenly he screams out in pain and bullets begin to fly at the two of you. He pulls to close to him and shields you from them and you squeeze your eyes shut. All of the sudden the world seems to stand still. When you open your eyes you are on the ground and Loki is holding you in his arms. Incoherent voices ring through your ears and you see Bucky laying motionless on the ground in front of you. Thor is kneeling over him checking with Steve at his side. Loki turns your face to him and your eyes burn from the flames. “Help him!” you hear yourself scream. “Please!” You grab your brother by the collar and hold on for dear life. Loki looks at you, fear written all over his face. “You need to help him!” You try to squirm out of his grasp but your whole body aches and you whimper in pain. Loki hooks his arms around you and hot tears run down your face as you see the rest of the team through your blurry eyes.

***

“Can I see him now?” “Yes, he should be conscious” Dr. Cho smiles. Pushing open the door of the hospital room you walk in and see Bucky laying in a bed. He has his chest wrapped up and some IVs in his arms. His skin looks a bit off colored and he has a lovely brown bruise on the side of his forehead. You trot over to the side of the bed and pull up the stool and sit yourself down. Reaching over to his hand you take hold of it and loop your fingers though his. “Hn, I was wondering when you would show up.” Bucky purred. “Sorry I kept you waiting.” you replied squeezing his hand a bit tighter. He opened his eyes and looked at you, tracing every inch of your face. “How are you feeling?” you asked the obvious. “Well, not as bad as you think. I was wearing a vest but a couple still managed to nick me… How are you?” he asked quickly referring back to you. He was more concerned about your heath than his own. “I’m alright. I was just worried sick about you.” You smiled hiding the fact that just a few hours earlier you were crying in your room while Bucky was in surgery. “You don't have to worry anymore. I’m alright.” Bucky’s eyes darted from yours and he looked away from you and his eyes widen and you heard his breath hitch. You turn and look at the door to see Loki standing there with his arms crossed watching the two of you. A awkward since fell over the room and Bucky propped himself up in the bed. “Hey…Listen…” Bucky began hesitantly. “I just want to thank you for saving my sisters life.” Loki interrupted him. Your eyebrows shot up and you were taken by surprise by your brothers sudden tone. “I am going to be frank with you Barnes, I do not particularly like you, nor have I ever liked you” “Loki” You scolded. He just held his hand up, silencing you. “Be that as it may, I do feel as though we got off on the wrong foot. Since you saved Y/N, I am willing to try and start over with you, and possibly become friends.” Bucky nodded his head at him in agreement and gave him a genuine smile. “But if you ever hurt her or break her heart, just know that I won’t be far away and I will rip your heart out of your chest with my bare hands.” Loki smugly added. Bucky’s smiles faded and he gulped and you just bursted out laughing. “Y/N, I will see you later. Good day Mr. Barnes” You looked at your brother and smiled at him and he shot you a wink. He then put his hands behind his back and slowly walked out of the room leaving the two of you alone. “Wow, no pressure there, hu?” Bucky laughed. “Of course not!” you giggled. You just moved in closer to him and wrapped you arms around his neck. He leaned in and pressed his forehead to your and closed his eyes. “I love you princess” he whispered to you. “I love you too, solider"

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