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Name: Helmut J.(Jerit) Zemo

Meaning of Name: Helmut: heil ("healthy") or hiltja ("battle"), and the second from muot ("spirit, mind, mood"), Jerit: It creates an aggressive and independent nature, one with big ambitions, giving you salesmanship and promotional ability combined with excellent business judgment to gain the accumulation to which you feel entitled “ "just", Zemo: Makes you quick-minded with the result that you are never at a loss for words. When you are feeling relaxed and cheerful, you can be very charming and able to say just the right thing to compliment or inspire someone. You prefer to negotiate rather than fight

Nickname/Alias(s): Phoenix, Baron Zemo, Citizen V, John Watkins III, Iron Cross, Mark Evanier, Theo Broussard, James Barnes, Herr Müller, Doctor, Psychiatrist, Fake Doctor, Aufseher Menz, Helmy, Baron, Jim, Sock-Head, Leper, Muse, Colonel, Sir

Age: 30

Birthday/Place/Time: September 2, Leipzig, Germany, 1991

Species/Nationality: Human, German,

Accent: Yes

Language spoken: German, English, Ukrainian, Urdu, Ilocano, Dutch, Persian, Swedish, Somali, French, Turkmen, Russian,

Powers/Skills:

Energy Blast

Energy Manipulation

Flight

Gadgets

Genetic Manipulation

Gravity Manipulation

Peak Human Intelligence/Enhanced

Leadership Intuition

Longevity

Marksmanship

Peak Human Accuracy/Enhanced

Enhanced Gunmanship

Intangibility(While being a ghost?)

Possession (Through his mind being trasferred)

Powerful Objects

Peak Human Stealth/Enhanced

Enhanced Swordsmanship

Enhanced Unarmed Combat

Weapon Proficiency

Science Intuition

Tactical Analysis

Tactical Genius

Peak Human Strength/Supernatural

Peak Human Speed/Supernatural

Peak Human Agility/Supernatural

Weaknesses/Illness/Allergies: Missing Limb: Zemo lost his hand in a battle with Punisher and wears bandages around his arm as a result, Nerve damage from being burned/melted in glue, Various other issues from this incident, Degradation of mental stability from this incident, as well as from a childhood with his father and his fathers actions toward others in front of him,

Pet: None

Occupation: Commander of an elite paramilitary tactical unit,Terrorist, Ruler of Bagalia, 13th Baron of Zeulniz, adventurer, Mastermind, Would-be world savior with world conquest inclinations; Former professional criminal, Leader of Thunderbolts, Assassin, Engineer, Wealthy criminal entrepreneur,

Faceclaim: Daniel Brühl

Description: Blue eyes (Alt: Brown), Blond hair (Alt: Brown), Helmut's face has in the past been disfigured, looking like molten wax, and incinerated, faint scars over his body, and at the tips of his fingers, Scar on his throat from an attack in child from another child his age, An array of other scars from other incidents, Such as being shot to protect Captain America,

Outfit/Accessories/Jewelry: Mask, Bulletproof Vest, Winter Soldier Book, Possesses the Moonstones, Smith & Wesson 6906, Desert Eagle Mark VII, Taurus PT100, Revolver, IWI Masada, CZ P-10, Steyr M9-A1, 12 Gauge Double Barreled Shotgun, AK-103, Bucky Barnes' List, Super Soldier Serum(Vial), Helmut Zemo's Private Jet, 1968 Pontiac Firebird, Royal Talon Fighter, Mechanical hand he keeps hidden/disguised, Baron Zemo's Suit, Adhesive X, Baron Zemo's Sword, Zemo makes use of much of the same devices invented by his father, including particle, formula, and adhesive X, as well as his dad's disintegrator gun and anti-psychic headband. In close-combat, he prefers an Adamantium sword. He also makes use of various energy weapons and mind-control devices,

Height: 5′ 7-9″

Weight: 130

Body Build: Athletic/Lean/Toned

Backstory/Background:

Past

Helmut Zemo was born into barony, in Germany in 1991. To parents, the elderly Heinrich and his wife Hilda. He was the only child of the two. Being slated to become the 13th Baron Zemo, and being an only child, Helmut's childhood, from an outward glance appeared to many to be a relatively easy and normal one. As a young boy he had developed certain interests in quite a few fields in which he would use in his actions later on in life. One being, an interest in acrobatics. Which his father had not approved of. His father was not a kind man overall. Often trying to treat Helmut like a miniature version of himself. Though, Helmut, awed by and loving of his father had tried his best to at least mind his father and not try to take too much of what his father would say in his personal interests to heart. Despite some despairing comments and harsh believes Heinrich did in his own way love Helmut, to a certain degree. His mother however, was much colder toward her son. Hilda would often strike Helmut if she did not get exactly what she desired out of him.

Both his parents were often prone to hitting him in order to communicate to him their disapproval and desire for him to adhere more to their own ways rather than veer on a different path. As A Zemo he had his whole life more or less completely laid out in front of him from the moment he was born. The fact that his parents were, by others, considered to be sick or twisted had never even been a thought in his mind at such a young and innocent age. Walking in on his fathers work and the degree in which he had displayed cruelty became something that Helmut would attribute to just being his father. At some point while growing up, Hilda dies and Heinrich is left to raise Helmut on his own. Though his father soon started showing just how unstable he had started to become. Then one day Heinrich left, abandoning Helmut at their estate. Raised by the staff through the next several years of his life, Helmut kept with his studies and lived life as a normal every day person. Who just so happened to be rich, and a bit royal.

As a young boy still Helmut grew up fascinated by heroes, one in particular being Captain America. As his own father had been distance, only keeping in bare minimum contact with him, Helmut had often been spoiled by his estate and those put in charge of taking care of him. With his family's bad reputation, even as a child, Helmut was feared. Not because the small boy was capable of bringing anyone who upset him harm, as much as Heinrich had the potential to make any one of them suffer. Helmut only would ever see his father on 'special occasions' he would say. Often meeting many other villains in his childhood and becoming friends with them or close in some manner or another. At one point he had been running around playing with one of the wait staff in his families Castle when he had suddenly run into the man known as Red Skull, Heinrich had not been far behind and grabbed Helmut, pulling him away and giving him a shake before starting to curse him out. Only for Red Skull to seemingly take an interest in the young child.

After this meeting, Helmut had felt slightly terrified by some of the other visitors to the castle he had called his home. Many of them enjoying teasing or taunting him. Or saying something horrid. Except for Red Skull, who, was more or less grooming the young boy, for a future leader of Hydra. Much of the reason for some of the teasing was that on some of these days Helmut would be in the meeting hall with his father, talking of super heroes he had read about recently. Heinrich would often say something about the hero in question that would make Helmut feel put off by the comment. But still loving of his father he took it all in stride, giving a shrug before he would run off to enjoy a play date with other children that would be brought with those who came to the castle. Then one day his father had returned home for a brief time. An incident had happened to Heinrich which had left him with a mask clued onto his face. For many days Helmut would stand outside his fathers room listening to the older man screaming in agony.

He found it to be unbearable, for the most part, listening to it day in and day out. Then, when Heinrich would finally be at ease and start to rest Helmut would often pay his visit. Talking with his father about how he would hope the other would get well soon and that maybe they could do an activity together. Heinrich would never reply in words, but in agonized groans. Which only upset Helmut more than he would admit. Then, after weeks of recovering, Heinrich had finally showed his face. Seeing the mask that had stuck to his fathers face scared the young Helmut, enough that upon seeing his father he would turn and run away from the other before they could make him stick around. After some time Heinrich once again left, however. Abandoning Helmut yet again and moved to South America from then on, till the time he had died. After this incident no more villains came to visit, and Helmut was one more left to his own devices. He would go to school and come home and hang out with his friends. That was his life.

Most of his friends were often their because he was rich and his family was well known in Germany for their barony and of course, nefarious activities. Helmut however remained a mannered young man. But would often at times dip into some manipulative behavior. As he had a fascination with how the human mind worked. For the most part these acts of his and tests were mostly harmless. That was until on day while pointing out a boys need for attention because his mother was an abusive alcoholic and his father was a druggie who was sent to jail for murder and that the boy would never be able to achieve anything outside of those prospects in his own life, the boy retaliated by cutting Helmut's throat open with a previously concealed pocket knife. After this near brush with death Helmut had decided to lay off analyzing real life people at that point in time. Though he did put his focuses on his acrobatics and engineering. Two things he thoroughly enjoyed for the most part. Despite being teased for his acrobatics.

When leaving the hospital and returning back to his private school Helmut noticed the boy who had attacked him had disappeared. Though thought nothing off it, until years later. As he grew older Helmut developed a crush on a girl in his grade named Heike. She was the first to approach him, taking notice of his observing her. Asking him out on a date, he agreed. So, he and Heike became boyfriend and girlfriend. Helmut was often the more submissive, in appearance anyway, of the two. As he would rather sit back and observe and Heike would rather initiate things. Their first kiss, she had initiated after dragging him out to watch a sport she was interested in. Helmut and Heike stayed with one another until they graduated when Heike had told Helmut she had wished to marry him. Helmut agreed. In the following months the two prepared their wedding, while Helmut also prepared to go to college. Heike had decided to take the year off, to find herself. Within a year of their graduating the two were married and starting their life together.

Helmut got into studying engineering at the college of his choice. As well, he had been, as a baron, consigned to the army. Moving to base Helmut had his hands full with a wife and school. Though he had proved to be adept in his training and balanced it well with his courses. A year after they were married Heike told Helmut she was expecting. Helmut was nervous at first. Though as the months went by he grew to accept this new event in his life, often talking with Heike about what to name the boy. As well, talking of how they would raise their son. Though training and school work soon entirely consumed Helmut. He was rarely seen at home leading up to the birth of his son, Helmuth. Though had managed to arrive home from a mission in time to see the birth of his son. Promising Heike he would never miss it, not for anything. Making due on his promise and letting Heike rest Helmut named their son, and held him for the first time, in awe of what he had created. It reminded him however, of his father. It had been years since he had even heard from the other.

For a week or so the family got settled. But soon enough Helmut was again sent out to another mission by the army. Out near where he had last his father to have been Helmut went AWOL for a short time from his band to go visit his father in his stronghold. While he was there he only got to briefly meet with his father, before needing to had back to camp. Days after his visit however, a report came in to his team that Heinrich had been killed by Captain America. Frozen for a moment, he felt the eyes of his team land on him. He hid his rage well enough. But as he continued to conduct missions with his team, his rage began slipping out against those he had been sent to hunt down. Eventually Helmut started to invest more into his fathers own footsteps. Taking on an alias for a brief period known as The Phoenix, Helmut goes on to capture Captain America, on his own. Condemning super soldiers for what Captain America had done, he had sought to get revenge against the one that was the face of them, all in the name of getting revenge for his fathers death.

However, his plans failed to fight against both Captan America and The Falcon, ultimately he presumably fell into a vat of substance known as Adhesive X, which had been created by, no one other, than his own father. Thought to be dead, Helmut had at this time escaped arrest and soon emerged from the Adhesive X, disfigured entirely. After this point, consumed in his anger still he went back to lick his wounds, covering his face with his trademark purple mask. When asked about it he told his team it was a piece of equipment he was trying out. However, when his wife asked about it, he could not lie to her. Angered by her husbands reckless and stupid behavior she chastised him and promised she loved him and not just for his face when he insecurely asked if she hated the way he had looked. Helmut, despite her answer, set out to find a way to fix what had been done to his skin. Eventually finding away to cut off the damaged skin and heal naturally with some experimentation's he conducted on himself. He was able to fully correct his appearance back to it's original self.

Still dawning the mask however, even years later, Helmut was soon approached by a much older Red Skull who told Helmut that he had been dying. But that he wants to destroy Captain America before that happens. Recruiting Helmut into helping him out, of course the Baron agrees, still angered by what happened with his father and wanting revenge. It is in this team up that Helmut also learns that Red Skull is not happy to have only had a daughter that would inherit his empire. The team Red Skull put together does end up kidnapping, torturing, and tormenting Captain America's friends. Though he also has several of the villains fight over who will take Leadership of Hydra when he is gone at this time as well. In a battle wiht Mother Superior it is made to look as though Helmut has been killed by her, Red Skull goes Sike and tells Mother Superior he never planned for his daughter to be leader of Hydra. Then announces to Helmut that ever since he met the young boy he had put into motion Helmut’s succession as Leader of Hydra.

Though Helmut tries to reject this appointment, having gotten a sufficient revenge for the most part. As he realizes that his father was not a very good man, himself. Leaving Mother Superior and Red Skull then he returns back to his duties with the army. Joining his squad once more, taking the mask off and leaving it tucked away until he needed it next. The following years Helmut stuck to commanding a paramilitary tactical unit and working as an engineer. Supporting his family, Helmut eventually graduated and was able to spend more time with his wife and son. For the most part he ignored all the super hero nonsense outside of his missions. For a time his life was what he would have called, perfect. If not for an incident happening. One that would ultimately change his course entirely. While visiting one of his families old estates in the Nation of Sokovia, Helmut had been out with his wife and son. Needing to go take care of some things nearby.

However, before he was able to leave his son stopped him, holding onto him tightly and asking about a light in the sky. Looking over toward the situation that was unfolding in the nearby city of Novi Grad, he grinned a bit before glancing back down toward his young son and telling him that it was Iron Man and that he was probably protecting the people of Novi Grad from a very bad man. Then, saying his goodbyes for the moment to his son and wife, he promised them he would return soon enough. Then set out to join his task force on their mission in Sokovia. Believing his family to be safe in the estate Helmut thought nothing of it as he left to help defend Sokovia that day. However, this would have been the last time he would ever see his son and wife alive again. The destruction that had followed the Avengers battle with Ultron had left what remained of Novi Grad an absolute wasteland. Two days after the battle, Helmut managed to finally pick through most of the rubble of his estate. Still not being able to contact his wife and son, of course.

Not until those two days later when he would find their bodies in the rubble, confirming what he had feared the most, they had been killed. Enraged, Helmut began to hate the Avengers and decided to get revenge on them for their 'disregard of innocent lives'. Vowing to disband them entirely. Though, being just a mere human he had to control his anger and and plan accordingly. So he did. His meticulous planning would lead him to one Vasily Karpove, who had been a leader of the Winter Soldier Program. As well as a member of Hydra. Seeing the man as inconsequential, Helmut dispatched the other and after torturing Karpov, found the Winter Soldier Book in Karpov's Hydra files. Before then demanding more files on the assassination of Maria and Howard Starks assassination in 1991. You know, politely. After getting the information he needs he uses it to frame Bucky Barnes for the bombing of Wakandan King, T'Chaka. Making sure this event lined up with the signing of Sokovia Accords, as well. Then, luring Theo Broussard to his hotel, he murders the man and steals his identity.

Soon he came face to face with Bucky Barnes, who had been by then, captured and placed in the Joint Counter Terrorist Centre Building. Posing as Broussard he was aware he was being watched by others at the centre. He deceptively managed to evaluate Bucky's mind while waiting for the signal to continue on with the next stage of his plans. When the power for the building eventually went off, which cut power to the cameras watching them as well, Helmut quickly made the move to conduct the next part of his plans. This being, the reactivation of Bucky’s Winter Soldier Programing by Hydra. With Bucky under his control and now free from his confinements he asked of the mission report to Howard Stark’s death. Having gotten the information, as well as that of the remaining Winter Soldiers he intended to use in his plans, next, Helmut sends Bucky to go distracts anyone who attempted to stop him before he got into a helicopter and escaped, knowing that his exist would prove his involvement in the death of T'Chaka and bombing would be used as evidence against him.

As Bucky is off obeying his orders, Helmut feigns having been attacked by Bucky, for his cover to work. However, Captain America and Falcon confront him while Bucky is distracted. With Steve questioning him about what happened, Helmut says his famous line of 'Wanting to see an Empire Fall.' And all the fangirl’s wet themselves forevermore. Anyway, Steve plans to take Helmut into custody but before he could Bucky enters the scene once more and attacks Steve and Sam. Curious after Steve is thrown down an elevator shaft, Helmut looks to see if the fall killed Steve. His old childhood fascinations rekindling briefly in awe of what he managed to see... Though he was unable to observe too long as Sam had once more come to and started chasing him as he fled. Though he had eventually managed to escape Sam.

Arriving in Siberia it appears as though Helmut has planned to awaken the five remaining winter soldiers of the program, that had up till then in a cryostasis, and left that way. With little motivation needed, he listened to the voice of his dead wife, via a voice message on his phone. To remind him what he was doing all these things for. Making another call he set up the hotel to find Theo's body the next morning and to allow for his true identity to be known, thus having them follow him. Which he would then enact the final part of his plans. Soon he arrives at the Hydra facility where the soldiers have been kept. Helmut then waited for Steve and Bucky to arrive, as he had waited he killed the five soldiers by shooting them in the head. Before then sealing himself in a room to wait for the others to arrive. As Tony, Steve, and Bucky finally decided to show up, Helmut had to be dramatic and show them what he had done. As he was questioned about his actions Helmut revealed to Steve that he had planned this for a year.

In that year Helmut had studied everything about them all. Especially him. Then he flirts with Steve a bit by commenting on the green in Steve’s blue eyes being a flaw. Steve quickly came to the conclusion that Helmut was part of the incident in Sokovia in some way. Bringing up then that this was some sort of revenge, for him. As the first time Helmut and Steve had met, Helmut had been wearing his mask and going by a different alias at the time. Steve had no idea of his past connection to Helmut aside from the awareness that he had killed Helmut’s father. Helmut revealed that, even before The Avengers, Sokovia was a failed state. Then he reveals his reason for being their was because of a promise. Then informed Steve that because of The Avengers, he had lost everyone he lost everyone he cared about. Then he gives a speech as he puts the video he had on, talking of empires can only be completely destroyed from within. After Tony sees the video he then attacks Bucky, and Steve tries to stop them.

As the three fought one another Helmut stealthily escapes the bunker he was hiding behind in the scuffle and made his way outside to wait for the battle between the two factions to come to it's conclusion. Content with the current outcome however he again listens to his wife's voice via voicemail, one last time. Then he deletes it, ready to die. However, he is distracted when T'Challa finds him. The two talk about what he did to T'Chaka and how it almost misguided T'Challa. Despite T'Challa attempts, however, Helmut resigns to try and shoot himself, only for T'Challa to stop him just in time, an subdue Helmut. Now arrested Helmut is charged for his crimes against the Avengers and was himself placed in confinement where he is mocked and taunted by Everett Ross. With threats of electrocution if he so much as spoke too loudly in protest. When asked how he felt about his plans failing Helmut shot back with a "Did it?" For a time Helmut remained in confinement. But had managed to get free of this by the help of other villains.

Once he has been freed, he once again takes up his mask and starts a group called Masters of Evil. Nothing much eventful happens during this time, mostly just more fighting with random heroes and even The Avengers and more specifically, Captain America. This period ends with Helmut trying to attack Captain America and missing, ultimately falling off a roof. After a couple months of recovering from this incident and slipping some more into madness. Helmut starts to become obsessed with bringing his dead wife and son back to life. Which leads him to ally with others once more, in a quest to collect pieces of something called a Bloodstone. Which apparently has the ability to bring the dead back to life. However. Captain America yet again gets between him and his goals, at least half way through. As Helmut is about to raise his dead son back from the dead before he can complete the task he is interrupted and his son reverts back to being dead. As well, still too weakened and greatly injured from his fall off the mansion, Helmut is too weak to try again.

Again, he joins up with his Masters of Evil bros and again starts doing crime and fighting The Avengers and anyone else who gets in his way. He also starts another team while still running his old one, called The Thunderbolts. Taking on the new identity of Citizen V. With the Thunderbolts Helmut tried to gain the worlds trust so that he could then take it over. But, the people liked the team so much that Helmut and everyone else in the team actually started liking being heroes. Though when the old Heroes inevitably returned from the Onslaught crisis, Helmut also leaked everyone's former Villain identity's to the world. Which made them all have to escape to space and help him still try and take over the world. Because why not, why the fuck not just ruin shit for fun. Clearly these are early signs of Helmut's fall into complete madness, the like of which are probably the same as his father and fathers father, before him. Though, shocker, The Thunderbolts weren't cool with any of this and rebelled against Helmut which forced him to go into hiding.

There, in hiding, Helmut started to plot revenge on his former team. Who were at that point trying to win back humanity's favor and trust by actually being heroes, what a bunch of losers, right? Helmut thought so. However! Helmut didn't have much time to think about any of that because Captain America came to ruin his revenge yet again. Then, being killed by the Scourge, Helmet's mind was transferred over to a bio-moden so you can see, Helmut's a very busy bee. Even if you know, it wanton killing of him to make him to some alien thing or whatever. Where he is then made to be John Watkins the third, who is the grandson of whoever in the fuck the original Citizen V is. Now in his new body, Helmut went back to playing his Citizen V alias yet again. Shit happens, we got fights, we got everything you could ever want. Even Helmut’s consciousness being removed from John, oop. He's now in a tech-pack...?!?

Soon his min is transferred into an AU version of himself, who is using the Alias of Iron Cross. Now, back in a body, Helmut again takes leadership of the Thunderbolts, the ones from the AU, not the mains verse ones. Okay? Then he lost leadership...Some shit happens. Hawkeye becomes leader of it. Some more shit happens. A lot of other shit happens. He's leader of the Thunderbolts again. Then he tried to take over the world gain. This time however it's because he wants to save it? He's clearly just falling deeper and deeper into madness. A teammate of his goes a bit berserk and in an attempt to protect Captain America, he gets blasted by the teammate. After this Helmut leaves the team and takes the Moonstone's twin alien gems, two artifacts great power. Only to again show back up, fuck around and find out. Fuck up some shit between other factions of heroes, Harass some of the new Thunderbolts. Though he did some good. He stopped Genis-Vell after his powers went out of wack. Of course, he's also the reason they went bonkers, anyway, Helmut decided death was better for Genis.

Then he seemingly saves the world from an alien threat. Fought the cosmic powers of the twin gemstones he stole earlier. Then he dies while saving the world. Or seemingly so. But is actually sent back into the past to see that...holy shit, all his ancestor’s are kind of the fucking worst. Though he manages to finally return back to his time. Only changing...well, probably a lot of the future honestly, by this trip. But Helmut learned a lot in the centuries he traveled around in, watching his family members throughout them. Even got in a fight with his own father in the past about his bullshit. Heinrich very nearly killed Helmut but the little devil, he escapes in the nick of time back to the present time. Upon his arrival he was created by a cousin, distant cousin, who was planning on killing him. Though the little coward couldn't go through with it so decided he should die instead. Helmut stopped him though. When asked why Helmut had stopped him from killing himself, Helmut told Wendell that too much Zemo blood had been spelt.

Helmut then invited his cousin to be in evils with him and to fight by his side so that he could prove a point. It's definitely not slipping farther into madness. Not one bit. Some more shit happens. Not too much happens for a hot minute. Still disguised with his ever present mask, Helmut runs into Bucky Barnes, who is now the new Captain America. Annoyed by this turn of events Helmut attacks Bucky because he's 'ruining his fathers legacy' or some nonsense. The man has clearly lost all sense of reality. He recruits some people to help him. He then injures Falcon. Before sending Jurgen to attack Bucky while he's at the hospital, being drugged by nanites that was slipped into a martini of his. Bucky, you are having TOO much fun, calm down. Soon enough the nanites are neutralized however. Then Helmut leaked to everyone like the gossip girl that he is "Hey! HEY everyone, this Captain America's a PHONY! It's actually, BUCKY BARNES. The Winter Soldier. BOOO!". His makes Bucky have to face Helmut face to face in a battle.

Some more crazy and wild shit happens. Helmut ultimately wins the fight against Bucky. Who is then put on trial for his crimes by the government. Helmut’s not done yet, because he's lost his ever loving mind of course. He does all kinds of fucked up crazy ass shit for a minute. Even so much as learning about some Fear God his father was fucking around with in Egypt. With another villain Helmut tries to find some hammer but this partner ends up shooting Helmut's teleportation device and steals his ship, stranding him in the desert. He then does this whole villainy speech about his partner having made a new enemy of him. That's cute...anyway! He then goes after Hawkeye for a minute. Be we don't care. Congrats to Hawkeye on the mentor and brother. But we don't have TIME for that. Helmut again has to get revenge on Captain America, now Stever Rogers again. So he's just going to do that. WE already know what's going to happen. NOT much. Not much happens at all. Except for Helmut seems to die in an explosion, but everyone is not convinced as much.

Some time after the explosion Helmut wakes up with amnesia and has no clue who he once was. He is now residing in the town of Pleasantville (Hill? who gives a fuck.). Where everyone is so nice! So nice until you k--Ahem. Anyway. He knows something wrong with this place. When he tries to escape but finds he is unable. That is because he has been in a coma for several months, now. Since the explosion. As well, he has been returned back to his prison cell in Germany. There he waits out the remains couple of years, recovering from his vegetative state(And placed in a simulation with the help of SHIELD in an attempt to ‘REFORM’ him, along with other criminals who are also trapped in the simulation). Still having little to no memories returning to him outside of most of his life before starting his latest stints into villainy. This has left him a bit more withdrawn and more like his former self. Helmut hears news about The Snap in his cell, But other than this he knows nothing of what is going on outside of his prison walls.

Present

((THE FALCON AND WINTERS SOLDIER SPOILERS HAPPEN AT THIS POINT. I’m NOT TAGGING THEM OR PUTTING THEM UNDER A READ MORE, if you don’t want to see them SKILL Till next DOUBLE BRACKETS! THIS has been your warning. TFATWS Spoilers))

That is until the day Bucky comes to visit him. Testing Bucky, He repeats the phrases from the book, to see if they still work. Finding out that they do not he takes note of this change with the other as they explain as much, then revealed he had already known about it.

Continuing his observations Helmut eyes Bucky closely, still seeing a bit of his former self inside. Soon, the subject is changed, though Helmut tells Bucky about how he had the pleasure of being frozen during most of his captivity. While he did not. When Bucky says his time wasn't pleasant, Helmut offers an apology for framing Bucky. Which seem to be nothing more than manipulation on Helmut’s part. But it's not. The two then stage his break out from the prison and after this Sam and Bucky start arguing about him being free. Helmut again tries to apologize, but in turn also yelled at. So he just smiles and watches the two quietly, letting them both finish their little fits with each other. Once they finally get down to business Helmut takes them both on a fancy trip in his to his fancy estate where he picks up some of his things. Including a mask that was the same as the one he had lost in the explosion years before. Which Bucky and Sam make the connection to with a some what small time villain they faced in the past. Helmut and Sam have a bit of a chat about what Helmut plans to do. Then they all fuck off and clown around for a bit.

At some point they finally get around to actually very nearly completing the mission when John Walker shows up and cuffs him. Moments later he breaks free and goes to find the serums that Karli's group plans to use for their nefarious deeds. Helmut can't have none of that though. So, injuring Karli and knocking the vials over, Helmut realizes exactly what he's knocked over and starts smashing the vials, gleefully. However, he does manages to procure one secretly. As he is smashing the others, though John interrupts him, hurling Captain America's shield into the side of his head, knocking him the fuck out and thankfully not killing little Helmy. Unconscious, he is taken back to the safe house where his head wound is taken care off. Though for the most part, Helmut is out of commission. But not completely put out that he doesn't continue drinking, because why stay sober when you’re going to be locked up for life, am I right? He had been getting pretty much tipsy the entire mission with Sam and Bucky always bickering and being pricks to him. He needed him some drinkies in order to deal with....all ...of that.

While in the middle of his latest attempt to drown out all that's happened since the deaths of his wife and son, John Walker comes barging in and demands him to be handed over. Helmut remains quiet, though is getting a bit fed up with being treated like everyone's new chew toy. Not long after that the Dora Milaje show up and they all start getting in a fight. Taking something to drink Helmut sees this as an out and fucking leaves, bye, you dumb motherfuckers. After this Helmut gets away for a bit and manages to go back to Sokovia, contemplating yet again, killing himself. But by now, all that raw anger he had felt before had faded into a numbness that left him nothing more than cold. Helmut, realizing that Bucky has finally come for him goes on to admit that he forgives Bucky, and that he's marked his name out of Bucky's list. Then he is soon escorted away by Ayo and the others to be taken to RAFT. Where they all would hope he would spend the rest of his days.

En route to Raft on the Wakandan ship that’s transporting, with the Dora Milaje making sure he makes no escape, Helmut is chained and remains cuffed, to the ship as a means to keep the average human man from doing anything. Though, part way through the escort the ship was attacked, by an entity powerful enough to tear right through the whole of the ship, despite it’s being built taught, destroying it’s engines. Which then nose dived into the vast ocean around them. Rendering the craft entirely useless and sinking. As water flooded into the cabin, Ayo had a decison to make. Staring at the secured down Helmut, she decided to abandon the fastly sinking aircraft, keeping the chained Helmut there to die. With a disguesed look on her face saying “The world isn’t going to miss another evil white man”. Taking her injured warriors then they fled the ship. Soon being rescued afterword, but having lost the location of their aircraft they decided to regroup.

((Spoilers Stop Here, now back to just making shit up!))

As the ocean waters started to overtake the ship Helmut quickly worked at freeing himself from his confines, removing each cuff that kept him secured to the ship hastily and, then digging through his pockets he found the hidden vial of serum he had secured earlier. Thinking about injecting it for a moment, he decides against it, instead just swallowing the vial in it’s entirety to keep it from falling into anyone else’s hands, and in some scant hope that he could get out of the sinking airship. Diving down he tried to swim out of the hole that was made. But continued to be pushed back. Running out of space and air Helmut soon enough lapsed back into a fit of desperation and madness. Ultimately resulting in his disillusioned final attempts to get free of drowning to death, scratching at the interior of the ship, till his fingers were raw and the water was flooding over his head, filling out any remains of space and air in the cabin.

Several months later the aircraft was finally recovered, along with Helmut’s body. Which was transfered to a facility. As it had not decayed in a way they had imagined it to have done. Most of it had remained, paled in death, but intact. He looked as though he had just been alive, if not for being cold and stiff in death. As well as the nibble marks that had marred his body where his bones could be seen. A few tests were run on his corpse to find that a foreign chemical had been coming off Helmut’s skin. That chemical being the very same thing that he had used years before to heal his disfigured, melted skin. Kept on ice none the less Helmut remained in this blacksight facility for several years, being a subject of experiments and tests, before his body was stolen.

Months after his boy was taken from the unknown facility, Helmut was revived and healed of his injuries. Struck however by another bout of amnesia, Helmut spends the months following this regaining his memories yet again. As he also realizes who has brought him back to life. Hydra, wishing once again to make him their new leader. To bring back their ‘greatness’ once again. Starting to decline Helmut is threatened, and subsequently comes to realize that as easily as one of them could bring him back to life, they could easily end it as well. In the past he would have, of course, chosen death. But with his being revived he thinks back to yet again bringing his wife and son back to life. With proof that it can be done, Helmut agrees to lead Hydra, for now. Even if that means their life would be tethered to anothers, in the end. Like his was now.

Wearing his iconic mask once again, Helmut expertly becomes the new leader of the reformed HYDRA. Though, in apparently slips of madness he has HYDRA do petty crimes and missions they are ultimately doomed to fail, in fighting against The Avengers, in order to keep HYDRA in is current state from manifesting once more into it’s old ways that were close to another faction in the history books. Helmut is deemed an effective but questionable leader by the rest of HYDRA who at times thinks he’s planning for them to fail in their endeavors to take over the world and spread evil. Though Helmut’s scheme’s always seem like they might work, overall. Helmut is however, not always pretending he’s going insane. As he is gradually losing parts of his sanity and going mad, dealing with the New HYDRA and it’s members.

This is shows more definitely after he and Captain America have a battle with one another, yet again. Coming face to face. The two battle near a vat of Helmut’s Adhesive X. When Steve throws his shield at the glass container, it busts open, and the Adhesive X spills onto Helmut’s mask, gluing it to his face, as it had done so to his father all those years before. Injured, Helmut retreats to his HYDRA Base.

Future

Fails to revive his son and wife. Falls deeper into his madness. Finally is freed from the tether that keeps him alive, without dying himself. Is arrested and sentenced to life in prison. Which isn’t very long because he gets killed for being annoying. By mutant. OR Maybe. Who knows. What happened to the vial you ask!? Flashbacks. Multiple choice. WHO KNOWS! Choose your own adventure, with Helmut Zemo!!~

(Work In Progress)

Personality: Zemo Personality Stats

Vengeful, Hateful, Cold, Stiff, Calculating, Leaderly, Strict, Polite, Well mannered, Condemnatory, Amoral, Disruptive, Flamboyant, Manipulative, Observant, Intuitive, Brilliant, Planful, Relentless, Violent, Apologetic, Sympathetic, Suicidal, Determined, Extreme, Patient, Intense, Destructive, Loving, Respectful, Mellow, Grateful, Honorable, Playful, Teasing, Well-wishing, Conscientious, Focused, Moderate, Forgiving, Reverential, Intelligent, Challenging, Hypnotic, Neutral, Complex, Unceremonious, Ambitious, Restrained, Cute, Stoiid, Solitary, Confused, Faithless, Unstable, Obsessive, Decadent, Noble,

Quirks/Savvies/Other: Master Tactician, Master Hacker, Slowed aging, Genius level-intellect, Expert Engineer, Thief, Multilingualism, College graduate, Base of Operations: Tower Zemo, Bagalia City, Bagalia; formerly Mount Charteris, Colorado; Castle Zemo, Leipzig, Germany; Castle Zemo, Sierra Madre Oriental mountains, Mexico; Skull House, New York, Can’t decided whether to be good or bad, Definitely just fucking around with his leadership of Hydra, Aristocratic,

Likes: Fencing, Engineering, Acrobatics, Learning things, Analyzing people, Stalking people, Fanboying, Stucky, Culture, Tea, some Drinkies (glug glug motherfuckers, help him), Playing mind games, Physiological warfare, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Being a problem. Knowing all the facts, Slipping away during an argument, Coming up with plots, Fucking with members of Hydra and the Avengers and so and such alike, Playing up his decline into madness, His mask, A particular coat, Just straight up fucking up plans, and ruining Winter Soldiers, Smashing serums with glee, Just being a fucking problem, Heike, Helmuth, Being a Baron, Being rich, His fancy cars, Art, Other things rich people are want to enjoy, Music (who doesn’t though.), Glamping, Pretending to be someone he’s not, Photography, Film noir, Painting, Saxophone,

Dislikes: The Avangers, Captain America (Any, Captain America, he’s not picky), Hydra, Super Soldiers, Tea being spilled or as the case would be THROWN, Having a metal shield lobbed at his fucking head, Being in prison, Rugged action heroes, Bad movies, Squids, Plush animals, Television comedies, Modern art, Skeletons, Chick flicks, Magical girls, Hair styling, Baseball, Bow ties, Rats,

Fears: The loss of his family (Oop), Drowning, Being trapped,

Personality Tests: ISTJ-A, The Reformer (Type 1, Dominant), The Helper (Type 2, Wing), The Investigator (Type 5, third), Chaotic Good/Evil/Neutral, Sanguine/Phlegmatic, Hufflepuff, Slytherpuff, Thunderbird, Wampus/Horned Serpent, Phoenix patronus, ENTP-A/INTJ-A/, Melancholic [Dominant], 1w9, Neutral(Evil/Good), Gryffindor,

Other: Virgo, Tropes,

Parent(s):

-> Father: Heinrich Zemo (Deceased, 12th Baron Zemo)

-> Mother: Hilda Zemo (Deceased)

Sibling(s): None

Wife: Heike Zemo (Baroness, reportedly deceased),

Children: Helmuth Carl Zemo (Deceased), The Kinder (25 Children Heike and Helmut ‘Adopted’.),

Relatives: Wendell Volker (Distant Cousin), Harbin Zemo (The 1st Baron Zemo who was around in 1480), Hademar Zemo (The 2nd Baron Zemo, son of Harbin Zemo and the greediest of the Zemos. He was killed by the guards (acting under Heller Zemo's orders) at his inauguration.), Heller Zemo (The 3rd Baron Zemo, son of Hademar Zemo and the most progressive of the Zemos.), Herbert Zemo (The 4th Baron Zemo, son of Heller Zemo. He was assassinated by his own generals.), Helmuth Zemo (The 5th Baron Zemo, son of Herbert Zemo. He was assassinated by a time-displaced Helmut Zemo.), Hackett Zemo (The 6th Baron Zemo, son of Helmuth Zemo.), Hartwig Zemo (The 7th Baron Zemo, son of Hackett Zemo), Hilliard Zemo - The 8th Baron Zemo, son of Hartwig Zemo.), Hoffman Zemo (The 9th Baron Zemo, son of Hilliard Zemo.), Hobart Zemo (The 10th Baron Zemo, son of Hoffman Zemo.), Herman Zemo (The 11th Baron Zemo, son of Hobart Zemo. Active during WWI.)

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Seo Changbin// Sugar and nuts (and a little bit of spice)

Stray Kids Christmas Series

Scenario: (Inspired by ‘the Nutcracker’) Everybody knows the story about Eric and Clara, yet no one seemed to be talking about Changbin and Y/n who were the ones who put up the real fight against those who try to ruin Christmas for decades. What happens when Y/n gets sucked into the world where the palace walls are made of candy canes and the water is sugar sweet? Genre: Fluff/ angst Tropes: Strangers to lovers | The Nutcracker!AU Pairing: Nutcracker!Seo Changbin X Sugar Plum Fairy!Reader Word count: 11,3K (I tried to keep it short as well what is happening to me-) Warning: abandonment, death, themes of depression

You searched for you keys in your purse as you were about to close the café you worked at. You were lucky that it wasn’t the worst job in the world. Yes, some customers were a pain in your ass. Yes, impatient customers could walk off a cliff for your care.

Heavy sighs were let out by you as you made your way to your apartment. Yet again you were on the search for your keys in your purse that seemed to be bottomless. You made a mental note to yourself to tidy up your back in the future as you entered your place. You were greeted by your cat Milo who purred loudly when he saw you. He ran up to you and started to rub himself onto your leg, leaving many white hairs behind. Making you groan slightly. “No, these were my only good pair of jeans.” You whined as you scratched behind your kitten’s ears.

You dropped your bag down on dropped yourself on your couch.

Living along wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Not having a family to go to when you felt lonely was a different story. Your family had left you in an orphan when you were young. Through the years you had finished school and become an adult and there was no one who wanted to adopt you. You had always wondered why your parents gave you away. You went on a long search and eventually found out through one of the caretakers at the orphanage that your parents were both terribly ill and that they needed all the money to take care of each other, they didn’t wanted to pain you with the burden of taking care of them at such a young age. The same caretaker who told you about this, took you to the cemetery where they were buried together. They hadn’t won the battle against the terrible illness and sadly passed away.

Your heart felt heavy since that day, but there was a certain weight lifted of your shoulders, since you understood that your parents didn’t had a better choice. The caretaker made sure that you knew that they wanted the best for you.

Yet you also wondered why nobody wanted to adopt you. Was it really you? You were always well-behaved and kind to others. Eventually you just gave up and let it be. You started to not care anymore and you focussed yourself on what mattered, which was yourself.

Now years later, you had your own apartment. It wasn’t too big but it was spacious enough for you and your cat to live in. You sooner enough realised that there wasn’t any more food left in the fridge. You groaned to yourself once more and got back on your sore feet. You petted your cat and told him you would be right back. Through the cold and the snow you made your way to the convenience store. You grabbed everything you needed like cat food and of course food for yourself. It was the day before Christmas after all. It wasn’t unusual for you anymore to spend Christmas alone. For a short period of your life you had some close friends who you would spend moments like these with, but they also let you eventually, leaving you all alone all over again.

You thanked the cashier and politely wished him a merry Christmas before entering the cold again. You decided to take a different route back home, since it was already dark and you weren’t feeling like getting kidnapped or dragged into a dark alley by someone. You made your way past some stores and you noticed an unfamiliar store with antiques. ‘Must be new.’ You thought to yourself as you looked through the display. You looked at the opening hours and noticed that they were still open, so you decided to make your way in, you hadn’t had anything better to do anyway that night.

You were greeted by a sweet old lady who instantly made your day, just a kind smile was enough. “What can I do for you dear?” She asked as your eyes scanned the store curiously. “Nothing yet ma’am, I would like to take a look around.” You said formally. “Of course child! Go ahead! I will be closing in an hour though, my husband is waiting for me at home with ‘bulgogi’.” She chirped, which made you smile to yourself.

After looking around for fifteen minutes, you noticed a small diamond necklace. The pendant necklace seemed to be a medallion and you jumped slightly when you heard the woman speak up behind you. “This is a very special necklace. It is rumoured to be found in an unknown castle hundreds of years ago in the west. It has been traded with throughout the years and it eventually made its way here to Seoul. And in my store.”

“I would like to buy it.” The words made the woman lighten up and she rushed to the pay desk.

You paid the nice lady and then quickly walked back to your apartment. You gave your cat a treat as soon as you set your bags down. You were curious about the necklace and put it one. “A nice Christmas gift from me to me.” You sang as you admired the jewel hanging around your neck. “Does it look good Milo?” You asked him and giggling when he meowed happily in respond. You saw the decoration box still sitting on the ground. You hadn’t had time to finish decorating your house, because works was claiming all your time. You opened it and carefully got out the nutcracker which you heritage from your parents. You vaguely remembered them gifting you this at your last Christmas together as a family. It was the last thing you got left from them and you cherished it dearly.

You placed it on the electric fireplace so you could look at it. The nutcracker wore a blue attire and had a wooden sword that matched the other wooden materials. It was really pretty and you always loved having it around the Christmas days, but the little wooden man seems a little different this time. It might have been the tiredness getting to your brain, but you could swear that you saw a glistering in the wooden eyes of the figurine.

After you were done finishing up the decoration, you went to take a hot shower that was well-deserved. You were in the shower when you suddenly heard something crash loudly and clatter onto the ground. You shrugged it off and began your night routine. When you entered the living room you noticed Milo staring at you with guilt visible in his eyes. “What did you do?” You asked him carefully and he meowed sadly at you. You looked into the living room and noticed that your nutcracker had been knocked off the fireplace. You rushed to the figurine and it pained your heart to see it broken on the ground. You gathered its arm and the rest of its body and laid it on the table so you could fix him.

You cot a fabric lint and some glue to patch him back up. You wrapped the lint around him as if he had a broken arm, which he did but you know what I mean, to support the ‘healing process. Better known as the time of the glue drying. You left the figurine laying on the coffee table in front of you, so you could keep an eye on it as you sat on the couch with you cat besides you, as you watched a movie. After a while you began to sunk down into the couch and ended up in a laying position with your cat using your chest as pillows. And before the two of you knew it, you fell asleep with the TV still softly playing in the background.

The clock strikes midnight soon after and the sky was clear and the stars were bright. One of the stars popped out of his places and floated his way down to the city with a glistening trail following behind him. The sparkle of light seemed to have a destination and your apartment seemed to be that place. It stopped in front of your window and bumped against it a couple of times, it seemed not to know how to enter your place. It noticed the Christmas lights still being on that were spun around the small Christmas tree you owned. The light formed itself from its star form and transformed into the lights inside. The plan seemed to work

It went back to its magical sparkling form and curiously floated from spot to spot. It looked at Milo questioning, tilting its light body slightly. It rubbed it body over Milo softly, petting him and making the white cat purr in content. The light then hopped from Milo to the nutcracker and touched it lightly, leaving the figurine sparkling. The light then started to notice the medallion around your neck and made its way to it. He did the same thing to your necklace that it did with the nutcracker before floating again. It started to spin around the room frantically, forming a circle light in the air. Until it shot up and shattered into sparks that filled the entire room with a glistering star rain.

You woke up from something clattering against the ground, like earlier that night. But it seemed like it wasn’t Milo since he was still sound asleep on you. You looked around in shock and just guessed that you dreamed it. Suddenly Milo jumped off your chest and started to hiss at the air. You tried to grab him but he seemed terrified almost. You looked at what he was looking at and you noticed a small creature running on the ground. You yelped and ran around the house to look for something to catch it with, since you didn’t wanted rat guts all over your apartment floor. When you found a little box and a paper to trap him in you tried chasing it. Suddenly the creature turned around and started to run towards you and as you panicked you slammed it away from you.

‘What the fuck is happening?’ You asked yourself as you breathed heavily. As you looked around you saw your lights flickering and things shimmering in the corner of your eye. It seemed like glitter had filled the air, but you weren’t sure what was going on. You focused your attention back down to the creature on the ground, it looked up to you with red eyes and stood on his feet out of nowhere. “What the fuck.” You gasped as you rubbed your eyes, not knowing if this was a dream or not.

When you opened your eyes you noticed the red-eyed creature holding something in his hand. You felt a little dizzy and the room started to look bigger and bigger. You looked at the ground and it came closer and closer, you heard Milo meow at you and you turned to him and he seemed to be getting bigger ang bigger as well. Or was it you shrinking? ‘No, it can’t be.’ You tried to convince yourself. The rat in front of you now seemed to be the same size of you and the more you looked at it, you noticed that it carried a sword around its middle.

“Not so though now, are you little girl.” The rat suddenly voiced, making you feel terrified. He whipped out his sword and pointed it against you. “Where is he?” “Who are you talking about.” “Don’t play dumb with me child. I know you’re hiding him somewhere.” “Sir- thing- I don’t know what you’re talking about-“ “I don’t have time for this.” The rat growled before he pulled his sword back and stepped forward to pierce the weapon through you. You thought this would be the end and so did the rat, but when you didn’t feel anything you opened your eyes and you noticed a pink transparent shield-like light in front of you. You looked at the sword that the rat held, he stared at you silently as he had an angry look rested on his face, it was completely bend and it didn’t seem like it had touched you in any way.

He almost seemed frozen in time and after a while you started to believe he was. You was about to move, when suddenly a booming voice scared you.

‘United at last. Those who wear the necklace of bravery shall carry it to the palace and return the necklace to the Sugar plum fairy, who shall lift the curse of evil and bring peace and an end to the never-ending winter era of the kingdom of Maney. The carrier must protect it whilst they return it to their rightful owner.’ The voice spoke loudly through the room, making Milo run away scared.

As soon as the voice faded away everything had its movements back and you quickly stepped out of the way from being pierced to death. The rat growled and grunted as he tried to attack you again, but you got into position and fought back. You threw a hit against its nose and he started to squeak as he grabbed the painful part of his body, trying to rub off the pain. When the pain apparently had faded a little he was about to reattack. He had you in his grip as he used his tail in his advance, he was about to make his move when suddenly, he seemed to be frozen again in time. This time you didn’t see the pink shield protecting you, instead you looked down and saw something pierced through the creature.

Sooner enough it fell down and someone behind him was revealed to you. “Nutcracker?” You asked in confusion. “Hi, Y/n.” He simply said in a deep voice. “Wait you know my name- that shouldn’t concern me right now I remember. What the fuck is going on? Why am I talking to you? Are you alive? What’s happening?” You frantically panted as you still tried to take in the whole situation. “We really don’t have much time, all I know is that you’re chosen and that we need to get going.” The wooden man stresses as he grabbed your hand and was about to take you somewhere as you ran across the floor of your now huge apartment.

“Wait- I don’t know you! I don’t know where you’re taking me and you still didn’t tell me what’s going on?” You yelled in pure frustration. In the mean time you cat had creeped up behind you and started to protect you from the nutcracker. Even though Milo hissed loudly at the nutcracker, the wooden man somehow calmed your cat down and started to purr at the man. You were a little shocked, especially when the nutcracker climbed on top of your cat. “What are you-“ You were cut off by growls and screams that were coming towards you. “Trust me.” A familiar glister was seen in the nutcracker’s eyes, you hesitated for a second, but you also didn’t wanted to die right there and then. So, you took his hand and he smoothly raised you on top of your cat’s back.

You saw the rats coming your way and you held onto Milo’s name tag to stay on him as he wiped out the rats below you. You suddenly heard more screaming and you saw your Christmas tree shaking as the angels and little men climbed down. There were no words to describe this madness as Milo run around, hissing at almost everything he saw. Suddenly he stopped at a wall and wiped out some more bad rats and he bend down, letting you and the nutcracker slide off him. “C’mon, through here!” The nutcracker yelled as he ran towards the mousehole in your wall. “Wait? I have holes? What about Milo-“ “He will be fine! The rats won’t stand a chance!” You took one more look at Milo who actually seemed fine, before you ran after the wooden man into the unknown.

A bright light blurred your vision as you ran after the nutcracker. You tried to protect your eyes from the lights before you bumped into the hard frame of the nutcracker who had stopped moving out of nowhere. You stumbled back and fell down and you felt something sharp stuck on your robe. It was a shard of one of your fallen Christmas baubles. You quickly grabbed it and defended yourself with is when the nutcracker had turned around. “Where have you taken me-“ “Y/n calm down-“ “Tell me-“ You were cut off by yourself as you looked at the view in awe that was in front of you.

There was a frozen lake with a white frame of snow around it. The weather wasn’t cold, even though it seemed like it. The sky was a dark blue shade and the white snow contrasted beautifully with it. The air smelled sweet and you shot a confused look towards the nutcracker because of it. “Welcome in the Kingdom of Maney, where the world is made of deliciousness.” The wooden man said. “Wow, it’s amazing here.” “I know and I will tell you more sooner, but right now we have to hide from those rodents if you want to live.” The nutcracker grabbed you by the hand and lead you to a big tree. He pulled a brand and you heard something unlock. A robe fell down and he helped you climb up. Sooner enough the two of you heard the rats rushing around and yelling that they were on the look for you.

When they were gone you let out a sigh, since you held in your breath when they inspected the tree. They couldn’t see you fortunately. There was a platform made and it was covered with leaves and branches to camouflage the hiding spot.

You sat down with a sigh and stared at the nutcracker, waiting for the answer. “So where are we.” “Like I told you, we’re in the kingdom of Maney.” “The kingdom of what?” “The kingdom of Maney. Maney is a Persian name that means ‘eternity’ or literally “One who stays forever. The kingdom was once named by our great king after he saved it from everything that was evil. He named these grounds ‘Maney’ because of the one he loved the most and he wanted to stay here forever.”

“So what happened to the kingdom?” You asked. “Years ago, maybe even a hundred, the king’s daughter became greedy and ignorant. She was bad for the kingdom’s being since she took everything from the poor. A rumour said that one day a suspicious looking man went to the princess to make a negotiation. His lands were in need of food and he offered her a mysterious and rare bottle that contained magic. The princess was about to agree with the offer but she saw the creatures face. She had insulted it in disgust and it took revenge on her by wiping her out, in that way also taking over the palace and following the kingdom as well. And so we ended up in this icy war.” The nutcracker explained. “This sounds an awful lot like the nutcracker story, with Clara and Eric.” You whispered to yourself. “Funny that you mention them actually, because the so-called Christmas story is real.”

“Wait, in the story wasn’t the curse lifted at the end of the story?” “That’s what the people made out of it, in reality Clara had betrayed Eric, who had just transformed back into his human form. Clara wasn’t as brave as everyone thought and she had made a confidential deal with the rat king, who eventually exposed her to the villagers. They were then never seen again. So, the curse never was lifted.” He said in a sad tone. “Wow, Eric must’ve been devastated.” “He was, he couldn’t believe that she would betray him, only because she wanted to go home. He thought that he had kept her well and safe.” “You seem to know a lot about him.” “Yes, I knew him before he disappeared. Well, I met him briefly one time, but I can’t remember it. Ever since I came to this universe, I can’t remember things well.” He admitted.

“This universe? You’re meaning to tell me that you’re actually not from here?” “Well, I’m not sure where I come from. I just know that I haven’t always been here.” “Have you always been like this? A Nutcracker?” “A Nutcracker? Oh, yeah. I also forgot to introduce myself. My name Is Changbin, the Nutcracker I guess.” He chuckled as he stood up.

“We need to get moving, there is a place where we will be safe. We’ll need the help of my friends to finish this task.” Changbin said, whilst opening a secret opening in the tree. There was a backpack hidden there and he slung it over his shoulder. He helped you onto your feet before pulling you close. “Hold on tight.” He whispered as he had wrapped his arm around you. You clung onto his jacket as you suddenly fell down. Changbin landed safely onto his feet as you, in the meantime had wrapped your legs around his waist, which was actually quite tiny compared to his broad shoulders.

Your heart fluttered a little the action and you tried to get it together as you and Changbin started to travel. “So, can you explain to me why I’m here?” “The medallion you’re wearing is one of the reasons. The medallion choses someone who seems worthy of ‘Peyvand’. The one who is united and brave they say will safe us all. She’s also called the sugar plum fairy, you might now the name form the stories about Clara and Eric.” Changbin explains as the two of you kept walking.

You looked down at your necklace, you knew that there was something about this necklace that was special.

“There were a lot of people who have tried to defeat the rat king, but none of them were worthy enough. We have been living in this icy world ever since.” Changbin added. “Why me?” You asked Changbin, feeling scared. “I never know why someone is chosen, you just are unfortunately dragged into this mess.” Changbin sighed. “What happened to the other’s who have failed?” You asked Changbin carefully. “Do you really want to know?” He asked in responds. “Yes.” “They faded into the distance and never returned to the light of day.” He muttered with a heavy chest.

He turned to you to look for a reaction, but there was non to find. “Y/n, I know-“ “I’m fine with that.” You blurted out shocking Changbin. Through the years of him leading people to the castle he had never met someone like you. “What do you mean?” “I mean, I don’t know if you know me, but I don’t have anything to live for. My job sucks, I have no family. If I die, I wouldn’t care honestly.” You said in all honest. Changbin looked at you with a worried expression on his face. Even though it was stiff because of the wood, you saw the horror in his eyes. “I promise to stay with you through every fight.”

Usually when people promise you to stay with you, you wouldn’t believe them, but a certain tone that laid on Changbin’s voice as he said it fluttered your heart rapidly. It made you a little emotional, but you sucked it up and went on with the unknown journey with Changbin by your side.

As you kept walking, what felt like hours after a while, you started to feel a little overwhelmed. You didn’t know how to find that fairy Changbin had told you about and what you would have to do when you confronted the rat king. Your mind was clouded and your heart was racing. Changbin didn’t seem like the talkative type so you kept your thoughts to yourself. He noticed you breath quicken and assumed that you were cold, since you were walking around in a nightgown and a robe. He took off the fluffy jacket that he was wearing and that you were too familiar with. Changbin was your nutcracker after all.

“Thanks.” You whispered. “No problem. I think we should make a camp for the night, we’ll have to travel some more in the morning, but I bet that you’re tired it has been a long night after all.” He states in his deep voice as he started to walk towards a cave in the distance.

When you arrived Changbin took out a blanket and a pillow for you to sit on and to keep you warm. It was getting night after all. You noticed the longer you stayed in the kingdom or Maney, the colder you got. “Your body is getting used to our universe, I’ll go get some wood to make a fire. Stay here, I’ll be back.” “I can come and help you.” You said whilst standing up. “No, you don’t- “Yes, I do, you’re hurt remember?” Changbin looked at you confused and then remembered his arm. “It’s fine.” He tried to say. “No it’s not, you and I both know that regular paper glue won’t do the job to a ‘figurine’ like you.” “What do you mean a ‘figurine like me’?” Changbin asks with a soft chuckle. “You really think that I have more nutcrackers who are alive- wait no don’t answer that.” You laughed before you and Changbin went on the search for wood. You sooner enough found some dead branches, that turned out to be liquorice.

“Is everything in this world made of candy?” “Almost everything, the people who here live aren’t obviously, but most of the land is. It used to be even more beautiful, but as you can guess the rats have ruined everything.”

Right now you were sitting with Changbin in a cave, a small fire keeping you warm whilst you sat under a blanket with a piece of bread in your hands. “Don’t you want some bread? Aren’t you cold?” You asked him as you handed him the bread. “I’m made of wood, I can’t feel warmth or cold, but thank you.” He said.

Later you started to yawn and you began to lay down on the cold floor. You hugged the blanket tightly and curled yourself into a ball near the fire. Changbin saw and he felt like doing something about it. Usually, when he had to lead the carrier of the medallion, he let him or her be. He wanted to get his job done and be disappointed over and over again, yet you seemed different. The fact that you didn’t mind dying set him to think. He was unconscious when not in this state of being. He was now free to walk around and to think. He had no idea how long he had been like this, a nutcracker, but he was sure that he hadn’t always been a wooden figurine.

Changbin saw you asleep, shivering from the cold floor underneath you. Changbin got on his feet and he carefully snaked his arms under you. You woke up from the sudden movements, but you were too tired to protest. With you in his arms, still the blanket around you, he laid down on his back and laid you on his chest. He was cold as well, but much warmer than the frozen ground. He laid the pillow back under your head before you made yourself comfortable. “I might not be very soft, but I’m a lot warmer than that freezing floor.” Changbin whispered. You hummed in content before you closed your eyes and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning you had woken up early. Leaving Changbin alone in the cave. When you, carefully, went outside you noticed a frozen lake and you were curious so you went to take a look. When Changbin woke up and he didn’t felt you asleep on his chest he shot up and frantically looked for you in the cave, only to hear you squealing outside. He hurried his way outside covering his eyes from the low sun as he looked at you slide around on the icy lake.

“Y/n! Please be careful!” Changbin stressed as he saw you slip over the ice. You were too busy laughing and moving over the ice to hear him. When you saw him you smiled brightly and told him to come and join you. He hesitated at first but your smile did something to him that made him feel like melting and joined you. He carefully stepped onto the ice and slid his way to you. He started laughing as he tried to chase you. The two of you had a great time and eventually took one another’s hands to twirl over the ice. What you both didn’t notice, was a little spy eyeing the both of you.

The white mouse had hidden itself behind a bush, blending beneficially with the snow. It spun its bow and arrow and aimed it to the ice where the two of you were sliding on. Sooner enough the arrow shot through the air and it landed into the ice, cracking it forcefully in process. You and Changbin stopped your movements in shock when you hear something crack and before you knew it the ice broke under Changbin’s feet and he sunk down immediately. You panicked and frantically made your way to him, carefully though so that you wouldn’t fall into the ice-cold water. You saw Changbin frantically waving as he tried to keep himself above water, you grabbed his good hand and tried to keep him above water.

“Save yourself and travel to the east, you will meet my friends and they will help you find the fairy.” Changbin coughed as he tried to swim up. You were struggling to keep him above water and you started to cry in pain. You were cold and battling to keep Changbin as much out of the water as you could. “I’m not leaving you behind!” You yelled as you tried to pull him out, making you squeal in fear as you almost slipped into the water with him. Right now you were on your tummy, still holding onto him as if you were rose and he was jack from the titanic.

“You are the chosen one, you need to keep the medallion save and bring it to the fairy!” He cries in stress as he wanted you to stop crying and just let him be. “I’m not leaving you!” “I’ll be fine Y/n, let go.” “I’m not letting another person leave me like that.” You cried.

Changbin’s strength was quickly weakened by the freezing temperature of the water he was frantically swimming in, sooner enough he lost all of his strength and he let himself sink. You tried to keep him above water, trying to keep hooked on your arm that was under his armpit. He held him tightly, but you too were feeling tired. All of the sudden, your mind had seemed to go blank and you let yourself slide into the water, following Changbin. When you were entirely in the water your medallion started to light up without the two of you knowing.

The murderous mouse watched in shock how the lake lightened up in a bright pink light, a big crash was heard and the ice seemed to crack, even brighter light beams seemed to break through and it blinded the mouse, making him look away from the scene. When it looked back, he saw that the entire ice was ruined and that the light had disappeared as well. He had no idea where you two had gone too, but he wanted to assume that you two were wiped out like he was assigned to do.

In the meantime as the mouse tried to escape from the crime scene, you and Changbin were somehow on the edge of the lake, both laying completely drenched in the snow. Changbin was the one who woke up first, he breathed deeply, but unsteady as he tried to recap what just had happened. He looked around and remembered being under water one second, he didn’t know how he got on land, but the only thing that mattered to him right now was that you were in danger.

You laid next to him, the necklace you wore around your neck was suspiciously glistering, but he shoved that idea to the back of his head as the most important thing to him right now was that you might had water in your lungs. Changbin wasn’t sure what to do. He had never been in a situation like this before, he tried to perform CPR on you, but it didn’t seem to work. He started to bring you in his lap and he was about to weep, he was stressed and he couldn’t lose you. You woke up in his embrace whilst coughing up some water that didn’t belong in your body. When you caught your breath you simply looked up to him and took his hand. “Thank you.” You whispered. “I should be the one thanking you, you saved my life.” Changbin muttered back. “I meant for staying.” “Always.”

You and Changbin dried yourselves up with the blanket you still had laying at the campfire before the two of you got going again.

On the way, there were more traps and people who bothered the two of you on your way. You saw that Changbin was getting annoyed and you tried to calm him down. “This has never happened before, they never attacked us, why would they now?” He asked himself. You couldn’t give him an answer but you knew that it was going to be a hectic day.

You were growing tired and Changbin had noticed. He knew that you both still had about a five-kilometre journey. When he stopped out of nowhere to put down stuff you thought that he wanted to camp for the night, instead he handed you the gear and told you to wear it. You wanted to whine, but you felt bad for him because they must’ve been heavy. When you put the back on and was about to keep on walking, you were stopped by Changbin who stopped right in front of you. “What are you doing?” You asked him whilst chuckling. “Let me carry you, I know you’re tired.” He says. “No-“ “I don’t take no for an answer, you saved my life, I’m going to take care of you now.” “You’ve done that the whole trip, what do you- Changbin!” You squealed at the end when he easily swept you off your feet and onto his back. You were about to protest but he had a tight grip onto your legs as he kept walking. You would sigh and rest your head on his shoulder as he walked for the both of you now.

You had no idea what kind of an effect on him, but it made him wonder how you managed to do it. The years he had spend as a wooden figure, he had never felt this many emotions or this strong. He could physically feel his chest tightening at you contact.

About an hour had passed and you woke up on something soft and comfortable. You thought that you were on your couch in your apartment and that this whole situation was a weird dream, but when you stretched your body you felt something unfamiliar above you. Your head shot up, making you feel dizzy in process. You looked around and saw that you had found yourself in an unfamiliar room. The room was filled with weapon and other fighting equipment. You were very confused and you just wanted Changbin by your side.

You called out his name as you put on your shoes and your robe. You found yourself in a random house and you didn’t know where to go. You decided to make your way down stairs and you could hear people talking. You looked some things that you could easily grab if you needed to defend yourself before you listened to them speaking. “Are you sure?” A male voice asked. “I don’t know, she’s different from the other’s that I have led through this. Besides, the rats were actually attacking this time, the other times they seemed more held back?” You heard Changbin say. “Maybe they were tired of their little game and wanted to spice things up?” A different, yet another male voice said. “If the rats were trying to mess with us, they would’ve plundered us like they usually do. They’re up to something this time.”

You hadn’t noticed but you had accidently revealed yourself to the group of boys as you tried to take a sneak peek at them. When they noticed you staring you yelped quickly and went to grab the sword that was hung on the wall. “Y/n-“ “Stay back! I’m not afraid to use it!” You yelled to a freckled guy. “Y/n it’s okay, these are the friends that I’ve told you about.” Changbin said as he quickly made its way to you. You looked at the other guys in suspicion, they seemed ‘normal’ compared to Changbin, they had a weird vibe to them, but it might just feel like that because you woke up in a stranger’s bed. “So, you’re the famous Y/n Changbin has been talking about.” Another guy says.

You were just so confused and still quite tired at that moment you just looked lost at Changbin. “Go freshen up. You slept in my room by the way, I wouldn’t put you in a stranger’s bed.” “Did you carry me all the way here?” You asked him whilst yawning. “Yeah, you were sleeping the whole way through.” He laughed. “Hold up, you’re telling me that you carried the little princess all the way here?” A guy who looked older than Changbin questioned shocked. “Yes?” You were about to leave and let them and discuss their ‘problem out on their own’, but comment the stranger made you feel addressed by his words.

“She must have told you to carry you, didn’t she? I have a bad feeling about her, she’s been putting you in danger and you can’t see it. We’ve been through this.” “Chan, it’s really not like that-“ Changbin said to the guy who apparently was named ‘Chan’. “Then tell me what-“ “We were getting attacked, by who knows what. We were playing around on the ice and well, we sunk through it. She saved my life. The least I could do after such an exhausting act is carry her here.” Changbin voiced sternly as he stood face to face with Chan.

Chan was left speechless and you walked up the stairs with a smirk on your face.

Later that day you were introduced to the guys and visa versa. They had told you how they had protected this village even before the rats were ruling the kingdom. You knew their names by now and you helped them out with preparing food for later that night. Each of them told you their story about how they became a stray. They are used to wander around places and not settle down to them. They told you as well how they met each other, a couple of guys who ran into each other by coincidence, or was it?

They also told you the story about Clara, how she faked being the princess and the sugar plum fairy. It had caused the kingdom to fallen back into its spell. The kingdom needed a fairy who had a pure heart and genuine feelings to help, care and love those around him or her. “Well, I guess that isn’t me then.” You joked as you took another bite of your food. Everybody, but Changbin laughed at your joke. He on the other hand looked at you in all seriousness. “Don’t say that, you’re great! You saved my life remember? You’re doing this even though you know this could possibly take your life!” Changbin’s words set the other guys to think, whilst it left you speechless. Your heart fluttered at the compliment and you only could hit his chest playfully as you felt a little awkward.

Suddenly a big crash outside was heard and you saw the guys quickly assemble their weapons and got into position to fight whatever was outside. In the meantime, Changbin had led you to his bedroom and told you to stay there and hide until someone was to come and get you. At first you wanted to do as he said, but when you heard the guys growl and grunt as they fought the rats you decided that it was enough. You picked up the first sword you found and stormed downstairs. You stood eye to eye with yet another rat like you did the day before yesterday. This time, the black rat had bright yellow eyes and it growled at you as he saw you holding a defence mechanism.

You swung your sword against the rat’s skin, carving deeply into the creature as you moved it swiftly. The rat was quickly taken out as you moved your way outside. The place where the house of the Stray Kids stayed, seemed to be in a greener area than the snowy ones that you had been traveling though the past few hours.

The rodents were frantically attacking, obviously not having a thought-out strategy that they had prepared. You could hear the guys grunt and you went towards them, as you made your way to the you struggled against some rats and you could hear Changbin call out your name in the distance. You head-bumped one of the rats and punched the other in his nose, making them both yelp out in pain. You took your sword and swung the heavy metal once again.

When they had fallen down in defeat you looked at Changbin who stared at you in shock. “Wow.” Was all Changbin could say before his focus went from you to yet another rodent who tried to make his way to you. Both yours and Changbin’s reflexes were quick and you both pierced the beast at the same time, making it drop to its knees as it breathed his last breaths.

Sooner enough the army of rats were wiped out and you were all panting from exhaustion. “I didn’t know you could fight like that.” Changbin chuckled whilst catching his breath. “There are a lot of things you don’t know about me Binnie.” You laughed. “But you look so sweet, I could never fight someone like you.” “I might look sweet, but I can be spicy.” You teased. “Still, I should call you something like Sugar to keep the sweetness on you, I can’t believe this.” Changbin said dramatically. “I should call you nuts then, because you’re being ridiculous.” You laughed before pushing him playfully.

You didn’t notice the other guys coming towards you, but they noticed Changbin acting different as he was around you. As if the wooden outside finally didn’t define him. “What the fuck happened?” Chan stressed. “They never come here, we live on the ownerless part of the kingdom.” “It’s her, this all never happened before she came her.” Minho sneered. “Guys this isn’t her fault, the rats are up to something, we just don’t know what, but we do need to find out what it is.” Changbin defended you. The guys were still confused, but they obviously wanted you gone.

“Changbin I think that we should get going.” You whispered to him, touching his arm carefully. You felt his tensed body relax at your touch and he agreed. “Remember guys, she’s the chosen one.” Changbin’s words seemed to have an effect on them and you could hear Chan groan before they agreed on coming along on your quest to find that darned fairy.

After hours of traveling, you came closer and closer to the castle. You were all hidden behind a bunch of bushes where you tried to recap your plan. “Y/n, how were you going to defeat the rat king?” Jeongin asks curiously. “I don’t know, doesn’t the fairy has to do that to lift the curse? Where do we find him or her anyways?” You asked in return. “Wait aren’t you-“ Jeongin was cut off by Chan’s hushing and went immediately quiet.

A couple of rats passed by and fortunately they didn’t notice you. They were headed to the palace that was placed on the edge of a cliff. You could overhear the rats talking about the princess being locked away, as soon as you picked the information up you quickly made a plan to safe her and break her out so she could lift the curse and end this madness.

You didn’t know where to go, but the high tower seemed suspicious to you. It would be the perfect place to lock someone away. The windows had bars in front of them, so no one was able to climb out. Felix claimed to see a female silhouette though one of the windows and it gave you enough information to make your way to it and safe whoever was locked up there.

The way inside was quite easy, Changbin joked about throwing a piece of cheese and crackers their way to distract them. You all gave each other a wondering look and before you knew it, were the rats chasing the cheese. You wanted to laugh at their stupidity, but you kept it in and sneaked past the gates with the others.

No one seemed to be inside. And the way to the tower seemed way too easy. You felt suspicious about this, especially when you reached the tower room. You opened the room carefully, and saw the female sitting near the window, her back facing you. “Miss.” You whispered, your sword in your hand ready to be used. When she didn’t react, you removed your hand from your sword and mindlessly walked towards her.

“Y/n, no!” You could hear Chan yell, but when he did you had already touched the female’s shoulder, who suddenly fell apart. A harsh gust of wind hit you all and a bright red light appeared into the room. You heard the guys groan in discomfort. When you had turned around you saw them frozen up with a red glow around them.

“Well, well. I never thought I would get to see the sugar plum fairy with my own eyes.” A sudden shrill voice boomed through the room. In the shadows of the room you saw two red eyes appear, when it walked closer to you an old white rat stood in front of you. It wore a royal cape and a crown on his head. You assumed that this was the rat king, especially on how evil looking he was. “Wait, what do you mean? Y/n isn’t the Sugar Plum Fairy.” Changbin trailed off. “She is little nutcracker, haven’t you seen the amazing power she hold with that necklace on her?” The rat king stated with a smirk.

“Wait, you’re really telling me that you didn’t knew, Changbin?” Chan said dumbfounded. “Well, no! I’m sorry I was too busy traveling and protecting her.” “You got it wrong there Mr Wood. Y/n saved you.” The rat king added with still the same stupid smirk on his face. “No-“ “When in her apartment, she froze my best guard in time, so you could kill him. At the lake, where you were sinking to the bottom of the lake, she sunk into the water with you and used her powers to safe you.” Changbin and you looked at the rat dumbfounded, his words seemed surreal, but he was right.

Changbin remembered the two bright pink lights that only appeared when you were around. He then realised how stupid and ignorant he had been. If he would’ve been more careful you wouldn’t have been in this situation. “Y/n, I’m-“ “It’s a little too late for apologies, isn’t it Changbin? Or should I say prince Changbin, brother of prince Eric?” The rat smirked. Everyone gasped and all of Changbin’s memories seemed to flow back. His brother who had failed his quest and was cursed because of it, dragging his family along with him, causing Changbin to become who he was right now. “N-no it can’t be.” “But it is little nutcracker.” The rat king laughed, he snapped his fairy fingers and it made Changbin flinch in pain. “Don’t hurt him!” You yelled, running towards the rat to defend Changbin, but sooner enough you were hold back by a tight pressure on your throat. The rat didn’t touch you, but he had snapped yet another time, causing magic to perform out his will to stop you. “Don’t interfere little fairy, or you won’t ever see the day of light again.” The rat growled lowly. “I wouldn’t care sewer rat.” You spat back with the little air you had left.

The rat shot his focus towards you and now had his actual hands on you. “You think you’re so tough little fairy, that you’re the bravest of all. Yet you are trembling on the inside, you’re terrified of me. You aren’t worth the medallion, you will fail just like the others before you. You will lose everything you have.” “I can’t lose what I don’t have bastard.” You sneered before your medallion started to shine brightly again and you could hear the magic chain around your neck break and sooner enough you had your hands on the king’s.

Guards who were hiding in the shadow came to light and held you back from the king, them using their swords against you, cutting you in your back as they did. You could hear Changbin yell in pain to you as you were cut in the back, causing you to fall down as well. Held up in front of the rat you held your head up high as you grinned, blood on the corner of you mouth as you did. “Aren’t you a tough little one, let’s see how tough you are without that little necklace of yours.” The rat grinned before he was about to snatch the necklace off your neck.

“Not on my watch.” Changbin growls, he sound of his sword being raised out of it’s case ripped through the air as he swung it towards the rats’ heads. Many of them fell down, the floor sooner enough turning red as well by them. The other rats threw you down harshly before attacking Changbin. The other guys who were free as well ran to help Changbin and the others came to you to help you.

The rat king had enough of the games and he ripped of his cape. He spoke out words that sounded like gibberish, sooner enough the windows broke and the bars around them had fallen down. As soon as they did, the rat tried to push you out and let you fall to your death. Changbin saw and he quickly slammed the rat against the wall. As Changbin had done that, the rat had shot the shards of glass towards you. You held up your arm in reflex and then screamed in pain as most of them carved into your skin. Changbin’s heart ached badly as he heard you scream.

He could also hear Chan call out for him, he looked to his side as he kept fighting the rat to keep him in his place, he quickly caught the dagger and pierced the metal through the skin of the beast. There were tears of worrisome in Changbin’s eyes as he looked the rat deeply into his eyes. The beast only laughed maniacally as it made a simply hand movement that caused the room to be filled with air. The rat disappeared suddenly in the wind and he heard you scream loudly. He looked around and locked eyes with you as he saw you fall down from the tower.

Changbin screamed as well and frantically tried to make his way to you and to grab you. He didn’t hesitate to jump after you. The time seemed to be freezing as the two of you fell down the tower together. He felt your tears against his frame as you fell down under him. He had his hand reached out to you, in the hope he could grab you and save you. You hands were reached out to him scared of losing him because of you. Just before you two touched the ground, Changbin could just barely touch your fingertips.

After that a bright light came from the two of you as you hit the ground, the light spread quickly like a result of an explosion, causing the boys to cover their eyes to not be blinded by the flare. When they guys had hurried their way to you, they saw you laying on your back next to each other. You seemed fine, but the both of you seemed to be glowing with a pink gleam. The two of you opened your eyes and groaned in pain.

“Is it over?” You asked. “I think it is.” Changbin says whilst standing up quickly so he could inspect your back. “It looks pretty bad, it needs medication by instants.” Changbin mutters worried. “Why did you jump?” You asked him in a weak voice, he stopped his movement and turned you around so you were now laying on his lap and facing him.

“I couldn’t let you go just like that. I promised to stay with you through every fight, I wasn’t going to let this one change that.” Changbin says whilst crying. “You’re crazy.” You chuckled weakly. “Please don’t leave me.” Changbin whispered in pain as he saw you in pain. You touched the medallion you were still wearing around your neck after he said that. “This necklace is supposed to take me home, but I feel like my heart already is. I want to stay by your side Bin, I have nothing in my universe. You had been nothing but kind to me, unlike the people from my world. You’re an angel to me and I would be crazy to leave you Changbin. My prince Changbin.” You said as you took his hands in yours, kissing his fingers softly after you spoke.

Yet another bright light came from your necklace, this time a little creature made of light was formed out of the flare. It hopped around and soon rushed in circles around Changbin, making a curtain of bright light around him and lifting him up, causing you to sit up straight. The light became brighter and brighter, another gush of wind was created and blown you away. You held yourself as you tried to adjust your eyes to the brightness. The light then shot up into the sky, making your eyes follow it in curiosity. When you looked back to Changbin, his hard-wooden frame was replaced with a toned, but softer frame. His face seemed softer and his eyes were livelier. He had returned back into his human form, making the other’s gasp.

You tried to stand on your feet but quickly failed, causing Changbin to catch you in his strong arms. “You’re human.” “I told you I hadn’t always been a nutcracker.” He chuckled. He jumped at you hugging him and he quickly, but carefully, hugged you back since he hadn’t felt one in years. “I can finally feel your warmth against mine.” He mumbled in the crook of you neck as he nuzzled himself into it, making you giggle.

“Guys, I love this sweet moment, but I don’t think this is over.” Minho yelled, swords were soon enough heard again and Changbin let you go to help the others. The rat king had returned. He looked scarier than ever. He stood alone in front of you all with nothing but a psychotic smile one his face, his eyes burning bright red as he made lightning fast moves with his hands and attacked you and the others with his magic.

Since you had found out through the rat king that you were the sugar plum fairy, you realised that you were the one who was supposed to stop him. You grabbed a sword from a fallen rat guard and sneakily made your way to the rat king. You ran to him and stabbed the sword all the way through the beast with force as you yelled loudly. After twisting the sword you thought that it finally was over when everything stopped for a moment. Instead, the beast turned around very slowly to your shock and you eyes it speechlessly. It moved at the speed of light and his claws had found your neck. You were in need for air as he ripped the medallion off your neck, causing you to gasp and Changbin to yell out your name terrified.

The rat opened the medallion and sooner enough threw it to the ground and smashed it. “I don’t like happy endings.” It whispered before letting you go. You looked at your hands and you saw yourself fade away. “Y/n! No!” Changbin cried out as he ran towards you. You looked at him and told him calmly that you would be fine. Your hand was reached out to him, but before he could get to you, you had already disappeared out of his world.

He felt like his was shattering apart as he was now left behind with the rat still laughing maniacally. Changbin’s anger build up and he growled and cried out as he turned to the rat, his sword still held in his hands as he impaled the beast one more time with his sword. This time, it seemed to have an effect on the beast.

It crumbled down and fell to the ground, Changbin wasn’t paying attention to it, he was too busy crying his heart out for losing you. You were the cause that he was back to normal. As Changbin cried, a bright light came out of the rat. It seemed to crack open and the rat literally broke down to ashes as the light broke through. The sky turned from its dark blue shade to a lighter tint. The snow quickly melted at the sight of the sun and the trees regained their colour.

“Changbin, thank you.” A familiar voice said, causing Changbin to look up with teary eyes to the man who suddenly stood in front of him. “Who are you?” He asked the old man. “I’m the keeper of the Kingdom of Maney, some call me a wizard, others call me a king. I call myself an old man with a sense of responsibility.” The man said with laughter, “Wait, the curse is lifted?” Jeongin asked. “It is indeed.” The white-haired man said to the younger boy. “Y/n did it.” Chan whispered in disbelief.

“Actually, Changbin did too.” Everybody looked at the man like he was a madman, which he probably was. “What do you mean?” Changbin asked the man. “Y/n wasn’t the only one who was the Sugar Plum Fairy, you were as well, Changbin.” The man stated, making Felix and Hyunjin almost burst out in laughter. “Wait, what-“ “The sugar plum fairy is supposed to be someone who is brave and united. If you can remember Changbin, when you met Y/n in your lively nutcracker form for the first time, my voice boomed through the room about the chosen one.” “That was you- wait, I thought Y/n was the chosen one?” “Y/n was indeed the chosen one, she was chosen to be the protector of the medallion and return it to its rightful owner, which is you. Y/n was indeed worthy of Peyvand, she didn’t hesitate to save you or to give up her own life to save others. You as well didn’t hesitate to jump after her to try and save her, which proved that you were worthy of Peyvand. Together you were united with this worth to save us and lift the curse.”

“Okay, but where did you come from?” Changbin asked still a little confused. “You and the guys know how the rats had taken over the city, their leader had discovered dark magic in one of the sewers they lived in and he practiced it until he had mastered the art and eventually took over my consciousness.”

“Those rats are scarier than we thought.” Hyunjin muttered as he looked around the battlefield. “Wait, but what happened to Y/n?” Changbin asked, his heart racing at the sound of you name. “Our young nutcracker has fallen in love with his other half, hasn’t he?” The man teased, making Changbin’s ears turn red whilst denying. “She’s fine, she might be scarred on her back from the swords for the rest of her life, but she’s healthy and safe back in her own universe.” “Does that mean I won’t ever get to see her again?” Changbin asked him carefully and sad.

The older man didn’t respond immediately. He bend down first to grab the necklace of the ground. He placed it in Changbin’s hands and covered it with his own. The man closed his eyes and Changbin could feel something tingling inside of his hands and he saw little light beams shining through the openings. When he opened his hands the now-repaired necklace was revealed.

“I will give you a choice. In return for your bravery, I can send you to your other half, you will have to life in her world, where you’re not familiar with their habits and way of living. The other choice is, to stay with us and live in the palace where you will be praised and celebrated for the rest of your life, in a familiar world with people who you had already met on your journey. But the choice is up to you.”

You had woken up, the air punched out of your lungs as you had fallen onto your back. You groaned as a sharp pain shot through it. You heard little paws running over the floor and you opened your eyes, the roof and the decoration made you realise where you were. You were back home, or did you never leave?

Whilst inspecting your outfit you realised that you were still wearing your nightgown and robe. The movie wasn’t playing on the tv anymore and it was already daylight by now. You tried to rethink what the hell happened, but you couldn’t remember. You did remember the fighting and the fantasy universe where you stayed in. You remembered Changbin, you wondered what he was up to. You weren’t sure if it was all a dream or not, all you knew by now was that it was Christmas day and that you needed a shower.

When you were done showering the steam had cleared up and worn off the mirror. As you passed by you noticed a scar on your back. It was rather large and weirdly placed. You tried to figure out a different way other than a rat cutting you with its sword on your back to get a scar like that. You just shook it off and went to your regular morning routine. Eventually you were bored out of your mind, so you petted Milo and decided to go on a walk since you hadn’t had anything better to do.

The air was cold and the city was decorated beautifully. You made your way to a lake, which reminded you off the lake where you and Changbin slid on, before you were tried to be killed. The sun was still rising as you enjoyed your view at the lake. The sun’s beaming light made something shimmer in the white snow that caught your attention. You looked towards it and you saw a pink glistering, which made you got up to your feet immediately. You kneeled down to take a better look, it was your medallion. ‘How did it end up here?’ You wondered, it was laid in a part where you hadn’t walked, your footsteps didn’t match the ones of the person who left the necklace there. You took the necklace in your hand and put it on.

As soon as you did you noticed a familiar figure walking closer to you. He smiled at you and you couldn’t help but tear up a little. “Changbin!” You yelled happily as you ran into his arms. “Missed me sugar?” He whispered into your hair as he held you tight. “Is this real, was everything real?” You asked him as you examined his face, cupping his cheeks into your hands. “It is.” He chuckled as you squeezed his face a little too hard, making him pout. “How did you get here?”

Changbin told you about the man who appeared out of the rat. How he gave Changbin a choice to let him join your world and live in the unknown with his better half or to life in a familiar world where he would be celebrated for the rest of his life with his friends by his side. “Why didn’t you stay? It’s isn’t called Maney for nothing.” You gasped. “I promised you to stay by your side through every fight. You told me how you’ve been surviving in this world and I will be there by your side through every step. I’m not leaving you Y/n, I promised you that. I’m here to stay with you, as a villager and prince of the kingdom of Maney, where they stay forever, they stay true to their promises as well.” Changbin whispered as he had wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him.

“What about the kingdom? What about the boys?” You asked him worried and feeling guilty for having him here by your side. “I think they will manage the kingdom perfectly fine. They might be strays, but they are good people. They will rule greatly and keep peace, I’m sure of that. But for now, I missed you my sweet little fighter.” Changbin cooed as he hugged your once again. “I missed you too Binnie.” “You do realise that you’re the first person who I have feelings for right?” Changbin chuckled. “I was aware.” You giggled back as you felt his breath on your neck, tickling it in process. “What were you going to do about it?” He questioned playfully, making you smirk. You wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned in close to connect your lips to his. The snow that was softly floating down from the sky making the moment even more perfect, Changbin pulling you even closer and kissing you deeply.

“I don’t think I have my sense of feeling back yet in my lips, can we do that again to test it?” Changbin joked. “You’re nuts.” You laughed in disbelief. “You love me though,” He smirked, still his hands placed on your lower back as he pushed you closer against him. “I do.” You smiled to him before connecting your lips back to his.

He was there to stay and you were sure that you two would be for the rest of your lives.

Gif isn’t mine.

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misharuu · 4 years

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All You Had To Do Was Ask ; Part Two/Four

part one.

Fandom: Naruto Shippuden (you only need basic knowledge of the fandom to enjoy this story; only the subplot mentions the canon!)

Pairing: Jiraiya x Naruto

Warning/Tags: NSFW ; yaoi, sickfic, emeto, depression, mental breakdown, mental illness, self harm/suicide attempt (in future chapters)

Summary: After spending the night trying to nurse Naruto back to health Jiraiya realizes he can no longer deny his feelings for him, and his feelings are reciprocated. They act on it, and afterwards Jiraiya feels guilty and tries to brush it off like it was no big deal, not realizing that he’d be the straw to finally break the camels back.

Word Count: 6,067

A/N: in the chapter Jiraiya and Naruto do a bit of experimentation, but Jiraiya gets a bit too drunk and worries that Naruto will regret his decisions. he tries to brush off what happens and sends Naruto spiraling off the deep end. will Jiraiya be able to glue the pieces back together? Or has he broken Naruto for good?as always feedback is always loved c:in the chapter Jiraiya and Naruto do a bit of experimentation, but Jiraiya gets a bit too drunk and worries that Naruto will regret his decisions. he tries to brush off what happens and sends Naruto spiraling off the deep end. will Jiraiya be able to glue the pieces back together? Or has he broken Naruto for good?

as always feedback is always loved c:

AO3. FF.

PART TWO: CONFUSION

Jiraiya blinked his eyes open, his eyelids heavy with sleep. He yawned and stretched out his arms, reaching out to his side to see if Naruto was awake but he found the spot empty. He sighed as he pulled the blankets off his legs, giving himself a moment to wake up before getting himself to his feet. He yawned as he stumbled to the bathroom, tapping a gentle courtesy knock before opening the door. Jiraiya sighed as he walked into the small room, standing in front of the mirror. He reached for his toothbrush before turning on the sink, glancing sideways at Naruto.

"You okay?" Jiraiya asked nonchalantly, squeezing some toothpaste onto his brush, wetting it under the stream of water.

"Just peachy," Naruto hissed from his spot on the floor, curled up in front of the toilet. He sniffled and then flushed the toilet, leaning his head against the wall as he allowed his eyes to close. He was utterly exhausted. He'd spent most of the night violently shivering from his fever and every time he was finally about to fall asleep he'd have to throw up again. At first he used the trash can that Jiraiya left on the floor for him but every time he’d get sick Jiraiya would wake up and feel compelled to help him, making Naruto feel guilty for disturbing his sensei’s sleep. So then he decided to use the bathroom, but then Jiraiya wound up following him into the bathroom as well, holding him, rubbing his back, forcing him to drink water, coddling him. At that point Naruto started to get annoyed, he just wanted Jiraiya to sleep. The next time he noticed Jiraiya falling asleep he silently slipped away, bringing the spare blanket with him, and holed up in the bathroom for the rest of the night. His plan worked and Jiraiya was able to get the sleep he needed while Naruto was left in peace.

“How long have you been sitting here?” Jiraiya asked once he was done brushing his teeth, a disapproving look in his eyes.

“A few hours. I got tired of you coddling me,” Naruto sniffed, wrapping his blanket around his shoulders as he slipped passed Jiraiya, padding over to his mattress. He flopped into his pillow, wincing at the pain in his ribs as he attempted to get comfortable.

Jiraiya smirked, “yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever, you know you love it.” He followed Naruto back into their room, slipping on his shoes. “I’m going to go grab some food and restock some of our supplies, you want any breakfast?”

Naruto groaned, pulling the blanket over his head. “Please don’t talk about food,” his voice muffled, “and eat it before you get back. I don’t even want to smell it.”

“Anything for you,” Jiraiya teased as he left the room, letting the door click behind him.

He brushed a hand through his hair as he made his way through the hallways of the onsen. There was a small town with a market right outside of the springs that Jiraiya was hoping to restock at. It was a pleasant walk and he spent most of it people watching. He always found it amusing watching the townspeople going about their lives, unburdened by the stresses of the Akatsuki. Every now and then Jiraiya felt jealous of them, of their ability to find such happiness surrounded by their families and friends, but then he’d remember that he had a higher purpose. Or maybe more so that he had an important mission; training Naruto. He had been perfectly content before blending into the background, working on his books as his land was preparing for war, but that had changed. He quickly came to the realization that he had to do whatever he could to prepare the next generation and help them achieve a peace that he was never able to feel throughout his life, and Naruto was the key. Jiraiya knew it as soon as he met the boy all those years ago; Naruto was the answer. He just needed to help him find his way, and right now that meant taking care of him as best as he could while he struggled through some shit. Normally a situation like this would piss him off. He was never the type to be all touchy feely and caring, nursing someone back to health when they were sick. But for some reason this was different. Last night when he was taking care of Naruto and the boy admitted to all the issues he was having mentally dealing with The Nine Tailed Fox something clicked into place. Jiraiya couldn't quite explain what, but he could feel a difference inside of himself. A soft spot for Naruto, and an insatiable urge to protect him. Looking into Naruto's eyes as he begged him to stay... Jiraiya's heart filled with admiration.

Jiraiya was pulled out of his thoughts as he came up to the market, line after line of quaint wooden stalls dotted the street, their brightly colored banners blowing in the wind. The smell of roasting chicken and dumplings floated on the air as children played on the road. Jiraiya took a few moments to take in the scenery before sighing deeply, heading into the market. It took him a few moments to find the dumpling stand and as soon as he found it he realized just how hungry he was; he was so caught up with Naruto the previous day he'd never had dinner. His stomach grumbled uncomfortably as he looked over the small menu. He placed his order and paid the man at the register, inhaling his dumplings so quickly he was surprised he didn't choke on them.

"Ahhh, those were amazing!" Jiraiya sighed contently from his seat on a bench, leaning back as he basked in the sun. He rested for a few moments as he enjoyed the beautiful weather before moving on to the next shop on his list, a small medicine shop. He walked through the door and bowed his head slightly to the girl behind the counter. She was probably around her mid twenties, a pretty face, shoulder length honey blonde hair with choppy bangs, thin physique, and a super short skirt. Jiraiya smirked as he sauntered up to the counter.

“Hey, beautiful. What’s a pretty thing like you doing working at a shop like this?” he purred, leaning his elbows on the cherry wood as he gave her a sly smile. The girl blushed and giggled, crossing her arms over her chest in a coy display that just so happened to press her breasts together. Jiraiya couldn’t help but take a glance.

”Oh you know, healing is my passion. Do you need any of my healing?” the girl flirted back, batting her eyelashes. Bingo!

”Now that you mention it...” Jiraiya started flirtatiously, reaching out to caress the girls arm. Just as he was about to touch her skin, looking into her big sea blue eyes, a thought zapped into his skull. She looked just like Naruto. The thought made him freeze for a second before he slowly pulled his hand back. He cleared his throat uncomfortably. “I don’t, but I do need some recommendations. Got anything for a bad stomach virus? And any healing cream, especially anything for broken bones?” he asked, suddenly serious.

The girl seemed taken aback for a moment at the sudden change of conversation but she quickly regained her composure, smiling brightly. “Got a sick kid at home?” she asked compassionately before turning to grab some items from the shelf behind her.

”Something like that,” Jiraiya murmured, pulling his wallet out of his pocket.

The girl threw the medicine in a bag and placed it in the counter for Jiraiya. “Luckily for you I have my own homemade healing cream, great for broken bones, sprains, strains, bruises... just about everything! I also threw in some ginger tea which should help with an upset stomach, along with a bottle of medicine that has great hydrating qualities,” she took the money from Jiraiya before slipping a piece of paper into his hand. “And that’s my number,” she winked before Jiraiya took the bag off the counter.

Jiraiya flashed her a quick smile, “thank you.” As he left the store he absentmindedly shoved the piece of paper in the bag, heading back to the onsen to check on Naruto. He had been gone a bit longer than planned and he was starting to get nervous. Along the way he made a quick stop and purchased some plain chicken broth that he hoped Naruto would be able to stomach along with some of the boys favorite snacks and treats before hurrying back down the road.

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Jiraiya used his key and closed the door quietly, hoping Naruto was able to catch up on some sleep while he was gone. He tip toed into the room, turning a corner into the main room. He frowned as he saw Naruto kneeling on his futon, slumped over the garbage can as he got sick. Jiraiya sighed, placing the bag on the counter before heading over to Naruto.

"Y-yeah," Naruto was able to stammer before vomiting up a stream of water and bile. Jiraiya reached over and rubbed Naruto’s back as he gagged and retched miserably. Finally Naruto sniffled and spit into the can, wiping his face on his sleeve. He laid back down and pulled the blanket tight against his body as he broke out in a cold sweat.

‘Poor kid can’t catch a break,’ Jiraiya thought as he reached out to feel Naruto’s forehead, checking for a fever. “You’re burning up,” Jiraiya winced as he felt the heat rolling off of him in waves. Naruto leaned into Jiraiya’s hand, seeking comfort. “Hold on, I got some stuff for you,” Jiraiya said, getting up off the floor and walking into the small kitchenette where he placed the bag. He hastily took the whole bag back into the room with him, shuffling through it quickly and removing the teabags and soup. He handed the bag to Naruto and headed back to the kitchen, grabbing a teakettle from the cabinet. He quickly filled it with water and placed it on the stove, lighting the flame. He took a small pot and placed it on another burner, filling it with the soup so it could reheat. Naruto weakly shuffled through the bag and removed the medicine, placing the bag on the ground next to his bed.

”Huh?” Naruto said to himself as he noticed a piece of paper stuck to the bottle. A phone number? Naruto narrowed his eyes as he stared at the paper, the curly handwriting ended with a heart.

“Oh, the girl at the shop said that stuff will help, you should take some now,” Jiraiya called from the kitchen as the kettle started hissing. He poured the hot water into a cup over the teabag and carried it to Naruto’s bed. He saw Naruto sitting up, staring at something in his lap. “What’s up?” he asked as he placed the cup down, recognizing the paper in the boy’s hand.

As Naruto examined the paper he felt an odd emotion creeping up inside. Was he jealous? No, he didn’t really care that Jiraiya had picked up some girl, that wasn’t necessarily a rare occurrence. So what was this feeling? His eyes widened as he realized he was angry at the girl for flirting with Jiraiya; he wasn’t jealous of Jiraiya... he was jealous of the girl. “O-oh, nothing,” Naruto quickly shoved the paper back into bag. He reached for the cup and picked it up in his hands, relishing it's warmth.

”Don’t worry, Naruto, I’m not planning on calling her,” Jiraiya stated.

Naruto blushed, “why would I care either way?” he grumbled as he held the tea up to his mouth, taking a small sip. The tea warmed him up from the inside out, settling his uneasy stomach. He let out a shaky breath as he reached for the medicine Jiraiya had gotten him, unscrewing the lid and taking a sip. He scrunched up his nose at the awful, acidic taste, taking a sip of his tea to try to get rid of the aftertaste. Naruto sat the cup down and then pulled up the covers, a light shiver rolling down his spine.

“I know you’re not gonna want it but I brought you some soup, it’s heating up now. You need to try to eat something,” Jiraiya said as he went back into the kitchen, waiting for the soup to boil. As soon as it was hot he poured it into a bowl, grabbing a spoon and heading back into their room. He handed it to Naruto and then sat on the couch as Naruto slowly worked on his soup. He couldn’t get through more than half of it before he set it down and curled back up in bed.

"Feel any better?" Jiraiya asked gently. Naruto gave him an unconvincing nod as he squeezed his eyes tight, willing his stomach to let him sleep. Jiraiya yawned and stretched as he laid down on his own mattress over the covers, "a nap sounds great right about now," he sighed lazily, folding his arms underneath his head. He laid there for a little while just staring at the ceiling, allowing his mind to wander. He glanced at Naruto to check if he was sleeping and frowned as he watched him shiver and shake.

Naruto's teeth quietly chattered as he hugged his arms to his chest, trying to warm himself up. He could tell by the sweat pooling on his pillow that he had a fever, but he was just so damn cold. He pulled his knees to his chest, miserably groaning as he gave up trying to find warmth. Suddenly he felt something being spread across his body and he looked up, watching as Jiraiya spread his own blanket over Naruto's trembling frame. Jiraiya knelt next to Naruto's futon before lifting the covers and sliding in next to him, his strong hands reaching out to the younger man before pulling him close, nestling Naruto's head under his chin.

"I'll keep you warm," Jiraiya mumbled sleepily.

Naruto balled his hands into fists, his eyes burning as he fought away tears. 'Why is he being like this? Why does he care?' Naruto thought to himself bitterly, 'how can he go from disappearing for weeks on end to taking care of me like this? I don't deserve it, I'm only wasting his time.' He clenched his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut as a pain spread through his stomach, subconsciously pulling his knees tight to his chest. He stifled a gag and swallowed hard, willing his stomach to settle.

"You okay?" Jiraiya asked gently.

"I-I think I'm gonna be sick," Naruto groaned, trying to breathe slowly through his mouth. Suddenly he felt Jiraiya's hand snaking it's way over his waist and to his abdomen, slowly and gently rubbing his stomach in circles. The feeling was so foreign that at first Naruto just sat there with his eyes wide, holding his breath. He'd never had anyone do this for him. He'd seen mothers do this for their sick children, but he had never been able to experience it for himself. He had to admit, it helped more than he thought it would. He couldn't help but sigh with relief as his stomach finally started to settle, sinking deeper into his pillow. He bit his lip as his heart flip flopped in his chest, anxiety mounting. What's happening? Why is Jiraiya doing this? He was always so strict. Normally if he was sick Jiraiya would just leave him on his own for a few days, give him some privacy, maybe bring some food to make sure he's alive. But this... this feeling... it was too much. It overwhelmed him, crashing over him in waves. He wanted to run, but the other half of him wanted to stay, begging for this sort of connection. There was something else there, too. Something deeper, harder to identify. He didn't want to identify it, but it was screaming in his head, begging to be heard. Naruto tried to concentrate on it, trying to drag it out of the shadows.

Jiraiya smiled to himself as he felt Naruto relaxing again. He felt the boy's soft hair rubbing against his cheek, warm and vanilla scented. Jiraiya breathed in deep, allowing his eyes to close as he rubbed Naruto's stomach, happy that he could do something to help. As Naruto heard Jiraiya's breath in his ear, strong hands on his body, something stirred inside him. Something warm, something primal. And suddenly as Jiraiya's hands traveled near Naruto's hips the side of his hand rubbed against the tip of Naruto's hard cock, eliciting a sharp gasp from him as his nerve endings went crazy, way too sensitive due to his fever. They both froze instantly. Naruto's eyes snapped open, holding his breath, his hands shaking and sweaty. 'Oh shit, what the fuck just happened,' Naruto thought to himself, afraid to move, afraid to speak. Jiraiya's hand was still pressed against his lower abdomen and he could feel his hand quivering. Naruto didn't know what to do, his head was spinning, temples exploding with pain from his spike in blood pressure, causing his hands to go flying to the sides of his head, trying to squeeze the pain away. Naruto winced, tears springing to his eyes, he couldn't take it, he had to run, he had to get the fuck out and -

"I've gotcha," Jiraiya whispered into his ear, slowly dragging his hand up Naruto's body, caressing his neck, and finally stopping at his cheek. He wiped away his tears and then pressed two fingers to Naruto's temple, gently applying pressure and massaging the pain away. Naruto let out a shaky sigh as the pain in his head receded, his heart still hammering in his chest.

"Better?" Jiraiya asked quietly, letting his fingers linger on Naruto's cheek. Naruto just nodded, unable to speak, shaking with anxiety. Jiraiya's hand traveled back down Naruto's body, taking his time, stopping at his stomach and hesitating for a moment before going back to his task, rubbing Naruto's stomach. Naruto's hand clenched his pillow, Jiraiya's touch sending shock waves through his body, eliciting a barely audible moan. Jiraiya's fingers paused right above the waistline of Naruto's sweatpants. "Do you want me to stop?" the older man purred and Naruto could only shake his head, his cheeks flushed. Jiraiya nodded, nestling his face in the crook of Naruto's neck. Naruto could hear Jiraiya's panted breaths, feel the warmth of his breath on his skin. Jiraiya's hand traveled over Naruto's upper thigh, rubbing and teasing, before slipping his fingertips between his inner thighs. Naruto could feel the heat growing in his groin, his body tingling, breath coming in short spurts. He parted his legs slightly as Jiraiya gripped his inner thigh, his hand traveling upwards, just barely grazing Naruto's hard cock. Jiraiya picked his hand up, purposely not touching Naruto's dick as he rested his hand above Naruto's waistband. He slipped a finger below the elastic, tracing the line so slowly, so agonizingly slow, and Naruto moaned quietly, begging for friction. That set Jiraiya off; he grinded his hips against Naruto's ass, taking advantage of their spooning position. The feeling of Jiraiya's erection against his ass made him gasp, hands tightly clutching his pillow. He'd never been with another man before and had only so much as got to second base with a girl. These new feelings were sending him into a frenzy; unfamiliar territory that made his head spin. Jiraiya was experienced, he knew just how to push Naruto's buttons in all the right ways.

"Take them off," Jiraiya whispered into Naruto's ear, the feeling of his breath on his fever hot skin made him shiver with anticipation. Naruto took his pants off so quickly that he almost ripped them, making Jiraiya chuckle. "Careful, you're sick, you need to go easy," Jiraiya's voice was so tender, so genuine. Jiraiya's strong hand took its time exploring Naruto's body, fingertips lingering over his neck, dancing over his collarbone, then caressing his nipple. Naruto gasped as Jiraiya gently squeezed the nub while allowing his lips to graze Naruto's ear. Naruto whined desperately, his cock aching for release. Jiraiya's hand continued it's journey, stopping again on his inner thigh. He gave Naruto's thigh a squeeze before finally skirting his fingertips over Naruto's erection. Naruto moaned and bucked his hips forward, searching for friction. Jiraiya slowly took Naruto's length into his hand over his boxers but didn't move, teasing the younger man further. Naruto had enough; he quickly turned over to face Jiraiya, propping his leg up on Jiraiya's thigh. As soon as he was on his side he closed the distance between them, mashing their lips together. Naruto kissed the older man deeply, panting against his lips as he grinded his hips against Jiraiya's erection, barely getting any traction due to the layers of clothing.

"Off," Naruto growled, his pupils blown, cheeks flushed. Jiraiya complied but left his boxers on; he wanted this to be about Naruto, not him. Naruto moaned as he was finally able to rub his length against Jiraiya's, sloppily jumping back into the kiss, nipping Jiraiya's bottom lip. Jiraiya gasped at the sharp pain, gently trailing his tongue against Naruto's bottom lip. Naruto's lips parted, giving Jiraiya access. Jiraiya took in Naruto's taste, his hand reaching between their hips. “Ah - !” Naruto gasped as Jiraiya’s hand rubbed against his cock, his cheeks flushed a bright crimson, feeling so vulnerable beneath Jiraiya’s grasp. His hips stuttered as Jiraiya stroked his length through the thin fabric. Naruto was frozen in place, his head lolling against the pillow, lips slightly parted as he panted along with Jiraiya’s strokes. Suddenly Jiraiya was moving, laying Naruto down on his back and slipping his boxers off. He paused for a moment on his knees at the end of the mattress, taking in the view. Naruto’s huge cock was throbbing, leaking precome. His whiskered cheeks were red, pink lips parted and slick with saliva, pupils blown. His hair was messy and his eyes were glassed over, seeping with desire. ‘He’s perfect,’ Jiraiya thought to himself, absolutely enamored with the blond.

”P-please -,“ Naruto whined, wriggling his ass on the mattress. Jiraiya smirked, laying next to the younger man as he sucked him back in for a kiss. Jiraiya took hold of Naruto’s erection, stroking the shaft before focusing on the head, his thumb grazing over the slit. Naruto whined again, wanting more. Jiraiya grabbed Naruto’s face before tracing his lips with his fingers, allowing his pointer finger to dip into his mouth. Naruto allowed his finger in, twirling his tongue around it, moaning as he felt heat coiling in his stomach. He sloppily sucked on Jiraiya’s finger as he jerked him off, edging closer and closer to his release. Just as he was about to cum Jiraiya let go of his cock, causing it to make a lewd slapping sound as he dropped it. Naruto gasped as his orgasm was denied and Jiraiya quickly took his finger out of Naruto’s mouth, a string of saliva following behind it. Jiraiya reached down and squeezed Naruto’s ass cheek, causing the boy to rut into his upper thigh. He swirled his spit slick finger around Naruto’s opening slowly.

”A-ah, please!” Naruto’s voice quivered, gripping Jiraiya’s side. Jiraiya had a sly grin on his face as he teased Naruto’s opening, neglecting his aching cock. He slowly inserted the tip of his finger as Naruto rocked back on it, forcing in his full digit. “Eager, aren’t you?” Jiraiya purred into Naruto’s ear, kissing and nipping his neck as he fingered his hole. Jiraiya could feel how high Naruto’s fever was by the heat of his entrance and he began to grow concerned and guilty. He started to consider stopping when Naruto gripped onto Jiraiya’s shirt. “Mmh -,” Naruto stuttered his hips as Jiraiya fingered his opening, forcing a quicker pace. After a moment Naruto couldn’t take it anymore, he needed more. “P-please, fuck me,” he begged lewdly, coming apart on Jiraiya’s fingers. Jiraiya frowned at the boy, “not now, not yet. This is about you,” he stated, pressing his lips against Naruto’s. Naruto wrapped his leg over Jiraiya’s hip as he added a second finger, letting out a moan himself as Naruto dry humped him desperately, their cocks rubbing against each other.

Naruto’s head fell forward into the crook of Jiraiya’s neck as he felt the pressure building in his groin, his erection throbbing painfully as it begged for release. Just then Jiraiya’s fingers grazed Naruto’s prostate for the first time, causing him to yell out with pleasure. Jiraiya used his other hand to jerk off Naruto, leaving the boy a sloppy, cursing mess. “F-fuck, d-don’t stop,” Naruto stammered as he rocked back and forth between Jiraiya’s fingers and his grasp around his cock, thrusting wildly into his hand as the pressure built and built. “A-Ah, g-gonna cum,” Naruto moaned, his head rolling back as stripes of cum coated both of their stomachs. Naruto thrust into Jiraiya’s hand a few more times before collapsing upon the mattress, completely spent. He panted as he stared at Jiraiya, confused, anxious, and absolutely satisfied. He had no idea what to say, but thankfully Jiraiya didn’t expect anything, he just stood up and headed to the bathroom, grabbing some tissues to clean them up. He wiped the cum off Naruto’s chest before cleaning up his dick and backside, helping the younger man get dressed. Naruto’s legs were weak and shaky and he felt useless. He fell back onto the pillow, almost immediately falling into a deep sleep.

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When Naruto awoke Jiraiya was gone, a piercing silence taking his place. At first Naruto was convinced that their encounter was a dream, but he could tell by Jiraiya’s scent on his pillow and the slight ache in his legs that it was real. He laid still for a while contemplating what this meant for them. Part of him was afraid, uncomfortable and ashamed, while the other half was elated. A twinge in his stomach reminded him of his sickness and he reached up for his medicine, taking a long pull of the bottle before scrunching up his nose from the taste. He pushed himself up on shaky legs and headed for the kitchen, filling a glass with cool water. He took a few small sips before laying back down. Naruto closed his eyes and tried to relax when he heard the door slam open. He jumped as he sat up quickly, startled and shocked.

Jiraiya stumbled into the room reeking like sake and smoke. Naruto’s nose wrinkled as the smell assaulted his nostrils. “Oh! Hey, Naruto! You’re finally awake,” Jiraiya drunkly staggered to the couch, plopping onto the cushions with a sigh.

Naruto hesitated for a moment as he narrowed his eyes at his teacher. “Yeah, I guess... how long was I out?” he asked, surprised by how weak his voice sounded.

”At least a few hours now, I figured I’d clear out so I wouldn’t disturb you,” Jiraiya commented, speaking much louder than he intended. Naruto winced as the noise caused a throbbing pain to form in his temples just as he was starting to think that he was getting better. He laid back down with his back facing Jiraiya, unsure how he was supposed to feel about what happened earlier. He wanted to talk about it, but he was also afraid of what the answer would be.

”So about earlier...” Naruto started, happy that he couldn’t see Jiraiya’s face from his position on the floor. He felt his cheeks flush as he relived the experience in his head, how amazing Jiraiya’s fingers felt inside of him.

”Oh, that,” Jiraiya said flatly, slurring. He was completely wasted, seeing double. He suddenly started laughing which annoyed Naruto; he was hoping to have a serious conversation and instantly regretted bringing it up with Jiraiya when he was so drunk. He should have known that this wasn’t going to go smoothly, something about Jiraiya was off, but he remained hopeful. Jiraiya was so tender and loving to him, the way Naruto felt when he was held in his arms made him lightheaded and warm inside, a feeling that was hard to come by. The last few weeks Naruto could feel himself slipping into a dark depression, thinking about killing himself frequently, the sake singing him to sleep every night while Jiraiya was gone. The Nine Tailed Fox was tormenting him daily, but the last few days with Jiraiya the Fox was completely silent, giving Naruto hope that he’d be able to overcome.

”That was a mistake, Naruto. We can’t do that again. I had a moment of weakness... you understand, right?” Jiraiya had a stupid grin on his face. Naruto slowly sat up, facing Jiraiya. His chest burned with rage. He wanted to yell at him, throw shit, punch something - but he was too weak. He opened his mouth to respond but Jiraiya interrupted him. “You know me, I love the ladies! I just felt bad for you... it was a one time thing. Besides, I just met up with that girl from the shop at a bar earlier and I think I’m going over her place tonight,” Jiraiya giggled.

Naruto’s mouth snapped shut, everything that he was about to say just slipped from his mind. He felt bad for him? He kissed his lips and jerked him off and touched him so tenderly because he felt bad? Naruto cleared his throat as he felt tears welling up in his eyes, trying to fight them away. ‘I should have known... he was just using me, just like everyone else. I’m worthless, just a toy to him. He got what he needed and now he’s done with me,’ Naruto thought to himself, hands clenching in his lap. He rose to his unsteady feet and took a few steps forward, ready to rip into Jiraiya, when he heard a snickering in his head. ‘I told you, boy. He’ll never want you like you want him. He made you want him, grooming you and nursing you back to health, so he could throw you away like trash, giving you what you deserve,’ the Fox’s ominous voice boomed in his head. Naruto covered his ears with his hands, sinking to his knees, squeezing his eyes shut as his tears threatened to spill. He tried to block out the voice but failed since it was inside of him. ‘Shut up... just SHUT UP! You don’t know anything!’ he yelled at the Fox internally, hands still clamped over his ears. The Fox laughed at him, ‘stop trying. No one cares about you. Give in to me and I’ll take care of all of these people for you. They’ll never hurt you again.’

”SHUT UP!” Naruto yelled out loud, tears spilling over his cheeks. Suddenly he felt a hand on his back. He whipped his head to the side and saw Jiraiya standing over him with a concerned look on his face. He quickly shut his eyes again, not wanting to face him when he was in this condition.

“Naruto... what’s going on?” he asked, wavering on his feet. Naruto sobbed, confused and scared, his heart thrumming in his chest. He could still hear the Fox laughing in his ears as his vision started to go red and dark around the edges, everything spinning and shimmering. Naruto shook his head hard, trying to take control back. He felt Jiraiya’s hands on his face, in his hair, on his forehead, trying to pry his hands off his ears.

“Just STOP! JUST FUCKING STOP! GET AWAY FROM ME!” Naruto yelled, trying to shake Jiraiya’s hands off of him. Jiraiya looked terrified, instantly sobering up at Naruto’s sudden breakdown. He thought he was telling Naruto what he wanted to hear. He now realized that he did the exact opposite, causing Naruto more pain than he’d already been in. After he left the room earlier a deep guilt set in and he started to convince himself that he’d taken advantage of Naruto while he was weak. He got drunk to take the edge off, and in his state he thought his best course of action would be to just laugh it off, act casual. He was sorely mistaken and he felt awful. His heart sunk in his chest as he tried to stop Naruto’s thrashing, attempting to get a grip on his shoulders.

”Naruto... Naruto, stop! I’m sorry, I was wrong! I just thought that’s what you wanted me to say! Please!” Jiraiya begged, tears stinging his eyes. But Naruto didn’t hear or see him, all he could focus on was the Fox’s cackling laughter in his ears as he taunted him. Naruto coughed and sobbed, desperate for the Fox to stop. All of a sudden he was silent and Jiraiya thought he was finally getting through to him. “Naruto...?” he whispered, sniffling.

”I’m gonna be sick,” Naruto choked out as his hand flew to his mouth, struggling to get out of Jiraiya’s grasp so he could get to the bathroom or a garbage can but he didn’t have enough time. Jiraiya rushed to grab the can as Naruto vomited through his fingers, trying to bend forward so he wouldn’t get sick on himself but he failed, the rush of liquid splattering in his lap.

”Oh shit, oh fuck, I’m so sorry, Naruto, shit, fuck -,” a string of curses erupted from Jiraiya as he shoved the garbage can into Naruto’s hands in time for round two. Naruto retched up another dribble of bile, his body too weak and exhausted to fight, allowing wave after wave of vomit to splash into the can. “Fuck, Naruto, I’m so sorry - god damn it,” Jiraiya couldn’t do anything but watch as Naruto puked, jumping up to grab him some water and a wash cloth to clean him up. When Jiraiya came back Naruto was trying to strip out of his pants but the feeling of the warm vomit soaking into the fabric made his stomach flip. He heaved onto the floor between his hands and Jiraiya winced at the sound of it hitting the hardwood. “God damn it, Naruto, just stop, calm down, I’m here, it’s okay,” Jiraiya was panicking and was astonished at the amount of curses he was spitting out, darkly thinking that he must have broken a personal record. He helped Naruto pull off his pants, grabbing the wet washcloth. Naruto sobbed and shook, grabbing on to Jiraiya’s shoulder to help hold him steady. Jiraiya wrapped him up in his arms, repeatedly apologizing. He carefully wiped his face with the washcloth, his heart absolutely demolished, millions of broken pieces. Jiraiya cleaned him up and got a new pair of pants for him, struggling to pull them up on his own as Naruto was no help, laying in a heap.

”God, Naruto, what’s going on?!” Jiraiya asked harshly, taking the boy in his arms again. He felt so small in his arms, so weak, so broken. Every time Naruto tried to answer he wound up choking on his tears, hiccuping and coughing, until Jiraiya hushed him, having to resort to rocking him back and forth in an attempt to calm him. Jiraiya was terrified, he’d never seen Naruto like this, and he knew he was at fault, at least partially. He knew the Fox was tormenting him, he should have known that brushing off their encounter wasn’t the right thing to do, but at the moment he thought Naruto’s issues went much deeper than that. He didn’t know what to do other than repeatedly apologize and curse himself.

Once Naruto started to calm down Jiraiya placed him back in bed and started to clean up the mess while his heart ached. He felt tears stinging his eyes and he didn’t even try to fight them. He fucked up. Bad. He had hurt Naruto and he hoped and prayed that it wasn’t enough to ruin what they had. He prayed it wasn’t enough to break him for good.

part three.

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