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dairyminki · 2 years

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Series of (Un)Fortunate Events | p.sh

↬ pairing: park seonghwa x gn!reader

↬ summary: an unexpected flight cancellation on Christmas eve brings you what, actually?

↬ genre: fluff, friends to lovers (?), Christmas eve au, non-idol au

↬ warning: none

↬ wc: 1.5k

↬ a/n: here’s one of my entries for @ficscafe’s peppermint latte holiday event!

* read = reblog !!

"Perfect."

You state proudly to no one, but yourself as you eyed the masterpiece you've just created - dining table covered by an exquisite-looking red and silver-colored mantel, and placed on top were white platters filled with both homemade and restaurant delivered foods.

All fit for a company's portion.

As the hand of the clock struck ten in the evening, you glanced at your phone in hand, anticipation filled your system as you waited for one particular message to pop up on the screen of your device.

The same time your phone emits a ding, is the same time you release a squeal.

Seonghwa: I'm outside :)

That's what the message read.

With quick footsteps, you head to open the door to your humble abode. Warm hand touching the coldness of the knob as you twist it open.

And there he was.

"Hi." Seonghwa greets you with a gentle smile, a black luggage just beside his tall form.

"Hello, Hwa. Come in!" You ease him inside with a sweet smile and your usual enthusiasm.

As soon as he steps inside, you'd expect him to marvel at the Christmas lights and decors you've put up, but no. Instead, a string of apologies is what you hear.

"I'm sorry if I bothered you by taking me in for tonight. It's just that, the flight cancellation was unexpected and the other guys already has plans with their families so-"

"Park Seonghwa." You spoke, cutting him off of his ramblings and catching his full attention.

"Y-Yeah?"

You shake your head, an amused smile itching its way to your lips.

"You can call me whenever you want...even if you don't have a reason to, silly." You pause as you take in his face - doe eyes sparkling with certain emotions you can't quite point out, hair disheveled previously because of the winter breeze and cheeks slightly tinted. Though you don't know if it's the cold or something else.

"You're always welcome to bother me, Hwa." You use his words against him.

And then you smile warmly at your friend, passing by his figure at the entryway with a light tap on his shoulder, signaling him to follow you into the living room.

"I'm sure you're hungry after hours of waiting for nothing at the airport." You say, and he merely hums in response.

"So I ask, would you like juice or wine to go with your dinner?"

Seonghwa smirks, replying, "I think you already know my answer to that."

"Very well, then." You say and then you leave him be to settle down with his belongings.

"Have you called your parents yet?"

"Yeah, I did. They were a bit disappointed that I can't celebrate Christmas with them tomorrow. Though, they were relieved when I told them I'll spend it with you instead. My mother wishes you the best for your board exams next year, by the way." Seonghwa tells you when you sit beside him on the couch.

Your laptop was placed on the coffee table, together with the salted caramel popcorn you both made and cold soda cans you pulled out from your fridge.

Movie marathon, an idea that Seonghwa, himself, insisted on. An idea to fight off sleep just until the clock strikes 12.

"That's very sweet of your mom, really. Anyway, have you picked out which movie we're going to watch?" You asked, handing one of the airpods to him, so you can share.

"I was thinking, The Da Vinci Code?" Seonghwa looks at you expectantly and with an expression that tells you you'll pay for it if you do reject his suggestion.

So, who are you to say no?

"Sure, Hwa. Even if we've already watched it a hundred times." You sigh, rolling your eyes playfully while mumbling the last part.

"What did you just say? Did I just hear you complain?"

"No, I said I'd love to watch it again. Mystery and thriller on Christmas eve are exactly my cup of tea. How wondrous!"

At that, Seonghwa laughs at the fake smile you keep giving him. Though, he also knows you can't resist him, that's why he still ends up clicking the very movie he'd suggested.

"Mystery and thriller it is."

It was when the credits were already rolling when you woke up and realized you had fallen asleep.

Though it wasn't much of a surprise since you've always been the type to fall asleep in the middle of watching a movie. Instead, what surprised you was waking up in the arms of Seonghwa.

Your head was on his chest while his, laid on top of yours. And when you looked up at him, he was still fast asleep with his arms wrapped around you like you were some stuffed toy. A fluffy blanket was covering your bodies, and you figured, he must've put it himself when you fell asleep on him first.

How sweet.

You had to wake him up sooner, though. It's already 11:50 pm. Only ten minutes left till Christmas.

So you shook him.

"Hwa, wake up." You said in a gentle voice, head still on his chest as you looked up at his face.

"Hmm." Seonghwa groans and shifts. Soon enough, he wakes and sees the current position you two are in.

In a snap, his head and arms were off of your frame, his eyes wide and hair in a cute mess.

"I'm sorry I slept on you!" He apologizes, panic present in his eyes. Embarrassment spread to his cheeks in a pinkish hue.

"It's okay, silly." You reassured him. "Anyway, do you wanna go outside to see the fireworks display? I heard they're setting up some for the countdown."

"Yeah, sure. I'd love to see it." Seonghwa responds, eyes not quite meeting yours. Then he opts to stand up from the couch, but before he does, you stop him.

"Before we go out, you might want to fix your hair first. It looks like a bird's nest, no offense."

"None taken."

But as he does fix his hair, Seonghwa struggles with a few strangled strands. So you reach out to help him.

"Here, let me help." You say, inching closer to him on the couch.

Your full attention was occupied by Seonghwa's entangled hair that you didn't even realize you're inching even closer to him.

It's by the time you already finished when you saw just how close your faces were.

"Oh." Was the only thing that left your mouth when you saw how Seonghwa looked at you.

Let alone how your heartbeat quickened when you realized where his eyes were fixed on. Your lips. Just imagining what thoughts were crossing his mind made your face heat up.

"Seonghwa?" You squeaked out.

Your head starts spinning when you begin to feel his breath on your face as his face moves closer to close the gap between you and him.

But before he even did, a loud boom was heard outside together with the ding of the clock in the room.

It was midnight. The clock has struck 12.

It's officially Christmas.

"Huh...now where did that come from?" Seonghwa quickly snaps out of the trance he was in, face no longer near yours and cheeks colored with much more embarrassment. Park Seonghwa was just about to kiss you.

"I know right." You let out an awkward breathy chuckle despite the still rapid beating of your heart.

"Come on, we're going to miss the fireworks!" You exclaim in an attempt to escape the room first. And so you did.

Seonghwa follows behind you as you two rush outside.

What a sight to see, really. As soon as the door opens, you see the visible beauty of the night sky sparkled with varying colors and the lively sounds of booms and bangs as each rocket explodes up above in big O's.

You marvel at it for a few good moments, until your eyes land back on the person beside you.

Typical Seonghwa and his sparkly bright eyes and excitement-filled smile as he stares up at the sky.

You can't believe you spent Christmas Eve and the beginning of Christmas with him.

Who would've thought such an unexpected flight cancellation would end up with you having a company to stay over and a cozy night against the light of your laptop and the warmth of one of your blankets?

You didn't. You certainly didn't.

"Seonghwa?" You called out.

"Hmm?" He hums, eyes meeting yours when he looks back at you.

You smiled and then you placed a soft kiss on the apple of his cheeks.

Seonghwa looks shocked.

"Thank you." You tell him and bite your lips after, trying to suppress another smile.

When he recovers from the surprise and euphoria of you kissing him on the cheeks, he grins, shaking his head.

Then he pulls you in by the waist, arms locking you in place.

"I can't believe all these things happened in just one night." Seonghwa tells you as he takes in your features, the light from the booming fireworks casted upon your face. And he thought that you were the epitome of the word, ethereal.

"Me neither."

"Merry Christmas, Y/N." Seonghwa greets you, forehead resting on yours. You two can't help but giggle like two high school kids experiencing love for the first time.

But in that moment, that's exactly how it felt like.

"Merry Christmas too, Hwa."

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lucy90712 · 2 years

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Hello dear! you could write one about Marc and the reader walking back from a date and the girl complains that her foot is hurting from her heels and Marc carries her on his back. can be a very cute and romantic thing ❤️

Sorry if my English is confused.

Marc Marquez- Date night

The last few weeks Marc has been quite busy with training and races but finally he has a weekend off and last night when he got home he promised me that we would spend all weekend together. He told me this morning when we woke up that he cancelled all of his training so that we had all day to spend together without any interruptions which was enough for me to settle back in next to him and go back to bed for a bit. Usually on a weekend I end up waking up incredibly early to see Marc before he leaves for training or to watch practices when he's at races so getting to just lay with Marc in bed is all I want on a Saturday morning. The both of us were definitely wide awake because of our usual schedule but nonetheless we stayed in bed with his arm wrapped around my waist and my head rested on his chest whole the tv was playing a show in the background that neither of us were really watching.

We stayed in bed for a little while as the sun rose and began to shine through the small gap in the curtains which made us get up as it was right in our eyes but Marc barely let go of me for more than a minute. As soon as I was up his arms went back around my waist from behind and we walked around the house like that which became difficult when we got to the stairs but he had that covered and just picked me up only putting me down once we reach the kitchen. He let go and made some breakfast for the two of us which I did help with for a little bit but he stopped me from helping and instead he made me sit down and wait for him to finish which didn't take long. While we ate we had some music playing through the speaker we have had for ages but we don't use very often as whenever we are sat down its either not for very long or we end up watching tv together. A long time ago Marc made a playlist of songs that we both loved or reminded us of each other which I used to listen to when he was away a lot but its been while since I put it on but thats the playlist that he started to play through the speakers and it brought back so many memories of the time when we first got together. Listening to all the songs reminded me of time together or certain race weekends that I didn't go to when I would have music on while the race was in the background.

The music was on for a while before one particular song came on that instantly made memories flood back for the two of us from the time when we first even met as it was at an event that was playing the song at the time and somehow years later we managed to find it and it's become one of our favourite songs to listen to. Marc offered me his hand as he got up which I accepted and he dragged me out to the space next to the sofa where he let go of my hand and put his hands on my waist, we swayed back and forth to the song and I put my arms around his neck resting my head on his chest listening to the calming beating of his heart. We danced together to a few songs which I don't think we've ever done before but it was quite enjoyable and we weren't half bad I really expected both of us to be awful and uncoordinated but we weren't.

Seeing as apparently we are doing things we don't usually do today we decided to use our pool which often goes unused as we are just too busy and any time we swim its at the beach. The two of us went to change into our swimsuits and Marc of course had to help me pick one because there is certain bikinis that he loves on me which of course he picked one of, I put the swimsuit on but put a shirt over the top just to annoy him a little bit because I couldn't just give him what he wants right away otherwise what would the point be. By the time I was ready he was already in the water leaning against the side waiting for me, the look on his face when I walked out with a shirt on really was priceless.

"Come on take that shirt off" he encouraged

"What if I don't want to" I tested

"If this is your way of saying you're insecure you really shouldn't be you look stunning always and I know you will look beautiful in that swimsuit thats why I picked it" he complimented

"You're so sweet thank you for that" I said

I sat on the side with just my feet in for a moment while I took the shirt off but as soon as I did Marc took it upon himself to pull me into the pool and spin me around while I got used to the coldness of the water which was not a good combination but after I warmed up it was fun. He put me down eventually and we actually started swimming together going back and forth directly in line which involved a lot more work for me as he's not only stronger but taller meaning I have to swim faster to stay in line with him. Eventually I gave up on swimming because I got tired of trying to keep up with him and so he stopped as well joining me in leaning against the edge of the pool by standing behind me with his arms around my waist and his head rested on my shoulder. We both stayed there staring out at the garden even though there was nothing in particular to look at other than the odd bird that would land in the shrubs which we both watched intently until they few away again if we moved ever so slightly. At some point I got so into my own world that the only way Marc could get my attention was to pull me away from the edge of the pool dragging me round backwards until I paid attention to him, turns out all he wanted was to know if I wanted to get out and sunbathe for a bit which of course I was up for.

We got out of the water and laid on the grass hand in hand with our eyes closed, he rubbed his thumb along the back of my hand which turned into him tracing shapes up and down my arm and making me guess what they were. It quickly turned into a game where we were both drawing things on each other and having to guess them and the both of us are so competitive that we really took it seriously even though if we guessed it right or wrong it didn't matter. Once I was getting good at guessing Marc upped the anti and started making it really hard for me which I knew was because he hated losing and wanted to get himself more points although he would never admit that to anyone.

Our game came to an end when the doorbell could be heard throughout the house so we both got up and went to see who it was, I was very confused as I wasn't aware of anyone coming over or any deliveries but as soon as I saw Alex at the door I knew what was happening. He was here to drop Stitch and Shira off as he still had training to do and as soon as Marc opened the door there was two little dogs up at my feet both wanting my attention and they were going to give up until they got it. So I just sat down on the floor and let them climb on me while I stroked them both until they calmed down and went to say hello to Marc who was stood next to me staring with a pout on his face.

"This isn't fair how come they love you so much?" He asked

"I'm not sure but I like it" I replied

"Sorry bro I don't think you'll ever be their favourite now that y/n is in the picture" Alex said

Marc simply shook his head and had a quick conversation with Alex before he left and we were left with two dogs who seemed very energetic but we didn't have their leads so I grabbed a couple tennis balls and threw one to Marc before running outside with both dogs trailing behind me. I had so much fun watching them scamper away and back again over and over again chasing the same ball like it was a new thing each time. Together we played with the dogs until they were so tired the didn't want to run after the ball anymore so we went back inside and let them lay on our laps while the tv played a movie until Alex came back a few hours later. I always love looking after Stitch and Shira because they can be super energetic and fun to play with or super chill and will just sit with you for as long as you want, honestly I don't know why me and Marc haven't got a dog of our own because we both love dogs but we've just never got round to really talking about it seriously but maybe sometime in the near future we will.

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After Alex left Marc and I did absolutely nothing until it the sun began to go down and Marc asked if I wanted to go out to dinner which of course I did because we haven't been out together on a proper date in a while, most of our recent dates have either been through FaceTime or on the sofa which I do love because they are super cozy but it is nice to go out every now and then. Once I agreed he offered me his hand and led me upstairs so that we could both shower and change, he showered first to leave me the bathroom free to do my hair and makeup as well which gave me time to pick out an outfit. Picking an outfit was harder than it looked because everything in my wardrobe either felt too casual or too much and it took me so long to decide that Marc had finished in the shower and came over to me with a towel wrapped around his waist and simply took one look at my wardrobe and handed me a hanger. I chose not to look at what he had given me and instead just headed straight into the shower but once I got out and went to get dressed I realised what he had done, he had picked a black figure hugging dress that I have only ever worn to an award show after the season which felt weird to put on seeing as I've only ever seen it on when I had a full face of makeup and hair all done.

Once I had put the dress on I left the bathroom to do my hair and makeup because Marc loves to watch me do it, when I went into the bedroom he was sat on the bed with my hair tools and makeup ready waiting for me. Seeing as he picked my outfit I decided to let him pick what I did with my hair and my makeup which he did and he even helped me with my hair by holding the parts I wasn't curling as well as brushing them out after it was all done. I didn't let him get involved with my makeup but he watched me closely and asked me about what I was doing because he was curious and wanted to learn which was really sweet of him. When I was done we both grabbed shoes and headed out the door to walk down the hill into town and to one of the local restaurants that we like to go to.

At the restaurant our orders were taken pretty quickly and the some of the staff came over to say hello because they recognised us which happens a lot when we go anywhere but I guess thats what I get when I go around Cervera with Marc who's quite well known here. Although at times it can be annoying when so many people stop us or interrupt our day together most of the time I love seeing all these people that know Marc excited to meet him. Everyone at the restaurant was very nice and let us be as soon as our food arrived so we got to talk to each other about the rest of the season as well as possibly getting a dog at some point in the future and what breed we would get. For once it felt like we were looking more into the future than just a few weeks which was nice as it made me feel like Marc saw a future with me which I knew he did but to hear him talk about it makes me feel more confident about where our relationship is going to go.

We went for a short walk around the town after dinner purely just looking at all of the little shops and restaurants around some of which have been around for years and some are new. After our walk around we had to head back home up the hill which I was not looking forward to because my feet were starting to hurt from the heels I was wearing which in hindsight were a bad idea. I started walking up the hill fine before my feet really bang to hurt and I had to slow down which Marc quickly picked up on when he began dragging me up instead of walking next to me.

"Are you ok love?" He asked

"Yeah I'm fine my feet just hurt a little" I replied

"Let me carry you then" he said

"What?" I questioned just before he picked me up

He let go of my hand and picked me up on his back holding onto the backs of my legs tightly so that I didn't slip or feel like I'm going to fall. I'm not quite sure how he managed to get up the hill with me on his back as its a steep hill that can be hard at the best of times let alone when carrying a whole mother person but I sure appreciated him as it would have killed to walk all this way. When we got home he walked right through to the living room and placed me down gently on the sofa before turning round and taking my shoes off for me even though I am very capable of doing it. He also then carried me up the stairs and to the bedroom so that we could both put on comfy clothes and end the day exactly how we started it cuddled up in bed together as the tv played in the background completely unnoticed as we were more focused on each other.

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dourpeep · 3 years

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OKAY time for a college au!!

You 3 know each other from before college

You and kazuha were seating next to each other during your first year of high school you became close enough to greet each other whenever you guys pass by each other

And you and Xiao were best friends from kindergarten to 2 grade but unfortunately you had to move suddenly you two tried to keep contact but the two of you made new friends and kinda lost contact with each other

So when you go to college you meet kazuha at the front desk when you're trying to get your schedule and yall are like "omg I'm so happy to see someone that I know here!" and when you guys check your schedules it turns out that the two of you have the same class during the first period

And you're like "we've got 30 minutes wanna go grab a cup of coffee and get lost together?" and kazu knows that you playfully flirt with your friends so he jokingly says "are you asking me out for a date? Because if you are then I accept!" and you guys talk on the way to class and the two of you barely make it on time

Class ends and you're sad to say goodbye to the only person you know on campus but then all of a sudden he hits you with a "by the way can I have your number?" so you two exchange numbers

Later you're going to your last class and it turns out that this class doesn't have many people you go sit in the back and someone comes up to you and is like "can I sit next to you? " you say yes obviously

But the thing is... there is something very familiar about this guy and you just can't put your finger on it so you kind of stare at him without realizing it

Of course he noticed how hard you've been staring at him and turns around and is like "what? Is there something on my face?" that's when it finally clicks

And you're just like "XIAO??! IS THAT REALLY YOU?!!" but the teacher comes in so you two can't really talk

But the moment class ends you tell him who you are and take a few minutes to catch up

Though I say catch up it was mostly you teasing him saying shit like "I can't believe the shy kid who used to tear up whenever his turn on the swing was taken would grow up to be this handsome!" (he's starting to think that maybe he should have sat somewhere else)

So you're like "hey how we go actually catch up I've got some coupons for this café I went to this morning with a friend"

He doesn't have a reason to say no so he just accepts the invitation

When you guys get there who do you meet? KAZUHA! This man actually works there!

When you see him you're like "kazuha why didn't you tell me that you work here?" but he pretends not to know you and is like "oh? Well who might this fine customer be?" you can tell he's joking by the way he's trying not to laugh so you decide to play along

Poor Xiao is starting to regret coming with you (but don't worry he got 2 plates of almond tofu as an apology)

-no primogems (I'll make another part later where you 3 become roommates)

YES I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS-

dhfaeiahe I realize now that I should've just posted this as is since I wasn't planning on adding to this but might as well add in some thoughts I've had about this lovely trio eh??? tbh I didn't add much I just slipped in a few little things hehe

Can you guess the roomates?? Also the bio professor is Albedo ehe

Anyway!!

Considering it's the first semester of college, you haven't yet decided on your major. Luckily, you have quite a few general education classes to take, so you register all in one night.

You'll have the time to figure it all out as time goes by, no?

The rest of summer is spent juggling moving into the campus' dorms, working, and keeping up with some friends from high school. While you've kept contact with a few friends, you definitely kicked yourself in the ass for forgetting to ask Kazuha for his number...how could you forget one of your best friends?

But, you suppose that he's far off in a whole other city with his wish to experience more. You can't help but wonder what he's up to.

Then, the first day of classes starts.

How did you not figure out where everything is first? Instead of moping, you trudge to the administrative building early to ask for directions and, even better, a map of the large campus.

Instead, you find a familiar head of cream-colored hair.

Immediately, you gasp and he turns around in confusion, only for a soft smile to spread over his features. It's only been a summer but it's a relief to see that you know another person. Comparing schedules, he points out that you both have Communications 1301 together.

For once, you're glad you have to take these mandatory courses...

But with an abundance of time (as Kazuha just so happens to know where the class is), he accepts your jokingly firtatious proposal to head to the cafe just across campus to grab a morning drink.

It's hardly been long since you've last spoken to him, but there's still so much to talk about! It turns out he opted to rent out a small studio apartment just a few blocks away from campus! Naturally, he invites you over sometime.

He's also admitted that he decided to major in English--something you're not surprised to hear. After all, Kazuha's a natural at the subject, exceeding the assignments and always so eloquent.

If you recall correctly, he used to tote around a little notebook full of little musings and poetry during high school. You wonder if he still does that.

You talk about how you've just moved into the dorms a week ago, how you're lucky to be rooming with two musically inclined (if not a bit rowdy) people. You're sure that he'd take a liking to them once everything is calmed down a bit. Kazuha just raises a brow in half-doubt.

Before you know it, it's been an hours and, to your horror, your first class starts in five minutes. Not to mention that it was back closer to the admin building and you were on the opposite side of campus.

But it's still fun, Kazuha laughing as you jolt up and tug him to stand, the two of you running to get to class on time. With heaving breaths and flushed faces, you make it just a few minutes late. Luckily, your professor didn't mind because it was the first day...

Following class, you have to make your way to Bio 1301, Kazuha having a major-specific English course to get to. Before you can speak, though, he offers his phone to you. It's newer than his old flip phone you'd tease him about all the time, the screen clean save for a few stray fingerprints.

After you put in your number, he beams and quickly sends you a call so you can have his too.

"Call me after you're done with classes, alright?"

You promise to and the two of you set off.

Biology proves to be uneventful, a full hour and a half of the (rather attractive) professor going over what to expect as well as passing out lab waiver forms. A necessary precaution, he said with a reserved sigh. You wonder what happened.

When the hour ends, you have some time before World History, followed by a Trigonometry course.

By the time you find your trig class, most of the seats are already taken, making that feeling of dread fill the pit of your stomach. Nothing is worse than being forced to take whatever seat is left. But, noticing a seat by the windows, it's not so bad.

You're in the back, though, settling your bag beneath your chair and picking out a pen and schedule book.

At some point, someone walks in and asks if the seat in front of you is taken. You don't bother to look up long as you fish out a notebook, letting him know it's free.

As class goes on, you realize that the guy in front of you most likely hasn't been paying attention. Considering that the professor has been rehashing stuff from Algebra...you're not surprised. But something about his dark hair catches your eye. Not to mention his striking gold eyes...hm.

It's not until you catch his profile as he stares out the window that it clicks.

"Xiao."

His eyes dart to look at you, a confused look washing over his face. You repeat his name.

"Yes?"

Part of him is just about ready to leave as recognition floods your expression, smile wide. How could you possibly---

"I can't believe the shy kid who used to tear up whenever his turn on the swing was taken would grow up to be this handsome!"

The tips of his ears turn red fast, something that you remember very well about him, and his gaze quickly flicks over to the professor still dragging on. When gold settles back on you, they're practically begging for you to lower your voice.

"It's been forever--I can't believe that you-"

"If you're going to talk, do it outside of class."

Ah. Oopsie.

Time seems to drag on while you buzz in your seat, excited to see your childhood friend after loosing contact. You've missed him over the years, always wondering what happened to him, how he's been. And finally, when class ends, he gets up and waits for you.

Naturally, you want to catch up, so you invite him to go to the cafe with you for a late lunch.

"You still like almond tofu right? It's all you used to eat when we were little." Laughing, you nudge his shoulder and the color returns to his cheeks as he mumbles a yes.

When you step into the cafe, a familiar voice greets you.

"If I knew a cute customer would be coming, I would've gone on break."

Kazuha leans on the counter, mirth in his eyes and you gasp. It makes sense now, why he's so well acquainted with the campus and why he'd already known what to order when you arrived for drinks-

"What can I get for you today?"

"Your number."

Xiao's face pales at the blatant flirting, wondering if he should've just declined the invitation to the cafe until the two of you burst into laughter. Though, it's hardly better.

"Sorry, sorry- This is Kazuha, one of my friends from high school. Kazuha, this is my childhood best friend Xiao."

With a day so filled with nice coincidences, you doubt that life can get any better than this.

Oh, how wrong you'd be.

#anon asks #no primogems anon #kazuha x xiao x reader #xiao and his two lovely dumb s/o's #college au #polycule #polyamory #meet cute #xiao #kazuha #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact drabbles #genshin impact fics #genshin impact

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thevampiresiren · 4 years

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Helping Yoongi Shave

Word Count: 2.5K

Genre: Fluff, Humor

WARNINGS: Soft!Yoongi, Tooth Aching Fluff, Cursing, Slight Suggestive Themes (nothing major, just some suggestive flirting and a little talk of sex. Yoongi also puts his hands on the reader's butt)

Summary: Yoongi needs to shave, but he's too tired to do it himself. So he teaches you how to shave him.

A/n: So… This is the very first Fanfic that I wrote and I’m not going to lie; I was a very nervous about posting it until one of my friends read it for me and loved it. I’m not sure if I’ll be doing this stuff as a part of my blog ALL the time, but if I can think of anything and if it comes out good; I’ll definitely post it. Also I just REALLY wanted to do a Yoongi shaving fanfic because I think helping your significant other shave is SO intimate and involves a lot of trust. I hope you guys like it!

I was passed out on the couch in the living room when I woke up to the sound of keys jingling outside the apartment door. As Holly got up from laying next to my feet, I picked up my phone and saw that it was around 1:30 am. As the door opened, I heard the brown toy poodle bark happily while he was spanning around in a circle while footsteps stopped to where he was. "Shhh, Holly. You're gonna wake Mom up." My boyfriend whispered petting the fluffy canine.

"Too late, she's awake." I yawned while stretching with a smile on my face. Yoongi looked up from petting Holly.

"I'm sorry, Jagiya. I thought you were in bed." Yoongi said while taking his shoes off, setting his work bag down, and walking over to me. I smiled as he tilted my chin up to gently peck my lips. When he pulled away, he laughed loudly. "What?" I asked.

"Nice bed head, babe". He said smirking while nodding at me. I ran my my finger through hair and sighed. "Hey, don't be upset. It's cute." He said standing up and kissing my check. I felt a slight roughness on my skin once he made contact. I look at his upper lip and chin, smirking.

"Nice stubble, babe." I copied. He touched his face and groaned. "Don't be upset. Its cute." I mocked. Yoongi smiled.

"I'm gonna go get changed. I'm too tired to shave tonight." He said yawning while walking to our bedroom. Holly and I followed not far behind and he laid down in his little bed starting to doze off again knowing his dad was home. I walked in and saw that Yoongi had put his glasses on and changed into his black sweatpants that hung loosly on his hips and was topless. He was by no means the buffest man in world, nor did he have majorly defined abs; but he was toned enough that you could see his pecs, and when the light hit right at the correct angel; his faint abs from him most recently working out would show up. He was perfect. His arm muscles slightly moved as he threw his clothes into hamper. I was too busy admiring him before he broke me from trance. "You okay over there? If I didn't know any better I'd get the feeling you're checking me out." He said with a cocky smirk. I smiled and pushed myself off the door frame I was leaning on.

"Nah, I think your hideous and by no means attractive. And you do it to me all the time." I said jokingly.

"Your loud noises from me pinning you down two nights ago and those dark marks say otherwise, baby girl". He said smirking. I blushed while trying to cover the "love marks" on my neck and where my shoulders met.

"Shut up and let me enjoy my hot boyfriend's body when we aren't fucking." I said laughing. Yoongi let out chuckle before he went off to the master bathroom to brush his teeth. I changed out of my day clothes into nothing but his white Fear of God shirt that hit my mid thighs and put my hair in a high ponytail.

"Aish! Its so fucking bad" Yoongi groaned loudly. I looked in and saw him examining his facial hair, clearly upset with how fast it was growing. "Yoon, just shave it tomorrow before you go to work. You need sleep." I said walking over to him. I knew he was beyong exhausted by how irritated he sounded and by the slight bags under his eyes. It was comeback season and I knew he was over working himself a bit. He was eating healthy and was taking care of himself like he has been, but I still worried about him. "I can't, we have an interview in the morning and we have dance practice. Plus, I need to finish up a song in the home studio once I wake up." He said leaning his head against the mirror pouting; his raven bangs falling and covering his eyes. I wrapped my arms around his bare torso and leaned my cheek on his broad shoulder making him shiver at the contact. "What if I do it for you?" I said quietly.

"My work?"

"No, dumbass." I said pulling away laughing while he turned around. "I mean shave your face." I said poking his chubby cheeks and kissing his pout.

"You sure you're not to tired to do that for me?"

"I wouldn't be offering if I was."

"Yes you would, because I'd do it too for you."

"I've already gotten at least 4 hours of sleep. You've been up since 6 am. I have more energy and I don't want you stressing out over it. Let me do it, baby. Let me take care of you." I said seriously.

"God, I can't wait to make you my wife." He said sighing. I laughed loudly "Who said I would say yes if your proposed?".

"We've talked about it and you were weak at the knees when I told you I would give you as many kids as you want and I would find a way to make it work for you, the kids, and music. Plus, you let me take your v-card. You've already said yes based on that like I did." Yoongi said laughing.

I blushed. "Just go get your damn razor and everything else." I said crossing my arms over my chest. Yoongi turned around and opened the medicine cabinet to pull out his shaving cream, aftershave, and the black leather case that he kept his razor in. He set everything in front of the sink and scooted out of the way for me to work. I opened up the case and saw exactly what type of razor it was. Anxiety shivered through my body as I pulled the razor out carefully. I just came to the realization that I had never actually SEEN his razor. He usually was using it on tour or even over at the dorm with the rest of the guys. Whenever he did shave here, it was in the shower.

"Yoongs..."

"Yeah?"

"This is a straight razor...". I said quietly.

"I know. It gets closer to my skin and the shave lasts longer. It works better for me than a normal one.". I carefully opened the blade far away from either of us at the risk of us getting cut. I stared at it and my anxiety just continued to grow. These were dangerous and I'd never used one before.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Yoongi said looking at me concerned while reaching out and gently rubbing my shoulder.

"I'm scared I'm going to pull a Thomas Brown Hewitt and slit your throat while I shave you. I can't afford a lawsuit as big as you." I said casually as I carefully set the razor down after I slowly put the blade back. Yoongi busted out laughing loudly at my comment.

"You'll do fine, Kitten." He said calmly after he collected himself. "I'll show you how to use it on yourself first if that'll make you more comfortable.". I thought for a moment and nodded my head agreeing. Yoongi grabbed the shaving cream and turned the water on so it was hot but not scolding. "Fuck." Yoongi said looking down, his deep raspy voice just slightly about a whisper as he just noticed what I was wearing. I smirked at him with a face that said "really?" .

"Sorry, you just look really fucking cute." He said blushing. Yoongi showed me how to put the cream on my legs which was no different than I normally do. He then grabbed the razor, instructing me to put my hand where his was. He lightly wrapped his large hand around my wrist, and started.

"Okay, so the trick is to go with the grain of hair; never against it. It can cause bumps and ingrown hairs. Also keep your hand at a 30-degree angle. Anything more will cut yourself. Make sure the skin is always taught as well. And go slow and gentle. Like this.". Yoongi began helping me shave where my ankle was and guiding me with the right amount of pressure. After a few more strokes of him helping me, I had enough confidence to do it on my own. It wasn't as hard or scary as I thought. After 20 minutes, I had both of my legs shaved and set the blade down on the sink. I ran my hands down my legs and noticed how smoother my legs were. I had no cuts, bumps, or anything like I normally would. "I DID IT YOONGI! I DIDN'T KILL MYSELF!". I yelled extremely happy that I didn't have to go to the ER, wrapping my arms around Yoongi's neck . He laughed at how excited I was.

"I told you that you could do it. Are you ready to try it on me now?" He said picking the blade back up. I smiled and told him to sit down on the counter of the bathroom sink. Once he was sat down and his glasses were off, I put the water on and shaving cream on his face. Just when I had turned to grab the razor; I felt a large warm hand on my wrist. "Um.. wait a second."

While I went to look over at Yoongi; I felt a soft, light, pressure on my left cheek followed by a muffled sound. I looked between my face and part of my hair covered in white, to Yoongi's right hand also covered in white and the right side of his face showing his skin underneath. It took me a second to get over my shock before I began processing what had just happened. "MIN YOONGI." I yelled, waking Holly up, making him barm from the disturbance of his sleep before going back to bed. Yoongi busted out in a full-on laugh attack causing him to almost fall off the sink before catching himself. As I washed the shaving cream off of me, I looked annoyed but also amused at him being playful. "I want a divorce already." I said laughing with him. Once we both settled down and Yoongi had his face covered in shaving cream again; I grabbed the razor and was about to start shaving him when my anxiety started getting the better of my again. Yoongi sensed my anxiety sparking and grabbed my hand that wasn't holding the razor.

"Hey." Yoongi said while he looked up at me lovingly, running his long fingers over mine soothingly. "I trust you okay. I know you won't hurt me." He said before kissing my knuckles, careful not to get the shaving cream on my hand. I nodded smiling and slowly started shaving him. Several minutes in shaving him, while I was concentrating, I felt Yoongi's hands reach behind me to my upper thighs, pulling me closer. He gently started rubbing soothing circles on them and messaging my ass.

"Keep it PG, Min. I have weapon and I'm not afraid to use it." I said jokingly making him chuckle.

"You know what you in my clothes do to me." He said with a tired smirk. His dark lashes hit his cheekbones as he relaxed under my touch. I smiled at a how serene he looked, and it took everything in me not to kiss him. Once I was done, I rubbed my nose against his causing him to open one eye and smile. I grabbed the washcloth and gently cleaned whatever was left of his shaving gel. I grabbed his Invictus aftershave and put some on his face.

"Okay, I'm think done." I said proud of myself. Yoongi put his glasses back on and grabbed the handheld mirror I had held out to him and examined his face closely. A huge smile hit his lips and he wrapped his strong arms around my shoulders and pulled me to his broad chest. "You did amazing Jagi. Thank you." He said as he muzzled his face into my neck.

"You're welcome, Yoons." I said tiredly as I ran my fingers through his soft locks, laying my head on top of his. The faint smell of his aftershave along with the smell of him in general hitting my nose made me feel tired as I gently messaged his head. Yoongi hummed quietly into my neck before placing chaste lazy kissing to my neck, chest, below my ear lobe, cheeks, temple, nose, and finally my lips.

"I love soft, cuddly Yoongi." I said giggling. Yoongi looked at me with a soft smile, our noses touching.

"I thought you loved rough, dominate Yoongi?" He said rubbing our noses together.

"Ehh, I like all sides. I'm an easy woman to please." I said looking at him smiling before telling him it was time for us to go to bed. He yawned while nodding and we headed to our bed, setting his glasses down on the nightstand. He pulled me close, so my head was laying on his chest and placed his hand on the side of my face. Our centimeters away from each other he smiled and looked into my eyes with his full of love, care, warmth, and passion. "I love you so much, Jagi." He said tired while stroking my cheek bone. I leaned it connected my lips to his in a sweet but passionate kiss. We both pulled away with giant smiles on our faces. I responded looking tiredly into his eyes. "I love you too, Yoongi.". I layed my head on my pillow, my face buried in his neck breathing in his scent while he buried his in my hair, arms wrapped tightly around me. "I can't believe you smashed me in the face with shaving cream." I said quietly.

"That's what you get for staring at me and then parading around our bedroom in my shirt and your lace panties you brat.". He responded letting out and airy chuckle. I smiled before closing my eyes and falling asleep to his light breathing.

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What Happens in Paris...(8)

[Masterlist]

Feeling flirty and fancy..🍰🌹☕🍬

word count: ~ 5000

rated: PG for language and mature themes

Book: The Royal Romance, book 2

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Drake sat between Kate and Hana in the back of the limousine. Any other day he might have enjoyed being sandwiched between two beautiful women, but not today. On the other bench seat, directly across from him, was Kiara sitting between Maxwell and Penelope. The way she looked at him made his skin crawl inside his fancy clothes. To add to his awkwardness, having Kate and Hana sitting so close to him meant he didn��t know where to put his hands, so he just folded his arms across his chest and glared at the privacy screen behind Kiara’s head.

Next to Kiara, Penelope had her eyes glued to her phone, trying to avoid looking at Kate. She was still mired in guilt over her part in the Tariq scandal, and felt uncomfortable being so close to Kate and her friends. She would have felt equally as lost in the other car with the King, Adelaide, Madeleine and Regina so she tried to lose herself in the ebook she was reading.

Hana couldn’t help but feel the stiffness of Drake’s frame as he sat next to her. Whenever the car turned a corner, or swerved to pass another vehicle he fought not to lean on either of them. If he wasn’t so clearly uncomfortable, it might have been endearing that he was making an effort to be such a gentleman. Leaning back on the seat, Hana tried to catch Kate’s attention with a glance but she had her head turned toward the window. Taking a cue from Penelope, Hana digs her phone out of her purse and sends Kate a text.

Drake glances at Kate’s purse in her lap when it chimes, watching her open it and fish out her phone. He feared the text might be from Liam, causing a sour feeling in his stomach. With her phone screen so close to him, Drake couldn’t help but see the message and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Hana was the sender. He feigned indifference as he gazed out the window, but couldn't help but see their conversation.

Hana: <poke> <poke>

Kate: ??

Hana: Poor Drake, he’s trying so hard to be the polite thorn between two roses.

Kate: Heh, I noticed. He’s super tense. It doesn’t help that Kiara is being a total sleaze and giving him the ‘fuck me’ eyes over there. I want to punch her in the face.

Drake clears his throat, glancing at Kate with an amused twitch to his lip.

Hana: Shall we give Kiara a not so subtle hint that he’s taken?

Kate: Yes, let’s do that. Something to make her jealous AF.

Hana puts her phone away in her purse, and then crosses her legs to give Drake more room on the seat. He steals a quick glance her way, wondering what she’s doing. When she angles her upper body toward him and tucks her hand into the crook of his elbow he gets his answer.

He leans over and mumbles to her out of the corner of his mouth, “Care to explain?”

Hana smiles at him and pats him on the arm, “Just roll with it,” she whispers.

Penelope looks up from her phone, does a double-take and then nudges Kiara with her elbow. “Are you seeing what I’m seeing?” she hisses.

Kiara nods, a confused frown on her face. Her eyes cut back and forth between Drake and Hana.

Drake relaxes his posture on the seat, spreading his knees apart and dropping his hands down to fold them in his lap. He gives Kiara a wide cheshire grin, and then waggles his eyebrows at her. She tilts her head, and then casts another glance over Drake, confused by the direct eye contact. What is he doing?

Once he’s sure that he has her undivided attention, he glances down at Kate’s bare leg pressed up next to his. Sliding his hand down his thigh he lets his pinkie finger graze along her skin and then he places his hand on her knee.

Kiara’s eyes go wide when Kate turns toward Drake with a smirk, tucking her arm under his to hug him across the chest and nuzzle her face into the side of his neck. Penelope gasps, picking up her phone again and tapping at the screen. Kate shoots her a warning look, shaking her head, and she drops her phone back down into her lap.

Maxwell looks away and then coughs into his fist to get everyone’s attention when the car comes to a stop, “Ahem, we’re here. Showtime everyone.”

…..

Kate settles back against the seat, feeling just a little flushed after their little public display. Penelope and Kiara were still staring at her and Drake with dumbfounded expressions. Ignoring them, Drake sucks in a deep breath in an attempt to combat the adrenaline rush he was feeling. Looking past Kate to peer out the window he frowns at the surging crowd of people on the sidewalk outside.

“Max, it looks like we’ve got a swarm of eager paparazzi waiting for us. Kind of overkill for a tea party don’t you think?”

Maxwell sighs, “Well we’re not the only high profile people here today. This event is being co-hosted by the wives of the French Prime Minister and the French Ambassador to Cordonia. No doubt the news outlets have been talking about it.”

“Oh great,” Drake mumbles. “So what now? Do we swim our way through the sharks, or do we call for the Royal guards to clear us a path?”

“Would they do that for us?” Kate asks hopefully, reaching for Drake’s hand on the seat beside her.

He folds his fingers around hers and gives them a gentle squeeze, leaning in close to murmur in her ear. “I’ve got you Kate, even if I have to plough my way through those bastards to get us inside.”

“And Hana too? We couldn’t leave her to fend for herself,” Kate whispers back, glancing at her friend.

Hana gets her sunglasses out of her purse and offers Drake a weak smile when he looks her way. He reaches for her hand too, giving her a warm smile of his own, “What kind of gentleman would I be if I didn’t take care of both my Ladies?”

With Drake’s warm, strong hand wrapped around her cool fingers Hana can’t help but blush a little. She wasn’t used to such personal treatment, and for a moment she understood how it felt to be Kate. On the other bench seat Kiara rolls her eyes, “Oh please, how much longer is this faux menáge a trois going to be dragged out? I know it’s all fake. He couldn’t possibly keep two women happy at once.”

Drake throws his head back and laughs when Kate cuts in with a sly grin, “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

The charged atmosphere inside the car is interrupted by a knock on the window, Max breathes a sigh of relief as he presses the button to lower the tinted glass. It’s Bastien. “Lord Beaumont, the royal guard and the venue staff security have pushed the media back to a safe distance. You and your party are clear to exit the vehicle now.”

Maxwell nods, puffing out his chest and squaring his shoulders in an attempt to appear serious and Lordly, “Thank-you Bastien.”

When Bastien opens the door, Maxwell climbs out first and turns to offer his hand to Kiara and then to Kate as she exits the car. Drake scoots over on the seat to get out ahead of Penelope so that he can place himself next to Kate. Grasping her hand firmly he turns to help Hana out of the car. With his ‘Ladies’ flanking him on either side, Drake strides confidently into the building with a cheeky grin on his face amid the flashbulbs and flurry of questions from the press.

Once everyone is inside the hushed interior of the foyer, Bastien rounds on Drake and grabs him by the arm to pull him aside. “What in the devil are you up to? Does protocol mean nothing to you?”

Drake shakes his arm out of Bastien’s grasp, “What does it matter if the three of us walk in together?”

“As a representative of House Beaumont, Lady Kate is the responsibility of Lord Maxwell and should be escorted as such. You should have brought up the rear after the Ladies have already entered.”

Drake scoffs, “Oh please, as if you care about Kate’s status at court. You and Poodle Penny over there were working together to get her kicked out!”

“The King cares about her reputation -..”

Drake scowls in disbelief, “Like bullshit he does! He cares more about his own.”

Kate holds her hands up, raising her voice, “That's enough! Bastien, I don't mind having Drake as an escort. Liam asked Drake to look out for me, so let him do it. And as a courtesy to my friend Lady Hana, whom Madeleine has welcomed back into her court, he's pledged to look out for her as well.”

Bastien takes a step back, giving Drake a warning look, before bowing his head to Kate, “My apologies, Lady Kate. I’ll give Drake some space to fulfill his protective...duties. But I must insist he use more discretion, so his actions do not reflect badly upon the Royal Court.”

Drake’s scowl deepens and he opens his mouth to protest further, but Kate rests her hand on his arm and shakes her head, “Save it. We've already created enough of a scene.”

Breathing a deep sigh of resignation, Drake closes his eyes. “Fine, let's get to this Damn tea party. I can't wait for this stupid engagement tour to be over with.”

Drake, Hana and Kate wait for everyone else to go on ahead and then approach the banquet hall together. Kate is on Drake’s right, holding onto his hand, while Hana is on his left with her hand tucked into the crook of his elbow. It's slightly awkward until they find a walking pace that works for everyone, with Kate and Hana both giggling as they try to keep up to Drake’s long strides. “C’mon girls, keep up.” he chuckles quietly.

At the door to the hall they're stopped by someone from the hotel staff with a clipboard. “Names please?”

Drake introduces his flanking angels, first raising Kate’s hand, “On my right, this is Lady Kate Darling. And on my left” he raises his elbow, “Lady Hana Lee.”

The girl with the clipboard nods crossing off the names as she finds them. “Mmmhmm, and you are?”

“Drake Walker.”

Sliding her finger down the list she raises an eyebrow, slowly shaking her head, “I’m sorry I don't see your name, oh wait...here you are near the bottom.”

Trying to hide his impatience, Drake nods his thanks with a thin lipped smile, and then escorts his Ladies in the door. Hana immediately gasps as she takes in the grandeur of the specially decorated venue space. Kate can’t help but be impressed by the decor as well, especially for something touted as being just a tea party.

The ceiling and walls were dressed in pastel pink, white and purple silk and sheer drapery. Large crystal chandeliers lit the space and lent a jeweled sparkle effect to every gilded and shiny silver serving platter and tall glass vase of flowers, of which there were many. Off in one corner of the room upon a stage, a four piece string quartet played a gentle classical melody. Instead of a formal dining room setting filled with many tables, there were only a few round tables set with chairs and table cloths. Informal conversational sitting areas with comfortable sofas and chairs were grouped along the walls and corners of the space, a design that encouraged everyone to mingle and chat. Down the center of the room long banquet tables were dressed in white brocade tablecloths and ladened heavily with all manner of delicate sweets, buttery croissants and pastry, cookies, tiny sandwiches, fruits, cheeses and of course hot tea stations serving various varieties.

While Hana and Kate oohed and ahhed over the spectacle and grandeur, Drake’s eyes were drawn to the various groups of people. The men looked bored, the women cheerful and chatty. He lamented being in such a large group of nobles without a drop of alcohol in sight to calm his nerves. Several sets of eyes drifted their way, prompting close conversations in hushed tones. Although he was thankful for the cool air conditioning, Drake still felt the prickle of heat rising up out of the collar of his shirt. He knew that the longer he stood next to Kate, the more stares they were bound to receive. It was time to split up and mingle.

Leaning in close to Kate he lets go of her hand and says, “Off you go now, Beautiful. Turn heads and make waves like the swan you are amongst these pathetic pretentious...ducks.”

Kate gives him a warm smile at the compliment, “I’m assuming you’re going to make a beeline for the snack table and avoid as many conversations as possible.”

Drake nods with a chuckle, rubbing his chin, “That would be a Texas sized ten four pretty lady. The more food I can keep on my plate and in my mouth, the less talking I’ll be able to do.”

Hana giggles at their lighthearted banter and steers Kate toward a tea station. “See you later, Drake.”

...

Across the room, Madeleine & Liam are standing with the French Ambassador’s wife, Marie and sipping tea. Liam is only half listening to the conversation going on between Maddy and Marie, because he keeps stealing glances towards Kate. She’s over at the tea table with Hana, and smiling over something Hana's saying. His stomach erupts with butterflies and he can’t stop a warm feeling from blooming in his chest. Damn she can light up a whole room with that smile. She used to smile like that for me. How can she look so beautiful and happy without me?

When Hana and Kate take their tea cups over to a sofa to sit down, neither giving Liam a glance, he feels the butterflies turn to cold sludge in his gut. Madeleine had a firm grasp on his forearm and he felt trapped, tense and uncomfortable. He needed a reason to sneak away so he could at least go over to say 'hello'. When there was finally a lull in the conversation he saw his opening.

After gulping down the rest of his hot tea, he forced a smile. "Well that was an excellent cup of tea, and now I have a craving for something sweet. I think there might be some baklava on the far table."

Madeleine nods, releasing her grip, "By all means Dear, I wouldn't want to deprive you of your favorite treat."

With a polite nod to the ambassador's wife he takes his leave, feeling the tension in his shoulders dissipate. The further away he gets from Madeleine the better he feels. By the time he meets Drake at the buffet table he's wearing a grin. He sizes up his friend's dressed up attire as he reaches for a plate.

"You clean up nicely Drake, it looks good on you."

Drake takes the time to chew and swallow the bite of eclair he has in his mouth. "You think so? Maxwell helped me pick this out."

Liam loads up his plate with some chocolate petit fours, cream puffs, and a couple servings of baklava. "Oh definitely, I've even seen some of the women looking your way."

Drake picks up a delicate finger sandwich and puts it on his plate, and then picks up another. "Yeah, right. They're not looking at me."

Liam glances over at Hana and Kate. He catches Hana's eye and she smiles back. "Seriously dude, I think Hana is checking you out."

Drake nods, "Well I did sit next to her in the Limo, and things got cozy."

Liam chuckles and smacks Drake on the shoulder, "Well there you go! She's a beautiful woman Drake, I think you'd make a wonderful couple."

Drake tries to swallow the lump forming in his throat, but decides to play along anyway and forces a grin. He nods toward the trays of party food, "Which of these do you think Hana would like? She'd probably be impressed if I brought her back something."

Liam looks over at Kate and Hana again, and this time both women are looking their way. "Uhh, probably something chocolate. Do you think Kate likes baklava?"

Drake frowns and then picks up a fruit tart, remembering how Kate had put extra jam on her croissant that morning. He shrugs, "I dunno, probably."

"Splendid! I'll offer her a piece of mine."

When Liam walks over to Kate, Drake realizes that Madeleine has been staring at them too, and has an angry scowl on her face. He gives her a wave, which just makes her roll her eyes and shake her head at him. He dismisses her with a shrug that shows how little he cares. Turning back toward where Kate and Hana are sitting, Drake sees Liam on the sofa next to Kate offering her something from his plate.

Kate steals a quick look at Drake as he comes over, and then turns her attention back to Liam. He can tell that she's pretending to consider what Liam's offering, but doesn't want anything off his plate. Drake smirks to himself, because he's already winning in the game of knowing Kate better than Liam.

Drake approaches Hana with a shy grin on his face, and gestures to the sliver of cushion left beside her, "Is this seat taken?"

Hana smiles back, shaking her head and squeezes in closer to Kate to give him room. Drake gingerly sits down, perching on the edge of the sofa. He presents his plate of goodies to Hana with a flourish, "Would the Lady be interested in something sweet to go with her tea? I highly recommend the chocolate eclairs."

Kate eyes the delicate fruit tart on Drake's plate, and the elegant cucumber sandwiches as well. Neither is Drake's style, and she knows it. But she also knows he would suffer a cucumber sandwich and a tailored white shirt just to spend time with her. Meanwhile, Liam had brought over a plate of his own favorite things.

Hana picks up a chocolate eclair with a smile, "How did you know that I loved these?"

Drake tilts his head down and gives her a warm smile, lowering his voice. "Because I know you love chocolate and marshmallows just like I do, and this was the closest thing."

Kate can't help but feel a pang of jealousy over how Drake is laying on the charm for Hana, while Liam is trying to do the same for her but she's not interested.

Liam clears his throat politely to regain her attention, "Tomorrow is our last day in Paris, and other than this brief moment, I've had very little chance to see you. There isn't anything scheduled on the itinerary until the Opera tomorrow evening. I'd be greatly honoured if you'd share my private box with me to watch the show."

Drake tenses upon hearing Liam's invitation, hoping Kate will turn him down. The thought of her spending hours alone with Liam in a darkened theater was making him lose his appetite.

Kate can practically feel the animosity rolling off of Drake in waves, but she considers Liam's offer anyway. "Won't Madeleine be sharing it with you?"

Liam shakes his head, "She doesn't care for the Opera, plus she's spending time with her Mother tomorrow. Besides that, she wants to personally oversee the arrangements for the next phase of the engagement tour."

Hana interrupts, breaking into an enthusiastic smile, "Oh, yes. I'm so excited to show everyone my home city when the tour goes to Shanghai."

Drake looks over at Kate, waiting for her to answer Liam's invitation. They lock eyes for a moment and then she looks away.

"Of course I'll accept your invitation, Your Majesty. I'd be delighted to watch the Opera with you."

Liam places his hand over hers and squeezes it fondly, "Wonderful! I look forward to it."

Drake hands his plate of party food to Hana, "Here Hana, you take these and I'll go refresh your cup of tea. Black tea with just a lemon slice right?"

Hana nods, handing him her tea cup, "Thanks Drake, that's very kind of you."

Drake shrugs, mumbling to himself as he gets up to leave, "You're welcome, I...I need something to drink too."

…

Kiara is standing at the table pouring herself a cup of tea when Drake approaches. He pauses a moment and then steps in next to her. She gives him a little smile as she puts the teapot back down again.

"Hello there, Drake. I never took you for a tea drinker."

Drake sighs, looking at the various china teapots on display, each pot has a little place card next to it that says what type of tea is inside. Unfortunately each card is written in French.

"I'm not, but Hana is. Which one of these is just regular black tea?"

Kiara points to the one on the far right. "It's so sweet of you to bring her a cup of tea. Are you getting one for Kate too?"

Drake dumps the old slice of lemon out of Hana's cup into the trash bin provided, and then uses the silver tongs to pick up a new slice to drop into her cup. He shakes his head and then reaches for the teapot to pour the tea, "She's being entertained by Liam at the moment."

Kiara raises her eyebrows in surprise, and then blows on her teacup to cool its contents before taking a sip. "Oh really? That must really sting, especially after that ridiculous show of affection she showed you in the car. But the tabloid rumors going around say she'll hop into any man's bed anyway."

Drake's hand shakes as he puts the pot back down, rattling the lid so that it falls to the table. He reaches over and picks it up, wincing in pain as it burns his fingers when he places it back on the pot. He wipes his hand on the cool material of his pants, before blowing on his fingers. "Rumors are just lies to entertain the foolish and bored losers of society."

Kiara shrugs, glancing over at Hana, Kate and Liam as they sit together talking. "I saw you over at the sweets table earlier, and it's not hard to tell that you like your food."

Drake selects an empty cup from the tray nearby and blindly chooses one of the teapots and pours himself some tea. The tea is pinkish red, and Drake sighs with disappointment upon having chosen a herbal variety. "Uh huh, so?"

"Do you have any recommendations?"

Drake picks up his cup of tea and gives it a sniff. It smells faintly like apples and cinnamon so he decides to chance it. Yeah, I recommend that you fuck off and leave me alone.

Over Kiara's shoulder, Drake can see Kate making her way over.

"The eclairs are okay. The croquembouches and palmiers look more promising, but I haven't tried them yet."

Kiara raises her tea cup and nods, impressed, "Mon dieu, Drake. I didn't know you were so familiar with French pastries."

Drake sips at his herbal tea, shrugging as Kate steps up beside him. "Eh, I figure I've been to enough of these parties that I can at least know which food is which."

Kate looks between Kiara and Drake with a grin, "Don't you two look friendly, am I interrupting? Cuz I'd like to steal Drake away if I can."

Kiara nods, giving them a knowing grin. "Of course. I was just going to sample the pastries that Drake has so kindly recommended to me. I'll leave you two alone."

When Kiara leaves, Drake chuckles at the frown creasing Kate's brow as she glares at her. "Did your Mom ever warn you about what sour looks can do to your face?"

Kate turns back to Drake, still wearing her frown, "Huh? What was that?"

"Nevermind. You look so cute when you're jealous."

Shaking her head, Kate smacks him on the arm. "Hey! Don't make me spill my tea," he protests.

Kate turns toward the teapots to get a fresh cup of tea. "What kind are you drinking?"

"Dunno, something fruity and herbal."

Raising her eyebrows, Kate giggles. "Don't forget to hold out your pinky when you sip your tea, Princess Drake."

"Hah, ha. So funny. I just chose a random pot and poured."

"Whose tea is that one?" Kate points to the black tea with a lemon slice floating in it.

Drake winces, "Ah shit, that was supposed to be for Hana. Kiara distracted me with her small talk about pastries."

"Uh huh," Kate nods, her chin tilted up and giving Drake a suspicious look.

Drake refreshes his cup with some more hot herbal tea, "Put those silly eye daggers away. You know that you're the only girl for me, Kate."

Kate pours Hana a new hot tea with lemon, and then picks up her own cup. "Ok, fine. Let's go back over and sit down."

Drake is relieved to see that Liam has moved on to chatting with someone else. Hana sits demurely in the middle of the sofa, rearranging the remaining tea party treats onto one plate with her delicate fingers. When Drake and Kate return she smiles when Kate hands her a fresh cup of tea.

"I saved the fruit tart for you Kate, although it was definitely tempting."

Drake settles down next to Hana again, turning sideways so that he can talk to both women more easily. He stretches his arm across the back of the sofa and tries to relax, wishing he could be sitting next to Kate but resigns himself to just admiring her from a distance. When she picks up the tart, he tries to hide behind his tea cup and take a sip so he can watch. She bites into the tart and then licks her lips, causing him to gasp involuntarily and almost choke on his tea. He coughs and looks away, closing his eyes and trying not to listen to her moans of pleasure. Pretending to only be Kate's friend in public was like torture.

When he looks at her again she smiles and gives him a wink. Sucking in a deep breath he looks around the room for a distraction to build a conversation around, fighting to keep his arousal in check. Hana speaks up after finishing one of the chocolate treats from their shared plate, and Drake breathes a sigh of relief.

"With all of the high profile people here today you'd think there would be more visible security."

Kate sips at her tea to wash down the sweet tart, "There could be security guards in disguise. Drake, you've been to more of these parties than either of us. Is there anyone here that you neither recognize as a noble or as a foreign dignitary?"

Drake looks around the room, recognizing everyone from Liam's Cordonian court and their personal security. "The usual security people are here, but I don't know who looks after the French diplomats. The only guard I see as conspicuously absent is Bastien."

"Speaking of Bastien, what was with him today? Surely he didn't see you as a security risk," Hana asks, as she looks at the people around the room more closely.

"He's a servant of the crown so he does what he's told. Protocol is everything to him. Although I figured he'd trust me with you two."

"Unless someone told him not to."

Drake looks from Hana to Kate, "Do you think there's still some conspiracy at play here?"

Kate shrugs,"Well we still don't know who told him to use Penelope to screw Tariq and I over at Applewood."

Hana bites into the piece of baklava that Liam left behind on the plate and looks over to where he's sitting with Madeleine and Regina. "Now that Liam is King, Bastien works for him. But back then he would have been working for Regina and Constantine."

Drake grabs a raspberry mini cake off of the plate, which makes Kate smirk at him with amusement, "What?"

"Oh, nothing. I just think it's cute to see you eating dainty little cakes and sipping tea."

Drake pops the whole cake into his mouth in one bite, "Delicious," he mumbles. Kate giggles at him.

Hana is still watching Liam on the far side of the room and goes back to the subject of Bastien, "So if Bastien works for the King, and Liam has chosen Madeleine to be his queen, then why would Bastien be still so concerned about who Kate is seen with in Public?"

Drake hazards a glance in Liam's direction, and his suspicions are confirmed when the King looks away.

"Because Liam's still wanting Kate to be his Queen."

"But he and Madeleine are on a very public engagement tour, so why would he risk being seen with Kate while her name is generating such negative press?" Hana blushes and then glances at Kate, "..sorry, Kate. I meant no offense. I know the press has it all wrong."

Kate waves off her apology and pats her on the hand, "Don't worry, Hana. I know what you mean. Despite being engaged, Liam is still holding onto the idea that he can have a Queen and his not so secret mistress too. Why else would he invite me to watch the Opera with him?"

Drake downs the last of his tea, and then sets his cup down on the saucer with a little more force than necessary. The fine china makes a loud cracking sound and a chip breaks off the bottom of the cup. Next to him, Hana jumps with fright, ejecting the rest of their party food off of her lap and onto the floor.

"Why else, indeed. Did you have to be so delighted to accept his invitation?"

Kate rolls her eyes, "Relax, Drake. I won't let him touch me. Besides I need to talk to him about us."

Drake grumbles, "I bet that's going to go over well."

Hana looks down at their ruined party snacks on the floor, "Uh, I'll just leave you two alone to talk this out while I go fetch us some new treats."

Drake hands Hana his chipped tea cup as well, "I'm finished with this."

Hana smiles weakly at Drake and then leaves. Drake watches her go, and catches Liam's eye again. He seems rather interested in what's going on with the three of them. Drake shuffles the spilled food under the sofa with his foot and then turns back to Kate.

Drake shifts over closer, lowering his voice, "I'm sorry for the outburst. I know Liam's been my best friend for years, but right now I don't trust him."

Kate chews at her bottom lip nervously, knowing that they're being watched by so many people. She wanted so badly to be able to sit beside him in public and among the royal court and not have everyone whisper like it was some sort of scandal. "From the way he keeps looking at us, I don't think he trusts you either."

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superredcorp · 4 years

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RED DAUGHTER FANFIC - What if she survived?

When Linda woke up alone, she couldn't help but feel upset. She may have only been here a few days but she had gotten used already to waking up next to her twin sister, who had stayed with her every night since her nightmare on the first day.

But now, Kara wasn't there. She tried shoving the feeling of abandonment away - Kara wouldn't do that to her. Kara was a good person.

Instead she listened closely and sure enough heard her heartbeat in the living room. With a wave of relief, she got up and walked out of the bedroom.

"What are you doing?", Linda asked, tilting her head a little while watching her twin tap rapidly on the keyboard of her laptop.

"I'm finally taking the time to write that article to wash your name clean. So you can become a hero too when you're ready and don't have to deal with suspicion and distrust. So people know you're good. At least that's the plan.", Kara explained and looked up from her laptop. When she met Linda's eyes, she frowned. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Linda's eyes widened. "Nothing."

Kara smiled empathetically. "You can't really hide that from me. You get the same crinkle between your eyes when you're worried or upset that I get."

Her twin sighed, letting her shoulders hang. After calming down from the initial fear of not finding Kara next to her, the worry she had felt ever since Alex had hung up the phone after talking to Eliza the day before re-emerged. "I'm... I just..."

"You're scared about what Eliza will think about you?", Kara guessed.

Linda fidgeted with her fingers and nodded.

The original blonde patted the place beside her on the couch for her to join her. Linda's eyes lit up a little and she followed the silent request.

"I know what's going happen. She's going to love you, just like mom already does. That went well and this will too. Eliza is honestly one of the kindest, most caring people I know. And one thing that's sure is that she can't resist this face."

Linda giggled, making Kara smile.

Kara put her arm around Linda, gently pulling her closer and the latter hesitated a little but then dared resting her head on her shoulder, finding comfort in the closeness.

(A few hours later)

"Hey, girls!", Eliza greeted happily, going to hug her two daughters - needing yet to hear about the third, sitting in the bedroom once more.

Alex and Kara endured the motherly affection with smiles.

When Eliza had settled down as much as possible, they decided it was time to speak.

"Okay, Eliza, so there's... two major changes that we have to tell you about.", Kara said, nervously. "The first is... well, I'm dating someone. Uhm... well, it's Lena. Lena Luthor."

"Oh, dear god, finally."

"Wha- Wait, you... you knew?", Kara asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"Oh please, sweetie, it's hard not to know. You're a gay mess whenever it's about that Luthor girl."

"I did not seriously just hear you utter the words "gay mess".", Alex said, perplexed.

Eliza playfully hit her shoulder. "Well, when one daughter's already come out to you and you suspect the other to follow at one point, you look things up."

"I don't think I want to know what you looked up. So I'm not even gonna ask.", Alex replied, looking a little traumatized.

Eliza just laughed. "Does Alura know, sweetheart?", she turned towards Kara who nodded.

"I talked to her yesterday. She was... delighted. A little worried about the Luthor name because of Clark's history with Lex but I convinced her that Lena's nothing like him and then she was just happy for me.", she told her.

"As am I.", Eliza smiled, squeezing Kara's hand. Then she asked both of them: "What's the other thing you wanted to talk about, girls?"

"Uhm, that's a little harder to explain.", Kara began.

"It's probably best if we just show you.", Alex added, jogging over to the bedroom and peeking into it.

When she reappeared, she held Linda's hand and gently tugged at it to bring her forward.

Eliza gasped. "Is- is that-?"

"You know her as Red Daughter, yes.", Kara quickly said. "But we just call her Linda."

The oldest Danvers woman eyed her younger daughter's doppelganger suspiciously. "And what is she doing here? I mean, she attacked me - she basically killed you, Kara."

Kara wanted to respond but Linda's voice prevented her from it.

She had her head lowered, causing her hair to fall into her face. "I'm sorry.", her voice sounded so guilt-ridden and sorrowful that it was heartbreaking.

Alex who was still holding her hand, put her free hand on Linda's shoulder for comfort. Soon joined by Kara who hugged her sideways too.

Eliza watched the scene, feeling her suspicion and caution slowly fade. "I... I think I just need to know what exactly happened."

"When I went up against Lex, he attacked me with a kryptonite blast. Lin saved my life, by pushing me out of the way and taking it herself. And she almost died in the process. Alex helped her use the same method to save herself that I somehow used to save myself. She's a good person. And... we've adopted her into the family. We're caring for her now.", Kara explained.

Alex elaborated: "She's not dangerous, mom, I promise. She just got manipulated by Lex and... she didn't know any better. It's not her fault."

Eliza nodded slowly. "Okay. If you two say so, I believe you."

Linda stepped forward carefully. Eliza resisted the urge to take a step back, especially when the girl came to a halt right in front of her.

She watched her with baby blue puppy eyes, exactly like Kara's, and fidgeting hands.

"Are you my mom now, too?", she asked, with such innocence and childlike nature that Eliza couldn't help but cave in.

All the defenses, the suspicion and fear just vanished like someone flipped a switch inside her. How ever could she resist a face like that?

"Yes, sweetie, yes I am.", Eliza smiled and placed her arms around her, pulling her into a tight, motherly hug.

Alex and Kara looked at each other, with relief and happiness, glad that it had worked out so well, so fast.

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years

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Nancy & Rio

Nancy: Were you really not gonna tell me? 'Cause newsflash, if you were waiting for Buster to grow a pair and do it Nancy: Obviously that wasn't going to and didn't happen, like Rio: It's not just you, I wasn't going to tell anyone Rio: I didn't Nancy: Okay Nancy: Glad to know it wasn't just me Nancy: But you could've said something when they all started finding out and not leave June to break it to me thinking I already knew Nancy: The level of awkward Rio: I'm sorry, Nance Rio: I should've thought Rio: it kinda just happened Nancy: That's my twin brother and I'm the last to know Nancy: You know? Rio: You so aren't Rio: know news is traveling fast but Rio: I don't know, I am sorry Rio: Probably could've done this better Nancy: Anyway its not about me Nancy: So not the point Rio: Yeah but it ain't my intention to make you feel shit with it Rio: or his Nancy: He clearly had no intention either way Nancy: It's actually comforting though, amid this whole personality transplant he's having, he's still able to be a prick Rio: I mean, take what you can get, babe Nancy: I'm sorry but this is Nancy: He's old enough to get married but not mature enough to talk to anyone about it Rio: To be clear, we aren't getting married Nancy: What do you mean? Nancy: You are Rio: I mean Rio: not right now Rio: not for ages, it's not like we've got plans Rio: we would've said then, would've had to Nancy: Then what are you doing? Nancy: Why do you need a ring that costs enough to give my mum and dad a heart attack, right now? Rio: Because we want to Rio: there's no way to say that that doesn't sound bratty but you know what I mean Nancy: Not that long ago he wanted to go to America Nancy: I'm not even trying to sound like a bitch but if I do then it's 'cause I don't understand Rio: I've not said he can't Rio: he's still applied Nancy: I'm not saying that only Nancy: How do you know what he wants? Nancy: I know what it's like to get carried away, like Rio: I know Rio: but this hasn't just come out of nowhere, remember Nancy: It seems like he has to keep upping the stakes, everyone's okay with you being together so he has to take it further Rio: I don't think he wants the fight Rio: like you said, he doesn't even wanna talk Nancy: He says he doesn't, but then does everything he can to have it brought to him Nancy: He's always done it Rio: I don't know what to say Rio: I really don't think he's gonna take it that far, like Nancy: Well, I wouldn't have said so either but it's one drama after another with him lately Rio: There's nothing I can say to convince you, and I'm not going to Rio: but I know he loves me Nancy: I know he loves you too Nancy: But you have to admit, it's intense, right? Rio: Yeah Rio: It definitely is Rio: it always has been Nancy: Are you sure he can handle this? Rio: How do you mean? Nancy: He's always kept everyone at arms length Nancy: Slept with different girls all the time Nancy: Not that long ago Nancy: Has he really changed that much? Rio: I think so, but sure, I can't say so for certain Rio: but it's only me who has to take that chance and trust him Rio: you know Rio: if he hasn't then that's that Nancy: Aren't you freaked out? Nancy: He's already cheated on you, okay not in a cut and dry way 'cause we all know what Chloe is like and what she did but still Nancy: You said yes to forever Nancy: That's Rio: Like you said, not that cut and dry Rio: It was all such a mess idk if we were even together together Rio: it still hurt but Rio: I'm just trying to move on from all that shit Nancy: Yeah Nancy: Sorry for bringing it up Nancy: I'm just Nancy: I'm freaked out if you're not Rio: Nah, it happened Rio: I can't explain how I know Rio: I just do Rio: Maybe it's stupid but it still is Nancy: I don't think either of you are stupid Nancy: Impatient, maybe Nancy: But you're not alone in that, like Nancy: Everything's moving so fast with everyone and I can't remember how to relax anymore Rio: Yeah Rio: It is mental Rio: but this is one of the only things that doesn't make me feel like that Rio: that's what it is, that's how I know Nancy: I can tell its the same for him Nancy: Even if he won't talk to me, I still know Rio: I can make him but you know how well that'll go down Rio: Not got those kind of powers yet, like Nancy: Mum's beat me to the ambush and I can imagine how that went Nancy: I'm not trying to do it Rio: Either really bad or really well 'cos my phones not being blown up so Nancy: Not to be a bitch again, but option 1 is way more likely Rio: Yeah Rio: Reckon your Mum hates me as much as Ro does yet or Nancy: Of course not Nancy: Ro only hates you 'cause she hates herself so much there's no more space there Nancy: My mum would never Rio: Good to know Rio: Self-esteem saving the day yet again Nancy: Not to say she's buying a hat and shoes yet Nancy: But you'll be okay at the next family function Nancy: Mum's mad at Buster not you, and same Rio: What a fashion faux pas that'd be Rio: Make a joke about hiding the bump better than the ring but even I'm not ready for that gag yet Rio: He really is trying, not that I'm going to law school to be his advocate but Nancy: You're getting married before Ro, we're all thrilled about that much, babe Nancy: He's trying my patience, but what's new there? Nancy: We're all trying as hard as we can right now Nancy: It'd be nice if he acted like he gave a fuck about anything besides you and him but Nancy: Just do me a favour and don't have a baby until I'm out of the country, yeah? Rio: Has Drew made an appearance since? Rio: and you've got it Nancy: No Nancy: Even he's not that much of an idiot Rio: Just checking Rio: Don't want 'em sneaking in ahead, like Nancy: If you think my mum is anti your vows she's next level about theirs, don't worry Rio: Ain't we all Rio: Not just 'cos I wanna ride him myself, naturally Nancy: Don't Nancy: So gross Nancy: If that can be the one thing that unites us I'm fine with it Rio: You fancy him too? Rio: Know he's pretty but um Nancy: Oh my god Nancy: Not what I meant Rio: 😂 Rio: Awks, surprised he ain't aiming for the full set Nancy: I'm sure he is Nancy: Happy to disappoint and destroy the myth that he's even pretty Rio: Gasp Rio: Nance, it's all he's got Nancy: Unlucky Rio: Heartless Nancy: Rule 1 of man hating lesbianism, like Rio: I been to the clubs, I basically got the jacket Nancy: You got all the phone numbers too, don't rub it in Nancy: You're already coupled up before me Rio: I didn't get off with anyone 😏 Nancy: Only 'cause you're disgustingly in love with my brother Nancy: You easily could've Rio: Shh Rio: Number one player right there Nancy: Please don't get all boring and domestic Nancy: I need to go out like yesterday Nancy: School is killing me Rio: I don't reckon that's very likely Rio: I do need to ask about and get my name back out so Rio: come with for the crawl, like Nancy: Definitely Nancy: When? Rio: Whenever you can Rio: I was gonna go tonight but gonna take more than one Nancy: I can do tonight Nancy: I need to Rio: Sorted then Rio: Just don't tell your Ma Nancy: She's too busy on labour watch to notice what I do Nancy: Not pregnant or engaged so I'm slipping through the cracks Rio: Aw babe Rio: let's avoid a sister scandal still Rio: Doesn't make the night go with a swing Nancy: Just how hetero is this club if you feel like either outcome is likely for me tonight? Rio: Just 'cos I'm coming for your gayness by getting engaged in a blink of an eye, don't be salty Nancy: Please Nancy: I'm never getting married Nancy: You do you but it's not for me Nancy: I'll keep the cat stereotype Rio: Just saying Rio: you know you could end up wifey'd and ma'd as easy in the gay club Rio: progress, baby Nancy: I could, but I won't Nancy: If I can get through this school year I'll be that career driven bitch Nancy: Glass ceilings to still break, you know Rio: 'Course Nancy: I know you're devastated, babe Nancy: I still love you though Rio: 😂 Rio: How'd you know? Nancy: Settling for the other twin, textbook Rio: That'll be it Rio: Try not to be too smug when you do chat to him, yeah? Nancy: I'll leave that to him Nancy: He does it so much better Rio: Nothing smugger than the higher ground Rio: Sneaky, babe Nancy: You can have that one as a freebie for your married life Rio: 😏 Rio: Still owe me a gift Rio: know you're good for it, McKenna Nancy: Maybe the gift is me tonight, hmm? Rio: Steady Rio: We can't keep doing this Nancy: I know, I know you can't handle me Nancy: I've heard it all before Rio: You heard what they say about redheads too, yeah? Nancy: Absolutely Rio: 😂 Rio: Guess we've said all we need to say then babe Nancy: You haven't told me how high up the bridesmaid rankings I am yet though Rio: You mean you ain't after that best man spot? Nancy: Can't seduce my way up that list Nancy: Also sure that he'd rather die than have me do anything like that for him Nancy: Especially 'cause I'd look better in a suit Rio: Who else would he ask? Rio: Picking the best of his current friends is the best of a bad bunch, like Nancy: You've got more than enough brothers to choose from Rio: Nah Rio: Like you said, kept his distance, who are they to him really, like Nancy: Okay but if you aren't getting married soon who knows what bromances he might form Rio: Who knows how much you'll be twinning Nancy: Gross Rio: You love it Nancy: You do Nancy: I saw you matching him on his feed Nancy: You're such a lesbian now, I can't Rio: Shut up 😖 Rio: we looked 🔥 Nancy: Yeah but it was so gay Rio: I feel hatecrimed Nancy: If you tell me you wanna match me tonight I'm not coming Nancy: Like I am, 'cause I need to, but Nancy: No Rio: 😒 Rio: this is why we're breaking up Nancy: Oh my god Nancy: You could've at least let me break up with you first Nancy: You know how stressed I am Rio: Now you can let off steam with some club hoe Rio: YOU'RE WELCOME Nancy: Now I'll be crying in the club and you'll have to deal with that Rio: Can't keep up with what you want, babe, honestly Nancy: Lesbian 101 Nancy: You never will Nancy: I actually might let off some steam if there's an option though, does that work? Rio: Sounds exhausting Rio: Ooh lala Rio: little TMI but I'm down Nancy: It's a serious question Nancy: Not a proposition for you Rio: Umm, are you asking permission or like Rio: if fucking helps you forget your problems? Nancy: I don't need your permission, we're not engaged, sorry about it Rio: The latter then? Rio: I mean, it's distraction, good as any but it's not fixing anything, like Nancy: If it works as a distraction, I'll try it Nancy: Spoken like I could remotely pull that off after having one girlfriend, okay Rio: Did you Rio: you know Rio: don't have to answer that fully tell me to shut up if you're feeling it Nancy: Yeah but I kind of had my mind elsewhere so I can't really draw on that for much inspiration Rio: Yeah Rio: I wouldn't reccomend going back to old inspiration Rio: goes without saying but that's not gonna help anything Nancy: You're telling me Nancy: Not how I thought my first relationship was gonna go Rio: Cheer up Rio: plenty got you beat Nancy: Is that meant to be comforting? Thanks Rio: Yeah Rio: least you got to be the cunt Rio: feminism, init Rio: the rest of us stuck with our sob stories here, Indie just the latest in line Nancy: I'd rather she hurt me, that's how I deserved for it to go Nancy: As if Buster gets an engagement and I get this Nancy: Such a prick Rio: Well she didn't so you don't get to mope, babe Rio: Come on Rio: Sort it out Nancy: You sound like my mum Nancy: Don't do that around him Rio: Well there's no need for that kinda slander Rio: Might be into it, but I know I can't freak you out with Freud like I did Inds so Nancy: Nothing an old white man has to say about anything is worth listening to Nancy: Even Indie knows that Rio: Harsh Rio: I like him, he knew how to party Nancy: I already know you like old white men, babe Nancy: You can't freak me out with that either Rio: 😂 Rio: Straight up savagery Nancy: Gay culture Nancy: Do I download an app or leave it up to the Gods and fates to decide if I fuck away my stresses? Rio: *Stolen straight from black culture so I trump you bitch Rio: Hmm Rio: Have you lot got a decent app of your own yet Rio: it's easier to swipe away dudes IRL than it is on a screen Nancy: Decent is a stretch Nancy: but yeah, I've swiped away my share of men in the club and out Nancy: Gross Rio: I say leave it then Rio: Plus I know you shy types, you'll front too hard on the socials and feel like dying when the time comes Rio: best to keep all your impressions in person Nancy: I feel so attacked Rio: As you should, direct callout, like Rio: got no time to chill Nancy: Fine Nancy: Acknowledged and accepted Rio: 😘 Love ya bitch Nancy: I'm glad he's not going to America if it means you're not Nancy: Like, I don't know how far away I'll be anyway but still Rio: I know you're hurting rn Rio: but please Nancy: What? Rio: Where you not insinuating you don't even wanna live in the same country as me? Nancy: I'm saying I do want to, not that I know what country I'll be in Nancy: But the way my classes are going I could be stuck here Rio: Ahh, with ya Rio: You cutie Rio: There's no way Rio: even with this bullshit Rio: it's all about your portfolio really yeah Rio: and nothing's fucking with that Nancy: It's just that nobody tells you that when you want to fuck your teacher and it fucks her over none of the other staff are that willing to help you Nancy: She used to help me, you know Nancy: And I can't like hey sorry but can you just help my dyslexic brain figure this essay out please even though you hate me now Rio: Surely there's someone else in that shithole who can Rio: Like, they don't have to be buzzin' about you but Rio: just unprofessional Nancy: I started it Rio: You're a student Rio: in their care, regardless Rio: also hardly the first who wanted to pipe a teacher, like Nancy: I don't know, all I know is everything takes so much longer now and I can't ask mum to help me until this baby comes out Nancy: So we're going out and I'm forgetting that school's a thing Rio: Sure I can't tempt you with a study sesh to go with the pre-drinks, like Rio: may as well, I've got fuck all to do 'til I get a day job again Nancy: You're not married in yet Nancy: You don't have to help me Rio: Come on Rio: Swear, I'm not that thick Nancy: Shhh Nancy: You're smarter than me that's my problem with it Nancy: You think my brother is the only one with an ego? Rio: Babe, please Rio: I'll just help get the shit sorted in your head, I ain't doing it for you Rio: left for a reason Nancy: I mean, if you wanna do it, I'll take the A Nancy: I need all the help I can get Nancy: Especially in Irish, obviously Rio: Don't push it, like Nancy: Come on, homewrecking doesn't end in good homework scores Nancy: Who knew? Rio: Ba mise an dalta ab fhearr liom ach Nancy: You lost me, see this is what I'm saying, I'm gonna fail and then have to go into my uni interviews like well.... Rio: Okay, okay drop the ego at the door and I'll help you out Nancy: You think I'm joking but I've seriously only studied with Buster before I moved schools and my mum since, when she's around Nancy: I wish I could call it ego Rio: Look, I know I can't talk you outta whatever block it is but seriously Rio: no judgment Rio: and none of the others would either Nancy: I know but like, Junior's so smart Nancy: Not saying you aren't, but you left so I don't have to know it everyday, do I Rio: There's different kinds of smart Rio: not to be that after-school special but seriously Rio: you're good at what you want to do Rio: and you'll find a way to make that happen Nancy: I know realistically that you're right but whenever I want to ask someone to help me I just remember what all those fucking girls made me feel like Nancy: About everything Rio: I know Rio: Cunts Nancy: I do need it though Nancy: Help, I mean Nancy: So if you're serious Rio: 'Course Rio: It's no thing, honest Rio: I'll come to you? 'Cos like fuck are you concentrating better here Nancy: Too true Nancy: Okay Nancy: I'll make us food Rio: 👍 Rio: and you say you ain't wifey material Nancy: Oh no, I know they'd be lucky to have me, babe Rio: 😏 More like it Rio: but remember, not why we going out, yeah Nancy: It's all just part of my masterplan to see the engagement ring, don't worry Nancy: There's nothing more important than judging every choice my brother makes Rio: Don't have him taking all the credit like I didn't help Nancy: Lord, imagine Nancy: I've seen so many horror stories Nancy: That straight girl suffering Rio: They love it Rio: First test for hubz to fail so you can cackle with your girls Nancy: They hate men more than I do and that's the truth Nancy: I see you with your separate living rooms Rio: Mhmm Rio: you'd understand if you liked 'em babe Nancy: No thanks Nancy: I refuse to believe the sex is good enough to put up with everything else Nancy: I've heard enough straight girls talk to know it isn't Nancy: Do better, all of you Rio: 😏 Nancy: Don't Nancy: I know what you're thinking and I don't want to hear it Rio: That's why I didn't say anything! Nancy: That emoji speaks for you Nancy: Loudly! Rio: Well, I can't lie Nancy: Disgusting Rio: Moving on Nancy: Thank god I moved before I had to hear that many girls swooning over him Nancy: Just have to deal with you instead Rio: First of all Rio: I'm not swooning Nancy: Sure Nancy: And second of all? Rio: Shut up Nancy: Mean Rio: Deal with it Nancy: Stop hate criming me oh my god Rio: 😂 Rio: The girl who cried hate crime Nancy: The title of my autobiography or no? Rio: Defs a work in progress but don't hate it Nancy: If nothing else the photos will sell it Rio: I know how you meant that and yet Rio: centrefold yo Nancy: Lord Nancy: Go to church please Rio: It sells Rio: we all know it Nancy: If the girl looks like you, sure Nancy: But you're not getting that promo in my autobiography so Rio: Shh Rio: working on my manners but the sentiment's the same Nancy: It's not rude to admit how pretty you are Nancy: You're fine Rio: 🙄 Rio: Such a flirt Nancy: You wish Nancy: You're stuck with my brother now, I'm not saving you Rio: Oh well Rio: that's that then Nancy: Yeah Nancy: Heartbreaking but Rio: Don't break out into a rendition of I Will Survive yet Nancy: I'll save it for the club Nancy: Promise Rio: It is a tune Rio: I'll pick a nice love song to piss you off Nancy: There she goes again with her hate crimes Nancy: So mean Rio: You know Rio: if loving your brother is a crime 😜 Nancy: That was actually the gayest thing you've ever said Rio: I know right Rio: really leaning into this Nancy: Am I proud or am I horrified? Hmm Rio: So proud Rio: Gonna make a speech at the wedding Nancy: If you mean get drunk and call Buster out then yeah Nancy: Of course I will Rio: Please don't ruin my pretend wedding Rio: the drama, this family has had enough Nancy: What do you actually want as an engagement gift though? Nancy: You've caught me unawares and I'm offended Rio: We don't need anything Rio: just get the first round, like Nancy: Did I say need or did I say want Rio: Did I not say a round Rio: you can IOU his Nancy: Fine Rio: Don't be grumpy Rio: So like him Nancy: OH MY GOD Nancy: Is that any way to change my mood? Rio: Facts are facts babe Nancy: Stop it Nancy: I'm pouting 'cause I wanna shop that's not like him at all Nancy: You know he'd just buy it Rio: Yeah he gets so mad when I won't let him splash the cash Nancy: Gross Rio: Mhmm Nancy: Why are you marrying this manchild? Rio: You know you don't wanna hear really Nancy: You don't have to marry him for that Nancy: None of us are religious Nancy: He's slept with girls for so much less Rio: No, I mean Rio: You'd just gross at any reasoning beyond that too Nancy: I know you love him Nancy: We've had that conversation Nancy: My memory's not that bad Rio: Are you drunk already? Nancy: I wish Nancy: But we have to study, right? Rio: Yeah, I can deal with dyslexia but not drunkness, thank you Rio: also omw btw Nancy: I think it's better when I drink Nancy: Like it cancels out Rio: Interesting Rio: still Rio: wait bitch Nancy: I'm not saying we test it now Nancy: I'm just saying test me later compared to now Nancy: Or something Rio: Whips out homework in the club Nancy: I meant my brain in general but whatever you're into, babe Rio: 😂 Rio: You gon be too busy Rio: remember Nancy: Fighting off straight men, sure Rio: Life and times of a mega babe Nancy: Femme struggles Nancy: Woe's me Rio: Poor baby Nancy: But if there are any cute girls there who happen to also be into me then yeah to fucking away my problems, obviously Rio: 😳 Damn okay Nancy: You know how I flirt so you know your blushes are gonna be spared Nancy: You've got more chance than me Rio: You'll be fine Rio: Your Ma ain't about is she Rio: fully avoiding Nancy: She's done her drop in for the day so you're safe Nancy: You don't need to avoid her though, just use the diamond glare like a torch Rio: Bear that in mind Rio: but I'm glad it's safe to come in Rio: get ready to train that brain Nancy: You're really selling it Nancy: Thanks Nancy: We can drink when I'm done, yeah? Rio: Well any jokes about being your sexy tutor are kinda off limits no Rio: Doing my best with what you've left, like Rio: and duh Nancy: Don't this is literally never gonna blow over and be okay, is it? Like Nancy: Excuse me while I move countries again Rio: Oh babe Rio: it will Nancy: If that was true it'd be old news by now, wouldn't it? Rio: Full offense but no one thinks about it as much as you do anymore Rio: it's just part of the craic, like who's fingered who and all that shite Nancy: Ouch Rio: It's gotta be said Nancy: Okay Nancy: Like it did really but you've said it now Rio: I'm sorry Nancy: How did you get engaged and we're still talking about me? Nancy: That's gay culture Rio: 😂 Rio: I like to think if it wasn't to your brother you'd be more receptive but you know Rio: maybe I'm giving too much credit Nancy: Rude Nancy: I want you be happy I'm not that much of a bitter lesbian Rio: I know bitch Nancy: You better know that Rio: Of course I do Rio: it's not that deep, I swear Nancy: You're only getting married, it's not that deep Nancy: You're funny Rio: Oh my god Rio: stop saying it like that Nancy: I'm sorry Nancy: But I can't believe this is something that's happening Rio: You've got plenty of time to get used to it Rio: not like it's happening in the morning, like Nancy: Thank god 'cause I am not having a good skin day Nancy: Club lighting is one thing but wedding photos are another Rio: Nothing but lowlighting I swear Rio: Plus I probably have to go on some mental diet right Nancy: Um NO Rio: Okay, wasn't about to go bridezilla and put all of y'all on it too or else Nancy: If you put yourself on it, I'd kill you, Buster would kill you, my mum would kill you Nancy: We'd all kill you Rio: The family that slays together Nancy: Exactly Nancy: Stop trying to make me give you big gay compliments about how pretty you are Rio: Soz, I'm just SO about it obvs Nancy: Who isn't? With MY track record Rio: Gotta keep everyone on their toes Rio: like you thought you knew our type Nancy: Jesus, I don't even know my own type Nancy: Good luck everyone Rio: We keep it entertaining if nothing else Nancy: One word for it Nancy: I'll just happily accept you and Buster keeping the heat off me with mum for as long as it keeps happening Nancy: Gathering up my free passes to be a messy bitch thank you Rio: Ringing endorsement Rio: You're welcome and cheers Nancy: I can be nice or I can be honest Rio: Why not both Nancy: When they overlap, of course Nancy: Doesn't happen often where my brother is concerned though Rio: 😏 I tried Nancy: You know he's only nice to you, right? Rio: Slight exaggeration Nancy: Barely an exaggeration Rio: Well Rio: I know he tries Nancy: I understand that you love him and you wanna see the best in him but I love him too and that doesn't matter like it should Nancy: Not to him anyway Rio: It does Rio: I know I've not got anything to back that up with but trust me Nancy: Where's he in this conversation? It's just me and you Nancy: And I came to London 'cause I asked you, he didn't invite me Nancy: He never would Rio: I know Rio: he just, does things differently Rio: he thinks that's how you want it Rio: and it's been like that so long, I don't know if he knows how to do different at this point Rio: not yet, anyway Nancy: Things are how he wants them 'cause I burned him years ago by leaving somewhere I literally couldn't be anymore Nancy: And he can't let it go 'cause he'll never talk to me about it Rio: It's not like it's an easy thing to talk about Rio: especially when he did a lot of things he regrets Rio: I get the frustration but it's not easy being the one who has to come on bended knee Nancy: Yeah, he did those things he regrets to me Rio: I know Rio: and so does he Rio: That's what I'm saying Rio: You get it, there's no ego to be salvaged Nancy: I wish he cared a little less about his ego then Rio: It ain't that simple Nancy: Nothing is when he's in the centre of it Rio: What happened happened Rio: There's too much water under the bridge to solve with a simple sorry no Nancy: I don't want sorry, just not to be shut out about everything that's going on with him all the time Nancy: Forget it. It's not like that for you, you don't need to understand how it is for me, like Rio: Well, no Rio: it's a two-way street Rio: he knows as little about you, it takes both of you to keep it like this Nancy: I came to London, I tried, even though he obviously didn't want me there Rio: So that's it, you're good? Nancy: Excuse you, I've been putting the work in since Nancy: He's put the shutters down over this 'cause mum's on the warpath and he can't handle any criticism Nancy: But it's not like I wasn't getting one word answers before then Rio: Whatever, this is ridiculous Rio: I'm not trying to be the go-between for either of you Nancy: Tell him to talk to me then Nancy: He actually listens to you Rio: Why can't you? Rio: You ask where he is but you're in my inbox acting like you expected him to be here Nancy: Please Nancy: I thought things were getting better for a second after the Chloe situation but here we are again, back to square one Nancy: I'm not there 'cause I'm not looking for a fight Nancy: And that's all he wants from any of us about this, for whatever reason Rio: Because he's been making changes since the Chloe situation and has got no positive feedback from that Rio: All he wants is acknowledgment of that Nancy: I know he's doing better but I don't know how to tell him that without sounding like a patronising bitch Rio: I'm not saying it's easy, or even that you have to Rio: but the defensive is his default for a reason and it isn't just that he's a cunt Rio: I'm not having that Nancy: When did it get so hard for us to talk to each other? Nancy: I used to tell him everything and vice versa Rio: I don't know Rio: Maybe it's growing up because even Indie doesn't come to me like she used to Nancy: Everything's so weird Nancy: I hate it Nancy: I'm genuinely glad he's got you, I used to get so worried about him having nobody to talk to Rio: Me too Rio: Yeah, he needs better people around him Rio: I think Uni, wherever he goes, will help Nancy: Yeah Nancy: Where we are in London is like a different world and not in a good way Rio: May can't come soon enough Rio: I am worried what he's going to do 'til then Rio: maybe I can go back and forth but I promised I'd be here Rio: I don't know Nancy: It's not just him, I was a different person there too, more shut off Nancy: It's what you have to do Nancy: He'll come here though, who wouldn't like it better? It's like taking a breath Nancy: Cliche but true Rio: Yeah Rio: It's not good for you though, I mean, you know Rio: you couldn't do it any longer than you had to Nancy: I really do know. I swear I felt too much here for too long 'cause I didn't let myself feel anything there Nancy: And look what happened Nancy: At least none of his teachers are hot, one crisis averted Rio: I mean, Chloe is hardly bangin' but you know Nancy: Therapists don't @ me or my brother, thanks Rio: Your funds, they'll be lining up babe Nancy: Right? I could pay to put their kids through uni before I go Rio: Truly Nancy: Rich kid problems Nancy: I'm aware how I sound Rio: You don't sound any type of way Rio: I'm sorry I had to be a bitch there Nancy: You're not Nancy: I shouldn't put you in the middle, I don't want to but Rio: I know, kind of inevitable Nancy: Tell me shut up next time, like Rio: You got it Nancy: Or you know, do that straight girl thing of 'but I love him' in response to anything and everything Rio: Please Rio: never get you off your soapbox then Nancy: I mean, if you did it enough I'd just die so Nancy: Not that I'm dramatic Rio: 'Course Nancy: Thanks for not pointing out how dramatic he also is Nancy: I could feel you resisting Rio: You know, enough home truths for one convo Rio: Plus I'm here so like, need you to still want me to come in Nancy: Who's more dramatic though, me or him? Nancy: Don't just say him 'cause you don't want me to fight you Nancy: Real question Rio: Hmm Rio: I don't know Rio: you're dramatic in different ways Rio: so diplomatic, I know Nancy: Such a non answer but you can come in anyway Nancy: Hold on Rio: 👍

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What Happens in Paris...(6b)

[MASTERLIST]

Author's note: Part 6 is broken up into several parts, and told from different points of view. Part (a) was told from Kate's perspective, whereas part (b) is from Drake's. I'm trying out a 'read more' that's supposed to work on Android, so I apologize if it doesn't work.

Word count: approximately 1850

Rated PG because these are Drake's thoughts. 😏😉

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Later, after Kate and I have demolished a basket and a half of pastries and a couple cups of coffee, we're still sitting around the table with some time to kill before the tea party.

Looking across at Kate, I can see a smudge of sugary stuff on her cheek and I wish I was close enough to lick it off. She catches me staring at her, and smiles. "What are you staring at?"

Maxwell grins, "Oh, you have something sugary on your cheek."

"Oh," she blushes, and damn it's so cute, wiping at her face with a napkin. "Did I get it?"

Hana turns in her seat and swipes her thumb across Kate's cheek. "There, all gone."

"Thanks," Kate says, smiling at her.

I frown. Damn, I wanted to do that. Next time I'm sitting next to her, or we're eating alone. Tonight I'm taking her out for a date, just the two of us.

A rush of excitement sizzles through me at the thought. I lean over to talk to Maxwell, "So, aren't you or Bertrand usually in charge of getting Kate dressed up for social events?"

Maxwell's face brightens, "Yea, why? As her new Beau, do you have a suggestion for what you would like her to wear?"

I feel heat creep up my neck, and settle in my cheeks and prickle my skin, "Don't you ever use that word to describe me again. I..just want her to look good today and not get picked apart by Madeleine again."

Maxwell checks his phone with a beaming grin, "We still have plenty of time, are you saying we should take her shopping!?"

Hana and Kate both gasp with delight.

"Oh my goodness, yes!" Hana says, "How often do you get to shop the boutiques of Paris?"

"I was actually hoping Hana could lend her something pretty to wear, but I guess now we're going shopping." I mumble, but feel that rush of heat again when Kate smiles at me.

The thought of buying Kate something to wear in a boutique in Paris makes my stomach knot at what it might cost, but she's worth it.

Maxwell jumps out of his seat with more enthusiasm than is necessary, "Awesome sauce! I'll call us a cab."

Riding through the streets of Paris on the narrow backseat of the SUV with Kate was an interesting experience. I had to slouch down on the seat to avoid banging my head on the roof, but it was all worth it to have her sitting next to me. Hip to hip, thigh pressed to denim thigh, with my arm stretched across the top of the seat behind her, all I had to do was turn my head to get a whiff of her hair or nuzzle the side of her neck. Whenever I did either, she'd giggle and place her hand on my thigh. Damn if it wasn't a turn on every time she touched me. If we were alone, and not just sitting a foot away from Maxwell and Hana, there's no doubt we'd be doing some heavy kissing by now. But for the sake of decency we had to keep ourselves in check. Paris may be the City for Lovers, but I didn't feel like getting kicked out of our cab and violating some kind of unknown public decency bylaw or something.

Maxwell and Hana were doing their best to ignore us by pointing out different sights on either side of the vehicle as we passed them. I was impressed by Hana's french speaking skills, although I didn't understand a word, it sounded nicer coming from her than Kiara.

Although I've been to Paris a few times, I'd always avoided doing the touristy stuff. Probably because of the language barrier. But now that I had Kate to experience things with, I kind of wish I could take her places and we could make new memories. It would be to our advantage to have Max and Hana as our guides today.

Looking out through the tinted glass I didn't recognize where we were, but the traffic was moving slower and I could see shops and cafés along with crowds of pedestrians on the sidewalk.

Kate seemed eager to get out of the cab to explore, and she was leaning forward in her seat to see the stores that Hana was pointing out to her.

Maxwell turns in his seat to look back at me, "Ready to get out and watch the girls try on pretty stuff?" He smirks and winks at me.

I lean forward and pat Max on the shoulder, "As long as you're buying, sure."

Hana gets the attention of our driver, Henri, and says something to him in French. "Merci Henri. Pouvons-nous réserver le voyage de retour dans une heure?" (Thanks Henry. Can we reserve a return trip back in an hour?)

He nods and then once he finds an empty space at the curb, he parks the SUV.

I stumble my way out of the cab, bumping my head twice, and join everyone on the sidewalk. "So where are we going?"

Kate grabs my hand and I can't help but smile at her as I lace our fingers together.

"Aww, you two look so cute." Hana giggles.

I cringe, "Well don't make a big deal out of it."

Maxwell pats me on the arm before taking up a position ahead of us with Hana as we head down the sidewalk. "But it is a big deal, big guy. In all the years we've been hanging out, this is the first time I've seen you out with a girl on your arm."

Kate squints in the sunshine as she looks up at me, "Really?"

I loosen my grip on Kate's hand and feel self conscious as I tuck my hands into my pockets instead. "..uh, no comment."

I glare at Maxwell's back as we meander our way around other tourists, Kate has to quicken her pace to keep up with me. When she grabs my arm, I slow down and apologize. "Sorry. Max kind of caught me off guard."

"It's ok, Drake. I understand." She tries looping her arm through mine, but it's awkward, so I go back to holding her hand.

"C'mon," I say, sidestepping around another group of window shoppers and tugging her along with me, "We better catch up with Max and Hana before we lose them."

Kate laughs as she scampers along beside me, narrowly missing obstacles, and by the time we spot Hana and Max again they're waiting for us outside of a clothing store. We skid to a stop.

"Geez, guys. You nearly lost us." Kate pants, leaning against my arm. "I'm glad I wore my sneakers."

Hana pulls the door open, "Sorry for the rush, but we only have an hour before our cab comes back. I've been dying to shop at this boutique, ever since I've started following their posts on Instagram."

I glance up at the fancy sign above the doors in gold script. "Mes -...?"

"Mes Demoiselles. It means 'My Ladies'." Kate says, and I smirk at the way her speaking French sends a shiver through me. Damn it sounds sexy.

I hold the door open for her, "After you then, My Lady."

We're all met by a tall woman with a friendly smile, and of course she welcomes us in French. Hana answers and then we're left alone to shop. I haven't a clue what to look at, or what would be appropriate for a tea party so I just follow Kate around as she sifts through the racks.

Up on the wall are photographs of models wearing various dresses and outfits, I try to imagine Kate modeling things for me, and suddenly I feel warm all over.

"F..find anything you like..K-..Darling?" I stammer and she gives me a little smirk, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"What color should I wear, Drake?" She pulls out a pale minty colored dress made of some sheer fabric and covered in flowers, holding it up to herself. "Do you like this?"

I tried to imagine her in it, the minty color did bring out the blue of her eyes, but it made her look too pale to me. There was another dress of the same style in a pale pinkish color, and I pointed to that one. "Ehh, try that one instead."

Kate twists her lip in thought for a moment and then pulls them both, "I'll try them both on and then we'll see."

She hands them both to me and I raise my eyebrows, "Oh..ok."

Hana waves us over to the other side of the store where there are some longer dresses. I make eye contact with Maxwell briefly and he winks at me in some kind conspiratorial way, and I look away with a frown.

"Ooh, Hana. This white dress is pretty. Do you think I could pull it off? I'm not very tall."

"Oh sure, it might even make you look taller. Try it on."

Kate hands me another dress, and I get a glimpse at the price tag. It's over a hundred Euros. I gulp as I try to hold all three dresses without dropping them.

I feel a gentle tap on my shoulder and then turn to see the shop lady, "Excusez-moi monsieur. Voudriez-vous que je vous enlève ceux-ci pendant que votre femme fait les courses?"

I blink, "Uh…"

Hana smiles, "She wants to know if you'd like to set these dresses aside while your..wife...continues shopping."

I blush, "Uh..tell her 'yes'...but she's not my wife."

Hana quickly translates, and then shares a chuckle with the woman at my expense. And I feel myself blush even harder.

Kate covers her mouth and giggles, watching me hand off the dresses. "I'm sorry, Drake. You just look so cute when you're flustered."

Pulling Kate into a hug, I bury my hot face into the side of her neck, and whisper. "You're lucky you're cute too, or I wouldn't be caught dead shopping for dresses. Now let me see what they look like on you."

When she sucks in a breath and presses her lips to my cheek, I squeeze her tighter. "Although I'd much rather you helped me out of them," she whispers.

Maxwell clears his throat, "C'mon you two. Quit your canoodling. We have a party to get to."

Hana picks out a long skirt and a blouse for herself. On our way to the changing rooms at the back of the store, I notice a mannequin wearing a long cardigan type shawl in an ivory color. I point it out to Kate. "Do you like that?"

She runs her fingers along the delicate stitch work, and smiles, "I do. Why?"

"Get one, there's not much to these dresses and I don't want you to get cold."

Kate kisses my cheek, and then runs over to where they're folded up on a shelf and cuddles it's softness to herself as she comes back to me. "Thank you Drake, it's beautiful."

"You can thank me later."

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