#tomorrow's the day of reckoning yanno

[phrogee]

scribbled a quick lil sunny in a sundress for the last day of august

Would be lying if I said this wasn't at least a bit inspired by @oobbbear 's lovely mafia gang au thingy

[the-dead-skwad]

He left X Reader X Damien Haas

So after a long time of staring at an empty page I have finally wrote something again. This request: Hey! I don’t know if you’re taking requests, but if your are then could I request an imagine where reader and Damien Haas break up and they’re sad and stuff, so the rest of the smosh fam try to get them back together, please? @lula132 

I’m so sorry it too so long.. but here is one of two ideas I had. I can post the other when I finish it. I finally got over my writer block. 

You were lying face first on the sofa yet again. In the background you could hear some anime show playing but you had no energy to move and actually watch it. Swimming in your own thoughts the sound of your front door opening made you jump.

"Jesus Christ!" Courtney's voice boomed across your open plan living room.

You lifted you head revealing two wet patches from your tears. "Hey." You sniffled.

"Awhh buddy." She pushed your gross tissues off the sofa with a pen and sat down next to you. "How you feeling?" She wrapped an arm around you and pulled you in for a cuddle.

"Erm.. I'm gonna be honest, not so great." You sniffled again "I feel like my heart got shit on."

"I don't understand man.. None of us do." She squeezed you tighter.

"He just left.. No reason, no sorry, just gone."

"He's in Japan at the moment."

"I know, I saw his instagram." You snuggled closer into her "Maybe he met someone over there the last time he went. That's literally the only thing I could think of."

"I never thought he would ever do that to you man... Did he leave any of his things here?"

"A few hoodies, some games, not much." You pulled on the jumper you were wearing "I swear this one stills smells like him."

"No offence dude, but you straight up smell like beer and Cheetos."

You half smiled at her "You're an asshole."

"But Ian said you were coming back in tomorrow."

"Yeah, I am. I can't stay away forever."

"Okay then, " She pulled away from the cuddle "Lets sort your stinky ass out. Get a shower, clean up this place, get you outside, fresh and ready for tomorrow."

"Christ." You sighed as you stood up "I guess I have to."

--

The beeping of Courtney's car snapped you out of you day dream, almost spilling your coffee. You picked up your work bag, placed your mug in the sink and headed out. She sat in the car smiling and waving like a mad man as you locked the door.

She wound the window down and music blasted out. She sung at the top of her voice, while you prayed none of your neighbors were watching you.

"Hey!"

"Oh jesus!" The creepy old lady that lived next door popped up from behind her fence scaring the life out of you. "Good morning Mrs Kersh."

"Nice to see you out of your pajamas, not crying."

"Thanks!... You nosey old bitch." The last part was under your breath.

You jumped in the car, "Who the hell is that?" Courtney tried looking around you at the old lady.

"One of the noseyest old bags I've ever met." You slapped your knees "Anyway, lets do this.. I'm ready to go back to my shared office, that I share with the man you broke my heart."

"No!" Courtney shouted at you "You got 3 days before he's back from Japan. None of this sad shit. We are all coming together to cheer you up."

"Fine." You smiled at her.

--

The first thing you saw as you pulled into the parking lot was Shayne’s smiling face. You jumped out the car and he ran to you squeezing you as tight as he could.  "Oh" he spoke into your jumper "I wanted to come see you.. but I didn't want to upset you."

"It's okay man. I understand, he's your best friend." You squeezed him a little tighter till you both let go.  

Walking into the office everyone was smiling at you but in such a weird way. You walked to the ballpit and sat at your desk. You were faced with a photo of you and him just smiling your dumb faces off. "Ugh jesus." You put your head on your desk.

"Hey." Noah's sweet little voice came from behind you "I made you a coffee."

"Oh thanks.. That’s super sweet."

"How are you?"

You smiled "I'm fine man.. yanno its a break up. Yeah he broke my heart but I'm not dying. Everyone is just looking at me super weird."

"Yeahhh, they just don't want to upset you. It's a difficult situation."

"I'm just going to get my head down today, got so many emails and scripts to look at at."

"Good, if you need anything." He gently patted you on the back.

"Thanks Noah." You smiled as he walked over to his desk. You put your head phones in and focused on your computer.

Only a few minutes had passed and you were trying to ignore the commotion going off behind you. Usually it was just Shayne doing something stupid. But then again you could do with cheering up a bit. You took your head phones out and spun in your office chair. Looking across the office everyone was stood in a group. That's when your heart fell out of your ass. He was stood there smiling as though nothing had happened. Your mouth was dry and you felt cemented to your chair. 'I gotta get out of here.' You thought to yourself. As you stood you felt as though the whole room had shrunk and everyone was looking at you. It wasn't true, you grabbed your mug and ran to the kitchen as fast as your could.

While the coffee machine did it's thing you stood with your hands on the counter, just staring at nothing. Your heart was pounding out your chest when someone in the door way made you jump "I'm making coffee!" You almost screamed it.

"Okay dude.." Luckily it was Courtney.

"Sorry, I'm just freaking out..." You looked at her "Like bad."

She ran over to you and hugged you  "Awhh, I didn't know he was going to be back today. I'm sorry."

"Its okay." You hugged her back. "Do you reckon I could sneak out the window?"

"This is your work as much as it is his." She put both her hands on your arms holding you in place "Now, get out there, flip that hair and show you are a strong woman!"

"Sir yes sir.." You mocked her. She kicked you as you left the room. You ran back into the kitchen.

"What! Do I need to walk out there with you?"

"No, I forgot my coffee." Taking the mug you left again. You took a deep breath and held your head high. Making no eye contact with anyone you sat at your desk.

"Hey."

"Jesus.. I swear like 5 people have made me jump today." You turned to the person on the desk next to you and your smile dropped.

"You look nice." Damien tried to smile at you.

You took a breath to gather some courage "What are you doing?"

"Y/N I'm sorry but.."

You cut him off "You don't get to say anything, look I don't want to argue or even talk about this while we're surrounded by all our friends and colleges. But I know we have to talk so.." You looked around "I know Smosh games is empty because Mari said she won't be back for a few days."

"Okay, I'll go put my lunch in the fridge and I'll meet you there."

--

You had been waiting for around 10 minutes and you were getting more and more wound up. Going over all the things you wanted to say to him. The door opened and the look on hias face just stopped all that anger instantly.

You groaned "This is so much harder than I thought it was going to be."

"What?" He sat in his gaming chair.

You sat in yours that was of course right next to his. "Well, we had this whole life together. A house, cats, we wear each others clothes, we work basically on each others knee everyday, we even have the same friends." You sighed "How can we possibly live normally with out being together? And I know we did it before but..."

"Y/N" He cut you off this time "Stop talking... Just for a second and breathe." He took both of your hands in his, you wanted to pull away but your heart was aching for him "I know I messed up really bad but I still love you."

"How can you say that?" A tear fell down your left cheek "You left me alone in our house, went to another country with out even a good bye. No explanation, nothing." You sniffled and looked at him dead in the eye "You broke my heart Damien."

"I am so so sorry." His voice was low "I panicked and I wish I could change what I did. I know how much I hurt you and it hurts me knowing I was the person to make you feel like this. But I pray deep down that one day you can forgive me for leaving you."

"What do you mean you panicked? Damien... We've been together for 4 years. Nothing new was going off."

"The day before I left I bought this." He reached into the front pocket pf his bag and passed you a small box.

"What the flying fuck is this?" You opened it and was faced with a beautiful engagement ring. "Are you serious?"

"Look.." He sounded panicked "I don't want to to answer but I bought this then I freaked out and I just fucked up big time. I don't even know if we're actually together right now but just hold onto it and I stay in our spare room for now."

"Okay.." You put the ring on your pocket "I suppose I'll think about it." You walked over to the door and pulled the handle down but the door was locked "What the hell?" You pulled on the door a bit to no avail.

"Sorry guys!" Courtney's voice came from the other side of the door "You're not coming out till you sort this out."

"You were made for each other so fix it!" Shayne screamed at you.

You turned and smiled and Damien "Fuck."

[nadziejastar]

The Beast had a ferociously strong heart—its strength of will alone had taken him to Hollow Bastion to save one of the princesses, Belle.

“Looks strong,” Axel remarked from behind them.

“Yeah. He is,” Riku said, sinking into thought. His heart is even stronger than his body. It’s exactly the kind of heart the organization wants…

“But someone that strong won’t just do whatever the organization says,” Naminé murmured.

“Well, this is their chance to show how persuasive they can be,” Axel said with a bitter smirk.

Thanks, I appreciate that, as well as the video suggestion! I think Axel was plenty strong. He’s saved the day more than once. His fighting style just prioritized speed and cleverness over raw power. He’s actually similar to Ventus, while Riku was more like Terra. Sora is not some physical powerhouse, either. He’s a pretty skinny kid. But he’s saved the world more than once.

He always did very well with his chakrams and I never understood where the non-official Guardian of Light job description listed "has to have a keyblade".

Wielding a Keyblade is supposed to depend on the strength of one’s heart, not necessarily their body. And all evidence suggests that Lea had an exceptionally strong heart. It's disappointing when I see fans say that Lea didn’t “need” or “deserve” a Keyblade. It just goes to show how much his lack of backstory hurt his character development in the long run. 

Nomura: In order to wield a Keyblade, the most important requirement is to be “the owner of a strong heart.” Regardless if it’s a good heart or a bad heart, a strong heart is necessary. Right now there are a lot of things that Lea wants to regain. That desire is connected to the strength of his heart.

His whole arc was supposed to be about having a strong heart. And of course he needed a Keyblade to be a Guardian of Light. It’s not just about fighting. The Keyblade opens any door, including the door to a person’s heart. Lea needed one to recover what he lost. That’s what the power of waking was supposed to be about.

“Are you sure you can pull that off?”

“You could pretend to have a little faith in me.” Axel rolled his shoulders back.

“I don’t. No matter what you believe, I don’t have much faith that a guy who let Kairi get kidnapped out from under his nose, lost a fight, and nearly disappeared is going to be strong enough for this.” Riku let out a small sigh.

Axel liked to talk a big game as part of his personality. And people would make quips at his expense for fun. I also think Axel being teased about his competence was supposed to be a reference to his backstory, more than actual commentary on his lack of fighting skill. Riku didn’t have much faith in his ability to save Kairi.

“If it starts going bad, just run for it. You’re pretty fast, right?”

Axel grinned at that. “Well, faster than you, anyway.” He bit into his ice cream and stood, then opened a rift into the darkness.

“Axel!” she cried, jumping up to run after him.

“Don’t worry, Naminé. I’m the fastest the organization had. If I run, they’ll never catch me. Got it memorized?” She stopped short and nodded.

“See you.” Holding the ice cream pop in his mouth, he stepped into the rift. A tear rolled down Naminé’s cheek as she watched the darkness close around him.

Naminé was very worried about him. Then he says “See you”. Lea and Isa also say this to each other in KH3. When Axel returned he was badly hurt.

“Annihilated.” “Terminated.” I’ll never see him again.

“…They said all the members who went to Castle Oblivion got annihilated…”

Axel stuck out his chest. “Well, I’m pretty tough.”

But something feels off, thought Roxas. Besides, Axel isn’t as strong as he says he is—I think.

“…I was worried, okay.”

Roxas thought he’d never see Axel again, but he came back from Castle Oblivion, and said “I’m tough” as if he were invincible. Roxas knew he was putting on an act in order to be playful.

It’s possible that this is the last time I’ll see Saïx, Axel thought, as he looked at the seated Saïx’s back.

“We’ve known each other for a pretty long time, haven’t we?” Saïx kept tapping at the keyboard, as if ignoring Axel.

“Say something. Have you even thought that maybe I can’t erase Roxas?” Axel said, in a playful tone, and Saïx finally looked up. “It’ll be all right. ‘Cause I’m tough.”

“Saying stupid things,” said Saïx, smiling for just a second at Axel, puffing out his chest.

When Axel thought it might be the last time he’d ever see Saïx, he said the same thing. It’s an inside joke of some sort. Probably a reference to a time Lea did something reckless to save Isa and he thought he’d never see Lea again. But he survived (probably barely). And then he acted cocky and said he was tough. He was happy Isa was worried about him and was being playful. Maybe that was actually when Isa gave him the WINNER stick. He couldn’t actually treat him to ice cream like he wanted to. So he gave him that stick as the only way to reward him. And maybe this is why ice cream was so sentimental to Axel. Isa gave Lea the ice cream in the KH3 ending, too. I think it was originally supposed to be a reward for saving him.

“I checked that place out yesterday, and that Heartless looked pretty darn tough. I reckon it might be impossible for him to get that thing on his own, hmm ~”

“Are you trying to tell me to let them go together?” asked Saïx in a disagreeable tone.

“I’ll go to Agrabah. Then there’s no problem, right?” Axel’s voice was a little deeper.

“Can you really defeat the Heartless in Agrabah?”

“It’ll be fine. I’m tough, you know.”

“But, you can’t collect its—”

“I’ll just keep the thing in check for now,” Axel interrupted.

For a moment Saïx glowered, the scar on his forehead twisting. “Today is the last day. From tomorrow, you will be doing your missions solo.”

On Day 96, Axel said he was tough again. He was going to take on a very strong Heartless on his own. He apparently was referring to an instance where Lea did that for Isa, who would have been a goner on his own. Saïx wasn’t happy to be reminded of the past.

“Your performance was quite forced,” Saïx muttered, noticing Axel’s gazing at him.

“What is this about?” asked Axel, cracking his neck.

“I’m not all that impressed.”

Sensing an incoming lecture, Axel started walking away. “Well, I’m off to Agrabah. I’ll be back.” His figure vanished into a corridor.

He said he thought Axel’s “performance” was unimpressive.

It was no big deal heading to Agrabah alone, but getting slammed into the ground was pretty nasty. Taking care of other people, and not being able to take care of myself… this isn’t like me.

Even though Axel should have been happy when Xion managed to get her Keyblade back, this is one of the days Axel acts the most depressed. He hated being thanked by them. All he wanted was a sea-salt ice cream. 

“Your treat today, huh?”

“Well, today is special,” said Roxas, sitting down beside him.

Roxas feels more and more like Sora when he smiles. Well, I didn’t actually get to see Sora smile in that castle. Anyway, we Nobodies were born when our Others became a Heartless. So, fundamentally, we Nobodies just can’t know every single thing about our Others.

There was only one person that Axel had known as an Other, and was still in touch with. It was even more unlikely, in fact impossible, for his Nobody and Other to meet at the same time. Because, essentially, Nobodies and their Others—as in, the human who became a heartless—don’t exist at the same time.

But Roxas, right here, is a special Nobody. He doesn’t only wield the Keyblade; he also exists at the same time as his Other. That’s like, defying the rules of the universe. But, I’ve heard that the Keyblade reflects the will of the universe. Are the rules and the will different?

He was staring unthinkingly at Roxas’ profile.

Roxas knew Axel was putting on a performance when he came back from Castle Oblivion. But he was so relieved that Axel had survived that he treated him to ice cream that day. Axel was staring at Roxas’ profile, which apparently is code in the novel for Axel remembering Isa. He was comparing the relationship of a Nobody to their Other, and how they don’t exist at the same time. Isa doesn’t exist anymore. Just Saïx. Axel started to realize that he wasn’t motivated by the same thing Saïx was. Upon his return, Saïx’s main priority was finding the Chamber of Waking, not his safety. Axel’s main priority was that Saïx didn’t thank him or worry about him like Roxas did.

“I’m enjoying the taste properly. It’s Xion’s treat, after all,” said Roxas, gazing at the very last bite of ice cream remaining.

“Though Xion could have only treated me,” Axel said, jokingly.

“No… it’s thanks to both of you,” Xion replied. The train’s whistle could be heard from far away.

“It’d be nice if we could always be together like this,” said Roxas.“Yeah…” Xion nodded. 

Axel scratched his head. “Where did that come from?”

“I was just thinking, it’d be nice if the three of us could watch the sunset together and eat ice cream after missions every day,” Roxas said casually.

Once more, Axel looked at Roxas’ profile. Roxas and Xion’s faces were dyed red by the setting sun. Axel tore his gaze away from their profiles, and said in a low voice, “Well, that’s not gonna happen—we’re Nobodies, yanno.”

He was looking at both of their profiles after Xion treated him to ice cream on Day 96, too.

Looks like those are the magic words. We’ll be able to know it if Kingdom Hearts is completed… really? No one has ever seen Kingdom Hearts complete before. But there’s nothing else for us but to believe.

The pitiful Heartless gather hearts….

“Kingdom Hearts…,” Roxas murmured, gazing at the sunset. Axel looked at the profile of his face, and took a quiet breath.

And he looked at Roxas’ profile on Day 171 ~Love~, where the Beast was injured protecting Belle, and she was so worried about him.

Although the castle had been entrusted to him, Marluxia was only number 11. Their assigned numbers in the Organization did not directly correspond to strength. And yet, it seemed Axel, number 8, saw Marluxia as inferior. He would be wrong. In truth, Marluxia’s strength in battle surpassed his. Axel was underestimating him simply because of his rank.

In this series, the strength of one’s heart affects their power level. Throughout the story, Axel was not very happy. He thought he had no heart, he had Saïx hunting him down, Roxas had disappeared, and he thought his own time to disappear was coming any minute. So, his heart was greatly weakened due to his loneliness. 

Axel is probably rather wounded. And she seems to have completely lost consciousness. I really didn’t think that Xion would lose to Axel the way she is now, but maybe that’s the strength of those touched by the Hero, thought Xemnas. In other words, the depth of one’s connection to the Hero will emerge in battle just like that.

If there is a way for those without hearts—Nobodies—to gain hearts, perhaps their connection to Sora—the Keyblade Hero—is some kind of start. The special Nobody, and the doll. And then, the Nobody who went and had deep contact with them. There’s no reason changes wouldn’t emerge. And, it wasn’t the doll that gained the most power.

All of the talk of Axel being weak might very well have been build-up for the moment where he amazed everyone with his true strength, which I don’t think he tapped into until the fight with Xion. Xemnas didn’t even expect Axel to win that fight. But he realized just how powerful he was at that moment. I think the fact that he was looking at the wall and it zoomed in on the words “Door to Darkness” was supposed to be a LOT more important than we ever got to learn.

In the “Ansem’s Reports” my apprentice Xehanort had written under my name, I found the records of his hideous experiments along with his hypothesis about the door that had appeared out of the darkness in my basement…Did Xehanort pass through that door in an attempt to contact that dark realm? No, not only Xehanort. It appears my other five apprentices, believing it was for the sake of research, stared deep into the darkness and were pulled into it. Even, Ienzo, Braig, Dilan, and Aeleus…They have ceased to be human. I, too, have had everything taken away from me, banished to a hollow realm of nothingness.

Since he was involved with the experiments the apprentices were conducting, he probably went through that Door to Darkness, like they did.

The six traitors were operating a laboratory that churned out those cursed shadows. Not only did they generate “pureblood” Heartless from living hearts, but they then used those Heartless to synthesize artificial versions of the creatures as well. These synthetic Heartless bore insignias and were called “Emblems.“ Pureblood or Emblem, these Heartless act only to fulfill their instinctive needs. They single-mindedly detect hearts and swarm around them.

Lea was recompleted near the Heartless Manufactory. He was even looking inside of there when he was wondering where Braig and Isa went. The apprentices were manufacturing Heartless to look for the Heart of the World. In Re:CoM, Axel spoke like he may have witnessed Xehanort turn into a Heartless. And in 3D he said Xehanort “didn’t count”. He knew Xehanort wasn’t going to be recompleted with the rest of the apprentices.

A human’s commands would be ineffective: the Heartless would easily steal the human’s heart and use it to increase their own ranks. But what if an even stronger Heartless was giving the orders? If he cast aside his own soul and body and became a Heartless, wouldn’t he be able to control the otherwise intractable Heartless? Furthermore, wouldn’t he be planning to make use of the creatures’ instincts? If the heart-seeking Heartless have their sights set on a larger, more powerful heart, their ultimate goal is crystal-clear. The largest heart in existence—the heart of the world. This is all conjecture, but it would seem he is utilizing the Heartless in his search for a path leading to the heart of the world.

When Xion collapsed on Day 193 ~Memories~, she said “Sora”. Axel probably was able to put two and two and two together based on what he saw in Castle Oblivion. He knew Sora had been turned into a Heartless and retained a sense of self. I have a feeling that was probably why he was so upset at Saïx when he got back. Lea took some kind of great risk for Isa’s sake. He was prepared to sacrifice himself for him, I think. So of course he would be upset at his lack of consideration. He told Roxas and Xion they were best friends on that day to let them know that he cared about them and that friends worry about each other.

Day 194 ~Like It Should Be~

During a mission, Roxas and Axel visited the world where Roxas had once flown. Roxas again met Tinker Bell and had her sprinkle pixie dust on him so that they might fly. He began to float, but Axel remained firmly planted on the ground. Roxas told Axel to trust him, that he too could fly if he believed it. Trusting in Roxas's words, Axel began to float in the air. The pair flew off to complete their mission. Roxas spent his days completing missions.

Interestingly, the day after Xion collapsed is the day Axel was able to fly in Neverland because he trusted Roxas and was able to believe.

“No vessel, no help from the Heartless… So tell me, how’d you get here?” Riku said to the huge animal from a floating boulder.

“I simply believed. Nothing more to it.” The purple cape over his furry body fluttered in the wind. “When our world fell into darkness, Belle was taken from me. I vowed I would find her again no matter the cost. I believed I would find her.” The Beast’s low, rumbling voice rose. “I will have her back!”

Lea is unique. He is able to open dark corridors as a human. Only DiZ and the Beast are said to be capable of this.

What are you so afraid of?

Getting old. Being different. Being indecisive.

If he went through the Door to Darkness, he must have found a Door to Light. I think Lea would choose “being indecisive”. He said if you’ve got a dream, you don’t wait. You act. In Days, he was always thinking about what he wanted to do and what he should do. He was very indecisive. But he decided that he was just going to do what he wanted, not what he thought he “should” do.

Riku: The door has opened, Sora! Now we can go to the outside world! Once we step through, we might not be able to come back. We may never see our parents again. There’s no turning back. But this may be our only chance. We can’t let fear stop us! I’m not afraid of the darkness!

To step through the door, you have to let go of fear.

Axel and Xion ceasing to exist—the thought was even more frightening to him than his own termination. Roxas didn’t want to dwell on it at all.

Axel looked away into the distance. “Something in you probably does remember what it’s like to be scared. So you think you’re feeling it now.”

Axel said his memories of the past were what he couldn’t bear to lose.

Mickey: You used the darkness to get here? That was reckless. But gosh, I didn't expect you to save us...Axel.

Lea: Axel didn't. My name is Lea.

He didn’t hesitate to use the power of darkness while he was looking for Isa.

What do you want outta life?

To see rare sights. To broaden my horizons. To be strong.

Originally he probably just wanted to broaden his horizons and see rare sights. But afterwards, he definitely wanted to be strong.  He needed to protect his friends. That’s why he got such a tremendous power boost while he was fighting Xion. I was reading a forum topic about someone who said that Axel’s extreme transformation was not convincing and it made me sad because I understood why they thought that.

And the lack of any meaningful conversations make this age (and experience) gap so much more obvious. Axel complains about the job being a bother, Roxas looks at him with a stupid face, saying that he doesn't even know what to do with himself without the job. Or Axel explains something that any normal person would know about - which must be rather exhausting after a while, it's like being with a toddler all day while pretending you have the time of your life. Or - most of the times - they don't talk about anything because there's nothing to talk about and just stare and eat ice cream. I know this is supposed to be relaxing and emotional and stuff, but I found it rather repetitive and dull.

This is a quote from that topic. The person didn’t understand why Axel had such a sudden shift in values after coming back from Castle Oblivion. He thought Axel changed only because of Roxas and Xion “BFF power”, and became just a lame generic goody-goody character in KH3. He didn’t understand why Axel was so interested in two kids he could barely talk about anything but ice cream with. But that was kind of the point. Axel did have to dumb everything down with them, and he couldn’t hold much of a meaningful conversation with them. 

What’s most important to you?

Being number one. Friendship. My prize possessions.

But you weren’t supposed to take Axel’s behavior with them at face value. He wasn’t thinking the same things they were. They were happy to eat ice cream an hang out. For them it was that simple. 

A wish that they could always be together—was longing for the impossible. But at least they could always remember one another.

But for Axel, there was FAR more going through his head than just that. And it’s a shame that most of the depth to his character has been lost.

Maybe they were evenly matched after all. And they both had their reasons for fighting. He’d been overthinking the do’s and don’ts so much that he lost sight of what he wanted.

Axel’s lack of a true fleshed out backstory hurt his character arc A LOT.

“You’ve lost sight of the light within the darkness. And it seems that you’ve forgotten that you forgot.”

“The light within the darkness…,” Sora murmured, as if it reminded him of something.

Axel seized on that. “You want me to give you a hint?”

Isa was his light within the darkness. Remembering all of that is what changed Axel so drastically after he got back from Castle Oblivion. Not just eating ice cream with Roxas and Xion. Of course if you never show that, his sudden transformation makes no sense.

“I’ve decided! No matter how many times you guys run away I’ll bring you back, no matter how many times it takes!” he wished—he shouted, he wailed, he vowed.

I’ll bring them back no matter how many times it takes. No matter how many times. For my own sake, for your sakes. No matter how strong Xion tries to make her power, I don’t think I’ll lose. Because, I’m strong.

Lea didn’t remember the promise he made to Xion. He didn’t even remember Xion at all. But he did remember the promise he made to Isa. In KH3, he said that he’d drag him home. But he never did or even attempted to. It all amounted to a bunch of wasted talk. Lea said “Dark Rescue” was his middle name, though we never saw him actually attempt any dark rescues. He probably did in his past, though. After he said that he would even drag Isa home, he mentioned Lea’s tear marks had disappeared. Hint, hint, hint.

Roxas: Hey, Axel. You haven’t forgotten?

Axel: Hm? What?

Roxas: You made us a promise.

Axel: I did?

Roxas: That you’d always be there…to bring us back.

Axel: Yeah…

Roxas: Got it memorized?

Axel: Best friends forever.

Maybe that’s what he was even trying to do here. With Xion, he was carrying her in his arms. Since Lea and Isa were the same size, maybe Lea was carrying him on his back? Lea went to retrieve Isa and drag him home if he had to. That might be why they are both outside of that transporter area. Of course, being next to the Heartless Manufactory, there were probably a lot of Heartless around. So they didn’t last long. Well, that’s one possibility.

[tpwkking]

Duet Date

“Any info on the girl yet?” I asked, looking around the room.

“Um, not yet Harry. Im still working on it.” my assistant answered.

I nodded, and went back to strumming the guitar in my hands.

Apparently this girl had the most angelic voice, now, i’ve yet to hear it since she’s two hours late, but i’ll take my teams word. We’d been waiting in the recording studio for this up and coming star to show up. I had been a bit excited before, but that was before my management team and I wasted most of our studio time. Her agent and mine had known each other for years, and they had the idea for us to do a duet together. They’d said “With your  rockstar-esque vibe and her girl next-door thing going on, the fans will go nuts.”.

I usually wasn’t one for labels, and i didn’t really consider myself a rockstar, but the girl seemed nice. Now that i’m waiting here though, she kinda seemed like a diva.

“Mr. Styles, she just arrived. She’s coming in now.” 

“Alright! Lets get excited! Happy faces happy faces!” Her agent exclaimed. I gently put the guitar on the table and stood from where i was sitting. As i stood everyone else got to their feet and turned to the door in anticipation. There was a gentle murmur of voices from the other side of the door before it opened. She walked straight to me and shook my hand.

“I am so so sorry. I was with my grandma at the nursing home, and her neighbor asked me about the cookies i made her for her birthday, and you know how it goes with old people. Anyways, i left as soon as i was done and  of course there was traffic and-“

I chuckled. “It’s alright love, here now and that’s all that matters, right?” 

She let out a breathy laugh as she continued to shake my hand. I looked down at our hands with a smirk before looking back at her. She looked down as well before letting my hand go with a quiet ‘sorry’. 

I studied her as she made rounds. She was bundled up in layers of coats and scarves due to the snow falling outside. She was small, but her aura still commanded attention throughout the room. Her hair flowed softly down her back and she kept her legs crossed at the ankles when she stood. Her face was flushed and rosy from the cold. She smiled with her mouth closed, and if someone made her laugh she would tilt her head down and cover her mouth. She finally made her way back to me as she shook off her coat and hat (which was very cute).

“So, should we get started? I have a bunch of ideas i’d love to run past you for the song.” she said with a smile. “But do you think we could lessen the crowd in here? Too many people makes me nervous.”

I nodded my head. Not a diva. Noted.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“So for the bridge, I was thinking a ‘bum badabum bum bum bum’ or something like that, and have a really light piano behind it in contrast to the electric guitar.”

We’d been writing for hours now, way past our recording time. She was sat mostly at the  piano while i sat in a chair near her with a guitar, occasionally moving to the microphone to sing an idea of hers. 

I’d newly made notes that she scrunches her nose when she doesn’t like something, but tries it anyways to see what it sounds like (her nose is usually correct and so far i’ve only come up with the chorus). She’ll also lick her lips before she sings a new line, and before she plays something on the piano she’ll tap out the keys in the air.

“I like that. Play it for me?” i asked. She turned on the bench and played while singing what she’d come up with. When she was done she turned to see how i liked it.

“Fuckin’ genius.” i said with a grin. She laughed with her head down and turned back to the piano to write it down.

When we started, Mitch was here along with both our managers and agents, but while she and i worked they mostly sat and talked about the promotion of the song. Soon enough, we were so invested in the song that they went home for the night without us noticing.

“Do you wanna record it and see what it’s sounding like?” she asked. “I can go in after you and sing my parts.” She stood from the piano and collected the papers to put into the booth. I stood to help her.

“Was actually thinkin’ you could go first. Just to hear a voice apart from  mine for once.” I gave a smile and she nodded before heading into the booth. I sat in the producers chair and adjusted the sound board before giving her a thumbs up to start.

She slipped the headphones over her ears and listened to the starting music. Her arms were crossed and her fingers were pinching her bottom lip (a nervous habit like my own i’ve observed). She began to sing the first verse with her eyebrows scrunched together. Her eyes closed as she got lost in the music. I was entranced by her. She was most definitely worth waiting two hours for. Her voice was soft but held so much power and emotion, and you could tell that she felt what she was singing. She changed some parts but like usual, it made it better. I just couldn’t wait to get in there with her and sing it.

She sang the final few lines and looked at me through the glass for approval. All i could do was nod my head and signal ‘gimme a sec’ before getting out of the chair to join her.

“Alright, cover your ears, it’s about to get ugly.” I said with a stupid face. She smiled and took the headphones off to place them over my ears. 

“I don’t think you and ugly could even be in the same dimension.” she said, adjusting the big muffs.

“Course they could. I’m in the same room as you right now aren’t i?” I said with a shit eating grin. Her jaw dropped in fake offense as she hit my arm.

“Treat people with kindness my ass you hypocrite! That was so mean!” she said laughing. I don’t know why she usually covered her face when she laughed, her smile was beautiful.

“You have a pretty smile.” I said. She sucked in a breath and looked at the floor.

“Um, thank you.” She said, looking back up at me. “I’ll be right there if you, uh, need me.” She turned around and left the booth to sit in the chair on the other side of the glass. She gave me a thumbs up as the music started playing in the headphones. I sang the song but my mind was only focused on her. She was so enticing without trying. I just wanted to know more about her. I would sneak looks at her while she adjusted the board and worked her music magic. God, she was so pretty too. Angelic and sweet all while being sexy at the same time. I mean, she comes to a session in this huge fucking sweater and leggings and her scarves and shit and has these Santa Claus socks on and-

“Um, Harry?” she said through the speakers, snapping me out of my internal rant.

“Yea?”

She laughed lightly, pressing the button to speak. “You missed the bridge and said something about socks?”

Fuck, not so internal. 

“Shit, sorry love. Do you wanna do it over?” i asked.

“It’s kinda late, we can come back tomorrow if you want?” she asked softly. Her lips looked soft and pink and her eyes were low with exhaustion. Her hair now was frizzed from running her fingers through it and tying it up and down. 

“Course.” I took off the headphones and set them on the microphone before leaving the small booth. When i turned from closing the door, she was bent over to grab her shoes.

“Fuck.” I said to myself.

“Hm?” she said, turning to look at me. 

“Nothing, sorry.” I said scratching my head. She turned back to grab her other boot, then sat to put them on.  I watched her with fascination as she tied up the laces once, undid them, and did them again. I tilted my head and walked towards the couch she was sat on to sit next to her. “You tied your laces twice.” I observed. She nodded her head.

“It’s a habit. When i was younger i’d trip on my shoelaces a lot so i would tie them twice to make sure they were tight.”

I smiled. Fucking cute.

“So, what time do you want to meet tomorrow? Im free all day so I’m all yours.” she said, smiling at me.

“How’s tomorrow around two sound?” I asked.

She nodded, “Sounds good.” She got up to grab her coat and purse and i jumped up with her. I wasn’t ready to leave her yet honestly.

“Um, i know you said it’s late, and you can definitely turn me down, but would you maybe wanna grab a drink with me? Yanno, outside of writing songs and banging your head on a piano.” I chuckled and wiped my hands on my pants nervously. 

She continued to put her coat on, and then her scarf and hat. “I don’t really drink.” she said, buttoning up the last button. 

I nodded and internally grimaced in embarrassment. “Got it, yea no, i understand. It’s been a long night and all that.” 

“I like coffee though. And theres a really nice place open 24/7 about two blocks from here.” 

I looked up from my shoes to see that she was already holding out my coat for me with a smile. I grabbed it and threw it on before grabbing my keys and wallet. I turned back to her with a grin on my face.

“Ready when you are.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

She couldn’t stop laughing, and it was so late that she didn’t even bother to cover her mouth anymore. She sat next to me in the booth still giggling about a uni student falling asleep in his pie.

“What type of pie do you reckon it is?” I asked, nudging her to look at him again. She broke into quiet shakes of laughter once more.

“I don’t know, you should ask him.” She said, looking at me with fond eyes. 

“You see,” i moved closer to her, and leaned towards her ear as if telling her a secret “I would, but it seems as if he’s having a rather fantastic snooze. I wouldn’t want to disturb him.”

She nodded in agreement. “Very right Styles, how rude of me.”

I nodded along with her before reaching out to grab my tea. She followed suit and, wrapped her hands around her mug of large coffee. She brought it up to her face, and the mug covered everything but her eyes. So fucking cute.

After sipping for a second, she turned to look at me. “If i’m being honest, he looks like a boysenberry kinda guy, don’t you think? Light jeans, classic vans, a Sheryl Crow shirt with a yellow flannel on top, absolutely terrible man bun on the top of his head.” Her eyes were full of mischief as she described my own outfit to me. I raised my eyebrows in amusement.

“Oh you think you’re funny do ya? Alright then.” I moved out of the booth and walked to the man whose head was in the pie. I softly touched his shoulder to wake him up, but he didn’t budge. I shook him a little harder this time but still nothing. Turning to the laughing girl I left in the booth, i mouthed ‘I think he’s dead’ but no sooner after i turned back to him, he startled awake and sat straight in his chair. 

“Hi sir, sorry to wake you but my friend over there,” I turned to point at our booth, “was wondering what type of pie that is exactly. It looks absolutely delicious.”

He shook his head to wake himself up and rubbed his eyes before answering. “ ’S boysenberry i think.” 

I muttered a ‘damn’ to myself, thanked him, and returned to the booth in shame. 

“So, was it boysenberry?” she asked, a smug look on her face. 

“Would you like me to go and ask him if you can have a bite? Ya little shit?” I said laughing.

“Don’t hate the playa, hate the game.” She gave me a wink and took a sip from her cup.

“You’re really beautiful” I said to her. She choked a little on her coffee. She took a breath and wiped her mouth before she turned to thank me. “You look down when you smile though. Which is strange because it’s one of the best smiles i’ve seen.” I grabbed my cup and turned back towards her. A blush spread across her cheeks as i sipped.

“I don’t care for my smile that much actually.” she said shyly.

“Well you’re proper crazy then.” I said. “Gorgeous through and through you are.”

 She looked at me and quickly leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. She whispered a ‘thanks’ and picked up her cup to drink again. I stared at her as she sipped, and it was long enough for her to feel it and look at me.

“Why are you looking at-“

I cut her off. “You missed.” I said. She laughed and shook her head.

“Maybe i did it on purpose.”

“Well do you maybe want to not miss? On purpose?”  She looked at me.

“That was terrible.” she deadpanned. 

“Alright in my defense I-“ she cut me off by putting her lips softly on mine. I sighed into the kiss and put a hand on her waist. She placed her hand on the side of my face, and moved further into me. Only when i pressed my tongue hotly against her mouth did she pull away.

“We’re in public.” she said, a bit out of breath.

“Yea.”  her cheeks were again flustered and hot and her lips were swollen. I moved back in to press slow kisses against her jaw. She gasped as her hand went to the back of my head.

“We can’t do this here. There are health codes and stuff.” she said, pulling away again.

“Come back to my house.” I said with my hands gripping her waist. I needed her in every way possible. 

“Harry, we can’t-“

“I could fuck you here in the bathroom, or we could go to my house. You pick doll, because I need you right now.”

Her eyes widened as she stared at me. Eyes locked on mine she nodded her head quickly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As we walked up to my door, I pulled her hand behind mine eagerly. I’d kept my hand on her inner thigh the entire car ride just so i didn’t have to stop touching her. Every now and then she’d steal a glance at me when she thought I wasn’t looking, but i saw her and would stick out my tongue to make her laugh. Her eyes lit up when was pulled into the driveway and she saw the abundance of fruit trees and flowers in the front. I thought maybe i’d make breakfast with some tomorrow morning (of course after she’d been thoroughly satisfied).

I pushed open the door and let her in first, taking her coat and bag to place by the door. I noticed how cute her boots looked next to mine and smiled, looking up to see her staring inquisitively at me. While we sat in the coffee shop she had braided her hair to the side, but now some pieces had fallen to frame her face just right. Her cheeks were wind whipped and her lips were pink and wet from her biting on them. She stood with her head tilted, studying me the same way i’d studied her all day. As i thought of all the things i wanted to do to her, i could only think about how badly i wanted to kiss her first.

As i walked to her i could see her stand a little straighter and look down at the floor. When i reached her i lifted my hand to lightly un braid her hair. As i did she stared at me with sparkling eyes filled with curiosity, and trust? I finished letting her hair lose and placed both of my hands on her cheeks. Her head tilted up to look into my eyes, and for the first time all night she held her stare.

“So fucking beautiful.” I whispered. She closed her eyes and whispered a ‘thank you’. While her eyes were closed i leaned down and pressed a kiss to her jaw, lingering there longer than needed, before pressing another kiss to the other side. She sighed and pushed her body as close to me as she could. Her hands ran up my back and tucked themselves into the hair at the back of my head. I pulled the slightest bit away to look at her face, before i leaned back in to kiss her lips. My hands left the sides of her face to move down her body and firmly grasp her sides. Her leg found a place in-between mine so she could sag against my body and kiss me harder. Her lips were as soft as they were at the coffee shop and i just couldn’t stop kissing her. She lightly tugged on a piece my hair, making me grab her sides harder. Her tongue swiped my bottom lip as I moaned and moved one of my hands to the back of her head and the other to wrap around her. 

It was one of the best kisses i’ve ever had. She wasn’t too shy to move her hands from place to place on my body, and at one point she brushed her hand against my bum (to which we both pulled away and laughed before kissing again). 

“Harry.” she breathed out. I moved from her lips to her neck and pressed long kisses there.

“Hm?” I breathed out. She smelled so nice.

“Should we move to someplace that’s, I don’t know, not your foyer?” she laughed. I pulled away and looked into her eyes.

“Yea, we probably should.” I said. Then I flung her over my shoulder and brought her into my room while she playfully hit my back until I sat her on the edge of my bed. As she sat on the edge, looking at me with curiosity, I slowly kneeled before her and rested my head in her lap. Her hands found themselves in my hair and played with some pieces lightly.

“What on earth are you doing?” she said with a light chuckle.

My speech was muffled due to my head resting between her legs, but i managed to get out a ‘just wanna sit for a sec’.

As i sat there, i slowly came to the conclusion that i didn’t want to fuck her. As far as i was concerned, sitting like this was enough for me. Her hands twisted strands of hair at the back of my head and scratched at my scalp.

“You know what? Would it be okay if we just, laid down? It’s been a long day and as much as i would love to kiss you everywhere, i’m just enjoying you being here right now. Is that okay?” i asked, lifting my head to look her in the eyes.

She gave me a sweet smile and nodded, grabbing my hands to lift me back up so i was standing over her.

“That would be nice.”

With that, i leaned down to give her one more kiss before backing her up against the headboard, situating  myself and flipping on the tv for some background noise as we talked and exchanged lazy kisses here and there.

God was I in trouble.

[imaginedilestrade]

Anywhere

A/N: So I wrote this on the plane today on the way home to keep me amused for a little while so it’s probably a load of rubbish 😂. Also I have this beautiful mental image of Greg in a pilots uniform and it’s engraved in my mind forever…

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“Next…” You called and glanced above your computer screen, smiling at the smartly dressed pilot in front of you “Well, if it isn’t my favourite pilot.” You smirked and grabbed your metal detection wand “Where are we off to today, captain Lestrade?”

“Copenhagen and then a return flight this evening,” he replied and took off his hat and jacket and you scanned him. “How’s things in security?”

“Same as always but at least I deal with the crew and not the public, that security area is always horrendously busy”. You placed down your wand and tapped a few things into the computer “Do you have any sharp objects on you?” You asked with a small smirk, like you always did, “Anything at all?”

“No I don’t,” Greg replied and placed back on his jacket and cap “Do you always ask that question in such a flirty tone?”

“Not to everyone, only you,” you winked and he playfully rolled his eyes “I also did your pre-flight cabin security check”.

“I’m sure you’ve done a fantastic job as always,” he praised and you lightly punched his arm “What! I’m being serious!” He let out a small chuckle “Anyway I need to be off. I’ll see you later on tonight and probably tomorrow when you’ll give me another scan with your wand and then turn a serious security question into an innuendo”.

“You might get lucky and I’ll give you a full body pat down…you’re due one soon,” you teased and Greg grabbed his small cabin bag.

“I’ll be waiting with anticipation, Y/N” Greg waved goodbye as you wished him a safe journey and you watched him disappear through a set of frosted glass doors.

“Next…”

Later on the evening Greg rushed though the terminal to where you’d be waiting for him.

“You're late,” your voice was heavy with exhaustion “And I had to wait for you because your flight was my last to check off”.

“I know, air traffic control grounded us for two hours because of weather, sorry I kept you here.” When your eyes met his you could have melted at how sincere and sorry they looked.

You shook your head “It’s alright, I practically live here anyway. Let’s get your passport checked” you extended your hand and took it from him.

You opened it up and flickered your eyes between Greg and his photo before breathing in a long, sharp gasp of air “Sorry but you look nothing like this person on the passport…” You joked and Greg raised a brow, clearly confused, this was a new joke you were playing on him “Yup, I mean, look how handsome this guy is on the photo here! It clearly can’t be you.”

Greg’s eyebrow lowered and he glared at you whilst grabbing his passport.

You let out a laugh and turned off your computer “That’s what you get for holding me back, your crew were out way quicker before you”.

“I had some flight assessments to do, a captain never leaves until everyone else is off” Greg explained and you began to walk out with him.

You had known each other for almost four years now, Greg started flying from your airport a few months after you joined. You were assigned as security officer for airline crews and once a week you did a pre-flight cabin inspection.

You reached the main entrance of the airport and turned to face him again “I guess I’ll see you tomorrow before your flight to Paris,” you told him and he nodded.

“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow to wave your magic wand over me and carry out your other safety duties,” Greg smirked and played with the handle of his cabin bag. “Have you ever been?” Greg asked after a moment of silence.

A wave of confusion spread over your face “Have I ever been where?”

“Paris?” He simply replied.

You shook your head “No I haven’t, maybe one day…maybe you can fly me there,” you playfully teased and Greg shrugged his shoulders.

“You never know, Paris is closer than you think,” you began to slowly make your way thorough the car park “Can- can I give you a lift home?” He stuttered out.

“Oh that’s alright my car’s just-” you pointed over his shoulder and Greg turned around “It’s just over there, but thank you for the offer”.

Greg nodded and you both went your separate ways.

You both tossed and turned that night, barely getting a wink of sleep thinking about the other. When either of you thought of the other it felt like your hearts were taking off, that the feelings you felt towards one another we’re like the moment the tyres lifted off the runway.

Yet you were both soaring into something you weren’t familiar with. Greg had never really had a relationship, he was too busy in the skies. You were always busy too on the ground making sure all the cabin crew and pilots made it though security safely and securely.

The next morning you trudged into work and started up your computer just in time it would have seemed as five polished and perfectly preened air hostesses walked though with their heads held high and wearing even higher heels. You let out a sigh and grabbed the passport of the first woman quickly checking her in.

“Oh there he is!” One whispered to the woman next to her and the two glanced over to Greg as he walked up to the security check in for the crew, they both bit down on their bottom lip as they drooled over him. You let out an aggravated huff and harshly slammed down on your computer keys.

“Next…” You involuntary spat out at the next woman and she raised a brow as you quickly checked her in.

“Next…” Your voice and eyes softened seeing that Greg was next “Morning Tom Cruise”.

Greg took off his hat and jacket again, letting out a breathy chuckle “A top gun reference? Really?”

“Well I do feel the need…” You began and looked at Greg to finish the sentence.

“…the need for speed!” You gave him a high five and both of you shared a laugh.

You grabbed your wand “Alright Goose, arms out”. You quickly scanned him.

Greg chortled “Am I getting a full body pat down, Maverick?” You placed down your wand and pursed your lips.

“Well, you are due one. I can get a guy to do it if you don’t want me to fondle you.” Greg let out a snort of laughter and shook his head no so you began lightly patting your hands over him. “Your tense…” You whispered, thinking aloud.

Greg gulped but didn’t answer you as you gently patted up and down his legs, brushing your fingertips a little too far up his inner thigh. He let out a small moan under his breath just as you stood up straight “That’s you…no sharp objects found”.

“Yet…” Greg spoke under his breath before placing on his jacket and cap.

“Safe travels Goose, I’ll see you tonight” you typed up a few things and he moved on. You looked up above the computer monitor and let out a small gasp seeing the small cabin bag sitting there. You quickly grabbed it and rushed after him “Greg!” You hollered out and ran as fast as you could before you crashed into the pilots arms.

“Y-your case…” You spoke out as you caught your breath, although it disappeared as quickly as you found it when you realised you were in his arms. “Your case,” you spoke more confidently as you straightened yourself out.

“Thanks Y/N, I’ll remember that next time you want an upgrade on a flight I’m chartering” he winked and took it off you “I really have to go”.

You nodded “Yeah! Totally, no problem! Safe flight to Paris!” your voice began to tremble before you turned around and walked back to the security area.

Hours later Greg was delayed again and you were waiting behind for him. You tapped your pen off the desk and rested your chin on the palm of your hand.

The automatic doors opened to security and you let out a sigh of relief “It’s about damn time!”

“Sorry I’m late!” He sounded exhausted.

You raised a brow at his lack of bag, jacket and cap “Where’s your stuff?”

“Come with me,” he outstretched his hand and you reluctantly took it, shutting down your computer beforehand.

“Where are we going?” You asked as you rushed though the airport terminal looking onwards towards a gate you were both running to. “Greg! Its restricted access I can’t get passed this point.”

“Good job my ID gets us passed that then isn’t it?” He swiped his card and the doors to the taxiway opened. He pulled you to a small Airbus craft and brought you on board.

“Greg wh-” you were lost for words seeing the cabin dimly lit and the cockpit of the plane scattered with orange, fake candles.

“They didn’t let me use real ones…” He trailed off and awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.

You slowly made your way to the front of the plane and placed your hands over your mouth to conceal your gasps of delight “It’s so beautiful, thank you.”

Greg sat you down in one of the pilots seats and handed you a plastic tray with French cheese, French bread and French wine “Since you’ve never been, I picked up some things before taking off in Paris”.

You wiped away a stray tear of happiness and thanked him again. You both sat and had a bite to eat chatting about Greg’s ventures around the globe. “Yanno…” You trailed off and made yourself comfortable in the pilots seat “I’ve always wanted to see your cockpit,” you winked and Greg burst out laughing. You poked his knee “You have a filthy mind, talking about filth how many people do you reckon have joined the mile high club on this plane?”

Greg let out a groan “Oh god do I have to answer that?!” He laughed and you shook your head.

“So people probably have huh…” The cockpit fell into a bubble of silence “Why did you do this for me?” You asked.

Greg’s gaze avoided yours as much as he could but he finally found your eyes “You gave me my bag earlier and honestly, you are the best part of my job.”

Your gaze fell slightly and a blush crept up on your face “You don’t mean that” you whispered.

“I really do,” Greg admitted “I look forward to flying because I know I’ll get to see you beforehand.” You felt his hands intertwine with yours “I really like you Y/N, an airplane can’t take me to the places your eyes do when I look into them.”

You both leaned over the various controls and gently pressed your lips against his. They moved in sync for a moment before leaning over the controls got too uncomfortable. You both let out a breathy chuckle and pressed your foreheads together “Let me take you to Paris,” Greg spoke as softly as he could “I can get us a private jet whenever suits you best and I won’t fly, I’ll get a friend of mine to so I can devote all my time and attention to you. I’ll take you to wherever you want, whenever you want…” He spoke out in one continuous breath before you softly kissed him again.

“I’ll go anywhere with you”.