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[bluekittyworld]

There is Karma [Final, Sad Ending]

This is the tragic ending (the original ending I was going to write), prepare your tissues!

You can read the Happy ending instead, please let me know your thoughts!

Chapter 4

After the operation the baby boy was born, he wasn’t in the best condition and was put in an incubator for now. On the other hand, you were in a coma, Yoongi was disappointed that his love wasn’t waking up and he couldn’t hold his baby in his arms.

You were kept in the ICU, all Yoongi could do was look at you from behind a glass wall, hooked up onto large machines and IV drips. Now he was the one wishing to turn back the clocks and never have hurt you, if he didn’t seek revenge, you would have been fine right now, it was all his fault he thought, maybe it really was?

He looked over to the little life in the incubator, he felt guilt thinking of you struggled to save him, Taehyung patiently waited by the incubator, monitoring the baby as if that would make him recover faster. The doctor explained that due to lack of oxygen when the baby was inside you has caused him some issues and hopefully, he will be fine in a few days. That gave Yoongi some relief, he just wanted the mother of the baby to wake up now.

“If anything happens to my sister, I will not leave you alone.” Taehyung warned Yoongi.

Yoongi just looked ahead to your body, he heard Taehyung, and to be honest if something was to happen to you, he couldn’t forgive himself either, he fell to his knees as tears stained his shirt. He wasn’t a believer but that night he prayed to every God he was aware of, for you, for your recovery, he even tried to bargain with God to take his life instead of yours. He was desperate for you to wake up.

The following morning, the doctors gave permission for you to be moved from the ICU into a VIP room on Yoongi’s multiple requests, he wanted to hold you, speak to you, caress your beautiful face. Yoongi didn’t let go of your hand, he held onto you the moment he saw you, you looked peaceful and beautiful as ever. Your lips were pale, but Yoongi didn’t care, he tucked your hair behind your ears, caressed your cheek as he placed the softest kiss on your lips, a few of his tears fell onto your cheeks, he removed them with his thumb, you didn’t feel as warm as you used to and that made his heart sink. Nonetheless he believed you would wake up, for sure you will wake up.

Yoongi held you hand close to his heart.

“Please _____ wake up, wake up for your son, he’s a beautiful baby” he spoke to you.

“I love you” he choked, hoping something will trigger you and you’d wake up, somehow, he knew you could hear him.

“_____ baby, I am so sorry for everything, wake up so you can hit me, kill me if you’d like” he thought maybe if he tried joking with you, you might respond?

The whole day he stayed by your side, forgetting to eat or drink, he only wanted you right now, you were so close to him, yet so far away from his reach. The nurses soon asked Yoongi to leave as at night visitors were not allowed.

The following day both Yoongi and Taehyung arrived. The baby has made a swift recovery and was healthy enough to leave the hospital.

Teahyung spoke to Yoongi “The baby has to be named before leaving the hospital, do you have any suggestions? If not, then Taehyun it is”.

Yoongi simply shook his head; he didn’t want to think of baby names while you were hanging on by a thread. Yoongi did muster up the courage to look at his son, he didn’t hold him in his arms but he looked down and saw how the baby resembled himself, the same nose, the same pink lips and porcelain skin, but his eyes, his eyes were just like his mothers, absolutely beautiful. Taehyung had the baby in his arms, Yoongi reached out to caress his son, but retracted his hand before touching him, Taehyung noticed this action, Yoongi was drowning in guilt and somehow felt like he didn’t deserve to be happy with his son, especially not when you were not waking up.

He walked back to where you were resting and sat down.

“_____ you made a beautiful baby, our son is the prettiest” he kissed your hand.

Taehyung brought Taehyun closer to you, the baby held onto your finger but you were still not responding, Yoongi looked at your closed eyes, how he wished he could look into your beautiful eyes right now and see the joy of you seeing your son for the first time, just then he noticed a tear roll down the side of your eye and into your hair. You could hear him and sense him, a little hope sparked in his heart, he felt like you will overcome this and wake up soon.

The rest of the day Taehyung kept Taehyun nearby, Yoongi kept stroking your hair, petting your head, kissing your cheek and hand closest to him, he knew you could feel all this, he was desperate for you to wake up.

It was the next day and late afternoon now; his head was resting on your tummy as he kept his grip on your hand. He was in a hypnagogic state, not fully awake or asleep, when he felt something move between his grip, it was your hand, at that realisation he sat up straight, looking at you in shock, he was sure you moved your hand.

“_____” he softly spoke, placing a hand on your cheek.

Your eyes had some movement, before you slowly opened them, Yoongi was ecstatic, to see you finally awake. You looked at Yoongi and faintly smiled, then your gaze travelled towards the end of your bed and there was Taehyung stood with your son in his arms, it made your heart feel warm, all your loved ones were near you.

Yoongi called the doctor to let him know you are awake, the doctor came and did some checkups on you, everything seemed okay for now, although the doctor still looked a little worried but he pressed his lips together for an attempted smile and left the room, so you and your family could spend some time together.

You reached out a hand to Yoongi, he placed his cheek on your hand, holding onto it.

“Yoongi, I love you” you smiled.

Taehyung brought your son closer, as Yoongi adjusted the bed so you could sit up.

“Thank you, my sweet brother,” you said as Taehyung handed you the baby.

“What’s his name?” You asked Taehyung.

“Taehyun” he smiled brightly.

You smiled and shook your head, it was a cute name, you were actually going to call him Taehyun too.

You held your son in your arms for the first time and felt joy, Yoongi hugged you from the side, it really all was perfect, you wanted to live in this moment forever. You were glad you woke up, you heard and felt everything while you were in coma. You wanted to live for this life you finally had, it had happiness in it, Yoongi, Taehyun and Taehyung.

“Smile!” Taehyung said as he took a picture of this sweet moment.

You smiled, then suddenly you felt a sharp pain in your chest, you felt like you couldn’t breathe, your arms fell limp, your son slipping out of your grip, thankfully Yoongi caught him. Your eyes started to feel heavy, and it was hard to keep them open, all you heard was Yoongi and Taehyung screaming your name, and the beep of a flatline heart monitor, within a few seconds everything went dark, cold and numb.

“______ please wake up.” Yoongi shook you and was almost wailing.

Taehyung just stood by, trying to calm himself and the crying baby. Taehyung had tears falling down his face, he knew you were gone.

The doctor rushed back into the room, he stood by as if knew what was going to happen. The doctor placed a hand on Yoongi’s shoulder as he switched off the heart monitor and the oxygen attached to you.

“Please doctor do something, bring her back, take my life instead” Yoongi was being irrational, he cried so much that his eyes were burning.

The doctor looked at him with sympathy, he replied “I’m really sorry she was going through terminal lucidity, there is nothing we can do to bring her back, I’m sorry she is gone”.

The conformation from the doctor made Yoongi cry harder, Taehyung turned his back towards the whole scene, holding Taehyun in his arms, he held his own head up to stop the tears falling, he already missed his sister. Taehyung looked down at Taehyun in sympathy, this little soul has to grow up without his mother, he thought to himself he will do everything to give him a beautiful childhood.

After your funeral, Yoongi was still in a state of shock, he felt like he shouldn’t be alive himself, but he couldn’t give up on himself, he had his son to take care of, the last piece of you. Taehyun had your eyes, Yoongi had a hard time looking at him without breaking down, for some time Taehyung took the responsibility of taking care of the baby, Yoongi was grateful.

Yoongi spent each day at your grave until he was asked to leave during the closing hours, he waited there as if you would return and hug him. He became very frail and looked like a ghost himself, this carried on for 3 months, until Taehyung got busier with work and couldn’t take care of the baby himself anymore, so ultimately Yoongi had to step in to take care of the little soul.

Yoongi would still visit you every weekend with Taehyun, he took care of his son, after all he only had his dad now, but what was left of Yoongi was just an autonomous shell, he was never like himself ever again, dark circles surrounded his eyes, his hair was unkempt… what was left of him was just a shadow of his previous self, guilt had eaten him up to his core.

A/N: Hope you liked it! Feedback is appreciated :) and request are open!

Happy Ending

Masterlist

[aeinova]

Autumn.

featuring Nova.

trigger warnings: themes of violence.

mun note: my last time i'll make Nova suffer, i promise. she needs some light in her life. 🙂‍↕️ if anyone wants to plot around this with her, dm me!

When Nova thought of nature in late Summer, she pictured semi-orange leaves finding their way to the sticky dirt under them with a mix of a breezy but warm wind brewing amongst her features. The sun danced along her pale skin as she paced around freely, brightening up her eyes to a hue of mahogany. It was a cozy, almost fuzzy feeling to think that nature can be so serene no matter the season. This scenery played in her head repeatedly as she laid in a cold hospital bed, unconscious as various machines beeped in a sequence, all securing that she was still very much there physically. Each one did something different; a squeaky heartbeat monitor, a massive blood pressure cuff, an IV dripping a clear liquid. A bandage wrapped around her head was made neatly, being replaced every hour or so due to heavy bleeding. The room was clean enough to eat off the floor, the smell of rubbing alcohol and clean linen mixing to create the hospital atmosphere most people expected. It was the “VIP” suite of the building, private and closed off to ensure the security of the actress, who had arrived a little later in the evening.

“Chart?” The neurologist swung by in the beginning of his night shift with the quiet floor nurse who followed him closely, seeing over his schedule to be only occupied by Nova. An easy night, he thought, reviewing the pieces of crisp paper once they were in his meticulous hands. The notes scribbled on like pure chicken scratch by the ER team read the following in bold: “Female, 29, unknown if any previous condition. Concussed by blunt trauma to the back of head. Assumed to be caused by a bat. Pending investigation. Bruised in various other areas.”

“A bat, huh.” He said under his heavy breath, rolling his eyes at the paper with slight annoyance from the situation. Bat? What kind of woman was he dealing with? Scratch that — Who was this woman involved with? The neurologist went to her bedside after shoving the chart back into the nurses’s hands, leaning over Nova. Like all his emergency patients, he inspected her physical features through old, low lenses. She seemed so peaceful, simply laying in bed with no idea what’s going as he frowned. Why did someone so young and talented end up like this? He had heard the stories and the rumors... Well, who didn’t, but he kept his own words and opinions to himself as the thoughts were closed shut in his mind. This was not the time to come to theories and conclusions that were not work related, shaking his salt and pepper head. Instead, he checked out simple vitals, pulling some switches and pressing a few buttons as he started a physical test.

One up hand up, the other down. One arm up, the other down. The other arm up, the other one down. The last hand up, the last hand down. A flashlight towards closed eyelids, a clap of the hands to see any reaction to sound, and a final squeeze to her feet. “Eyelids seem active, but she’s cold to the touch. Keep her warm, and on fluids. We’ll send an immediate MRI. Any family I can contact?” The words flew out quickly, jabbing the nurse as she responded in the same manner. “Sister is in Hong Kong and not responding. Parents are flying over but won’t be here until Saturday. We have another person listed but..” Through large worried eyes, the nurse grabbed the doctor’s arm, leaning in as she whispered. “He’s the accused in this.”

The doctor’s expression never changed, turning towards the door. The hallway only had an elevator at the end of it, the sleeping security guard placed in his station and the empty nurses’ desk adjacent from it. “Well, get someone to be here for her. Not sure what the outcome might be but..” A lingering sentence wasn’t particularly unfamiliar from this man at all. He stuffed his hands inside his white coat pockets, stepping down in the direction of the elevator.

**

Late summer, semi-orange leaves, a warm breeze with brown, hopeful eyes. She kicked a little gray rock, watching it skip over a low river. To achieve peace didn’t seem too far away now, turning to see a gazing doe watching her actions. “And who are you?” Nova voiced, as if the animal can talk back. It froze in place when she spoke, closing in slowly to place a petite hand between its furry ears. “Are you lost?” The doe simply glanced up at her, nodding its head as it broke away from the girls’ hand instantly, looking back at the trail before them. Was it telling her to follow the trail? A wet nose pressed against the back of Nova’s hand as if it read her mind, almost in urgency as the animal shoved her onto the cobblestone path now, stomping with a hoof as if it achieved something. Maybe it was trying to show her something important, trusting her gut and walking down the path slowly.

**

A finger twitched, the heartbeat machine heightened for a moment as Nova’s breath became leveled compared to the shallow rhythm she had, the nurse rushing right over when the multiple noises started their orchestra. The older woman reached over to the sleek phone connected to the wall, dialing a few buttons as it connected to the neurologist in a matter of seconds. “She’s moving.”

[dubaiwellness]

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[myafterlifeisbetterthenyours]

Dominante Imp S/O x Millie & Moxxie.

Meeting the boss.

(This is a continuation of my previous dominant imp x M&M.)

In the five or so months you'd been together youd gotten a very mixed idea of who there boss was. Millie painted him as a lovable goof who would push boundaries on the regular.

Moxxie on the other hand, spoke as though he was a pervert Stalker who had it out for him.

Of course you challenged both of them, asked where he'd been for the last five months of he were a stalker and why Moxxie hated him so much if he were a harmless goofball.

Moxxie tells you Blitzø had been unusually busy as of late, with both work and Stolas.

Which was lucky, because Moxxie wasn't sure how you'd react if you found a strange Imp in the apartment.

So instead they decide it would be better if you met him properly, instead of finding him hiding in your fridge.

So the next day they bring you along to the I.M.P offices. Both Millie and Moxxie had mixed feelings about this meeting.

They weren't sure how Blitzø would react, and then they weren't sure how you'd react to his reaction.

Making it to the office, the two gave you a series of warnings about how to approach the subject.

You dismissed there concerns, I mean you could easily take on six sinners at once without breaking a sweat. If Blitzø wanted to dance, youd dance.

So entering the office, you were met with the young hellhound'et that you instantly realised was the source of so much of Mixxie stress.

You swallowed a scowl before going up to greet her. 'You must be Loona. I've heard... a lot about you.'

Loona barely gave you a glance before going back to her phone. Millie came up besides you and asked if Blitzø was in yet.

Loona just gave a lazy nod towards a door to her right.

Millie thanked the hellhound before giving you a kiss and going to find him.

That seemed to get Loona's attention, looking at you she raised an eyebrow.

'Wondering what that was?' You asked nonchalantly. Loona glanced over the Moxxie and smirked. 'Oh yeah.'

Turning to her you smiled back, 'Well im not one to kiss and tell, but basically, for the past five or so months I've been the third partner in our little party.'

'No. Fucking. Way.' She said incredulously before bursting into laughter. 'So Moxxie really is a cuck.'

You instantly soured at her words before slaming your hands on her desk. 'Lets get something clear, young lady. Me, Moxxie and Millie are a couple, eh, I mean triad. We are in a relationship, alright.'

Reaching into your coat you pulled out a long yellow envelope. 'Simply put, I'm going to be around frequently as of starting immediately. And from what I've heard you relish in making the lifes of others as hard as possible.' You waited a moment for Loonas reaching. The hellhound just kind of nodding her head.

'So in order to keep our relationship civil, I'm going to bribe you.' Loona perked up at that. 'Bribe me with what?' She asked, eyebrow raised.

'This' you told her, handing over the envelope.

Taking the envelope, she pulled out two pieces of paper. Her eyes bulged 'Holy shit are these-'

'F#ck you dad, tickets? Yes.' You cut in, Snatching them out of her hands. Twirling them around your fingers you told her 'Not just tickets, VIP tickets.' You held the tickest up, showing the Gold film over them.

The feminine hellhounds eyes growing to animated proportions.

'I was gonna take the pair out, but couldn't find an extra ticket. So there all yours. IF. You play nice. Do we have a deal?'

Loona thought for a long minute before reply. 'Fine. I'll try to play nice.'

'You do more then try.' You told her as you handed her the tickets.

Just as you let them go, the door to your left burst open.

'Alright where is this guy' the imp that you could only assume was Blitzø.

You stepped forward, Blitzø's attention falling on you. 'Okay, so Millie here says she wants to introduce me to someone important and I'm guessing that's you.'

Sticking your hand out you told him 'Yes I believe so. You must be Blitzø, ive heard... Interesting things about you.'

Blitzø took your hand, giving it a hearty shake. 'Well im a pretty interesting guy.'

You chuckled at that, before Millie came up behind you and wrapped her arms around your chest.

Going ridged you were about to turn around and ask what Millie was doing, when you felt someone grab your hand.

Looking to your right you found Moxxie holding your hand, an innocent little smile across his face.

You were about to ask him what he's doing when it strikes you. Looking over to Millie, you find her wearing a devious little smile. Looking back Moxxie you find him wearing a similar, if not slightly more anxious smile.

'Oh you little bastards, didn't want to make it too easy for me aye?' Millie whispered back in that sexy southern drawl, 'Nope.'

Chuckling you tell them 'You are gonna pay for this tonight.'

Looking back to Blitzø, I find a very confused Imp staring at me. 'Whats going on?' He asked, obviously suspicious.

'W-well, you see. For the last five months or so Me, Millie and Moxxie have kinda... sorta... been in a relationship.'

You leaned back a little, waiting for his reaction. It takes a minute before he screams 'What!'

You pull back, putting yourself between Blitzø and the pair.

Shrugged of the pairs touch, you repeated yourself. 'Me and your two employees are in a relationship.'

Blitzø balled his fists before slaming them the table. 'For fucks sake!' He screamed. 'Three years and this fucker lives out my fantasy.'

You look at the Imp unsure how to respond, but before you could you heard Moxxie speak up. 'Fantasy?' He asked behind you.

Blitzø chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. 'Well I mean, surely it's not a secret I've kinda had a thing for you guys for a while.'

'Eww' Loona muttered, looking up from her phone.

Turning around you were quickly pulled forward, Blitzø wrapping his arm around your neck.

'So tell me, Uuh, what was your name again?' He asked. '(Y/N)' you replied.

'Aah, yes of course. So (Y/N), tell me what's it like? ' you raised an eyebrow, unsure what he meant. 'What's what like?'

'You know, the two of them... in bed?' He wagged his eyebrows at the end. You instantly sobered up.

Pulling your arm off your shoulder you stepped away from him. 'Sorry buddy, but that's between me and the two of them.'

Blitzø blew it off, wrapping his arm around your shoulder again. 'Come on, just give me a few details. Tell me, Is Moxxie a total bottom or can he dom.'

At this point you were done with his antics and practically threw his arm off of you.

'Listen, I get it, Moxxie and Millie have both told me you don't really do "Boundries" but our relationship is just that, Ours. You wanna hang out at work or go out for drinks, no problem.'

You turned serious 'But in our home, unless your invited. I don't wanna see you there.'

Blitzø wore a smirk , a smirk Id seen a hundred times over. The cocky little shit was gonna test me.

'Really?' He asked, smirk growing. I chuckled back, 'Yeah, really.'

Turing to him you told him 'I get it, your a killer, assassin for hire i get really. You kill people for a living.' You slipped a hand into your pocket, 'But do you know what I do?'

Blitzø just shook his head. 'I'm a bouncer, ya know what that means.' You ask him.

'You bounce things?' He asked dripping with sarcasm. You gave a dry chuckle back before gripping the back of his neck.

'My job is to put smartasses like you in there place. There place being on the curb, missing a few teeth.'

Blitzø's smirk grew a little larger, a little anger in his eyes. And before you knew it, he swung at you. His left arm swung in a sloppy haymaker.

Of course you were to quick, and easily dodged it, only to return with a proper haymaker. Although your haymaker came with a shiny set of brass knuckles, courtesy of your right pocket.

Blitzø went down, with one punch, like a sack of rocks.

You stepped back, taking a look at the now unconscious Imp. You could see a large bruise beginning to form on the left side of his face.

Moxxie and Millie came up besides you, looking down at the Imp. 'Bout time someone knocked some sense into him.' Moxxie grumbled.

'Mox he's our boss!' Millie scolded her husband. 'No. He's right.' You cut in, 'play stupid games, win stupid prizes and your boss chose to play a very stupid game.'

It took about an hour before he woke up, still on the floor he released a long groan before sitting up.

You walked up to him, coffee in hand before squatting down and checking his cheek.

'Hey there champ, good nap?' You ask, feeling particularly smug.

Blitzø rubbed his face, groaning out 'You get the make and model on the that Truck that hit me.'

You chuckled, 'No I did not. But I'm sure it would be happy to come right on back, unless that is, you've learnt your lesson?'

Blitzø looked up at you, the implications of your words sinking in. His eyes shifted across the room, then onto you.

'Yeah' he said, nodding his head 'lesson learnt.' Handing him the coffee you helped him to his feet.

'Good boy.' You told him before calling Millie and Moxxie over.

Steering the two towards the door you turn to Blitzø and ask, 'Its alright if they take the day off, aye Boss?'

Blitzø just gave a weak little thumbs up before turning and heading for his office.

Turning back to the pair, you leaned into Moxxie's ear and whispered 'Now who do I need to punish for that little scheme back there.'

[mobagehelllocal]

“i can hold the world in my hands”

A/N: I had this idea and I wanted to write it for all the Dorm Leaders! I tried to pour a lot of love into these, so I hope that comes across properly! Here we go~ Please enjoy!

Edit--additional pieces: ver i (this), ver ii (deuce, leech twins, silver),ver iii (jamil), ver iv (ruggie, rook, lilia), ver v (trey), ver vi (ace, jack, epel, sebek)

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It was during another one of Heartslabyul’s Unbirthday Parties. You were sat right next to Riddle, as you stirred a teaspoon in your tea. You giggled at the way Ace and Grimm messed around, while Deuce tried to stop them--only to be pulled into it. Cater laughed happily, the way he held his phone could only mean he probably filmed everything. Trey sat across you, a familiar smirk crawling up his lips as everyone enjoyed themselves. 

You decided to take a peak at Riddle, only to notice that he had a terrible scowl on his face. You frowned, in turn, ‘I wonder what happened?’ His face was steadily becoming red, ‘Uh-oh’ you frantically thought of a way to distract him before everyone else caught onto his bad mood, and you had a little ‘Aha!’ moment as you realized one thing you could do.  “Riddle~” His sharp gray eyes barely glanced your way, his gaze still focused on the chaos caused by Ace, Deuce and Grimm.  “What is it?” He asked, his brow twitched, his grip on his staff tightened.  “Did you know? I know how to hold the world in my hands.”   “Ohoh?” Riddle scoffed, “As far as I know, the world is too big to do that. That is impossible even with mag--” as he turned to face you, you quickly reached towards him, and placed both of your hands on either of his cheeks. Riddle paused as he met your gaze.  “See? I’m holding the world in my hands.” You smiled, all cheeky.  Riddle stared at you, his expressions told you his emotions. The furrowed brows meant he was confused, the way his eyes squinted told you he was trying to recall something--and the way his eyes jolted wide told you he understood what you were trying to say. You smiled, and he flushed a pretty shade of red. ‘That’s better!’  “You--what--how--”  he sputtered in response. 

You gently pressed against his cheeks, and he raised one of his own, to twine your fingers. ‘My world’ you tried to convey this with your eyes, with your touch. His eyes softened very quickly, and you were ready to claim victory when--

“Awww! How cute!” You hear Cater’s happy voice, “I got that live!”   “Ewww! What was that?” Grimm’s disgusted voice reached you too, while Ace laughed and Deuce bawled over how cute it was. You turned your head, only to meet Trey’s gaze. His smirk widened, and your cheeks flush red at the realization that the whole of Heartslabyul was paying attention.  In your hands, Riddle began trembling. You turned your head back to him quickly, only to notice that he was no longer a pretty shade of red. He was a furious shade of red. “Oh... oh dear...”   “[OFF WITH YOUR HEAD]!” Riddle leapt up, and pointed his staff at Cater, who yelped and hid behind Deuce--which led him to get hit with the spell instead. “Senior Cater!” Deuce shrieked, and the whole party descended into madness--as Cater, Ace and Grimm rapidly retreated behind other members, or behind the tables.  “Ah... I wasn’t off much help...” you laughed nervously, “in the end he didn’t calm down.”   “Nonsense.” Across you, Trey rested his chin on the back of his hand, and shot you a friendly smirk. “He’s in a much better mood.” You looked forward to see the way Riddle had caught Cater, Ace, Deuce and Grimm. They were all kneeling in front of him as he began a sermon. 

‘T-that’s a better mood?’ you couldn’t help but wonder, as sweat dripped down your temple. Riddle glanced at you over his shoulder, and the way he quickly averted his gaze told you everything. 

You laughed softly.  “I guess it is~”

--

It was rare for Leona to be in a good mood. In fact, you figured he’s probably never in a good mood. Whatever he was feeling--it was always between very bad mood to just lazy bad mood--with lazy bad mood being the best time to approach him about anything. You were pretty good at figuring out where he was on the scale of bad moods, and you often coordinated with Ruggie on updating his “Leona’s Bad Mood Scale”.  So, the moment you caught sight of how his ears and whole face twitched, the grip he had on his biceps, and how his tail was thumping in a certain beat--your eyes immediately darted around the Garden, in search for possible explanations for his mood. ‘No sign of anything that could’ve upset him.’  Now normally, whenever he was upset, you tried to cheer him up--sometimes with lame jokes, or ear scratches--he’ll deny it, but it always calms him down. However, he looked to be in a very very bad mood. The ear scratches won’t work. ‘He’s likely to scratch me first.’ You think wryly. 

This seemed to be a level that doesn’t currently exist on the “Leona’s Bad Mood Scale”. ‘Huh... I guess it’s time to update that again.’ You make a mental note to tell Ruggie, before you bounced right over into Leona’s line of sight. When he caught sight of you, you noticed how thin his pupils were. His lips pulled back to reveal his teeth as he snarled.  “I’m not in the mood herbivore.” 

“but Leona, you never are.” you pointed out not-so-innocently, and his scowl became even more severe. ‘Ah... he really looks like a grumpy cat.’  You fixed your expression quickly before he realized you were thinking about how much he looked like your pet cat-- ‘Now, what can I say--?’ 

“Hey Leona~ I learnt how to do something today~” you bent down, your arms rested on top of your knees as you balanced yourself on the balls of your feet.  “I said I’m not interested.”  “I learnt how to hold the world in my hands~” you hummed, and his eyes narrowed.  “Haah? Are you an idiot? You can’t hold the world in your hands”  he snorted in response, that is, until he feels your hands cup his cheeks.  “There.” Your eyes shined with genuine affection, as you brushed you hands across his cheeks. “I’m holding the world in my hands.”  The way your eyes met his own without fear, but just... concern... and--could he say it?... no he couldn’t even think of it. Your actions--so filled with care--unknotted his tense shoulders, and loosened his tight grip on his arms.  “You--” damned herbivore. He sighed very deeply, his eyes sliding shut. Somehow--you always managed to make him lose all the anger brewing just beneath his skin. For some reason--the way you looked at him made nothing else matter. For some reason--you were still looking at him--you were still seeing him.  His ears dipped down, and his tail slowed, then relaxed. His whole expression smoothened, and you noticed just the slightest flush of red on his cheeks ‘Aha! Success!’ Then his eyes flashed open. “Eep!”   You blinked wearily at the bright light coming from the midday sun, until Leona’s figure covered it up. He had one hand snake up your leg, and you feel your face flush.  “Leona!” you squeaked as you tried to grab his hand with your hand, only for him to easily grab yours in turn, and press them above your head. He raised the wrist of his other hand to his face, and used his mouth to tug the button open.  “You don’t say things like that and expect nothing coming from me, herbivore.” he chuckled, and gave you a smirk that made you breathless, “be prepared~” 

--

“Oya.” you’re greeted by the sweetly smiling Leech brother, Jade. “If it isn’t the Prefect. Here to visit Azul?” You flushed at how quickly he figured you out, but Jade’s smile only widened into a knowing one.  “Yes please. Where is he?”  “He’s in the VIP Room.” He quickly noticed the look on your face, so Jade added “Don’t worry. He’s not meeting with a client, he’s just sorting out some paperwork. You can go right ahead.”  “Jade... are you sure you’re not a mind reader?” You exhaled, and Jade chuckled softly.  “Oh my... I am simply one hell of an assistant.”  He pressed a gloved hand over his chest, “well then, do go on. I doubt you’ll make it to Azul if Floyd spots you first.”  “Thank you Jade!~” you skipped off, as you easily ducked past Octavinelle students on your way to the VIP room. When you get there, you knocked on the door, only to hear a disgruntled noise from the other side. When you peek into the room, your eyes meet with Azul’s, from behind a stack of paperwork. He blinked once in surprise, before a pleasant smile curled up his lips.  “I didn’t think you’d be visiting.” He motioned for you to come in, which you did after firmly shutting the door.  “Yeah well, you’ve been busy so I thought I should just drop in and... get a few minutes with you?” your voice trailed off uncertainly as his smile dropped, and his gaze shifted back to his paperwork. “I’d like to finish this.” he decided, “give me a moment?”  “Sure.” was barely out of your mouth, before Azul tuned you out and refocused on the papers. Knowing that when Azul said a moment, he actually meant longer, you thought you should just make yourself comfortable across the couches. You sat down, and instantly grabbed a sea salt chocolate from the platter before you. Normally this wasn’t here, but it was something Jade would put whenever he knew you would be coming to visit Azul. Knowing how easily distracted Azul was by his paperwork, you’ve spent a lot of time just sitting here and doing--mostly nothing--until Floyd comes in to kidnap you. 

However, you didn’t really want to leave Azul. You crossed your legs, placed your elbow on your thigh as you leant forward, and cupped your own cheek with your hand. You watched as Azul quietly got absorbed into his work. Just watching him made your heart fill with love, he was beautiful. He always was, but there was just... something about him, when he worked... when he was most confident--and at peace--he was truly something to look at.  ‘And aren’t I just the luckiest, to call him, mine?’ you think to yourself, giddy--as a goofy smile spread across your lips. You might’ve started dating some time ago, but this was the love story of your dreams--nothing could compare, and you’re sure that every moment you share together will be heartrending. ‘I wonder...’  

Your fingers twitch against your cheek, and you blink in realization. Azul’s eyes scanned through the document as fast as he could. While he wasn’t aware enough to realize you were staring at him rather mischievously--he was distinctly aware of your presence, and how close you were to him. You had both been extremely busy. The Headmaster had asked you to look into some matter, while he had got a flood of paperwork regarding Mostro Lounge’s new products. He could feel his heart pound the closer he got to finishing his work. Every paper added to the finished pile, was a second closer to spending time with you.  “Azul~” he yelped as he felt you whisper into his ear, your breath tickled him, and made him flinch. He looked up at you with a beet red face.  “Don’t surprise me like that!” He frantically looked away, as he pretended to be concerned about his paperwork--but really, he could feel the warmth on his cheeks, and he wanted to calm down. He wanted to be cool and collected around you after all. Curse this human body! He had such a difficult time controlling his emotions-- “I don’t really want to spend anymore time on this--”   “Azul~ Did you know, I can hold the world in my hands?”   “Eh? Did you have such an ability?” He turned to look up at you, interested in what you had to say, that is until--he felt your warm hands cup his cheeks gently.  “Like this~ I can hold the world when I do this.” Your eyes crinkled, and your smile was bright and Azul very much wanted to immortalize this moment. That is until your words finally sunk in and any work he tried to think up of, to cool down, didn’t help.  Azul’s face turned bright red, and you would normally be very happy at the fact that he looked pretty pleased too--that is until he blinked rapidly, his eyes getting wet behind his glasses, and the tears began to slide down--  “Oh no, Azul!” you leant down to press a kiss against his tears, and apparently Azul couldn’t handle it anymore. One moment, he was seated in front of you--and in the next moment he disappeared. “Wait, Azul?” you turned your head in confusion, only to see a large, black pot in the corner of the office that you swear wasn’t there before. It was shaking intensely, and you could see tentacles retreating into it.  ‘No way...’ with your mouth falling agape, you also couldn’t help but think ‘how cute! Azul is the cutest!’   “Azul! Is this your octopus pot? It’s so cute! You’re so cute!”  “Stop it!” The pot shook as Azul wailed from inside, “stop it! I can’t calm down!”   “No! It really is cute! Azul! You’re so amazing!” He let out a high pitched sound, but unfortunately for him, you just kept throwing praises despite his desperate begging for you to stop.  This is how the Leech twins find you and Azul. Floyd laughed and Jade smirked when you sheepishly explained what happened to their esteemed leader, which led to another whole round of gentle teasing, with Azul yelling that “I’m never leaving this pot!” 

The three of you take another whole hour to coax your beloved octopus out of the pot and into your arms again. 

--

"That was amazing Kalim!” you clapped your hands at another successful parade. Kalim beamed at you brightly.  “Right? I’m glad you enjoyed it!” Kalim laughed heartily, and you could feel yourself warm at the brilliance of his smile. 

‘Kalim... you know you...’  

If there was someone who has genuinely helped you smile throughout your time in Twisted Wonderland--it would be no one other than Kalim. He was just so... vibrant. Around him--it was easy to forget how worried you were about your family, friends, your own situation. All of that falls away when faced with Kalim’s genuine good cheer and positivity. 

‘That’s why... if I could do something...’ 

“Hey, Kalim?”  

“Hrm?” He looked at you, and you felt your heart melt when you see the way his cheeks puffed up from the food he had eaten (and an idea shapes in your mind at seeing his cheeks). He swallowed, tilting his head, and blinking his bright red eyes at you. ‘Hohhhh my god he’s so adorable...’ “What is it?”  

“You know...” you smiled at him, heart pounding at the thought of what you were about to do. “I can hold the world in my hands.” His eyes sparkled in interest.

“Oooh! Can you? Can you really? Can you do it right now?”  “Sure I can show you.” With that Kalim focused on you, and you couldn’t help giggle when you noticed a single crumb of bread on his cheek. You reached forward, cupped his face, while gently brushing the crumb of bread off of his cheek. He blinked at you in response. 

“Ah... weren’t you going to show me how to hold the world?” 

“Yeah.” your eyes automatically softened at that. “I’m doing it right now.” It takes a second for it to sink in--and you know when it does because the most dazzling smile appears on Kalim’s face. “Awww...” He places his hands above yours, and laces your fingers together. He briefly squeezes your fingers in his own palm, before just as quickly as he held your hands--he reached forward and cupped your cheeks as well. 

“Now, I’m holding my world too.”  He says, in that sweet, cheerful way he does--unaware of how quickly your heart raced at his action. You feel the heat rise to your cheeks, and your hands slip off his face, only to cover your own.

“Ah? Is something wrong?”  

“You’re so unfair Kalim...” you squeaked, “you weren’t supposed to respond like that!” 

“What? Why?” he frowned, as he tried to peer at your face. “Why can’t I tell you the truth? That you are my world as well?” 

“That’s because I wanted to do something for you! Not the other way around!”  you groaned. 

“Ahaha! But you did make me happy!” Kalim clutched your hands, and pulled it from your face so that you could see the sincerity in his eyes. “It makes me even happier that I can tell you--being here, right now... it’s the most wondrous place for you and me.”  

You flushed, pleased.

EXTRA:

“Disgusting.” Jamil declared, his face twisted as he watched the adoring couple from several steps away. He couldn’t hold it for long however, and his lips curled as he watched how happy they were. 

--

Vil was used to praise. 

He was a model after all. You’d seen the way he reacted to praise. When he’s told how beautiful or handsome he is--he would huff, pleased, with his head tilted back slightly, and then he’d say in a ‘tell-me-something-I-don’t-know’ tone “Yes I am.” 

So here you were, figuring out the best way to convey how much you loved him. 

He wasn’t a very physically affectionate person, not even in private. He was just used to looking super amazing all the time--that physical affection can sometimes get in the way of that. Out of respect for his craft, you tried not to be too handsy. 

Through the mirror, Vil meets your gaze underneath long, pale lashes. His lips curl in a delighted smile. 

‘Beautiful.’ You think, ‘And I am so very lucky.’   “Dear one, I know I am beautiful, but you have been staring for quite awhile.” He raised a fine brow. “Is something on your mind?” 

“Oh it’s nothing.” You said, a little absentmindedly. 

“Ohoh? And I’d think if I was on your mind... I wouldn’t be nothing.” He turned his head to look at you, his blonde-lavender hair brushing his shoulders elegantly at his sudden movement.   

“I’m just trying to figure something out.” you murmured softly, as you come closer. Vil turns back to the mirror in response, as he gently begins to fix his hair. You study the way he delicately braids his hair around the crown. 

“I’m all ears, dear one.” he said softly, as he studied himself in the mirror. “What do you think?”  

“Beautiful as ever, of course.”  you said, and he shot you a winning smile--the same sort of smile he’d give a fan. ‘What can I say to him I wonder?’ 

“Hey Vil.” 

“Mhm?” 

“Did you know, that you can hold the world in your hands?” He peers up at you curiously. 

“Are we looking at this metaphorically or literally?” He arched a brow, “because--for example, I can say I hold the world in my hands because of my job as a model.”  

“I mean, I guess you can look at it like that!” You giggle softly, “but no, I mean--literally.” He looks at you curiously.

“Oh? Do tell.” He was about to return to looking at himself in the mirror, when he felt your hands brush his fringe back, and your fingers tremble gently against his jawline. He meets your gaze again, and there’s a certain raw... emotion there that makes him pause. 

“See Vil?” you whisper oh so gently. “I’m holding the world in my hands.” 

His eyes widened briefly at that, before they slide shut, and he tilts his head to press it against your warm hands. Your hands flinch briefly, and his heart flutters--you truly did understand him--you understood how important his job was to him. You didn’t dismiss it as an extreme form of vanity.  You saw it as a part of him, and peacefully just accepted it. 

“Is that what you were thinking about?” He turned his head to press a kiss onto your wrist--where he can feel your pulse rise, his lipstick leaving a stain behind. 

“Yeah. I just really wanted you to know how important you were to me.” You smiled, and he squeezes your hand in turn. 

“Well dear one, I want you to know one thing.” He reaches forward, and strokes your cheek. “You’re very important to me too, so much more than my make up. So I won’t mind this--” he presses your hand against his cheek again. “from time to time, alright?”  Your eyes glitter, and he smiles because he nailed exactly what you wanted to get from this.

“Mhm!” 

--

You pouted as you stared at Idia, who was busy coding a new virtual world program. You had gone to the Ignihyde Dorm in the hopes of spending time with your beau, but instead he was distracted by another virtual world.

I mean--no doubt, he was the cutest, especially when he was super fired up doing something. You once saw him doing his idol dance--and it was just so cute. Even if he desperately begged you to forget it, you kept it as treasured memory. 

“It’s almost done! I can almost hold it in my hands!” he huffed underneath his breath as his tapping intensifies.

‘World... hands...’ An idea comes to mind, and you can’t help the grin that spreads across your face. 

“You know Idia, I can hold the world in my hands.”  

“That’s nice.”  He said, absolutely not hearing you at all. You huffed, before moving closer. 

“Idia.” His rapid tapping continues on, and so does his muttering. So you do the only thing you can do. With great effort, you slink your way under one arm, and pop right in between his arms. 

“Gah! You--! You were here?” Idia gaped up at you, and you sweat dropped in response. 

‘Unbelievable. He was the one who told me to come in when I knocked earlier, and he didn’t even realize it was me?’ You pouted for a second before, you shook your head. Meanwhile, Idia’s face turned pink when he realized how close you were, so he rolled his chair backwards to make more space in between you two. 

“That’s right. I’m here. You’ve been ignoring me Idia.” Idia squawked in surprise. 

“I--uh! I didn’t mean too? I’m sorry?” Idia shifted his head from side to side. “But wait--I need to finish this thing-! I’m almost done! I can physically feel this new world in my hands! It’s going to be e p i c!” 

“Listen to me first! This will only take a moment!” Idia blinked warily, before he nodded.

“I can hold the world in my hands.” Idia squinted at your hands in response. Not seeing anything, he assumes you mean you can code too? His eyes widened at that and he rapidly looked up to your face. 

“Wait, you can code too?”  Then he yelped when your hands cupped his face. You couldn’t help but giggle at his completely gobsmacked expression.

“Tada!~ I’m holding the world in my hands~”

Idia stared at you, frozen, as your words replayed in his head. 

“Idia?” 

‘I’m holding the world in my hands’ 

“Um... hello? Babe are you there?” 

‘holding the world in my hands’ 

“Idia? Hey...” 

‘the world in my hands’

“Hey--you’re worrying me?” 

‘So I just unlock a super important scene wherein the absolute waibando* character just confessed to the mc?’ 

“Hello? Idia.exe?”

‘Hang on Idia, this wasn’t just any waibando character to an mc.’ 

‘Ah. That’s right. They said it to me’ Idia thought, ‘Which means they’re directly telling me that I’m their world.’  Idia nodded to himself, ‘GG. Cool I figured it out.’  

Then it finally, actually dawned on Idia and he promptly combusted into brilliant pink flames.   

“Oh no! Idia!” You yelled, at which point Ortho comes running into the room.

“What happened--oh no!” at the sight of his brother on fire, Ortho adjusted his hand, and blasted his brother with his fire extinguisher function. 

“Luckily brother installed this system to me.” Ortho says, in a very bright tone, and you only sweat dropped in response as Idia yells about “critical hits.”  

--

[*] waibando - a term created by my friend, Val, that combines waifu and husbando which she uses to refer to her favourite characters. because i wanted to maintain gender neutrality, i decided to use waibando instead of specifically waifu or husbando. this can be used interchangeably with husbaifu. credits to my friend, haha, I asked her for permission to use it here~ 

“Woah! So you can do all of that, Bright Eyes?”

Malleus hummed in response, “Indeed I can, little one.” 

The two of you were taking one of your nightly walks around the Ramshackle Dorm, your arm linked around one of his. (Let it be known, that unknown to you--Sebek, Silver and Lilia were actually stalking you several bushes away. It was only Malleus’s occasional dark glare in their direction that kept Sebek away.) 

“Is there anything you can’t do?” You tilt your head as you look at your incredibly tall companion. 

“With magic? Nothing. I have long mastered every single spell.” He shrugged his shoulders in disinterest. Magic was... far from impressive. He didn’t really see it as extraordinary. The only reason he was still speaking about it, was because of that glitter of interest in your eyes. He finds that spark in your eyes fascinating, and he had no qualms in teaching you more. After all, who else is better suited to such a task?

“Well... there has to be something...” you put a finger to your lip in deep thought, and he finds it amusing that you thought such a thing could exist. (In the bushes, Sebek staggers upright to yell a ‘HOW DARE--’ but he’s quickly dragged back, out of sight by Silver and Lilia when they see Malleus’s shoulder twitch in response). When you snap your fingers, Malleus turns his gaze back to you, as you pull away from him briefly.

“I figured it out! The one thing you can’t do~”

“Ohoh? Pray tell what is it?” Malleus tilted his head, and you’re briefly distracted by how pretty he is under moonshine and starlight. “Little one?” 

“Ah yeah! Sorry!” you laugh, and he arched his brow, having a very good idea as to what had gotten you distracted. You were never never very quiet with what you thought--it was fascinating, how much he could read from your expressions. 

“You can’t hold the world.” This time, when Malleus raised a brow, it’s in bemusement. 

“I am certain nobody can do that, little one.”  

“Ah-ah-ah~” You move your finger from side to side, like a metronome. “But I can.” you cupped your hands together. “Take a look... I will hold the world in one... two...” you look up to notice he was still standing completely upright.

‘Well... that won’t do... Can’t reach him.’ 

“Come on Bright Eyes!” you laugh. “You won’t see it if you’re so far away.” You gesture for him to draw closer. He obliges, patiently, as he leans forward to inspect your palms.

“I will hold the world in one... two...” Malleus blinked, “and three~”

Your hands are gently cupping his face, as you grin up at him. 

‘Ah.’ Malleus realized what you were trying to say, and he chuckled softly. 

“Aren’t you simply... amazing.” he murmured gently, as he reached down to pat you on the head. “You continue to surprise me, little one. To think I thought nothing else could do so.” 

“Hehe...” you blushed at his praise, and as you drew your hands back, he grasped onto one, and pressed a kiss against the back of your hands. Your blush brightened at the gesture and he smiled fondly.

‘Little do you know...’ Malleus mused, as you tugged him to continue walking. ‘Someone who holds as much power as I... can destroy the world.’ He glanced at your bright smile, and happy countenance--having not a single ounce of fear for him, despite knowing who he was. ‘Perhaps you do hold the fate of the world in your hands, little one.’  

Extra:

“Sebek... are you okay?” 

“Hnggh!” Sebek bit the handkerchief, and tugged. ‘I wish I could’ve told Lord Malleus he was my world first!’ 

“Ignore him Silver.” 

“Ah...” 

[eivorsjawline]

Endless (teaser) Kassandra x F!Reader

Tw: cluttered spaces, alcohol and smoking

Summary: Here's a little teaser for something I'm working on. Let me know if you enjoy it <3

You weren’t sure why you went out tonight in the first place.

Maybe It was to test if you’ve become frigid after all the time you’ve spent being single. Sure, there have been flings and there have been heartbreaks. Whether or not you experienced true love was another story. All you knew was that the alcohol was flowing like an IV on drip and whatever you were sipping on was good enough to make you wanna dance. The club was on the good side of town, the entrance lined with fine leather seats and perfectly dim lighting. You took a seat at the bar and ordered a couple of shots to loosen up, downing the bitter taste as quickly as possible. A rush of heat ran through your body and gave you a light buzz. You wore one of your best clubbing outfits and knew damn well it was all eyes on you.

It had been a while since you felt confident enough to go out, hard work pays off and life had been treating you good. The VIP lounge could be seen from up high, full of the most exclusive and rich in town. There were plenty of people in the club but you noticed one in particular. There was a woman with a golden tan complexion dressed in a pure white button shirt, dark dress pants and a head full of medium-length wavy brunette hair. She sat with her ankle propped up on her knee and you saw enough to make out her pristine figure through the gaps in the railing. A bulky Mediterranean man was sitting across from her making conversation but for some reason, she wasn’t paying attention. She was watching you from afar, looking you up and down. This one was far too fine to let slip away and so you thought to yourself, If she wants something to look at I’ll give her something to look at.

You motioned to the bartender for another shot and drank it fast before heading out onto the dance floor. The crowd was a fight to get through, you had to plow and shove anyone in your way. You found yourself right in the middle, not a care in the world if you were the center of attention or not. You let the music use your body as a human catalyst, the rhythm running through you. Closing your eyes and letting your body speak for itself, you let go and lost all care. It was your night and no one would be getting in the way of that. A moment of clarity struck you and you checked to see if the peculiar woman was staring at you and sure enough, your eyes met. Time seemed to slow down as she continued to watch you in bewilderment, the neon lights flickered and swayed as you did all in one harmonious rhapsody. You cut the moment short and turned away from her, your liquid courage for some reason ran dry. Perhaps, at that moment you realized how attracted you were to her after getting a better glimpse at one another.

At this age and still catching crushes? Get a grip, girl.

You brushed it off and continued on the dancefloor, shaking your nerves out. At least you both had some distance between you, the pitter-patter of your heart could continue in peace. You told yourself she probably just wanted to hook up and if she knew better she’d stay far away. Love wasn’t particularly a goal of yours at the moment, you enjoyed being free and independent. Still, you looked over to sneak another glimpse of her but couldn't find her. You weren’t sure whether to feel relieved you couldn't make a bigger fool out of yourself than you already have or upset she probably wasn’t interested after all.

Pfft, forget her anyways.

You continued until you felt someone tap on your shoulder, It was her cocking a grin and starting to dance with you. The sneaky thing must have left the lounge and came down here while you were in la-la land. She had a couple of faint scars on her face and dark, almost copper eyes. There was an intensity to them, one that you had never seen before. They say the eyes are the window to the soul and there was something about hers that you couldn’t quite place your finger on. Either way, you continued dancing inching a bit closer to let her know you were comfortable with her. She placed her hands on your hips and you thought you could melt into a mess of a puddle right there. Her eyes traced you up and down, examining you just like yours were at her.

You turned around and faced your back to her chest, the stranger moving in closer to you. At this point, you weren’t sure whose sweat belonged to who. There was no space left in between you at this point, her hands traced your skin and the outline of your body. There was a connection between the two of you, one you couldn’t explain. The sexual attraction on your end was intense, all you wanted was more and more. The both of you were having fun and you realized you were nowhere near, “frigid”. The mess of your bodies colliding there was enough to form a hot pit in your lower abdomen. The both of you danced there, bumping, grinding and laughing for a couple of songs until she leaned in to talk into your ear over the loud music.

“You should come with me outside, it's too loud in here!”

You don't know why but you agreed and followed her to the patio. The moonlight shined down on her, you could make out the figure of her body even better. My god, she was ripped and toned. There was not a single flaw on the woman's body, she was a goddess of some sort. She dug around in her pocket and pulled out a cigarette, holding it to her lips and lighting it. The muscles and veins on her lower arms stuck out as her thick, arched eyebrows pursed together. She was carved by the gods themselves, you wondered why you caught her interest in the first place. She inhaled and a puff of smoke escaped between her perfectly shaped lips. She offered you a cigarette and you accepted even though you don’t smoke.

Why the hell not? You figured.

“What's your name anyway?”

“Kassandra… You?”

She had a husky deep voice as if she wasn’t already irresistible enough. You replied and told her your name. The more the two of you made small talk, you noticed a thick accent. You wanted to say It was Greek but didn’t wanna be wrong at the same time. She lifted her cigarette for another inhale and you noticed a beautiful gold ring on her finger. Wasn't on the ring finger so you knew it was nothing special, she was decked in gold jewelry from her ears to her wrist anyways. Examining her outer appearance again, you could tell she had some money. Her entire outfit was designer, whether it was her belt, shoes, shirt, or even her socks probably. It seems you were too obvious with your spying when she tilted her head towards you to say more.

“I'm an archaeologist and head curator of a sort, been all over the place but I’m from Greece.”

You explained that you were the creative director for a magazine company. It wasn’t that you necessarily hated your job but you always felt like you should be doing more than that. Whatever you had to say she showed a genuine interest in it, It felt good to have someone listen. The talk was stimulating enough for you to stay and talk to her, usually, people struggle to hold a conversation at all but Kassandra was free. Her aura was almost intimidating, enough to keep drawing you in and eager to learn more about her.

What the hell have I got myself into?