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offaeandcreation · 3 years

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A Pearl Lost and Found

“This is the composition I made for my final exam; its name is ‘A Pearl Button Lost and Found.’” She announced. Finally, she settled her fingers on the guqin and rang her first chord.

Meng Shi waited and waited. Trained A-Yao in everything she knew; reading, writing, music, even squirreling away every extra coin on cultivation manuals. A-Yao must be ready for when Jin Guangshan returned for them. For him. For her. Day in and day out. He trained. She worked.

Jin Guangshan did not return.

CW: Implied/Referenced Prostitution, Implied/Referenced Dubious Consent, Financial Issues Referenced

AO3

A breeze rushed through the open hall, sweeping the white and blue banners of the Gusu Lan Sect into a dance. Though the noise never passed a whisper, a hush settled as a young woman ambled into the hall. With her guqin tucked in a silk sleeve under her arm, robes curling around her like blooming petals of a flower, Meng Shi settled in her place at the front of the hall like an immortal cultivator, long fingers ghosting over the qin strings.

“This is the composition I made for my final exam; its name is ‘A Pearl Button Lost and Found.’” She announced. Finally, she settled her fingers on the guqin and rang her first chord.

~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~

She dreamed Jin Guangshan would return for her. Constructed fantasies where one night he would sweep into the brothel, take A-Yao into his arms, smiling as he did so, and ferry them away. Far away.

Deep in the nights, while a client would take their pleasure inside her, Meng Shi would dream: it was him, not a client. She was in Jin Guangshan’s bed, married and unworried when her next meal would be. And A-Yao was practicing cultivation and studying the six arts, not hidden in a closet away from wandering eyes. Sometimes, when the client was especially rough, not bothering to even use oil, (or letting her slip it on), she would clutch the pearl button he had given her so tightly she would find its imprint inscribed into her palm the next morning.

A button and a dream. That’s all she had.

Day in and day out. He trained. She worked.

Jin Guangshan did not return.

~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~

The chords soft and slow, required Meng Shi to hold down zither strings while plucking others. And then the pause. The last note hung in the air, stringing the audience into an uncomfortable pause. Made them freeze, spines akin to metal spikes – waiting for the breath, the respite. Just like she was all those years. At least, they had the privilege of it lasting only for a moment.

~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~

The one who freed her out of the brothel did not wear gold. At least in his robes; he brought no buttons or promises.

In fact, when they first met, she didn’t even know who he was.

The last visages of sunlight vanished beneath the horizon. A couple days off, only during the time she bled. Cramps tightened their grip around Meng Shi’s waist and it must have shown on her face for A-Yao crept closer, clutching at her skirt. She squeezed his hand with a smile, making certain her eyes crinkled. A-Yao returned the grin. She wondered if it was as false as her own.

The merchant selling the cultivation manuals often took his place at the end of the street, just at the intersection between the poor and rich red district in Yunping. She scanned the crowd for the familiar squirrelly-mustached man in blue or green hemp. Loud chatter boomed in the busy street as vendors and prostitutes called out to potential customers. Potential coin. Another meal. Another day.

“Are you looking for your friends?” A voice said very much close by. The sort of slurred smirking tone Meng Shi was all too familiar with. She pulled A-Yao close, using her sleeve and skirts to hide him, her fingers dug into her purse, nails scraping through the thin material into the too little coin. She peered over her shoulder, scanning for the drunkard.

Not even a couple paces away, said drunkard lounged on a nearby pillar, liquor pouring down his chin as he looked down on what appeared to be a cloaked person—their back to her. The fabric looked thin, and it shimmered against the torchlight.

Red silk, most likely. Rich.

Though the weather wasn’t as humid as it usually was this time of year, it was obvious the person wished to hide their identity. As if a rich man could shed his origin so easily in these parts.

“I asked where Yunmeng is.” A youthful voice replied, coming from the throat of someone who just stepped over the door’s ledge of adolescence into adulthood thoug it didn’t crack, “either tell me or I’m leaving.”

A gold piece flashed in the torchlight.

Her coin purse too light.

The merchant may raise the price again. And she wouldn’t even be able to afford a meal for A-Yao.

“A-Niang?” A-Yao asked. They had stopped walking.

The drunkard’s eyes glittered, a slow dripping grin spread on his face, “Ah, what a junior, so impatient. Too embarrassed to enter a brothel? With your pretty face, you may get even a discount!”

The young man bristled, hand flying to his side. The drunkard’s smile fell away into horror, skin sheet-white.

“I’m sure if I swing around your pretty face, anyone would give me a discount.” The young man hissed.

Meng Shi frowned. Rich and spoiled. Likely to flash a weapon he couldn’t even yield.

She pulled A-Yao along. Not worth the risk.

“A-Niang,” A-Yao said as they slipped back into the flow of the crowd, “I think he is a cultivator.”

~~~

The merchant raised the price.

Meng Shi tucked the booklet into her sleeve alongside the painfully empty purse. A-Yao dragged his feet on the pebbled ground, kicking up dirt clouds. They walked down a smaller street now, crowds and people leaning more into the open, brightly colored shops. Surprisingly enough, this side of the street remained empty. Not even drunkards or thieves hung around. Something about a ghost wandering the area. Not that she had ever seen it.

“What’s wrong?”

He didn’t answer, frowning at her sleeve before pulling at her skirt to continue back to the brothel, “It’s nothing, A-Niang.”

The third time he got like this.

“A-Yao, please-” Meng Shi stopped, clutching the book closer to herself.

“The cultivator is here.” A-Yao interrupted, pointing behind her instead.

Meng Shi turned, and indeed a silhouette with a cloak leaped from balcony to balcony, right to the roof of an abandoned tea-house. No one had picked up the place due to the leaky, broken roof…

“Master cultivator! Watch out!” The cry tore out of her throat.

The moment the words left her mouth, the cultivator sunk into the rooftop as if it devoured him. A loud, painful crash.

Meng Shi covered her mouth with her sleeve. The tea-house simply too unsafe for her to enter, and what even could she offer?

What is it with rich men fooling around and getting themselves into trouble?

She should just leave. Perhaps the cultivator broke a bone or two, but he had the funds for a doctor, while if she so much as attempted to climb into the unstable building, a scratch could kill her.

A red light blinked in the holes of the house. Bright. Like a silent firework.

And the young cultivator shot up through the hole in the roof, cloak billowing around him like a flying flag. Sword beneath him, engulfed in the colors of a scarlet star.

Is this how Jin Guangshan flew? Would A-Yao one day be like an immortal, flying above them all?

She clutched the book closer. Hopefully.

The red light remained only for a moment, disappearing before anyone in the crowd noticed him.

He landed right in front of them. The wind swirled around him, cupping his figure in the air. A slow descent, a god. Meng Shi pulled A-Yao close, bowing her head.

“Is this esteemed cultivator injured?” She asked, eyeing the red, bleeding slashes on his exposed hands and chin. Her mind raced, tracing the building of the local doctor on a mental map. Yes, down two streets and-

“No need.” The cultivator replied.

A-Yao’s gasp tore her attention back to him.

The red slices slowly shrunk and disappeared, like wiping off makeup.

The cloak’s hood that framed his face slipped to reveal dark hair wound up in an elaborate hairstyle, clipped probably with some luxurious pin, hidden in shadow. Round red eyes met hers, “I appreciate your warning, however.”

Irises scanned her before shifting to A-Yao, peeking his head from behind her. He too must have seen how his wounds vanished in a flash.

“What a sweet-faced son, impressed?” Voice tilted up with a pride of a purring cat. Crescent smile to match.

A-Yao nodded, though his white-knuckled grip on Meng Shi’s skirt revealed his trepidation.

The cultivator slid a sword into its sheath, gold with motifs woven in. But the light from the shops and vendors proved to be insufficient lighting to see what they were.

Very expensive. Perhaps when Jin Guangshan took A-Yao to the Jinlintai, he would finally get one.

“Perhaps you can help me with a matter.” The cultivator said, “do you know-”

“Yunmeng is on the northern end of the city which you can find the lake to cross to reach it following up this street,” A-Yao said, pointing behind the cultivator.

Meng Shi squeezed A-Yao’s shoulder, “do not interrupt someone, A-Yao.” Much less a rich, dangerous cultivator.

The cultivator blinked before bursting into laughter, “I actually was going to ask something else, but clearly you must have walked by me earlier to overhear that interesting conversation.”

A cold pit dropped into Meng Shi’s gut. She swung her sleeve to cover A-Yao. Maybe he wouldn’t punish them for the interruption. Maybe-

The booklet went flying, clattering into the dirt as its flimsy spine snapped. Colorful papers skidded across the ground, flashing their contents for all to see.

And the coin purse slumped to the ground, not even containing a coin for a single clunk.

Meng Shi gasped. A-Yao scrambled on his hands and knees, picking up the scattered paper. She too, though tears blurred her vision, never mind her skirt, scrambled the precious paper up from the ground. There is no way the merchant would even allow them to exchange the book! He would demand money. And the pages were out-of-order now, not even numbered. How would A-Yao use it now?!

“What is this?” The cultivator leaned over, picking up a sheet.

Meng Shi bowed her head, shoulders shaking. Please don’t laugh at her. Please don’t-

“A cultivation manual, esteemed cultivator,” A-Yao answered, also bowing his head, remembering his manners.

Meng Shi dared to look up. The cultivator frowned at the sheet, flipping it back and forth. The line between his brows growing into a crevice. His gaze shifted back to A-Yao, “You eagerly want to become a cultivator?”

A-Yao hesitated, glancing at Meng Shi for assurance.

“I’d prefer you wouldn’t lie to me. There won’t be a consequence for your answer, but I hate liars.” The cultivator interrupted. He crossed his arms, but the page didn’t so much as crinkle. Long sharp nails barely ghosting the fragile paper.

“My father is a cultivator,” A-Yao replied, voice even.

“Oh?” The cultivator leaned back, posture relaxing a bit, “And who is this man? I might know him.”

“Sect Leader Jin Guangshan.”

The cultivator… flinched. He opened his mouth, paused, before closing.

Did something happen to Jin Guangshan? Why did he flinch? Was he this cultivator’s sworn enemy? Were they in danger?

He said nothing. And A-Yao remained in his spot, not so much as flinching or trembling under the red-eyed stare. Even with placid smile—the same mask Meng Shi wore with the more difficult clients.

The cultivator finally sighed, breaking the silence, and changing the subject, “What do you think of this… manual?” The way the words came out sounded like he just had eaten some strange-tasting fruit.

Meng Shi’s hand curled into a fist, hidden beneath her sleeve. How dare he? She stayed up night after night, working, spreading her damned legs for ferocious beasts to claw a meal for them. To get A-Yao schooled. To get those manuals so he could leave and never look back. Meng Shi would bet her pearl button given as a gift, as a promise, that this man wouldn’t survive one night working as a prostitute. And he had the gall to look down at the manual. At her?

A-Yao’s gaze flittered to the ground.

“Remember, I don’t like liars.” The cultivator reminded him.

“These manuals are useless,” A-Yao said. Now he shook, eyes flitting between her and the cultivator.

The wind stole her breath.

No.

No, he had to be incorrect.

A-Yao must have been doing something wrong, perhaps the manuals were too advanced or-

The cultivator smiled, sharp-edged like the sword he wore on his belt, “Correct. These are more likely to give you Qi deviation than anything else. A useless endeavor.” He then turned to her.

Only clasping her hands together, digging nails into her flesh kept her from bursting into tears, “You have a clever son. A shame really that-” he paused, frowning at her. The relaxed arrogance in his posture dissipated. Tht stupid smirk fell away.

A rich. Spoiled. Brat-

“Your name?”

He suddenly wanted to know her name?!

“Meng Shi.” She hissed, grinding her teeth together to keep angry words from spilling.

At A-Yao, “and yours?”

“Meng Yao.” Obediently, responded with a salute.

“We’ll meet again then.” The cultivator said with a wave, cloak billowing like a curtain in the wind as he walked away, without a goodbye.

“A-Niang…”

“Let’s go home.”

~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~

The melody changed to something heavier, sadness into tension, but a playful sharp tune echoed within the pauses. How else would she paint their benefactor? Outer appearance merely a veneer of youth. Sharp-edged and almost bordering cruel. But unlike a certain man with a certain button, the man kept his promise. Foreshadowed in a lack of a goodbye and by the tune she plucked on the zither.

~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~

Two nights later, as Meng Shi calculated the number of clients she would need to take on extra to buy a refill of rouge, anything but to think about the collection of false manuals stacked in a corner behind A-Yao when a rapid knock forced her to open her door early.

Sisi waited with a frown on her face. Lips already painted in her favorite deep rose pink, “Madame says someone is here for you.”

Meng Shi’s fingers dug into the old wood. Nails too short, clipped to defenseless crescent-moons, unable to even make a scratch on her damn door.

“A-Yao.” She gestured at her son, who had looked up from his poetry book when the door knocked, skin turning pale, “go hide. Only come out when I come for you.”

He nodded, slipping past her and Sisi with his shoulders hunched.

“Watch over him, please-”

Sisi grabbed her hand, warming her cold, trembling fingers between her palms, “I’ll scratch out anyone who so much as looks his direction.”

Meng Shi nodded, touching her hair, making sure not a single stubborn strand stood out of place. And she went to the first floor.

Madame Meng stood at the front room of the brothel with a cloaked man, taller than the young cultivator she met a few nights before but wearing the same color outer robes, standing akin to a column holding up a temple, with a stone expression to match.

“It appears a Young Master bought your contract.” Madame Meng twitched a false smile as Meng Shi lifted her head from her bow, “and your son’s.”

Meng Shi’s jaw dropped. She stared at the Madame before shifting to the unexpressive, unfamiliar man.

“Take any possessions and your son. I’ll escort you to your carriage.” The man said.

The debt? The contract? Everything? Paid?

The glimmer of excitement popped. The red robe. He must have been that youngster’s servant or something. Most likely, he bought her to be his concubine.

But a concubine didn’t have to take on clients.

Better than a prostitute.

Maybe if she asked nicely, she could ask for A-Yao to learn cultivation…

“Of course, please give me half a sichen.” She bowed again. Her throat closed up.

~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~

Meng Shi’s hands flew on the guqin. The melody bright, full of scales and chords, forcing her arms to run up and down the entirety of the instrument. Sweat trickled down her spine. Above the fast-paced song, murmurs among the crowd hummed in the background.

And then a pause, before she started the remix, a softer, sweeter tune than the first set of verses she played.

~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~

The youngster cultivator ended up to be older than she was, revealing himself to be Sect Leader Wen.

He had no interest in making her his concubine.

Instead, he had A-Yao immediately swept away to join the other junior cultivators. And herself, a two-story house within Nightless City, with two servants, and an allowance.

Meng Shi waited with baited breath for the ‘but.’ When Sect Leader Wen announced it, he easily read her.

“All talent should be part of my sect. Why should I let anyone else snatch your son up?” The response came with another of his sharp-toothed smiles.

Well… as long as A-Yao wasn’t in any danger…

That was it. Right? A-Yao studied cultivation under the banners of the greatest Sect in the cultivation world. She no longer had to take clients to bring food to the table. And she bought Sisi’s contract as well.

But her hands itched.

“The Gusu Lan Sect’s expertise is in musical cultivation,” A-Yao mentioned offhandedly once, among a tirade of other information about the Great Sects.

An idea popped like a firecracker. At the very least, she would have fun for an evening if it didn’t go as planned.

~~~

The Wen Clan had more than enough money to throw at almost any form of entertainment while juggling the expenses of running the biggest sect there was without a hitch. Every couple of evenings, entertainers would perform for the clan in their private dining room. Guests, lucky enough to be invited, often came back with stories such as the one time Madame Wen paid a troupe of fire-breathing acrobats to accompany an announcement of her pregnancy. By coincidence, A-Yao befriended First Master Wen Xu and had been invited to dine with the main branch more than a handful of times. He mentioned Sect Leader Wen paid musicians this time around.

Asking permission to play one song on the guqin on that nights proved to be quite easy: certainly helped to slip a bag of coins to the troupe leader and flutter her eyelashes.

She prepared like she would for work, excluding the ruffling of fabric and sewing of her sleeves so they would hitch up whenever she twisted her wrist. With her guqin in its silk sleeve, she slipped into the room, earning a nod from the musicians and a confused stare by the bodyguard Wen Zhuliu.

“It’s just a performance. Don’t worry.” She whispered to him, placing a manicured finger to her lips.

It earned her more blinking, but he let her in.

Servants milled about the never-ending sea of tables in the private dining hall. Members of the Wen clan with their flame robes sat in sections, eating and talking, passing and turning the revolving trays filled to the brim with soups, meats, and noodles. And at the back of the room, on an elevated platform, the main branch with their fiery collars towered above the rest. And A-Yao.

He quickly noticed her presence, followed by Sect Leader Wen. A raised eyebrow, but she only bowed in his direction before taking a seat where the musicians set up.

Straight back, head angled, guqin propped on the carpeted. And she played.

It was a melody she composed many years ago. Sweet like the lychee she peeled for A-Yao, sprinkled with a little Yunmeng spice she could afford once a year.

The piece came to an end to a silent room. Disciples and elders alike all watched her with mesmerized gazes. And then the clapping began.

~~~

“An excellent performance; I didn’t hear such quality for many years.” Sect Leader Wen mentioned the following day. On purpose, Meng Shi escorted A-Yao to his classes, something she hadn’t done since the first six months of their arrival. And as she prepared to leave, Sect Leader Wen materialized behind her.

Meng Shi bowed, “many thanks to Sect Leader.” She clutched her sleeves to not flick her wrists.

Sect Leader Wen tilted his head, “but I’m guessing you didn’t perform just for fun.”

Meng Shi returns a smile, “I was hoping to showcase my abilities, so Sect Leader may consider allowing me to continue my music study?”

“Oh?~” A pause as Sect Leader Wen tapped under his chin, most likely pondering the matter, “This year, the Gusu Lan Sect will host a discussion conference. Perhaps you wish to come with Meng Yao?”

~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~~🎵~~~🎵~~~🎵~

The music ended. A long chord held with crescendoing trills before drifting off into oblivion. Only its echo remained in the quiet hall.

Unlike the private dining hall of the Wen clan, the Lan Sect clapped quietly—crisp and polite.

Even A-Yao matched their volume and rhythm, though she could read his posture to be restless with how wide his grin spread on his face and how the muscles in his hands twitched.

Meng Shi saluted, signaling the end of her examination

Lan Qiren, acting Sect Leader, gave a single curt nod. Perhaps it was just the light, but she swore he wore a tiny twitch of a smile, “The examiners and I will return once we have our verdict.”

Even with the budding...relationship? between them, she was sure Lan Qiren would judge her purely on merit and performance.

An incense stick later, with a smile no longer hidden, he announced:

She passed.

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oh-for-fic-sake · 4 years

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Safe And Sound? More Like Safe And Bred.

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Warnings: Adult situations 18+ Smut, Attempted Rape, Breeding kink, swearing, A/B/O and all the posessive bs that goes with it 👍

A/n This was intended to be darker but sort of changed as I was writing? Yeah I'm very happy with it tho considering its my first A/B/O. As always enjoy😘

Clark has been driven wild by an omega's scent.

Safe And Sound? More Like Safe And Bred

There it was again. That fucking scent. Clark groaned and took a deep breath in unconsciously ,smelling it, tasting the air on his tongue, wanting to lap up the delicious scent. It tasted like maple syrup yet smelt completely different fresh and succulent like cool spring air. Young and new. Ripe. He shuddered at the thought. It was driving him wild like no other, normally he could block them out but not this one No,six weeks .Six. Fucking. Weeks he had been teased by it coming into the daily planet.

There was an omega here somewhere, he almost felt jealous of the others weaker senses, they had caught faint whiffs of it asking Perry about it who told them none to polity to 'back off' and that it shouldn't cause a problem due to where they was stationed no one should be able to smell them up here. But Clark did. He had to endure it constantly day in day out. The scent was always worse in the lobby where everyone entered the building. Each morning he came in scanning the people around him looking for a new face, more desperate each day to find the omega.

After enduring the scent for so long he was determined to find the culprit. To find his omega. He swore at that ,they wasn't his, he couldn't allow it.. . He couldn't claim them. Afraid of hurting them, it was true that alphas couldn't bare the thought of hurting an omega, actually against the law to cause any harm emotional or otherwise to an omega. It'd be to easy for him to accidentally harm them, one slip of concentration and that could be it.

So he had resigned himself to never claim one, tho he couldn't help his instincts that screamed for him to find them. To mount and breed them. so he still found himself searching the lobby everyday as he came and went. Sighing as he walked to the elevator not finding them once again disappointment ran through him he shook his head taking one last gulp of air trying to capture the scent he stepped in the elevator.

Just as he went to close the doors he smelt them. He saw her. Other alphas were sniffing around her as she walked past them through the lobby head down watching her feet as she scurried quickly across the space heading for a door that he knew lead to the mail room below she faltered quickly bringing her head up scanning the crowd before catching him looking at her. She gulped as she locked eyes on him then all but flung herself past the door out of sight. The doors closed but he stood frozen. She had seen him.

His chest swelled. His omega had looked at him. She wanted him, her alpha. For a second he stood shocked then quickly threw himself at the buttons smashing the open door button willing it to open and let him go and find her, alas it was to late he was already scaling the building to his floor. He took a breath closing his eyes picturing her She was gorgeous, around average height dark auburn nearly brown hair piled atop her hair in a messy bun she was slim. But not to slim and had and hourglass shape wide hips. Meant for breeding. Fuck. And her eyes a dark hazel freckles dusting her face. He clenched his hand around the briefcase he held, as images of mating her, knotting her took hold he grunted hearing a crunch as the hard plastic handle gave under the pressure.

He swore. No he couldn't risk it risk her. The doors opened revealing the office he panted a few breaths trying to compose himself he walked through the office to his desk dropping into his seat running his palms across his face smoothing his hair back before dropping them by his sides.

Lois approached him warily seeing him tensed and almost flighty. If she didn't know any better she'd have said he was entering a rut, but she wasn't going to suggest that to him. Hell no. Alphas became aggressive if another alpha brought it up. And she definitely didn't want to deal with a triggered alpha in the office. Especially him of all people. However he had let slip a week or so ago that the omega in the building had riled him, that he couldn't block it out like the others.

Fuck. His blood was burning in his veins, his reaction was unlike any other. It was instant and he knew somewhere deep down that he would not be concentrating today.

"Hey Clark you ok there?" he grunted then forced a smile kicking his briefcase under the desk. Out of sight out of mind. was the term that came to mind.

"Yes I'm fine" she didn't look convinced.

"Riiiight and who are you trying to convince me or you? if that omega downstairs is causing you problems you should talk to someone, she shouldn't even be here working if shes unmated" Clark growled at her. Of course Lois was right in a sense. It wasn't law that omegas couldn't work however as a general rule they didn't or if they did it was a part time job close to home and normally along side their alphas. Most were claimed by the time they left college alphas would claim an omega in the first or second heat that happened around 17-20 years old, it was very rare to have an unmated omega in the work force but companies couldn't discriminate. Lois took a step back at the warning, Clark squared his shoulders the thought of his omega leaving agitated him.

"And what would I say? I can scent her from nearly 11 stories up? how would I explain that exactly?" he growled the words through grit teeth not liking where this was going. It took a great amount of control not to flash his eyes at the alpha female in front of him. She backed up unconsciously but continued.

"Well its obviously effecting you, look at yourself ,you've been getting worked up since she got here. If shes your one claim her and get it over with. but don't sit there stewing over it. Do something about it or I will" she snapped back. He could hear what she was really getting at, she was hurt occasionally two alphas could find a way to be together but this didn't happen in there case and she was jealous of the omega and wanted her gone and would make it happen herself if need be. Clark was on his feet in front of her before she could register it bending down getting in her face. And snarled low and dangerous, what ever courage Lois had fled as he glared at her menacingly.

"Don't .You. Ever. Threaten. Her. Again." she shook at the dark look in his eyes stepping back a few steps. frightened. 'as she should be' Clark thought his instincts in over drive feeling as if he had done his omega proud ,scaring off what he precieved as a threat.

"What the hell is going on?" Perry called as he watched a pale Lois take her seat not looking at anyone

"Nothing its dealt with Perry." she said bitterly tho Clark couldn't tell if it was because she had backed off her instincts acknowledging him as a true alpha or if it was that he had defended another woman.

"It better be" he warned eyeing them both before heading to his office Clark sat back down before starting up his computer to begin his work. he stopped after about ten minutes as there was a spike in his omega's scent.. she was going into heat he got up fast, to fast he hoped no one had seen him he looked at the elevator swallowing dryly. Lois raised her head instantly worried forgetting her frustration for a moment more concerned about him.

"C-Clark?" he looked at her and she froze as his pupils grew until there was a slim ring of blue around them. She took a deep breath picking up on the signs. Quickly she got up and went to him. whispering

"Whats going on are you- is she ok?" he tore his eyes from her to the elevator.

"Shes-heat" he swallowed taking a deep breath trying again

"Shes going into heat downstairs, fuck" Lois looked confused

"What but surely she'd know and not come in? it must have caught her off guard-wait what did you do?"

"We- I saw her, she saw me... that couldn't have triggered it could it?" he asked uncertain scanning the other alphas in the room they hadn't noticed, not that he thought they could detect her from here. Lois gaped at him sometimes she forgot that they didn't necessarily teach everything about omegas in all schools, especially to alphas, in traditional communities alphas were just taught about their own anatomy next to nothing about omegas ,hell in some areas where most were betas nothing was taught at all forcing everything to happen naturally on instinct.

"Of course it can! if she isn't on suppressants hell some can't even take them! meeting her alpha could cause an instant heat ,fuck sake, you need to go get her, if she leaves now she could be hurt or worse go I will cover you just go now!" Lois growled at him, the thought of an omega in heat trying to navigate the city alone made her insides churn. He leaned over to retrieve his case but she spun him pushing him to the elevators.

"Leave that I will sort it just go!"

Mean while you was down stairs panicking. You'd found him. Your one true alpha. After years of denying all others waiting out your heats holed up in your apartment praying that you'd find your true alpha and not be caught by another and lose the chance at having your soul mate. You had tried suppressants over the years but they hadn't worked, sometimes when an omegas true alpha was to potent the suppressants didn't work they only muted the the symptoms slightly and ended up not being worth the side effects , nausea ,headaches ,bouts of depression and anxiety then the back pain that was caused by your body trying to counteract the cramps redirecting the spasms.

This was the case for you it wasn't worth it basically exchanging excruciating the internal cramps for crippling back pain, it was dangerous, with cramps you could push through it still move and run if you needed to ,but the back pain made you immobile. You took deep breaths once you reached your office. Sitting down unsteady on your feet.

He was magnificent tall broad dark hair and bright eyes tho at the distance you couldn't define the color, you tried to imagine his face with forest green or a deep azure irises. You gasped feeling yourself heating up. You'd been picking up on his scent since you arrived. It was different. Very strange normally scents had one or two underlying tones his was a mix of many all intertwining in to one deep clean airy scent. You panted cringing as you began to sweat lightly.

Fuck. This wasn't good. You couldn't drop now. Not when you'd seen him. That was probably the cause. You whined taking off you jumper revealing the short sleeved blouse underneath letting the air around you picking up the folder on your desk fanning yourself debating what you should do, you could try to slip out and get home there wasn't to many alpha's here you had done your research before applying there was forty most were on the top floors, but that was still forty alphas that would smell you as you tried to leave and then you'd have to navigate through the city home avoiding all others. you sighed knowing you had to make the decision fast. swearing loudly you picked up the phone calling your manager.

"Hi its y/n in the mailing department.. I'm sorry I have to leave now preferably....I've- my heat has come early and I cant stay-I'm sorry I don't know what to do" you lean over the desk crying softly thinking that you'd just lost the only job anyone had offered you. This was cut short as she replied understanding you, being an alpha with an omega daughter she knew what it was like you huffed in relief as she calmed you down reassuring you that it was fine she instructed you to stay where you was until she called you an uber to be safe and take all the time you needed, you nodded thanking her before hanging up.

Quickly you gathered your things and waited, she phoned back quickly informing you that the uber was outside waiting you just had to tell him the destination and the company was paying for it as this classed as 'emergency travel'. You thanked her again and headed out of the office scaling the stairs to the lobby scuttling out as fast as you could aiming to head home as quick as you could before you got any worse. You felt the stares you noted the few alphas scattered about taking deep drags of air into themselves, drinking in your scent before slowly heading in your direction. You whimpered as you raced through he main doors nearly staggering as you made your way down the road as you flushed hot and needy. Jumping into the uber telling the driver your address as he pulled out into the street. He looked at you threw the rare view mirror.

"You ok back there? you want me to call someone?... your alpha?" he asked innocently enough. You just leaned forward cupping your tummy as the first pulses began in your abdomen muscles twitching beginning the first twinges of pain, you cried out panicked, it was never this fast, a normal heat took at least 24hours to sink in and reach this point.

"No! no no I'm fine just drive!!" he grinned at your response but not that you saw from your almost fetal position in the back, he continued as he pulled off the main road cutting down a residential street as a short cut

"Ok are you sure? is your alpha aware of this? does he hurt you is that why you don't want to call him?" he pried by this point alarm bells would usually start but in your desperate state you didn't click you just shook your head

"no-don't have one just please hurry!!" he grinned doing a u turn at the T junction going left back towards the city. You groaned with your head between your knees crying as the pain came crashing over like waves. Flooding your system then draining away before returning ,gasping deep gulps of air so wrapped up in trying to halt your heat you didn't realize the type of danger you were in.

"H-how much longer?" you didn't register the car stopping he chuckled.

"Not long darling" your eyes snapped open freezing at the tone managing to prop yourself up wincing through the pain as you noticed you'd stopped moving. Dread filled when you saw you were still down town. Even with the traffic you should have been out in the residential area. Your apartment was only a 25 minute walk so should have been about a five to ten minute drive instead you was in the city center all be it parked In some sort of loading bay tucked behind some tall office buildings you didn't recognize. You gulped at the look on his face. Slowly reaching for the handle of the door only for it to be locked. You shivered.

"Wh-what are you doing?" he unclipped his seat belt

"I'm gonna take care of you, a pretty omega like you shouldn't be going through heats alone... You should have an alpha to help you... You will~ just relax this will be over soon" he said before squeezing himself between the front seats making to grab you.

You twisted screaming as loud as you could. Lifting your bag striking him as hard as you could, which wasn't that hard as your energy had been sapped away by your rapid heat. he held you firm digging his fingers into your wrist untill the bag dropped to the footwell, pushing your shoulders against the door you screamed again agonizing

"NOOO HELP SOMEONE HELP ME!" clawing at him scratching his face he swore as your nail scratched across his eye.

"YOU LITTLE BITCH!" he screamed you cowered at his anger he pulled back his hand slapping you hard across the face you grunted as your head smacked into the metal seat belt clip half way up the back seat.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP CUNT!" you kneed, twisted ,clawed and bit anything you could think of to get him off of you ,he overpowered you grabbing your head smashing it against the inner door panel, your vision went fuzzy at how hard your head had bounced off of it. weeping weakly kicking out despite all hope of escape was fading fast as the male tore open your blouse buttons scattering across the back seat and foot well.

"NOO NONO PLEASE!"you sobbed as you resigned yourself to being another statistic. Then the door behind your head was ripped clean off you car you yelped cringing as you heard the metal twist and tear just beside your head tumbling out of the car, being caught before touching the asphalt and sat on the roof of the car so quick it made you dizzy before you could even glance at who had saved you. You heard the screams of your would be rapist shouting panicked as he was dragged violently out of the car.

Crying you moved to cover yourself tugging the shirt around yourself looking forward you saw superman clutching the alphas neck hoisting up to his eye level eyes flashing a dangerous red, hinting to the power simmering just below the surface shoulders heaving with every breath and his jaw clenched boiling anger was written across his stance. The alpha pleaded with him. The kryptonian glanced at you before snarling in the other alphas face low and terrifying. you held your breath something was wrong.

"MINE!" was all the man of steel managed as he panted heavy , you saw the tremble in his arm as he tried holding back but still squeezed tighter on the throat he held causing the alpha to gasp and wheeze begging pleading much like you had been not two minutes ago. You gasped not entirely sure you heard him correctly but you was sure that you didn't want to be around either of them in this state.

You placed your hands on the metal below you sliding backwards making the decision to leave your bag that stuff could be replaced. Keeping both of them in your sight, gasping quietly as you dropped to your feet , buckling as another cramp clutched a your insides. You had to move get away you couldn't let either male near you, not when you'd just found your mate, when you was so close.

In your state of panic you forgot one of the most important things every omega should know. If your caught by an alpha in the middle of a heat Do. Not. Run an alpha that wants to pursue you, will chase, they relished in it the hunt. That's why there is so much emphasis on mateing young, once you are claimed alphas are less drawn to you and your heat cant do this whole surprise pop up act. Those who tried to hold out for their mates are usually picked off before their thirties, claimed forcefully and trapped in a unhappy pairings you never thought it'd be you.

You moved slow at first backing away from the car then as you made your way further from them once you got a good twenty feet you turned and ran down a small one way road leading in the direction of home. You hoped. Your footsteps caught Superman's attention snapping his head up dropping the male

"NOO! COME BACK!" he shouted making you more frightened speeding up, he sounded angry. He shot up instantly hovered above the small building before spying you diving down landing in front of you as you as you had reached a main street onlookers stopped as they saw him land hard on the ground, he crouched the asphalt below him cracking under the force he'd used. You skidded to a stop nearly running into him you screamed backing up as he moved to grab you his eyes. They were burning literally glowing seconds away from igniting your flesh.

"I-I No please I don't-" you tried speaking cutting yourself off as another cramp took hold you cried out curling grasping your stomach. He took the opportunity to quickly scoop you up taking off so fast the air was sucked from your lungs you couldnt breath instead puffing out desperate tiny breaths. He headed straight for home. You groaned weakly at him trying desperatly to breath, tapping him as you managed sharp breaths when you could smelling him, he smelt familiar and unique almost like your mate but not quite the same.

Before you knew it you was in an unfamilliar apartment gasping deep breaths trying to ease your burning lungs. Whimpering as a wave after wave of your mates scent hit you causing your body the begin preparing itself for him as you soaked your panties through at an alarming rate. You was deposited on a large bed confused uncomfortably wet and in pain as you curled on your side in the covers pressing your face into the cotton taking deep breaths. You heard footsteps leave your side moving around beyond the door.

He was building you a nest in his den, he was here helping you, you crawled towards him as he smoothed out the blanket to curl around you grabbing him trying to pull him up onto the bed with you. You whimpered as he pulled back standing to look at the nest wanting it to be perfect. In your heat addled mind you took it as a rejection when he moved out of your grasp.

"A-Alpha?" you called out looking for him, he was here he had to be here you needed him, this was his den, but where was he. You looked around trying to find him. Then you hear Superman return, well you thought it was Superman maybe you was so far gone you'd been hallucinating, you was sure the man of steel had brought you here, but it wasn't him who returned you looked at the door ecstatic as you spied your mate with arms full of pillows and a few blankets mumbling to himself about a nest, felt a burst of excitement as he placed the cushions and blankets around you.

"I-its ok, I'm here, I've found you omega, mine ,my omega" you looked up at the male before you tucking your nose into the crook of his neck breathing deep wanting to take him in as much as you could it was him. Yes. You've made it. you cried happy tears streaming down your face as you finally had him, Your one. Your soul mate. Years spent searching hoping, terrified that he'd given up hope and claimed another. But the years of loneliness and fear was worth it for this one moment.

"N-no! alpha come back" your voice was small but sincere, he quickly saw his mistake and climbed up with you letting you grab and pull at him.

"Wh-how? you was-" he climbed over you cageing you nuzzling your neck doing the same to you that you had done to him only he was not crying, he was growling deep in his chest, that you had only just noticed was uncovered he was bare as the day he was born.

"Later...Cant" he mumbled kissing at your neck quickly licking and nipping succumbing to his need to bury himself inside of you as soon as possible. You whined as he pulled the blankets around you creating a tighter cocoon. His instincts were all over the place wanting to mount and knot you and calm and cuddle you . It was hard for him to concentrate as he smelt your body prepare for him. Turning you looked at him your lips parted as you huffed becoming impossibly hot ,sweat forming on your brow your clothes constricting and sticky as you lifted a shaky hand to his cheek.

"Blue... I didn't see them earlier, there beautiful." he almost purred closing his eyes as you ran your hand up to his curled hair. His nostrils flaring ducking down to you kissing you groaning at the taste of your tongue he moved over you, desperate pressing you into the matress holding your waist sliding you up the bed wrestling with your clothes growling before opting to rip them of not patient enough to remove them with out damaging them. You whined at him making him stop inspecting you for injury , when he determined you was unharmed just vocal he continued moving down your body kissing and suckling marks onto you wanting to devour your slick as he smelt how wet you had become for him.

He tossed your legs over his shoulders breathing deep closing his eyes collecting him self 'slow and steady don't hurt her' he thought to himself then leaned forward sucking obscenely on your wet folds dipping his tongue between them. you screamed as he met your hot sensitive skin groaning into you gripping your hips forcing you to remain still and endure him as he worked on finding you bud then flicking quickly up and down then rolling it around sucking it between his teeth applying a gentle pressure.

You cried and shouted as he continued he looked up at you watching you try to twist and turn your breasts bouncing with every jerky movement and heaving breath. He groaned again imagining just how perfect they would look tight and full ready to feed his pups. He pulled back with long licks from back to front collecting as much slick as he could as he went. You panted teary eyed as he crawled above you. He grunted eyeing your neck then maintained eye contact snarling when you didn't immediately look away.

Your pussy wept below you at the sight. He was posturing. Waiting for you to present to him, for you to acknowledge him as your alpha. You tilted your head looking away eagerly willing your body to relax below him he keened low running his nose across your throat then latching onto it biting locking his jaw tightly, not enough for the final bite but he held you there tonguing your neck releasing then moving down biting repeating the same process searching for the least sensitive spot to deliver his bite.

Once he found a spot that didn't cause a large reaction or was on the artery he sucked a dark mark , pinpointing it for later once he was satisfied he released your neck with a parting kiss many would look for the most sensitive but he was worried about truly harming you.

He grabbed your shoulder rolling you on your front heaving up your hips presenting you to him your shoulders landing on the extra pillows and blankets he got for you taking your weight. He gasped leaning back to take a moment to calm himself, he would not risk killing you accidentally because he rushed, admittedly he was also enjoying the view, way your scent permeated the air leaving him feeling hazy almost drunk. You mewled lost in your heat impatient for him to claim you in the most sinful and depraved of ways. You rocked to and fro clenching your pussy for him then spread your knees so he could see. You heard him grunt then decided to push further.

"AAHH! FUCK" you yelped as he stretched you taught around him the resistance you put up against him was intoxicating as he moved steady not letting up as he was pushing deeper and deeper feeding himself into you. You tried to raise onto your hands but a swift hand caught you by the scruff pressing down with a snarl.

As ready as your slick had made you, you was still smaller than him he noted as he was poised at your opening, twitching and puffy from his earlier exploration, he could feel the heat radiating form you. As you tried to rock back feeing his cock just there he pulled you back onto him.

"No you will stay In position presenting" he grunted you whimpered in response as he held you there firm. Finally he grunted low quickly thrusting the last inch or so into you thighs pressed against your bottom tensing. You panted clawing at the pillows surrounding you is was nearly to much as he held still flexing making you jump and flutter around him.

"P-pleeeas alpha I cant wait please" your words were pitiful and breathy arching your back pushing your ass high and curling your toes. His breathing hitched un able to hold back he rose to his knees digging his tumbs into the back of your pelvis gripping tight designed to hold you still, to force you to take all of him weather you wanted to or not. You'd forfited that choice with your presented to him earlier. You was his and he wanted you to know that ,slowly falling prey to his most basic of primal needs. Mount. Fuck. Knot. Breed. There was no thoughts beyond these four goals. He held steady nudging your opening with his cock, hard and only just beading with precum, he had fought to hold back his need for release refuseing to waste a drop, but now it seemed he may need it.

"Good girl....soo good ... your such a good omega.....are you ready to be bred?" tears fell at the feeling of being so stuffed, you wasn't sure just how you were going to take his knot if this was him before that, it was uncomfortable pressed so deep it was bordering pain, a dull ache but your cramps were gone as if his skin alone had soothed your insides and that you was thankful for.

"ugh such a good female.... gonna fuck you full" he tilted his head back abdomen quivering and twitching with need he was trying to hold back, be gentle he had heard the whimpers as he opened you up for the first time, noting that you wasn't a virgin, tho many omegas now day's had toy's to replicate alpha couplings. He snarled pulling back a little then rocking into you the idea of anything other than himself inside you irked him, no more. He would dispose of yours at the first opportunity. You'd never resort to using a toy again. A rubber substitute, no he wouldn't allow it. You would come to him for relief or you'd suffer. Those were your options now.

"YES... fuck yes THATS IT...I'm your alpha now...no one else.... I'll kill them" he grunted teasing you with his cock you screeched as he growled and grunted using his hands to hold you still as he drove into you over and over, pulling out further each time, you was floating or was it drowning you couldn't tell, all you knew was that you hated the way you felt empty as he left you, your pussy was clamping and pulling at him, fighting to keep him sheathed inside you. You groaned cried and squealed unable to stop as his moans egged you on.

"aH! FUCKfuckfuck alPHAAA!" you shook your head rubbing your face into his heady scent your head swimming in it as it seeped through the blankets. You tried to fight his hold as he teased you with shallow thrusts making your pussy protest resulting in a loud sharp spank and you widened your legs for him.

"You ok baby?" he asked as you shook beneath him gasping, trying to calm your breathing you tried to turn to look at him hissing as it pulled on his knot

You cried panicked trying to wiggle from under him desperate to escape the painful stretch he quickly acted on auto pilot latching onto the mark he left on your neck biting breaking the skin, holding you still with a growl as he claimed you with his scent permanently. You cried tensing not sure if the pain was to much or not enough. He finallly released your neck tucking a hand below where you joined rubbing your hard bud forcing you to clench painfully around the knot that was cruley holding you in place spreading your lips apart revealing your clit to his wandering fingers as you was warpped tight around him ,you tried to drag yourself forward off of him tugging at your joining to no avail he was slow and frim with his teasing finger tips.

Quickly you found your abdoman spasming and you screeched as he tore your second orgasm from you, this time as you squirted nothing left you hitting his knot and returning back up into you the force of it sending ripples of pleasure against all of your nerves your walls massaged him from root to tip as a result making him finally release into you feeling him pulse and twitch as his hot load hit you hard and deep some had definatly make it past your cervix you summarised the only coherent through in the lusty haze that was now slowly lifting from you, he held still as he continued to pour into you, the overwhelming urge to breed you was to much as he rocked once ,twice slowly using his knot the amplify the pleasure.

You whimpered staying as still as you could panting completly washed out and wrecked. He looked down smug not taking his eyes of of where you were joined his knot was large, he was impressed at how well you took him. A slight panic, he'll admit but you had stayed still enough for him to fully mate you And nothing was escaping which boded well for breeding.

"Ah ah ah stay still... that's it stay still... good girl" he reassured knowing full well that you could be like this for a few more minutes maybe ten minutes or so, for him specifically he wasnt sure. Selfishly he wanted to remain there as long as possible but thought it'd be better for you if he wasnt attached to long.

"yes ...that's it omega open up for me... let me in" he chuckled slamming into you making your bones rattle keening with the force as he did it over again becoming desperate to bury himself inside deeper. You cried out as he dragged his hand from your neck leaning over you as he plowed you into an orgasm. You let out what was at first a silent scream as you clamped around him making him hiss you leaked over him cumming drenching his thighs with slick as he grunted holding still tightly pressing into you his knot forming in an instant stretching you until you yelped in pain trying to break free. No. It hurt. As he was pressing painfully deep almost pressing into your cervix opening.

"Are you ok? we could be like this for a while baby.. you have enough pillows"

"It's sore" you mumbled quietly unable to stop pulling forward it was only natural to try and avoid the pain he felt guilty but knew it was unavoidable.

"I know baby but your doing so well... soo good and just think with any luck we will have pups on the way! doesnt that sound nice baby. You can make a better nest, more suitable for pups." you clenched at his words the idea of pups making you perk up

"Pups?" you asked excited he laughed rubbing your back soothingly noticing how hot you was.

"Oh yes I'm going to breed you during this heat, that is if I haven't took root already" he said rolling his hip lightly making his point you groan again. He noted the sweat rolling down your sides. Debating on what to do, he knew he could help easily but was a little apprehensive. Finally he decided he would do it, your his mate now, bound to him permanently.

"Baby? are you hot?" you nodded

"Yeah and sticky..... I want a cold shower... can I have one when I'm free?" he frowned that would mean you standing up.... he would leak from you.... No. He shook his head

"No you may not, you will lie on your back once free.. I want you full." he said you pouted a little feeling scolded whimpering before you flinched as he blew a cool gust of air onto you. It was cold... Much colder than should have been possible.. And it wasn't to do with how heated your skin was. Clark continued blowing cooling your skin until it was no longer red. He felt himself finally softening once he was sure he could remove himself without any pulling he did sliding back quickly flipping you to your back pulling the pillows below your waist . You laid back wide eyed.. It took him seconds.. Literally seconds to pull out and re-position you... He moved you one handed...WHAT THE FUCK? you squeaked

"Wh-how did you do that? you really are? but your scent i-it was different you wasn't!" you were so confused. He looked down guilty stroking you slowly unable to keep for touching you now that you were bpnded ,he loved how you carried his scent, it was lingering just beneath yours coiling around it.

"I'm sorry, my suit it....changes my scent... I'm not sure why, it may be because its not made here on earth... " you paled as he explained you knew. Your mate was superman. The man of steel. You gasped bringing your hands to your face as you cried

"YOUR AN ASS! do you know how FUCKING SCARED I WAS!" you shouted moving to get up. He was faster pinning you down pushing into your neck.

"I thought you was going to burn me! Kill me!" You wailed into your palms.

"sshh sshh its ok now.. I'm sorry ...I'm so sorry I never intended to scare you, I was just scared...I tried to follow you but you already left....... Then I went looking for you ..... I heard screaming not want sure if it was you, I was so glad as I got closer and smelt you then I saw him..I had intended to just take you home..But seeing you there I knew I had no choice...I had to claim you to keep you safe... I was so close to killing him, I wanted to...You stopped me, if you hadnt run I would have ripped him limb from limb... All I knew in that moment was that I couldnt bare seeing you run from me.. I had to catch you." you settled down as he kissed your mark explaining between small pecks and licks then laid curling at you side. Pulling your hands away.

"I-if I'd known it was you I wouldnt have run from you I would have run to you" you explaind cupping his face lightly he leaned forward kissing him.

"But I cant call you superman or alpha all the time" you smirked he chuckled sliding higher around you leaning over you on his elbow.

"Clark kent" he offered with a kiss

"y/n y/l/n" he smiled before kissing deeply again you were interupted by a loud bannging form somwhere deeper in the apart ment he held out a hand

"Stay I want to give us the best chance for pups" he called out as he grabbed some boxers sliding them up as he walked to the front door opeing it revealing Lois holding out his damaged breifcase she scrunched her nose as the heady smell of there coupling hit her.

"Here I Covered for you, Perry thinks this morning was because your omega was going into heat and you didnt touch her and I told you to leave and 'be an alpha for once' in the end you took my advice and mated her... you have the week off for her heat." she explained then cleared her throat nodding behind him he growled when he spotted you up by the door peeping he pointed back to where you came growling.

"Back in your nest!" you scuttled back into the room with a squeak diving back into your nest of blankets. Placing your hips back on the raised pillows. Lois giggled.

"Don't be too hard on her she probably heard me and panicked... any way I'm off and try to be gentle with her she looks ....small" he nodded closing the door as she turned to leave. He padded into the bedroom spoting you tugging the blankets around you adjusting then readjusting them pouting. He smiled tugging it from you smoothing it around your hips.

"That was lois.. Shes and alpha and a friend nothing to worry about.." you nodded to him as he tucked himself around you again making you rest your head on his chest as he reached down cupping your tummy running his thumb acros the skin below your belly button

"Sleep baby it wont long before I'll mount you again" you blushed at his words but tried to relax anyway letting your mind drift as he wandering fingers pushed you into a deep satisfied slumber.

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Rainy Days (YuSan X Reader)

Pairing: Boyfriend!Yunho X Reader X Boyfriend!San

Synopsis: Rainy days weren’t your favorites, but that one took the trophy. Thank god you had Yunho and San to help out.

Genre: Fluff fluff fluff, a tiny bit of crack

Word Count: 1.7k

Warning: Poly Relationship, just a lot of gushy mushy stuff, mention of period stuff, some swearing, there is nudity but it’s just really UwU

Tag: @galaxteez you said you’re in your period so

A/N: This is the fluffiest I can get before my filfthy brain gets in the way. This is for all the people that are in their period now, I feel you baby

Rainy days weren‘t definitely your favorites. The thunders and storms, swings on the internet, the inability of going outside and doing something much better than just staring at the TV. Everything about it seemed to make you down. But that rainy day, that was the worst of the worst.

Laying on the couch, you were in a fetal position, eyes closed, hands together on top of the low part of your stomach, mind too busy to care with anything else but the pain. Oh the pain. If dying inside could have a sensation, you were pretty sure that would be it, a stabbing pain of a thousand knives running through your entire body, concentrating just on your most sensitive part. For your misfortune, you had woken up on your period, and as if destiny had decided to mock your face, there were no painkillers in the kitchen, which made you get even grumpier. The only solution by now was just lay somewhere and cry while the solution didn’t appear at your door.

But you weren’t suffering alone, oh no, a period cramp is a collective cramp. Your boyfriends were also having a hard time, not by trying to please you, but by seeing you suffering without being able to do much so. Yunho was by your side, gently rubbing your back and frowning each time you moaned out of pain, wondering if there was something he could do. San was long gone, having left the house to get groceries for what was supposed to be a movie night, but had become more of a horror movie itself. Rolling in your back, you stared at the selling with teary eyes, the cramps were undeniably hard that day.

— Hey, come here - You heard Yunho speak up, groaning just at the thought of having to move a single finger. Chuckling lightly, your boyfriend involved your body on his arms, pulling you off the couch and placing you on his lap, hugging you tightly as you hide your face on the crook of his neck, smelling the fresh perfume he had.

— I know you’re in pain, San is buying everything you need. But in the meanwhile, is there anything I can do? - His puppy eyes stared at you with worry, hands rubbing your lower back to try and sooth you.

— I don’t know… - You moaned quietly, putting your cheek against his broad shoulders and looking back at him with even puppier eyes - Can you magically take the pain of me?

— No… - He said quietly, a sad tone coating his voice. Biting his lower lip, Yunho looked around the apartment, trying to find a temporary solution. As if a light had clicked upon his head, he picked you up, legs around his waist, and carried you all the way over to the kitchen, placing you on the counter top and moving to the shelves. Losing the warm contact with Yunho made you pout, bringing your legs to your chest and resting your face on your knees, they weren’t wrong when calling you their little baby.

You got curious when you saw Yunho grabbing two mugs, then going to the fridge and searching for something. Just as you were about to ask him what he was doing, a painful cramp hitted you, making you close your eyes shut due to the pain and hug your legs even more, whining and sobbing a little, that was a nightmare.

— Hey, got you something, I guess - Looking up, you saw your boyfriend holding one of the mugs, specifically your mug, and you could see a little bit of steam coming out of it. Grabbing gently, you noticed that there was hot cocoa inside, the little bubbles popping themselves and disappearing. That put a little smile on your face, looking back at the tall boy in front of you, that wrapped his arms around you and gave you a gentle peck in the lips. Just as you were about to give a little sip, key sounds were heard, the front door then opening and revealing a soaked San with grocery bags. He waved one of the bags, a little one, a tired smile appearing on his face.

— Got the painkillers, and some other stuff - He said with a chuckle. The solution had, indeed, appeared in your door. Kicking off his shoes and entering, you could see the droplets of rain all over his jacket and jeans, his hair all wet and sticking to his forehead.

— Just in time, Y/N was about to drink something - Yunho said, looking at you with a little smile. God you loved your boyfriends. San came to the kitchen, placing the groceries by your side and then stuffing his hand inside the small bag, pulling out three medicine boxes.

— I didn’t know how much you needed, so I grabbed three just in case… - The younger said shyly, handing over one of the boxes to you. You grabbed his arm as he did, pulling him lightly and then giving him a loving kiss, thanking for his effort and thoughtfulness. Popping one of the pills out, you put the medicine in your tongue, giving a big gulp of the hot cocoa and swallowing everything together. It burned your throat lightly, but was worth it to feel no more pain in the next couple of hours.

— Gosh, I think I need a shower - San commented, looking at himself. He was, indeed, soaking wet, which you would normally think was hot, but in that context, could get him a cold.

— I could make a use of one too… - You mumbled, sipping on the drink and thinking. Maybe a shower could get all the yucky feeling off of your body.

— Let’s all go together, this way the bill is smaller - Yunho concluded, using his strong arms to get you off of the counter top.

— Can we all fit in the bathtub? I mean, the shower barely holds tw- - San began, but Yunho fastly shushed him, putting a finger on the younger’s lips and shaking his head.

— We can fit there, that bathtub is more powerful than you think - You and San looked at each other questionly, then looking back at the tall boy - I’ll go grab the clothes, you two to the bathroom, now.

Without missing a beat, both you and San moved to the bathroom, a shiver going down your spine as soon as a little bit of clothing started to come off. It was rather cold that day, so your skin had goosebumps all the way over to your toes, hands slightly shaking as you took off your pajamas and placed them to the side. San, on the other hand, was already naked, checking the temperature of the water, making sure it was warm and nice for you. No matter how many times you saw them without clothes, San’s and Yunho’s body still amazed you, the fine lines and curves of them being more than eye-candy to you. Sitting on the rather large tub, the dark-haired boy motioned for you to come, guiding you to sit on his lap.

— Harsh day? - He asked, placing his chin on your shoulder, arms sliding around your waist and holding you dearly. You confirmed with your head, letting yourself rest against his body, hearing the door opening again and a tall figure come in with some comfy clothes. Yunho joined both of you in the bathtub, the warm water tickling your skin and bringing a good sensation — Y/N - You looked up, facing San’s sweet gaze - Can I wash your hair?

It wasn’t much before San’s fingers were massaging your scalp, making you feel sleepy as you slumped against him, feeling Yunho massaging your feet and legs on the other side of the tub. If heaven had a feeling, it probably was that one. You heard some giggling, looking back at the tallest of your three and seeing that he was holding back a laugh, putting his hand over his mouth to conceal the sound. Yunho must have seen how confused you looked, so he motioned back to San, who was also holding back a laugh.

— Yah! Why are both of you laughing? - You said, earning more laughs from both your boyfriends.

— Maybe you should look in the mirror, Y/N - Yunho said, grabbing a hand mirror that was in the sink close to his side. When looking at your reflexion, you finally saw what was the fuze about, and you hitted San’s chest, making him laugh even more

— Why did you make horns with my hair, San?! - You splashed water on his face, seeing as he stopped laughing and throwed water back at you, accidentally hitting Yunho and starting a water fight. If the bathroom was clean, it wasn’t anymore. Your faces were all wet, and bubbles were flying through the room, the pain you had on your body was long forgotten as your hands fluffed your hair, taking off the horns. Yunho was the first to leave the bath, offering you a hand and helping you out, while San also got up and put a towel around your figure, making you warm again. Yunho placed you on top of the sink counter, giving you a kiss on the forehead as he grabbed the clothes, unfolding them and helping you to get yourself on them.

Warm and comfy, you three directed yourselves to the living room, grabbing the rest of the bags San had brought on the way. The boys opened the couch, and you guys plopped yourselves on it, throwing a blanket over everyone and cuddling all together. On the bags, there were various snacks and sweets, everything your mother would absolutely prohibe to eat on the daily, so it was even yummier. San grabbed the TV control, deciding to put on some random movie, just to have something to do. You yawned, feeling the sleep starting to hit you after a long and painful day.

— Go to sleep, sweetheart - San said, getting even closer to you and allowing your heart to rest better on his shoulder.

— We’ll be here if you need, now rest - Yunho completed, making sure that the blanket was covering you nicely. Both boys gave you a little peck, eyeing on you as your own eyes started to close and you quickly drifted off to dreamland.

Rainy days weren’t definitely your favorites, but at least you had your two favorite boys in the world to make it better.

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angstyaches · 3 years

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okay but i’m in love with the concept of bamf! Charlie and vulnerable! Shayne could i have some of that please?? 🍄

WHoa, look who finally got back to posting fics. I edited it SO MUCH, so there are probably inconsistencies, but I literally cannot look at it anymore.

Takes place a few days after Frost/Bite.

CW: nausea, panic, supernatural elements, possession, body sharing, slight possessiveness (maybe? could be interpreted like that?)

Shayne gulped and tried to breathe, tried to situate himself properly in his surroundings. He hadn’t imagined he would reunite with Charlie in a place like this; an abandoned section of railway ten minutes outside of the town, where Elliott said Nancy often came out to practice enchantments and where Ryan sometimes took the boys to practice combat and hunting techniques. In a way, it was like the Aldridge’s backyard, despite being nowhere near the townhouse itself.

He hadn’t imagined reuniting with Charlie much at all, really, since the idea alone was enough to make his lungs feel like they were collapsing. And now that the time had come, his stomach was twisting, and his body was trembling and cold, and there was no room left in him for anything else.

“You doing okay, buddy?” Felix asked.

Shayne groaned and kicked the toe of his boot against the metal railing at the edge of the train track. Flakes of rust dropped away into the frost.

“You’re excited to see your friend, right?”

“Excited?” Shayne looked up, searching Felix’s face for any hint of sarcasm. “Should I be excited?”

“Sure? Maybe?” Felix glanced at Elliott, whose face made it clear that he didn’t intend to get involved. Felix’s own face made it clear that he regretted opening his mouth at all. “You want to see Charlie, right?”

“Yeah.” Shayne swallowed and shifted his feet in the icy grass. “I just – I feel sick, more than anything else.”

“Well, what did you devour a demon for, when you knew you were gonna be seeing Charlie soon?” Elliott snapped, losing hold of his stoic silence. “Is there a brain in that head of yours, or is it just vapours?”

Shayne gulped and tried not to visualise the entity’s soul that was currently being squeezed into the other dimension by his insides. He spent most of his waking hours trying not to visualise this, but anxiety and panic made it harder to distract himself. He’d hunted that demon in preparation for this specific day, but now, the pain – coupled with the apprehension – was rendering him unbearably nauseous, and he was starting to wonder if it had even been worth the effort.

“I don’t know what to say to him, after – after everything that’s happened.”

Elliott hummed pointedly. “I’d start by apologising for that shit you said outside his house, when you didn’t know he was listening.”

“I don’t think anything you’re saying is helpful, Elli,” Felix grimaced.

“I also tried to eat him.”

Felix cleared his throat. “I’m sorry; what?”

“Mmhmm, twice.” Shayne paced back and forth in front of the two of them, slowing when the frantic movement made his stomach cramp. “Once as Charlie Two, and once as just Charlie.”

“Hey, that…” Felix chuckled. “I’m sure that sounds worse than it –”

“I tried to chew off his hand.”

“O-kay,” Felix sang, drawing out the O as he mashed his gloved palms together.

“Either way, I think he just pulled up,” Elliott pointed out, nodding towards the slope in the hill. Next to the Aldridge’s car was Trevor Waters’ green Fiat.

And in the end, everything happened too fast.

Shayne wished he could remember the moment he saw Charlie get out of his car and come towards him. If his heart skipped a beat upon being scooped into an embrace, he couldn’t recall. All he knew was that suddenly he had a face full of Charlie’s jacket, and a head full of the smell of him, and a hollow clawing in his stomach that he couldn’t quite put a name to.

At least he was sure it wasn’t hunger this time.

After what could have been moments or hours, Charlie pulled back to look at Shayne’s face. He hadn’t gelled his hair up, so it was hanging like a clump of soft yellow feathers across his forehead.

His eyes, though, were darkened by something, and that initial haziness fell away as quickly as snow sliding from a tree branch. Shayne swallowed and lowered his gaze to the collar of Charlie’s denim jacket, to the coating of artificial fur inside his hood.

“Something’s wrong,” Charlie breathed. “Isn’t it? Look at me.”

Shayne flinched at the feeling of a hand on his cheek. The jolt of fear was followed by hot, scalding anger; all he’d done for months was long for Charlie to be close to him, and now that he was, his body was doing nothing but betraying him. He shut his eyes, feeling close to tears, but he didn’t know if they would be tears of relief or fear or frustration.

“Shayne, please.”

His gaze flicked up for just a second, before he glanced away again. The temperature of Charlie’s hand seemed to drop, and his hold tightened.

“I’m – Charlie, I’m fine –”

“Shayne.”

Gulping against the second swell of fear in as many moments, Shayne felt his face guided again by Charlie’s grasp. Charlie’s eyes moved back and forth between his; what Shayne saw in them was not the softness he’d come to recognise, but an abject kind of fear.

Like Charlie was staring down something from one of his own night terrors.

“You devoured a demon?”

It was barely a question.

Shayne swore that a deep shadow – a shadow with its own face and its own voice and its own touch – slithered across Charlie’s face, settling in the iris of his left eye, spreading like an oil spill in the dazzling blue.

Charlie’s fingers began to slip the longer Shayne didn’t reply, didn’t deny what he’d been accused of. He practically flung Shayne’s face out of his grip.

“You – you’re still devouring demons? You’ve been…”

Shayne felt his lips start to tremble; all he wanted in the world was for Charlie to stop, to just please stop looking at me like I’m a monster –

“You came here to – I mean, I thought you came here to get away from all that.”

“I-I did, I –”

“You took yourself out of school, away from Mulberry, away from… everything.” Charlie laid a hand on his own chest at this; the back of his hand was pocked with the shadows of darkened veins, of something else coming through. “I thought it was so you wouldn’t have to do this anymore?”

The nausea Shayne had been fighting so hard to keep under control suddenly had a dark, burning grip. The look on Charlie’s face was enough for Shayne to be sure that his stomach was going to turn. He was used to being the object of someone else’s disgust, but he’d never prepared himself for this, for Charlie to –

“Charlie…” As he said the name, Shayne saw that shadowy chasm in Charlie’s left eye deepen. The fear finally churned Shayne’s stomach and made his hair bristle. “C-CT,” he stammered.

“Was it you two?” Charlie demanded, turning on Elliott and Felix. “Was it you two, or your foster parents? Motherfucking bloodsuckers, who did this? Fucking answer me!”

Stop, Shayne needed to say. He needed to tell Charlie that this was all on him, he’d made the decision himself, that the Aldridges weren’t to blame. But the words caught in his throat, the dread felt like a weight in his stomach, and the tormenting thoughts came in like a wave.

Doesn’t he know? This is what I am.

This is what I’m for.

This is all I’ll ever –

It wasn’t until a trembling started, in the ground and in his bones, that Shayne snapped himself out of it and realised what was happening. The tracks groaned under the pressure suddenly being shot through the wood and metal, as though an invisible train was suddenly hurtling towards them.

“Charlie,” Felix was saying softly, proceeding with his palms outstretched in front of Elliott, whose fists were tightly drawn by his sides. “Listen, we – we care about Shayne just as much as –”

“Quiet,” came a steady cry that seemed to penetrate the logic of regular sound and reverberate through the air. “You bastards only see him as a tool, don’t you? Just like the Devines.”

“N-no,” Felix blurted out, never taking his widening eyes off of Charlie. “That’s not – that’s not true at all…”

The ground beneath Charlie’s feet swirled with sickeningly black darkness. The fingers of his left hand curled outward like chipped, grey branches, clutching at the air as though they were directly gripping something.

A sharp crack made Shayne jump, made his knees tremble, and he realised a plank of wood built into the train tracks had splintered and buckled upwards. Felix seemed to notice it too, and he took another step back, drawing Elliott with him. Shayne’s breath quivered as he sidestepped another plank as it warped and snapped, until he finally knocked the heel of his boot on the rusted iron rail and sent himself stumbling.

He almost caught himself, but then his legs finally sagged and he let himself sink to the ground, clutching the railing with one hand and his stomach with the other.

This isn’t happening. This isn’t your body. This isn’t –

“I took him to the forest so he could devour a demon.”

Shayne’s eyes widened as he heard Elliott speak up. He looked up to see that Charlie’s attention had snapped around to focus on the taller of the Aldridges. Felix’s body sagged slightly, and he lightly clutched at Elliott’s arm.

“Speak,” Charlie and CT snapped, and a wisp of their deep grey fog rose in front of Elliott’s face.

“I took him out to the forest the day before yesterday,” Elliott went on. His face deepened into a frown as his neck and shoulders rolled lightly, mirroring the twist of CT’s curved fingers. His eyes met Shayne’s briefly. “So he could hunt. I also took blood from him.”

Shayne physically flinched on the ground; he couldn’t think of a single reason to reveal that to Charlie, especially at this particular moment. He hugged his stomach, saliva building in his mouth as cold sweat coated his skin.

“You took his blood?” Charlie’s voice trembled with anger and surprise. “You really have no idea how afraid you should be of me, bloodsucker. You have no idea how far I will go to keep him safe from abominations like you.”

“I needed to,” Elliott grunted, his voice heightening. “To… to get us back home. The snow had gotten us lost and I was so weak, and he was – he was in pain and he was freezing, and I could barely keep my head up. I was so dizzy, and he was so –”

Elliott was spilling out the explanation with seemingly little-to-no control, for someone who usually liked to get right to the point.

“He… he needed my help, and I needed his,” Elliott choked out weakly.

Shayne realised it must have been Charlie forcing the truth out of him. Usually, even using his telekinesis around other people made Charlie nervous. And yet, this…

This.

This was his Charlie.

“Ch-Charlie, stop,” Shayne whimpered. His heart clenched and his stomach flipped over again as that gaze was turned on him, CT’s eye burning like black coals leaking smoke, and Charlie’s eye weeping furious tears.

Both, he realised, were prepared to kill for him.

“Elliott, he – he didn’t… I asked him to take me out there,” Shayne whimpered, barely resisting the urge to curl in on himself. “It was m-my decision, and it was – it was probably a stupid one, but that’s the truth.”

His heart pounded as Charlie considered him. Shayne was practically cowering on the ground, but he had the feeling Charlie was taller than he usually was. CT’s demonic fingers were still twitching and curling by his side, causing the pressure in the ground to come through the metal railing and into Shayne’s spine.

“I don’t believe you,” Charlie said. “I can’t believe you.”

Cold fear coursed through Shayne’s gut. “It’s the truth,” he whispered again.

“Why – why would you?” Charlie’s voice almost back at the same level as it always was. Slowly, the black flames began to lick a little higher around his legs, the sunken form of CT’s skull seeping through to the left side of his face.

“I-I –”

Charlie dropped to a crouch and clutched the opposite railing with his branch-like fingers. The metal creaked and the wood began to warp again, closing in around Shayne’s legs like weathered, splintering snakes.

“How could you?”

“I –”

“You left me behind,” Charlie growled, “so you wouldn’t have to do that, unless you LEFT ME BEHIND FOR NOTHING –”

“No.” Shayne found himself shrinking back, arms wrapped around his waist, trembling with the fear of what was inside him; of what he was to the creature standing in front of him. “The last – last time we were alone together, I – I almost hurt you.”

Shayne felt like the rest of the world was being warped as Charlie leaned forward, pressing down on the tracks with both hands now.

“You devoured a demon before seeing me,” Charlie said, “so you wouldn’t be tempted. So you wouldn’t hurt me?”

The irony was not lost on Shayne as he attempted to hold himself together, feeling like his entire body could shatter under the intensity of that gaze.

The darkness spiked up through Charlie’s face, dragging his hair back with it. “Shayne, when you hurt yourself, you hurt me. That’s how this works.”

“How...” Shayne’s teeth chattered, his breath hitched. “How what works?”

The tracks stopped groaning, and the shadows sank back from Charlie’s eye sockets.

“When you love someone, asshole.”

Shayne’s chest ached as though he’d just been punched, no room left in his lungs for air. His stomach twisted into a knot that only eased up slightly when he felt the first tears start to roll down his face.

“I… I-I love… I love you, too.”

Charlie blinked, the chasm of CT’s control retreating again as his hair fell softly over his forehead. “Shayne…”

“I’m – I’m sorry, Charlie,” Shayne whimpered. “All I wanted to do was keep you safe and this was the only thing I could think of – I’m sorry that this is all I am, this is all I’m ever going to be good for, and it’s the only thing I can do…”

Shayne was shivering as he curled in on his own body. He was so focused on trying to breathe deeply enough for his lungs to stop aching, that he didn’t realise he’d sunk forward, pressing his forehead against the wooden tracks that no longer vibrated with demonic energy. Over the sound of the sobs that were catching in his throat, he heard words being exchanged.

“Shayne, I’m – oh my god, shit. Um, hey, it’s okay…”

“This - this is - this is all I can do,” Shayne choked out between hitched breaths, no longer sure if he was telling Charlie, or himself.

“It’s alright, man, it’s not just you,” Elliott muttered. “He’s been a fucking wreck the last few days.”

“You, um, need a hand, getting him to your car?” Felix asked.

“No, I’ve got him.” Charlie’s voice soft and careful. A hand - soft, warm, human - rested on the back of Shayne’s head, fingers combing through his hair. “Just give us a minute.”

“I’m sorry,” Shayne whispered through clenched teeth, shivering as Charlie’s touch sent warm shivers over his skin. He nudged his head against the hand, eventually following it upwards so that he was looking Charlie in the eye again. He was dizzy and even more nauseous than before, but he forced himself to focus as Charlie brushed a thumb against his cheek.

“Hi,” Charlie whispered.

“Hey.” Shayne directed his breathless, trembling energy into a half-smile, which made Charlie’s blue eyes light up.

“Miss me?” Charlie let out a self-conscious chuckle as he asked the question, but it hit Shayne in the gut.

He winced and leaned his cheek into Charlie’s hand again. “Every fucking day.”

#Swallow the World #Shayne #Charlie #idk how to tag this #whump #nausea #plot #sickfic #kind of #fantasy sickfic #angst fic #shayne being a dumbass #Charlie Two #demonic possession

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wanderinginksplot · 3 years

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Nobody Listens to Kix

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Case 00465: Admiral Wullf Yularen

"Admiral, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I was treating the men in the temporary medbay in Hangar 3," Kix explained as he hurried into the overflowing medbay to find Admiral Yularen waiting for him. "Were you injured in the bridge explosion?"

"Slightly," the stern admiral revealed. "A few cuts and bruises, hardly worth treating."

"It's all worth treating, sir," Kix replied firmly. "We have the time and the supplies. Besides, the infection rates in these cramped quarters are abysmal."

"Whatever you believe is best," Yularen accepted.

Kix could almost sing at the relief of having a patient who didn't seem intent on his own destruction. "Please sit, Admiral."

The older man gave a sharp nod and looked for a place to sit. As all of the beds were taken by men in too poor condition to be in the temp medbay in one of the hangars, Admiral Yularen was forced to perch on a stool Kix kept in the corner. When he moved, it was ginger, and Kix watched him settle onto the very edge of the stool and wince as he clutched at his ribs.

After Kix had collected some bacta gel and a set of adhesive stitches, he stepped back to the admiral, careful to keep his tone bland. "I will need to do a full exam before I start treating you. My scanner is currently being recharged after examining so many of the men, so I'll need to do a manual check for injuries."

"I've already detailed my injuries," Admiral Yularen reminded crisply.

"Yes, sir," Kix agreed patiently. "But in battle, the adrenaline and shock can make men miss injuries that could harm them later on."

"Medic Kix, we both know I am beyond suffering from the effects of adrenaline," Yularen's shoulders were stiff with displeasure. "I am far too experienced to fall prey to the shock of an injury."

Kix squared his own shoulders. If Yularen wanted to be direct, Kix could meet him toe-to-toe. "Your ribs are injured, sir. There's no amount of experience that can stop shards from puncturing your lungs if any of them broke completely. Remove your shirt."

"I do believe I understand what the commander and captain complain about so often," the admiral muttered. Kix ignored him in favor of testing the officer's torso. He really had killed the power supply on the medscanner, so the examination was going to be more hands-on than either of them would have preferred.

After thoroughly mapping Yularen's injuries, Kix sighed. "Well, your ribs seem to be intact."

"No small feat, considering how you were pressing on them." Kix rolled his eyes before he could fight back the motion, but the admiral took it in stride and continued to test his knowledge. "From what I understand of bacta, there is no internal application."

"Not without going through the bloodstream, which can be dangerous," Kix confirmed. "I can issue you some pain meds, but I want to take a look at your left calf. I saw a bad burn there. What happened?"

Admiral Yularen looked confused for a moment before his expression cleared. "I was dragging a trooper away from the bridge and my leg hit a scrap of hot metal from the control panels."

"You pulled a trooper to safety?" Kix asked, unable to fight the question back down.

The admiral was seen as the main administration officer on the Resolute. He had served in the GAR for a few decades, but as an officer. That was an important distinction when it came to how he had treated and been treated by others.

Furthermore, he had never spoken in favor of the clone troopers. Unlike most prior GAR officers, he had never treated the clones like lesser soldiers - or at least not more than any officer did to the men they outranked. However, Yularen had never said anything to insinuate that he particularly liked or even cared about the men. He did not use their names, preferring to simply refer to them as 'soldier' or 'trooper'.

With all of that, Kix thought his surprise was justified, but Admiral Yularen seemed thoroughly insulted. "Yes, several troopers, as a matter of fact," he answered coldly. "I have served in my share of battalions and fought in countless battles. I never leave a man behind."

"Of course not, sir," Kix agreed, absorbing himself in examining Yularen's leg. The burn was severe, already blistered in a quickly-swelling mass of skin.

As he prodded gently at one side of the burn, Admiral Yularen hissed out a breath. Kix frowned. "Admiral, how long did you continue to help after you were burnt?"

"It happened with the second trooper," he admitted. "I worked for quite some time afterward. Perhaps an hour or two."

Kix nodded. That explained why the burn was so far along. He would have expected the admiral had come to the medbay only minutes after it had happened, not hours. "I'm going to apply burn cream and a bacta patch. As I'm certain you already know, burns are disproportionately painful. I'll issue you some high-strength pain meds for it."

"Whatever you feel is best."

For all of his uncertainty about the admiral, Kix had to admit that the man was tough. During the application of the cream and the patch, there were several times at which Kix had expected to be reprimanded by Yularen, but the admiral had remained silent. For security reasons, the high-strength pain medication was locked away in a closet not attached to the medbay. With a short explanation to the admiral, Kix left to fill the amount he intended to prescribe.

When he returned to the medbay, Kix found Admiral Yularen in deep conversation with no fewer than four injured troopers. Each had sustained damage to their legs, ribs, head, or spine during the bridge attack and had to stay in the medbay where Kix could keep a close eye on their condition.

Even as Kix watched, Snare and Bet made a joking comment toward the admiral, one better-suited to the barracks than a conversation with a superior officer, but Yularen fielded it with an eye roll and an almost-hidden smirk.

Kix cleared his throat. "Admiral, here are your pain meds. Have one with every meal and one before you go to sleep. You've got enough for three days, but you'll need to come back so I can change the bacta patch tomorrow evening."

"Thank you, Kix," Admiral Yularen said before turning to fix the men with a steely glare. "Behave for Kix. He's a good medic. I'll hear no excuses if you come back and begin complaining about your injuries."

"Yes, sir," Quasi said with the sloppiest salute Kix had ever seen.

"Don't do anything we wouldn't do!" Gurr requested with a grin.

"I have yet to find anything you men would avoid doing, so I can safely promise that," Admiral Yularen said dryly. "Thank you again, Kix. I will see you tomorrow evening."

When the admiral had left the medbay, Kix eyed the troopers lying in their beds. "I didn't know you were so close to the admiral."

Snare shrugged. "He saved our lives. He dragged each of us and a few other men away from the bridge. I would have burned to death if it wasn't for him. Can't help but be friendly after that."

Kix nodded, but with little other response he could make, he just said, "Lights out in two minutes, men."

As he went to flick the lightswitch to shut down the piercingly bright overhead lamps, Kix mused over the revelation. He would never have expected the admiral to take such an interest in the men, but it was a welcome surprise. In the current political climate, clones needed all the friends they could find. _________________________________________________________

A/N - Thank you to everyone who has liked posts from this series and special thanks to those of you who have reblogged! I appreciate you!

#Nobody Listens to Kix #star wars the clone wars #clone trooper kix #admiral yularen #shinies #fake medicine #i invented rules for bacta and will probably break them later #clone troopers deserve better #one shot #but part of a series #more to come

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yespleasefandomtrash · 4 years

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Catradora fluff prompt: those sleepovers back at the horde that Catra told Glimmer she and Adora used to have and stay up all night whispering about... *blush* *blush* I WANNA KNOW WHAT THEY WHISPERED ABOUT

aka some good pre-relationship fluff! love it love it love it. there isn't really a particular time this is set - maybe 6 months to a year before Adora left the Horde? it's pretty much however you want to read it :)

~*~

“Ugh. Training was brutal today.” Adora collapsed backwards onto her bunk, wincing at the jolt of pain that ran through her shoulder and earning a startled “mrp!” from Catra, who was lying at the foot of the bed. “I’m gonna be sore for a week.”

Catra resettled herself before rolling her eyes at her friend’s dramatic reaction. “You’re the one who stayed for extra practice, Adora. Practice that you definitely don’t need. So really, you have no one to blame but yourself.”

Adora tried to shift from where she was lying, wincing as her left shoulder started to cramp. Maybe she’d pulled something after all, ouch. “There’s no such thing as ‘unneeded’ practice. If I have any hopes of being promoted to Force Captain, I have to prove to Hordak and Shadow Weaver that I’m capable of working harder and doing better than anyone else!”

Catra’s nose wrinkled in disgust at the mention of their… superiors. “Come on, Adora. You don’t need to prove your worth to anyone, much less them of all people.”

Adora groaned as she rolled over onto her stomach. “You’re just saying that because you’re my friend.”

Catra frowned, sitting up to observe her, her tail flicking back and forth in an almost mesmerizing fashion. “Uh… You okay?”

“Yup. Totally fine.” Adora dropped her face into her pillow, muffling her voice. “Don’t you need to be getting back to your bunk? It’s… really late.” Like, after-midnight late.

Catra snorted. “Right. Because I’m just going to leave you while you’re in denial about some injury you caused yourself.”

Adora simply grunted in response. Now that her adrenaline rush had faded and she wasn’t jumping around and dodging the virtual princesses and their not-so-virtual weaponry… ugh. She was starting to feel some of those blows.

“Plus…” Although Adora refused to remove her face from her pillow, she didn’t have to look up to imagine the way that the corners of Catra’s lips had curled up into a mischievous smirk. “I filled Kyle’s shoes with mushed up ration bars, which means I have to hide wherever you are so Rogelio doesn’t come after me.”

That revelation got Adora to lift her head. “Aw, Catra! You said we were going to do that together,” she said accusingly, though her voice did sound whinier than she would have liked. “Or did you forget that we planned to hide in the vents afterwards to wait and watch him put his shoes on?”

“Well, you were too busy practicing without me,” Catra snapped. “I’m so sorry that I didn’t feel like waiting for you, Your Highness.”

Adora didn’t miss the way her friend’s ears flattened and how her eyes dropped to the floor - she always did that when she was upset. “Catra…” She tried to keep her voice gentle as she pushed herself up into a sitting position, ignoring what felt like fire coursing through her left shoulder. “I thought you were okay with waiting until I was done training today.”

“I was!” Catra’s tail flicked faster - she was either angry, anxious, or lying. Given the context, possibly a combination of all three.

“Really? Then why’d you put ration bars in Kyle’s shoes without me?” Adora sighed, rolling her eyes. “Catra, if you would just be honest with me we could figure out -”

“Shut up! I told you I don’t care!” Catra growled. She shoved Adora away, which was certainly not an action unfamiliar to either of them, but Adora’s bruised body and newfound shoulder injury did not take kindly to the sudden forceful contact.

She was barely able to bite back a pained groan as she hit the wall behind her - regrettably left shoulder first - and the sound instead more came out a muffled squeak. Adora instinctively reached up to grab her injured shoulder, hissing slowly and muttering a curse under her breath. Okay. So she probably hadn’t pulled anything, but it was starting to feel pretty clear that she had at least bruised the bone. Her arm was still too mobile for it to have been a dislocation.

As the pain gradually dulled from the impact and the static faded from the edges of her vision, she looked up to see Catra staring at her in horror - no, at her arm - before jumping to her feet and bolting out of the room.

“No, Catra!” Adora shouted, reaching out with her uninjured arm as if she could somehow catch her friend. “Wait!”

Catra didn’t wait. She never did, even when they were little kids. But old habits died hard, and Adora knew exactly where Catra had gone to hide.

“Alright, Adora,” she muttered, trying to brace herself for the inevitable pain that standing up would bring. “You got this.”

She forced herself to get to her feet, wincing but biting her tongue, determined to remain silent and not alert anyone to what she was doing. She was definitely not going to accidentally show Shadow Weaver her injuries. That never ended well.

After walking around in circles for several minutes and doing some stretches to get her blood flowing, Adora found the pain to be considerably more bearable. Still, she’d have to avoid using her left arm for the next week so it could heal. That in itself was almost more annoying than the pain of the injury.

Adora then grabbed her pillow and her blanket from her bunk, tucking the two bags of chips that Lonnie had gotten smuggled into the Fright Zone inside the blanket to hopefully decrease the chances of them being discovered even if she herself was caught.

Catra’s typical hideouts weren’t far from Adora’s ‘room’, which she’d always teased Catra about, telling her it was a sign that her subconscious couldn’t bear to be too far away from her even when she was angry. Catra heavily denied this theory, but as she denied most things she was too embarrassed to admit, her reaction really only enforced the theory as true in Adora’s mind.

Catra was exactly where Adora had suspected she’d be - huddled behind three half-empty oil barrels and a pile of assorted scrap metal, legs pulled to her chest and body facing the wall.

“Predictable much?” Adora said, unable to keep amusement out of her voice as she ducked her head to get in before sitting down next to her friend, leaving about a foot and a half of space between them. “Were you really just going to come here and sulk until morning? At least the bunks are more comfortable than a concrete floor.” She paused. “Well, not by much, but -”

“God, don’t you ever shut up?” Catra grumbled, making a point of turning farther away from her. “I obviously came here to be alone, so get the hell away.”

Adora bit back a sigh. Catra was so easy to read. “I know you didn’t mean to hurt me,” she finally said, her voice quiet. “And I know that I should have been more honest with you about how I may have overworked myself. Just a tad.”

“I told you to go away, Adora!”

“I don’t take orders from you,” Adora retorted. “Besides, I already brought everything except my mattress with me, so no, I’m not going anywhere except to sleep. Right here.”

A familiar growl rumbled in the back of Catra’s throat, and her hand flashed out like lightning as she dragged her claws down the wall in front of her. She then slowly turned around, her ears flat to her head. “You never listen to me.”

“Psh, that is not true,” Adora said with a snort as she fluffed her pillow. As much as that sad piece of fabric could be fluffed, anyways. She then placed it on the floor so she could rest her head on it later. “I just only listen to you when you have good advice, and we both know those moments are few and far between.”

Catra rolled her eyes, her ears slowly moving back upright. “I definitely remember telling you today that practicing extra would end badly, which I was right about, but you were all like ‘no, Catra, I need to impress everyone so they love me even more!’”

Adora snickered at her friend’s terrible impression. “Yeah, that’s exactly what I said. And I sounded just like that.”

“Shut up. You did!”

“Uh huh. Uh huh. Sure, no. Great job.” She then smiled at her. “But fine. You were right about that. However, I feel the need to point out that a broken clock is still right once a day.”

Catra glared at her, but all the tension in her body had dissipated, and there was no real anger in her eyes. “Hardy har har. You think you’re so funny.”

Adora grabbed the blanket she’d brought, dropping the two bags of chips onto the floor before laying the blanket over her legs. She then lifted the left corner to reveal the space still between her and Catra. “Care to join me?”

Something… soft flickered across Catra’s face, but it was soon replaced by her typical ‘I don’t care about anything’ expression. She did, however, slide under the blanket next to Adora, their backs both resting against the oil barrels that shielded them from view of anyone walking down the hall.

Adora offered her one of the bags of chips, but Catra refused, adamantly avoiding eye contact with her. Adora, long since used to her friend’s… well, that was pretty normal behavior for Catra, so she simply shrugged and opened a bag for herself, the crunch of her eating the only sound in the otherwise silent hallway.

“Do you want to steal all of Kyle’s belts tomorrow?” Catra suddenly blurted, an unmistakable blush growing on her features.

The seeming randomness of the question as well as Catra’s borderline-aggressive asking startled Adora and then prompted her to burst out laughing, which made Catra’s face turn a darker shade of red. “Oh my God. So his pants will either fall down all day or he’ll have to borrow one of Rogelio’s belts, which won’t be even close to fitting him.” She was snorting with laughter at this point, and had to wipe a stray tear from her face. “Obviously I want to do that.”

Adora could tell that Catra was trying to pretend it was no big deal that she’d agreed, but she knew her friend’s habits too well. Her ears had perked up - she was happy. “Cool. It’ll be fun.”

“It’ll be hilarious,” Adora countered, grinning. She then gave Catra a softer smile. “And I accept your apology for pranking Kyle today without me. No hard feelings.”

“I - I didn’t apologize for anything!” Catra protested, her face growing redder by the second. “I’m not sorry I pranked Kyle without you!”

“Uh huh. Sure you’re not.”

Catra glared at her, but her glare soon morphed into a mischievous smirk as she snatched a handful of chips from Adora’s bag.

“Hey!” Adora turned her body away, clutching her chips to her chest. “I offered you your own bag, and you turned it down! You don’t get to steal any of mine just because you missed your chance.”

“But I don’t want a whole bag.” Catra began eating the chips she’d stolen before grinning at her. “I just wanted a few. And yours were readily available.”

Adora sighed. Well, it wasn’t like they didn’t always end up sharing food. “Fine. But you’re ridiculous.”

“You’re one to talk, Miss ‘I wanna be Force Captain so badly I’m willing to break my arm’.”

“I didn’t break my arm. I just bruised my shoulder a little.” Catra glared at her. “Okay, a lot. But I’ll be fine in a few days!”

“Yeah, well, have fun hiding it from Shadow Weaver until then. It was nice knowing you.”

Adora winced. She was not looking forward to that.

Catra seemed to notice her expression, as she groaned and rolled her eyes dramatically. “Ugh, fine. I’ll help you hide it from her.”

Adora beamed. “Aw, really?”

Catra glared at her again. “This is not because I like you. I just don’t want to see you pouting for the next week because you think you ruined your chances of becoming Force Captain. You’re annoying when you’re sad.”

Adora was tempted to fire back a teasing comment, but a more serious question nagged at the back of her mind. “Do you think I did?” she asked quietly. “Ruined my chances, I mean.”

“Oh my God, Adora, really? Are you kidding -” Catra glanced at Adora, who tried not to flinch under her friend’s gaze. “Oh. You’re… serious.”

“It - It doesn’t matter,” Adora hastily said, embarrassed at her moment of insecurity. Ugh, she could feel her face getting red. “Forget I said anything. I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

“Hey.” Catra’s voice was gentle, a tone unfamiliar to most who knew her. Except Adora. “You are more qualified than any other cadet here to be Force Captain, okay? A little injury that I bet you’ll shake off before the end of the week doesn’t change that.”

Adora stared at her for a moment, then felt a bashful grin breaking out across her face. “You really think so?”

Catra snorted. “Um, duh.” She then poked Adora’s nose - carefully, so as not to scratch her. “But don’t you dare tell anyone I said so. Ever. I’ve worked too hard to perfect my ‘I don’t give a shit’ persona for you to ruin it with one sentimental moment.”

Adora laughed, and she slid down some from sitting upright in order to lean her head against Catra’s shoulder. “Aw. I knew you liked me.”

“Oh, whatever,” Catra grumbled, though there was no bite to her words. “You’re only fooling yourself.”

Adora couldn’t help but sigh in contentment. “You’re my best friend. You know that, right?”

Catra stiffened, and Adora began to panic and wondered if she’d accidentally taken their emotional openness a step too far, but then she felt Catra relax. “Yeah. I know.” She hesitated, then rested her head on top of Adora’s.

For Catra, that was a huge step forward in… er, being able to connect to other people at all, really. And not wanting to ruin the moment, Adora simply smiled, pulling the blanket up closer to both of them. The blanket’s warmth combined with the dull vibrations of Catra’s quiet purring was enough to make her drowsy, and soon she found her eyelids fluttering shut. The last thing she remembered before falling asleep was the feeling of someone’s hands slipping gently into hers.

Adora smiled.

Everything was perfect.

~*~

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abused-sides · 4 years

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Could you write maybe a short angst/fluff thing about them discovering each others triggers and talking about them and how to avoid them? (My family and the people around me dont really respect mine so this is kinda just a request for me to project onto 😅 you absolutely dont have to tho)

fuck your family we’re your family now

Trigger warning: This au follows the sides as abuse survivors.

Other tws for: Yelling, arguments, passive aggression, non-censored homophobic slur used to talk about oneself, sl*t used in a joking and literally not at all degrading/mean manner also non-censored, drama violence (like reading a script), flashback/panic attack, ableism off screen, throw up mention, allergies mention, glass breaking, lmk if i missed anything! <3

enjoy the hurt/comfort lol it took me like an hour and a half xD

Edit: love when it just doesn’t fucking add the read more :) sorry about that guys

Virgil:

-While Virgil was helping Patton fix dinner, Roman and Logan started an argument at the table. Logan was upset that Roman hadn’t finished his chore list for the week, but Roman insisted that he would finish it and he just needed some extra time to work on commissions.

-Logan: We all have jobs, Roman, we still manage to get our chores done! This place is a mess half of the time and that’s largely due to you neglecting the list.

-Roman: Why are you acting like some weekly chore list is worth more than our jobs? Isn’t that why we moved in together, to pursue our passions?

-Logan: How are we meant to do that when we’re living in a mess?

-Roman: You’re completely overreacting.

-Logan: Fine. You’re right. I’ll just do everything. Sorry to be a bother.

-Virgil had slipped away from his job chopping vegetables to glance at the missing items on Roman’s chore list. The first one read sweep and mop the floors. He silently took the broom from its spot between the fridge and the counter, and worked on piling up the mess on the floor.

-Logan was about to storm out of the room, when he noticed Virgil.

-Logan: Are you okay?

-Virgil: Hm? I’m fine.

-Logan: You’re shaking.

-Patton: Of course he’s shaking. Would it kill you two to be nicer to each other?

-Realization dawned on Logan’s face. He bit his lip as he thought, and then turned to Roman.

-Logan: I don’t like it when you neglect your chore list. I understand you’re busy, but it makes life harder for all of us.

-Virgil stopped sweeping, looking at Logan in confusion.

-Roman was just as confused.

-Roman: I... Yeah, I got that, weirdo.

-Logan: I want to make sure there’s no confusion. Do you have anything you want to say to me?

-Roman’s eyes flicked between Virgil- Shaking, gripping the broom, staring at them with wide eyes -and nodded slowly.

-Roman: Some weeks I can’t complete the entire chore list. Finishing my commissions are more important. The kitchen can be cleaned later.

-Patton: And I can help! I don’t mind chipping in on chores.

-Logan: I can live with that. I’m going to my room.

-After that, there was an unspoken agreement to state things plainly, especially when fighting, and to try and keep the yelling at a minimum. Janus and Remus may have appreciated it even more than Virgil did.

Patton:

-Janus and Remus were visiting for a movie night, and they were still setting up. Patton fussed over the organization of the snack table, Roman over who sat where.

-Remus: I’ve got my seat!

-He flopped into Janus’ lap, who grunted.

-Janus: Jesus Christ, babe.

-Logan: You two are so...

-Remus: What? Sexy?

-Logan: No... Not the word I’m looking for.

-Remus: A cute couple of boys?

-Logan fought not to laugh.

-Logan: No... Not that, either.

-Remus: Just an attractive pair of young faggots?

-While Logan, Roman, and Janus burst out laughing, Patton choked. He covered his mouth and tried to recover, but the others laughing quickly died down.

-Virgil: *softly* Patton? Are you okay?

-Patton: I’m fine.

-He forced a weak smile.

-Patton: Are we ready for the movie?

-Remus: You look like you’re going to be sick. Is it something I said?

-Patton: It’s not a big deal-

-Janus: Bullshit. Tell us. What, Remus calling us faggots? It’s okay to laugh, we know we are.

-Patton didn’t take the bait, shakily sitting down. Janus’ grin faded.

-Patton: I just... I don’t like that word too much, I guess. It, um...

-Virgil: *quietly* Bad memories?

-Patton nodded quickly.

-Remus: Jesus! You should have told me! I’m sorry, Pat-A-Cake! I guess Janny and I have just been calling each other that for so long, I forgot it bothers some people.

-Janus: Yeah, um, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have encouraged it, it wasn’t very-

-Patton: Guys, stop. You don’t have to apologize, okay? I’m okay.

-Roman opened his arms with a soft smile. Patton sighed happily and crawled into his lap, his back against Roman’s chest.

-Remus: So what can I say instead? Slu-

-Janus slapped his hand over Remus’ mouth.

-Janus: Why don’t you just try behaving?

-Patton: *laughing* No, I’m actually pretty used to that one. Roman can’t see a cute boy without calling himself that.

-Remus: Perfect. Was that the word you were looking for, Logan? Just a bunch of cute little sluts?

-Logan slapped his hand to his forehead.

-Logan: *dryly* That’s exactly the word I was looking for.

Logan:

-The morning was a busy one. Logan had three projects due that he’d somehow neglected, Roman had two auditions, Patton had an increase in orders to pass out, and Virgil had an interview for an apprenticeship at a tattoo parlour.

-Everyone raced around the kitchen-- No time for a family breakfast today. Logan banged at the coffee maker as it went painfully slow, Patton trying to carefully package a box of cupcakes. Roman slid between the two of them to get to the fridge, nearly tripping over Logan’s feet.

-Roman: Hey, watch out! Tryna get out the door here!

-Logan stiffened.

-Logan: Apologies, Roman.

-Roman looked at him in confusion at the formal tone, but shook it off and grabbed his water bottle so he could race out the door. Soon, the apartment was empty, everyone left to their respective tasks.

-Logan didn’t come home for a while.

-Patton left a sticky note on Logan’s door to say his dinner was packed up in the fridge for whenever he wanted it, but couldn’t stop feeling worried. He stayed up until 4am on the couch watching cartoons, eventually passing out.

-When Logan still wasn’t home in the morning, Roman carried Patton to bed and stormed across the hall.

-He rapped loudly on the door. It swung open a moment later, revealing the tired, angry face of his brother.

-Remus: What do you want?

-Roman: Is Logan with you?

-Remus: Well, I know where he’s not.

-Roman: I’m not fucking around. Just tell me-- We’re worried about him!

-Remus arched an eyebrow, a sick grin spreading across his face.

-Remus: *whispering* Are you now?

-Roman: What’s going on? Is he okay?

-Remus: *voice still hushed* You would think out of all of us, you and I would know better. You and I would know exactly what to say to make someone feel worthless. The difference is, it’s usually me who says it, and you who avoids it.

-Roman: I don’t get it. What did I say? Did I hurt him?

-Remus: He feels like a waste of space in his own home!

-Roman pushed past Remus into the apartment, finding Logan asleep, Janus curled around him protectively.

-Roman: Logan!

-Logan and Janus both startled awake. Janus glared and hissed.

-Roman: My God, why didn’t you tell anyone you weren’t coming home? We were so worried! Patton stayed up all night waiting for you! Why was your phone off?!

-Logan frowned in confusion and sat up, self-consciously scooting away from Janus and brushing his arm away. He found his glasses and put them on.

-Logan: What? I just figured, the apartment seemed cramped lately, people were getting cranky. Janus and Remus offered to let me stay before in the past, so I thought I might give you all some space.

-Roman shook his head wildly.

-Roman: Why would you think that? You scared us! Dinner’s still waiting for you in the fridge, and- and you could have at least called us to let us know!

-Logan fought not to shrink in on himself. He was silent for a while, before he said, quietly, confused, “I thought this was what you wanted.”

-Roman: No. Where did you-

-Roman paused.

-He felt so stupid.

-Roman: No- God, Logan, I’m so... I’m so sorry. I didn’t- I wasn’t thinking. I’m sorry I ran into you, and then...

-Janus and Remus looked at Logan, waiting his response before reacting.

-Logan: It’s okay, Roman. I guess I just got confused. Has Patton started on breakfast yet?

-Roman: No, he’s asleep.

-Logan: I’ll make breakfast. I’ll be there in five minutes.

-Remus gripped Roman’s shoulder.

-Remus: I’ll show you out.

Roman:

-Roman and Remus were in the main four’s living room, scripts in each hand. Roman had asked Remus’ help in reading lines for a scene, and they had both gotten way too into it.

-Patton: Be careful with my throw pills! My sister stitched those!

-Remus cackled maniaclly from his position on the couch, a plastic sword held at Roman’s throat.

-Remus: Now what did I tell you?!

-Roman, on his knees on the carpet, faked a pained groan.

-Roman: It’s not true.

-Remus: Still thinking that, huh? What do I have to do to get it through your head? Beat it out of you?!

-Remus lurched forward with his fake sword.

-Roman’s heart stopped, the blood drained from his face, and he threw himself away from Remus’ advance. He fell back, nearly knocking his head against the coffee table they moved, crossing his arms in front of his face.

-Remus: Roman? *nervous laughter* Come on, I know I’m not that good an actor. Are you... Okay?

-Roman shakily lowered his arms, staring at Remus with wide, paranoid eyes. He gasped for breath.

-Patton jumped up from the kitchen table and raced into the living room. Remus caught Patton by the waist as Roman flinched and covered his face again.

-Patton’s eyes welled up.

-Patton: Roman? Roman, what’s wrong?

-Remus: *mumbling* Go sit on the couch, I’ll wave you over.

-Patton didn’t want to, but he listened. Remus sat on the ground, plenty of space between him and his brother.

-Remus: Ro? I need you to look around, tell me five things you can see.

-Roman: Stained- Stained glass.

-Remus: There’s no stained glass here. Look around, harder. What do you see?

-Roman: Your stupid mustache.

-Remus: *laughing* Yeah, that’s good. What else?

-Roman: Um... Um- The- The carpet.

-Remus: What colour is the carpet?

-Roman: Green- No. No, it’s beige.

-Roman ran his fingers along the beige carpet, trying to control his breathing.

-Remus: That’s good. Three more.

-Roman: I see Patton. Um, his glasses. There’s flour on his hands. Does that count?

-Remus: Sounds like five to me. Four things you can touch?

-Roman: Carpet. Um, my shirt. The table. Y-You?

-Remus scooted forward slowly and opened his arms for Roman to curl into. Remus held him tight, his chin rested on Roman’s shoulder.

-Remus: Tell me three things you can hear.

-Roman: Your heartbeat. Patton crying- Patton, please, love, I’m okay.

-Patton: I- I know. I’m sorry. I just- I know.

-Roman: Patton’s voice.

-Remus: Two things you can smell.

-Roman: That awful deodorant you use. And Janus, for some reason.

-Remus: One thing you can taste?

-Roman: Salt.

-Remus: You back in the present now?

-Roman buried his face in Remus’ chest. Remus held him tightly and waved Patton over. Patton staggered to his feet and Remus gently transferred Roman to curl in Patton’s lap, who cooed in his ear and kissed over the side of his face. Remus quietly slipped out of the apartment.

Remus:

-Janus: Remus? What’s wrong?

-Remus didn’t answer, slamming the door shut and headed straight for the bathroom. The water turned on a moment later.

-Janus looked through Remus’ drawer for his meds and counted them carefully. He’d taken his dosages. He settled against the headboard and waited for Remus to finish showering.

-About an hour later, Janus was startled awake to a wet pressure on his chest.

-Janus: *mumbling* Ew. You couldn’t have dried off? Got dressed?

-Remus looked up at him with wide, teary eyes. Janus raked his fingers through Remus’ hair and kissed his forehead.

-Remus: It doesn’t matter.

-Janus: It does. Was it that bitch again?

-Remus: She is a bitch.

-Janus: Exactly. What’d she say this time?

-Remus settled back against Janus’ chest.

-Remus: *mumbling* It doesn’t matter. She’s right.

-Janus: I doubt she’s ever been right about anything in her life, especially my Remus. So what did she say? I need to prove her wrong. Proving people wrong is kind of my thing.

-Remus let out a breathy laugh.

-Remus: I got upset again. A family told her about their child’s allergy, and she didn’t tell me. I made the dish normally and the girl threw up and had to go home. I started yelling, because I mean I was freaking out, what if I’d killed her? If it was a more severe allergy, she- she couldn’t have been older than seven, it could have killed her just being on the table, and- and-

-Janus: Hey, baby, take a second to breathe. Just breathe with me for a second, okay?

-Janus took in a deep breath, his chest raising and lowering Remus gently as he followed the pattern.

-Remus: She told me to stop worrying about it, that I was delusional. She asked if I remembered my meds. She said I was overreacting.

-Janus’ hold on Remus tightened as hatred boiled in his stomach.

-Janus: I’m going to get that bitch fired.

-Remus: Janus, no, I probably-

-Janus: You did not overreact. She didn’t tell you, and not only could that have killed the girl, it could have ruined your life. We can’t afford a good lawyer, they would pin it on you and shove it under the rug. And you’re not fucking delusional.

-Remus: I do... Have... Delusions...?

-Janus: That doesn’t have anything to do with this!

-Remus laughed weakly.

-Janus: Yeah, you have delusions that the girl on the fifth floor runs a meth lab, and that someone lives in the basement, but that- That was not a delusion. She should be put in jail!

-Remus raised his head and kissed Janus softly. He nuzzled into his neck, and Janus hugged him tight.

-Janus: I checked your meds. You’re completely caught up.

-Remus: I know.

-Janus: And you’re not crazy.

-Remus: I know.

-Janus: And I love you.

-Remus: I know. I love you, too.

Janus:

-Janus had snuck into the other apartment to see if Patton had any leftovers from his last orders. The others were asleep, but he knew they wouldn’t care. Patton left notes on the things no one could touch.

-He found a small plate of assorted cookies with no warning, and settled at the table to eat a few.

-On his way to put them back, someone on the floor above them screamed a string of curses, and a door slammed. Janus flinched, his shaky hands loosing hold of the plate. His heart dropped as it shattered along the tile.

-He couldn’t breathe.

-Clean it up and leave, go, now!

-Hurry up! Before someone finds you!

-Don’t worry about clean up, just go! You weren’t here!

-Logan: Janus?

-Janus’ head snapped up. He spoke before thinking about the words coming out.

-Janus: I just got here. I don’t know what happened, I was about to clean it up. It wasn’t me.

-Logan raised an eyebrow, eyes sleepy.

-Logan: *flatly* Really?

-That was the worst lie you’ve ever told in your life.

-His stomach coiled in embarrassment. He forced up a smile.

-Janus: I know what it looks like. But I assure you, it wasn’t me.

-He reached for the broom, but Logan carefully stepped over the glass and grabbed Janus’ wrist.

-Logan: Janus-

-Janus: *gasping* I’m sorry! It wasn’t me!

-Logan: Janus. I’m not angry! What’s the matter?

-Janus hesitantly met Logan’s eyes. Logan’s soft, worried eyes.

-Logan: You know I would never hurt you.

-Janus: Of course.

-Logan: I’ll clean this up. Do you... Want to stay over?

-Janus’ heart stuttered.

-Janus: If you want me to, I suppose I could stomach it.

-Logan smiled a little.

-Logan: You suppose?

-Janus: I suppose.

-Logan: I’ll meet you in there.

-Janus’ heartrate had slowly gone back to normal as he laid in Logan’s bed. A few minutes later, Logan slipped in behind him, hesitantly resting a hand on Janus’ hip.

-Janus rolled over and pulled Logan into his arms. Logan sighed in content, nuzzling into his chest.

-Janus: I didn’t break the plate.

-Logan: It doesn’t matter who broke the plate.

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korkisobsessions · 3 years

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The Oath

Lone wolf

Hi guys! I´m still alive :D Sorry for very long pause. This chapter was kind of heavy to write. Hope you will like it and the struggle will be worth it :)

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“My hand is bleeding again” Nilah looked on her palm, wrapped in bondage that was lightly getting crimson colour in the spot where her little finger used to be.

She laid next to Yeongshin who was playing with her hair.

“I’m still mad at you, because of that.”

“Don’t be” she kissed him playfully and made her way to the kitchen where she cleans her wound that was pulsing with light pain. Her whole palm was weirdly stiff, but it was getting better.

Sun was already behind trees and illuminated world in beautiful warm gold colour. Nilah saw Miho playing near forest and she thought about her conversation with Bon Hwa.

“Miho is outside. I will go talk with him.” She called inside to let Yeong shin know. She gets used to let him know where she is, or where she is going since he can’t see her. But she noticed he was getting better in paying attention to noises she made and he knows where she is before she speaks. Like his hearing skills were stronger than before.

“I will be good” came response, and rustle of clothes.

Nilah made her way outside and smile, when young boy noticed her presence. He was different. His eyes were sad and scared.

“Hey Miho. How are you? It’s been a while since I saw you.”

He just shrugged and play with stick like it was a sword.

“You have nice pendant.” She points on fang hanging around his neck.

“Yeong shin gave it to me. I should return it to him.” He mumbled and stopped chopping tall grass.

“And why is that?” she sat to the grass and patted the ground next to her. Miho sat down and wipe his nose. Single tear slipped down his face.

“He gave it to me because I was brave. But I’m not. I’m coward.” He started to cry, his little shoulders shaking with sobs.

“Miho, no! Don’t say that.” She hugged him tight and tried to comfort him. But she knows she must tell him the truth. “It’s not a shame to be scared. I will tell you my and Yeong shin’s story. Part of it.”

She took a deep breath and rolled up her sleeves, revealing her scarred arms. “I was soldier. I served in Lord Ahn Hyun army...”

Miho was watching her with awe, his cheeks red with excitement.

“A soldier? I thought that you were princess...”

Nilah laughed “No, I was just a common soldier. Lord Ahn gave me order. To protect one man. No matter what. That man was former chakho who came to Sangju with prince Lee Chang.”

“With crown Prince? Yeong shin knows Crown Prince?” Miho gasped. He held his pendant in trembling fingers like it was made of gold.

“Yes, he knows him well. Prince Chang and Yeongshin was fighting side by side with terrible plague. Me and several soldiers were with them.”

Miho’s eyes were big with excitement and she almost heard his little heart hammering in his chest.

“We fight in Hanyang. I was following my order and protecting Yeong shin. And there was accident. I fall through the burning roof, broke my leg and almost died. And I was scared. I was facing the flames and enemy. And I cry because I didn’t want to die. Not yet. Flames burned me, but I survived...”

“I’m not scared of fire.” Miho furrowed his brow and raised his head, his scar more visible. “I kind of like that scar. I look like warrior.”

Nilah was confused. She thought that Miho is ashamed, because of his scars.

“Then what you are afraid of?”

“It’s because of that body my father and Yeong shin found.” Miho throw his hands in the air with desperation. “I heard my father talk with aunt Bon Hwa first night we move to her house. They talk about dead man that my father found in woods and asked Yeong shin for help.”

Nilah felt sick. She knew exactly when it was. And that Yeong shin must lied to her that night.

He lied...

She was shaking and her world starts to spinning.

He lied to her, after all her fears that Sang-Ho is somewhere out there. She even started to believe that she made it up in her mind.

Maybe it was Sang-Ho who murder that man. To scared her more.

“My father didn’t know I was listening and he keeps talking. And I can’t sleep since then. He says that man was headless. And how his insides hang around him from the tree...”

“What?” Nilah though that she heard him wrong.

This cannot be...

“Someone tortures him.”

Nilah wants to scream, but pure terror froze her on spot.

“Miho, I need you to run home. And don’t come back here! Run and don’t look back!”

“But Nilah...” boy whine and his face were confused. He looked like he will be crying again.

“I said run!” she shouts at him harshly.

And Miho run. She heard his sobs when he disappeared from her sight.

Nilah was scared she almost can’t breathe. Her head was spinning.

Someone tortured him...

.... his insides hang around him from the tree...

“No!” she sobbed to her palm. “Yeong shin, you fool” She whispered just for herself.

And she run. She run towards the house, her only real home. She run and watch dark consuming her only happy place. Yeong shin was sitting on his bench, probably waiting for her. His smile froze, when he heard her quick footsteps and frantic breath.

She grabbed him by the collar and shook with him.

“Why didn’t you tell me about that dead man you found?”

He held her shaking wrist and tried to understand what she said. She was crying, screaming at him and he was surprised. “Yeong shin! It was blood eagle! You should tell me that! It was... Ahhhh!”

She let out painful cry. It was hard blown to her back that made her fall right into Yeong shin’s arms. He caught her and call her name with confusion.

At first, she thought that someone throw a rock and hit her in the shoulder blade. But the pain was still stronger and stronger and burning through her body.

And than she noticed metal tip that was poking from her skin just under the collar bone. In that moment she knows, that she has arrow in her back.

“Nilah!” Yeong shin was shaking with her calling her name until his trembling hands found arrow sticking out of her back. “No... Nilah...talk to me. I can’t...”

She felt her own heartbeat pulsing in her fresh wound, and blood dripping from her fingers. “It’s nothing...I’m fine. But you must hide. Somewhere. Run to the village!”

“Nilah, you are hurt.” He was desperately trying to stop bleeding, to help her, but he was again just helpless blind man.

“Please Yeong shin! You must save yourself. He is coming!” she cried and kissed his lips maybe for the last time.

“Who...?”

When she heard that voice, firm and tempting, her insides cramped and hair on her neck stood up.

“What a sight for a sore eye!”

There was standing tall man. His broad shoulders covered in leather and fur. Long dark hair was falling into very handsome face with green eyes. Same as hers.

“My dearest sister. It’s been a while...” he smiled, showing teeth in wild dangerous grin.

“Harlan...” Nilah whispered facing her brother and shielding Yeong shin with her body. She was so scared; terrified that her legs were not listening. Even if she wanted to run away, she can’t.

Yeong shin held her hand and in his other hand gripes long knife. She didn’t even saw him pulling it out from underneath the bench.

“I was looking for you really long time.” He made few steps closer and Nilah noticed he was carrying dirty leather bag.

“Why?” she tried to sound brave, but she was scared of her brother. Harlan’s worst trait was his unpredictable nature. She never knew what to expect.

“Why?” he looked like he couldn’t believe what she was asking. “Because you are my sister and I was worried. You disappeared like a ghost. Father came back home without you and furious. He told me that you run away.”

Nilah swallowed bitter tears and lifts her chin up.

“Yes, I run. That man was awful.”

“I was waiting for you sister. I was waiting for message that you are alive and safe. But I got nothing.”

“I’m sorry Harlan, I was...”

“Save your apologies. I came to this land because of father business and found out that war and plague almost devastated this kingdom. I almost lost last drop of faith and suddenly I was in Sangju and overheard two soldiers talking about Nilah. So, I start asking...”

Nilah was cold. Blood was soaking through her shirt and night air was still little chilli. But It was mainly fear of her brother what made her shiver.

“I brought you present from Sangju.” He lifts that leather bag and throw it to her feet.

“Nilah, what is it?” Yeong shin whispered when she carefully kneels down and open the bag.

At first it was terrible stench. She almost vomit when it filled her nostrils.

And Yeong shin felt that too. Realization hit him like a hammer right to chest. It was heavy stench of rotten flesh. He wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Nilah turned bag, bottom up and on the ground rolled round thing.

Nilah screamed.

She falls backwards, but Yeongshin caught her under her arms, trying not to hurt her more, because she sill had arrow in her shoulder.

On the ground was laying head of a man. It was probably long time since he was alive. His eyes already gone, skin grey, dark hair dirty and tangled. Even his blood wasn’t red anymore.

She wants to look away, but her curiosity was stronger and she can’t help it. Why he was giving her head of some man.

And than she noticed it. His dark hair long to chin. Little scar under his lip.

It was head of captain of Sangju guards.

On the ground before her lays head of Sang-Ho.

She covered her mouth and muffled another scream.

“You killed Sang-Ho!”

Harlan was suddenly deadly serious. His eyes sparks with anger. She knows this look and it was pure danger.

“This man, locked you in dirty cell. Ashamed you! Humiliate you and rape you. He deserves to die.” He hissed between his teeth. “And this man...” he points to Yeong shin “He claims that he loves you, but he leaves that pig alive!”

“I must!” Yeong shin barked towards Harlan. His anger taking control. “I can’t kill him. They would kill us both.”

Nilah was sitting on the ground, facing Sang-Ho’s head. His skin was grey and lifeless, eyes empty and mouth loosely agape. He didn’t even look like himself. There wasn’t his arrogant smile and too smart eyes. It was just a pile of rotten flesh.

She raised her eyes to Harlan with disgust. “It was you, the whole time. You were haunting me” she was sick when she realised what scared her in the past few weeks. “I thought that Sang-Ho found me. But it was you with his head.”

Harlan smiled again and something dark and twisted glow in his eyes.

“I dragged him here from Sangju. He was alive and he saw how you two love birds live. And then I killed him. He was really sorry that he laid a finger on you, sister. He cried and begged for your forgiveness when I was cutting off his balls.” Harlan spoke like it was nothing.

Nilah turned away and trying hard not to throw up. She never thought, she will ever be sorry for Sang-Ho. He was cruel to her, but she never, not in her wildest dreams want for him death like this. Humiliated, scared and alone.

Yeong shin grabbed her hand and his lips were on her ear.

“Nilah stay with me. What weapons did he have?”

She heard his voice like from distance. Loud buzzing in her ears and painful pulsing in her wound distracted her from reality, where her beloved man who was blind wanted to fight her brother who was one of the best fighters she ever met.

“You can’t fight him Yeong shin. I’m not worth it.”

His arms carefully wrapped around her and shield her from her brother’s sight. But over his shoulder, Nilah saw Harlan’s dark jealous eyes.

“You are worth everything.”

Nilah wanted to be in his arms forever, to feel his comforting warmth, his lips touching her ear when he was whispering secrets to her. She gently held his face in her palms trying to remember his face, to burn it into her memory forever. But the picture of him wasn’t whole without his eyes, that was hidden under dark scarf. She carefully hooks her fingers under soft fabric and pull it down. His eyes were deep and full of emotions she was feeling too. Love fear and pain.

“I love you so much.” She whispered and pressed her lips against his. She was scared that she will not have a chance to say it again. But still those words were not enough.

“That’s enough Nilah! Time to leave.” Harlan grabs her by backside of her shirt and jerk with her pulling her out of their fragile world. Her arms desperately tried to hold Yeong shin, but she was quickly losing strength because of the wound in her shoulder. She cried out loud when sharp head of the arrow twists in her flesh.

“No! Nilah!” Yeong shin scream and tries to find her. His hands searching for her without success.

Harlan raised her from the ground with victorious smirk. “This is not place for you.”

“Let me go!” she tried to fight him, but his hands held her in iron grip. Dark was getting deeper and swallowing her whole world.

“You should be a queen of this damn kingdom. Not to live with some dirty blind chakho.”

And with that words her fist collides with Harlan’s jaw, his head jerked backward. With surprised laughter he spat blood on the ground. Nilah’s hand was throbbing with pain but that satisfying feeling ease it.

“He is much better man than anyone” she hisses into his face with all the pride she had in her heart.

But Harlan just laughs. It was false cruel laughter when he made few steps towards Yeong shin.

“We can try, if your dog just barks or he can bite.”

He wanted to punch Yeong shin right into face but he was prepared for it and made quick step back and cut through the air with his knife.

“That is adorable. You wanted to fight me cripple?” Harlan raised his fist but his arm was suddenly in tight grip.

Nilah held him with all of her strength.

“Don’t you dare to hurt him!”

Yeong shin took a chance a stab Harlan, but his knife slip on armour from thick leather and made just shallow cut on Harlan’s side. But Nilah’s brother hissed with pain and anger.

His patience with sister’s stubbornness came to an end. He turns around and hit her with the back of his hand right across the face. Nilah cried and fell to the ground.

“Nilah!” Yeong shin scream and tried to calm his nerves to sense his opponent without his sight. To hear him move, to feel his presence. But all he can focus on was wounded Nilah somewhere in the darkness. Somewhere that he can’t reach her and protect her.

Hard blown to his face light up his world. It was like lightning strikes right inside his head and the pain was overwhelming. Harlan’s fists were like hammers, crushing his flesh and probably bones too. His nose gave up and cracked. Blood was filling his mouth and for a moment he thought, if it is possible to drown in his own blood.

“She is mine! Do you understand” Harlan shouts somewhere close to his face. Yeong shin tried to punch him, but his fist just flies through the air.

He was just helpless blind man. He swore to Nilah that he will protect her. He swore that nothing and no one will ever hurt her.

And he failed.

“...I killed tiger that slaughter hundred of men...I was at war and I killed Samurai with my bare hands. I fought with dead, with bravest woman by my side.” He held her hand and laid it on his chest over his heart. She must know how serious he was. “Your father can come and try to take you away from me. He will fail.”

That memory crushed his will to live. He deserves to die, because he failed her.

He lied to her.

Fist collide with his chin and crush him to the cold ground. He lay on his back breathing heavily and trying not to lose consciousness. He heard Harlan’s furious breath and heavy footsteps stomping around him in half circle. Like wolf and his pray.

“No...” he tried to stand up but Harlan kicked him in to the ribs “She is not yours!” he coughs and spat blood in the cold grass.

“She will never leave me again.” His sanity was slipping between his fingers like sand.

Yeong shin stood up and tried to straighten up himself as best as he can.

... He killed a lot of wolfs and tigers....

“She is not yours and never was.” Hot blood was dripping from his lips but he didn’t care. He wanted to spit in the face of that bastard. “You are shameful brother. You let your father sell her like a thing. You are her brother! You are the one who should protect her!”

His legs were trembling and he felt tears slipping down his face. Brothers should protect their siblings no matter what.

“I will protect her. From life with scum!”

And here it was. Yeong shin heard creak of a sword. It was sound of heavy thick sword pulled out of the scabbard.

He closed his eyes and imagined Nilah before his eyes. He saw her sitting in the grass with neighbour’s kids with flower wreath on her head. Smiling and telling stories.

He heard sword flying through the air towards him. He can’t do anything. His hands were empty so he could only prepare himself for deathly hit.

Instead of pain he heard metal loudly rings when collide with another.

“I don’t need your protection brother.” Nilah’s voice cut through the darkness. It was a long time since her voice was so firm and cold.

It was voice of fighter.

Her sword was standing in the way of Harlan’s, saving Yeong shin’s life.

When Harlan was beating Yeong shin, she crawl unnoticed into the house to get her sword. Her brother was too occupied with his victim that he wasn’t paying attention to her. He still saw her as a little weak sister he could beat whenever he wants to.

But she changed since he saw her last time.

She was soldier.

And she fights the death.

She bites her lip and held tight grip on arrow that was still in her shoulder and rip it out.

Wound starts to bleeding heavily but she almost didn’t feel the pain. She saw only Yeong shin facing her brother and sword aiming on his neck.

Nilah step in the way and cross her sword with brother’s.

“You will never touch him again!” she growls like wild animal. Harlan was surprised by strength of her resistance.

Nilah pushed against him and with quick stab made deep cut across his cheek, even cutting of tip of his ear with it. Crimson liquid runs down his shocked face.

She knows that she has no time. She must defeat him before lose too much blood. She already felt her fingers cold and weak.

“Don’t fight me sister!” Harlan warned her through gritted teeth. “We can go home and rule our land. Together.” Something in his voice trembled with desperation.

“This is my home, Harlan.” She held her sword tighter. She was grateful that Beom Pal bring her belongings so she can fight with weapon she knows.

Harlan attacks her again with anger in his face. Their swords collide with deafening crack. It was so quick that Nilah can only think about pain in her arms and guard Yeong shin who collapsed to the grass holding his bleeding face.

He will be good. His wounds weren’t that bad. He just needs to rest and cold compress.

Another hard hit of Harlan’s sword made her fall to her knees. She was trying so hard to resist, but her arms were shaking with weakness. Her world starts to weirdly swinging.

She knows she must win. She must win for Yeong shin. But she needs to win quickly.

“Harlan, you are my brother and I love you. I missed you, but I made my choice. I belong here” she spoke as calm as she could, to soothe the monster inside her brother.

But it was like oil to fire. Harlan’s face was suddenly red and his eyes sparks with anger his damp hair sticking to his forehead.

“You are liar!” he shouts to her face. “if you loved me, you would come back home. You choose to be just some ordinary soldier, you choose to fight against monsters and you choose him instead of me!” he tried to attack Yeong shin again, but Nilah catch his arm.

Hard blown to her face get her to knees. At firs she was shocked because she cannot breathe. But it was Harlan heavy weight what woke her up. His body collide with hers and she falls backwards to the grass. She heard Yeong shin screaming over loud buzzing in the ears.

Pain was overwhelming.

Harlan tangle fingers into her hair and another hard blown makes her cry.

“...please! I beg you...let her go!” Yeong shin was desperately calling her name and begging for her life.

She saw his fist preparing for another hit, when suddenly, out of nowhere came arrow and pierced Harlan upper arm.

He quickly stood up trying to find the archer. It wasn’t that hard.

Nilah wiped blood from her eyes and search for her saviour. She still heard ringing in her ears but she still heard him loud and clear.

“If you hit her again, I will have to kill you, pretty boy.”

She only saw silhouette. It was tall man standing on rooftop of their house with his bow ready to shoot again.

There was snap of a twig and another man appeared from the shadows of the forest.

Nilah stood up but her legs were weak. She didn’t know who these men were, but they saved their lives.

Harlan’s face was suddenly calmer.

“I give you last chance Nilah.”

She made her way to Yeong shin who was trying to find her, his fingers were trembling when he finally grasps her palm, puling her into comforting embrace.

“I’m sorry Nilah, I should protect you” he whispered desperately to her ear.

“I’m all right” she leans on him, because of wave of nausea. Nilah blinked few times trying to focus, but her view was little blurry.

“Are you?” Harlan laughed with cruelty. “You feel it already?”

Nilah gasped for air when she realised that she can’t control her hands. Her fingers were ice cold and numb.

“What have you done?” it was just weak whisper but Harlan heard her.

“Come with me and I will give you antidote” he held little glass phial with victorious smile.

“Antidote? You poisoned me?” Nilah can’t believe it, but she knows, felt, it is true. Her body was weakening in strange way. Her hands were already lifeless and her face was tingling like there was thousands of ants running just under her skin. “But how...” she realised it sooner than she finished the sentence. “that arrow...” cruel coldness creeps into her flesh. “Harlan, how could you?”

Harlan’s lips have triumphant smirk, but it was his eyes that betrayed him. He was the one who was losing.

Nilah’s legs lose the fight and she collapsed to the ground, pulling Yeong shin down with her. His face was desperate but he tried to fight with it. With desperation, anger and fear. His lips were in tight line and eyes glossy with tears.

Mysterious man on rooftop was silent and still aiming at Harlan who was standing aside.

“You just need to come with me. I will be good I swear.”

But Nilah wasn’t listening to him. She had her eyes locked on Yeong shin. He held her in his arms and it was the most comforting feeling. She wanted to touch his face, to cares his chin, but her hands were weakly laying in her lap.

“You must go with him. Save yourself” he whispered with broken voice and tenderly kissed her cold lips. He tried to be brave, but his heart ache like no wound ever aches. He’s been through a lot but nothing ever hurt like this. Like lonely heart.

“You! Swear on your life that, you never hurt her again!” he shouts at Harlan and his face was full of pain.

Nilah closed her eyes because for the first time she doesn’t want to see his face. She doesn’t want to see the misery. He will be alone again.

Harlan made his way to them, carefully watching their mysterious guard. He kneels next to Nilah and looks at Yeong shin. “I swear that I will treat her well.”

Nilah took a deep breath and single tear slip down her face.

“But I’m staying” It was single sentence that leaves both men shocked.

She was ready to die, but not ready to leave Yeong shin.

“What?” Harlan gasped; his movements frozen.

“No, Nilah...”

Nilah painfully gulps. Her whole body was like stone, cold and heavy.

“Do you remember the story about Mac Lír that our nana told us when we were kids?” she turned to her brother.

Harlan was confused, but nod.

“It was story about god who lost his love and suffer so much that his mother rather turned him into the stone.” She pressed her head more into Yeong shin’s embrace. She still felt his warm and his strong beating heart.

“Nilah, why are you telling me this?”

“/Because I rather die than feel that pain. I will not leave him. He is half of my soul. /” she spoke in their native language.

Harlan was speechless. He never thought his sister would be so brave and strong. He took her sword and pressed the handle to her palm. “/You deserve warrior’s death. Valhalla is waiting. /”

He kissed her forehead and whispered his goodbyes in ancient language. But Nilah throws her sword on the ground.

“I’m not heading to the Valhalla. That’s not afterlife I want.”

Harlan gasped for air. Warrior’s death and afterlife in Valhalla, feasting with old gods was everything. All their life has just this purpose. And she was giving it up, for what?

“I want to be with Yeong shin. I can wander thousand worlds or thousand lives just to be with him again.”

Harlan stood up and made his way into the darkness, leaving his sister dying on the ground.

“/Be it! /”

“No, stop!” Yeong shin cried out loud. He was maybe blind, but he knows Harlan was leaving with only chance to cure Nilah. He can’t believe that he will disappear and left his sister die. He just can’t accept it. It just can not happen.

*Crack*

He froze when he realised what that sound was.

Harlan throws phial with cure on the ground and crack it with his heavy boot.

It was like someone suck all air from his lungs. He cannot breathe, he cannot blink. He just held Nilah in his weak arms.

And Harlan was gone.

He disappeared in the shadows of the forest just as he appeared. Leaving misery and pain behind him.

“No...” Yeong shin was shaking. He held Nilah and can’t do nothing.

“I’m sorry. I can’t leave” she whispered weakly.

“You will be all right...just...” he sobs, hot tears run down his face.

He knows that someone was close. Someone who shoot Harlan before. Someone must help him!

„Yeong shin…I... I can’t feel you. “She whispered weakly. Her body was trembling in his arms. Laid down on the ground in his tight embrace. Tears slipping from the corner of her eyes and soaking into her hair.

„I’m here“ he choked, hating himself for being weak. He wanted to be strong for both of them. But how could he, when his dearest person, his love was dying in his arms. Cruel venom slowly stealing her from him. „I still hold you. “

„Thank you, for…“ she closed her eyes swallowing heavily.

„Don’t talk, save your strength.“ Tear slip down his face disappearing between his lips. How could his eyes cry and not to be able to see her? For the last time. He wold give up everything to see her. Just for a short moment, to remember her as best as he could.

„...thank you for loving me“ her trembling fingers touch his face gently but clumsily. She was loosing her fight against the poison. „You were the best thing that happened to me in my whole life. My dearest…“ she coughs and when he kissed her, her lips taste like blood.

“Help me...please! Someone!” it was desperate shout into darkness. But if someone hear him, what’s the point? Only cure that can help her was slowly soaking into dirt. “Nilah please…Don’t go, where I cant follow you.”

He heard loud footsteps and held Nilah closer. She whimpered and her body in his arms was limp. Someone approached them and squeezed his shoulder almost painfully.

It was footsteps of two man. He heard their heavy boots and heavy breaths.

Pair of hands tried to take Nilah from him but he was holding her, tightly pressed to the chest.

“Yun Lee? What are you doing here?” Nilah whispered weakly. Yeong shin didn’t know who that man was, but when he heard second man speak, his heart almost stops.

“Let her go” That wasn’t possible. He didn’t hear him five years and still it was like yesterday.

“You look like shit, kid.”

“Byung Chul?”

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Looking For a Heartbeat (21/?)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Series Summary: You and Bucky used to be in a relationship. Feelings were hurt, you left. It’s been two years and you’re back. You both will handle the reunion well, won’t you?

Word Count: 2.8K

Warnings for this chapter: fluff, medical procedures that might be poorly written, birth, sappy moments that made this author cry a bit.

A/N: Thank you @suz-123 for being so amazing. Links are messing up posts, you can find the masterlist link on my description.

Beautiful and magical.

That’s what you’ve always heard about giving birth. So far, all you’ve been feeling is excruciating pain and sheer panic.

After the water break, medical help was quick to get to you, since you were already at the med-bay. Doctor Nadine got there in record time and after examining you she said you were ready to give birth, despite you hadn’t even reached the 30th week. She offered a C-section, but also said the baby was in the right position and by how your dilation was progressing quickly, she thought a natural birth would be suitable. You said yes.

Damn you.

Ugh, there it goes again.

Your face contorts into a grimace and sweat rolls of your forehead while strays of hair plaster all over. A guttural growl comes out of your lungs as another cramp twists your insides. You grip the hand in yours harder.

“How about those meds now, huh, sweetheart?” Bucky’s sweet and filled with concerned voice does little to soothe you while he carefully brushes the damp hair out of your face. Despite being recently shot, he only snarled at suggestions of resting and letting you be, at least for a moment. Not for a second he left your side and, if you’re gonna be honest, you’re grateful for that tight hold on your hand. “It’s time, isn't it, Doctor?” He addresses Doctor Nadine, who’s giving directions to nurses.

“Let me check one more time,” She hurries to put on a new glove and examines you as you breathe fast. “Oh, yeah. Right on time.”

“Yes-ah-yes, please.” You groan and the grip in his hand grows even stronger as your head drop back in the chair. As much as you have thought about it before, the arguments to go completely natural seem like a bunch of stupid ideas right now when you’re so close to start pushing and you have no idea how you’ll live through the agonizing pain you’re already feeling, “Just give me anything.” You plea, eyes squeezed shut.

“It’s ok, it’s ok.” Bucky soothes and nods at Doctor Nadine.

“Ok, hun, hang in there. Our little soldier is anxious to come out,” She answers and moves to prep the medication.

After another, and powerful, contraction tightens your belly, you position yourself for analgesics to be applied under Bucky’s protective and vigilant eyes. You glance at him and he gives you a small nod and a sweet smile, offering his hand for you to hold again as he whispers for you to breathe.

Leaning back on the chair once again, you take in a deep and long sigh. You accept Bucky’s offer of his hand, but can’t quite respond to the smile. Yes, you’re in pain, but what’s been worrying you the most is how soon this is all happening. Doctor Nadine said that your body probably wasn’t being able to go on with the pregnancy anymore and that’s what caused the water to break after you exhausted yourself. Despite the assurances that the baby is fine and perfectly ready, you’re terrified. All you want is for all of this to be over soon so you can see for yourself their little face and make sure they’re safe.

Bucky is putting on a serene and strong façade for you, but you know he is just as worried. Nevertheless his presence is calming and a reminder that you're not alone to face whatever. He’s there with you and he’s the perfect partner for the mission of bringing your child to the world.

“Ok, mama,” Doctor Nadine stands at the end of the chair, “You’re ready to go.”

“That’s it, sweetheart.” Beside you, Bucky whispers close to your ear, “Just a few more moments and we’ll meet our little peanut.”

Yes… he’s right. You finally smile back at him. “Ok.” You nod at Bucky and then at Doctor Nadine, “Let’s do this.”

~ ~~

Push… Push…Push…

Scream.

“You’re doing so good, Y/N. We’re almost there. A few more.” Doctor Nadine encourages you.

Push.

You cry.

“Breathe baby, breathe.”

You focus on Bucky’s secure touch and his comforting voice and push again.

When you feel like you’re combusting in heat, Bucky rests his cold metal hand on your forehead and you breathe at the much needed relieving sensation. Much better than any wet washcloth.

You breathe. 1,2,3,4,5… Push.

You almost crush his hand when the ache coiling your core becomes unbearable. Fucking useless meds…

“Oooo, I can see a little crown.” The doctor’s words make your heart race even more.

You and Bucky look at each other. In his eyes you catch the anxiety and excitement, the same feelings fuzzing your chest.

Push… Push….Push.

“I can’t... I can’t anymore.” You sob, shaking your head, when exhaustion and pain take over all the other feelings that had been giving you the courage to keep pushing.

“Yes, you can,” Doctor Nadine urges, “You’re doing so good, I bet that with another big one or two you’ll be able to see your little baby.”

“One more, my love.” Bucky kisses your temple, gently whispering, “One more… You’re the strongest person I know. You can do this.”

Crying, you turn to him and at the sight of tears misting his gentle and expectant eyes, you nod, before pushing harder than ever, screaming all the air out of your lungs. The most powerful pain and pressure you’ve ever felt washes over you before it’s completely vanished. In a mix of exhaustion and relief, you pant. Letting your head fall back, you notice Bucky gasping beside you.

The sweetest sound of a cry fills up the room.

Your head snaps up and everything around you fades away.

A girl. A beautiful baby girl.

Seconds later, Doctor Nadine places your baby in your chest and you’re already sobbing again. Not from pain anymore. Her little chubby face is scrunching up with feverous crying and time stops at the moment she clenches tightly her tiny fists to the air. You gave life to a child. Your whole heart out in the world. You fall in love immediately. You count every single little finger and she’s perfect. She’s perfect, big, and strong and beautiful.

You know right away this is the magic you’ve been hearing so much about. And it’s worth it. Everything you’ve gone through to get to that moment is completely worth it.

You take your eyes from her to look at Bucky and the expression you see on his face as he watches the little bundle of love in your arms will be forever engraved in your heart. The extraordinary feeling in your chest is intensified by the pure adoration in his face watching your daughter.

His daughter.

He brings his flesh hand to her chubby cheeks and you know immediately you’ve given birth to a daddy’s girl, because her crying turns into little sniffles before it ceases completely at her dad’s touch.

“Our little girl,” He sobs with an enamored gaze stuck on the perfect little creature nuzzled against your chest, “Summer.” He smiles through his tears. “Our little Summer.” His watery eyes find yours.

You frown and, noticing the love lacing his words, a speed up film flashes in your mind. All the pain he’s been through, the life that has been taken away from him, the horror… How he overcame all of those years of cold and harsh winter and somehow continued to be the best man in the world. Seeing the sheer happiness on his face, you realize how much he deserves it. More than anyone. Light is the only thing that should be in his world after all the darkness.

You smile. “Summer.” You forget all the name options you had thought about before, “It’s perfect… Our little sun. Hey there, Summer, I’m your mama,” Your voice is shaky as you look at your daughter and she blinks, quietly observing you and Bucky with her big and already curious blue eyes. Just like her dad’s. You’re doomed.

You turn to him at the same time he does. His forehead leans against yours and, just like the most natural thing in the world, the kiss happens. It’s chaste, pure... and it tastes like forever… a kind of forever you’ve never experienced before. There’s no other intention behind it than to put into action the strongest feeling you’ve ever felt and shared, having your baby in your arms. When it’s over, quickly after it begun, your foreheads remain linked for a little while more and easy smiles adorn the lips of both of you.

After the doctor quickly dries off Summer, she offers Bucky to cut the cord, which he promptly and eagerly accepts, doing it without an ounce of hesitation. When she’s wrapped around a small blanket, you notice Doctor Nadine opening a curtain, revealing those waiting at the other side of a big glass window.

You smile at your friends, your family. You start crying all over again and wave at each one of them. Steve, Nat, Wanda, Sam, Vision, Tony, Pepper, Clint. Your breath catches in your throat at the sight of Bruce, Thor and Carol, who had been long gone into space up till now. Laughter takes over you at the sight of some of them in pajamas while others in tactical gear.

After all the brave but exhausting work she’s been through with you, Summer is already sleeping against your chest when Bucky carefully takes her in his right arm, holding her like she’s the most fragile and valorous thing in the world, which she is, but doing it like a pro, which kind of surprises you. You have never seen him holding a baby before. After taking his time staring down at the precious little person with that adoring stare that belongs to her now, he turns and slowly steps closer to the window.

It’s almost comical to see the group of mighty superheroes come close together to get a better peek at your baby girl. You spot Steve, Nat, Wanda and Tony crying, Sam snapping some pictures with his phone while the others chant words of admiration and stupid grins.

Your smile is just as stupid as theirs.

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Later that night, you tried to breastfeed Summer – which turned out to be harder than you expected and a bit frustrating, but in the end you two managed to make the colostrum start to come out. Doctor Nadine told you she was born with 20 inches and a bit more than 7 pounds, which would already be big for a regular newborn, but it was amazing for a premature baby. She related it with Bucky’s genes but, apart from that, nothing else seemed out of the ordinary. She would keep running tests, nevertheless. You tried not to worry and focus on your beautiful and healthy baby. After all of that, both of you fell to slumber, which you knew it wouldn’t be long before you would have to feed her again.

Now, you’re only half-awake when a low and sweet whispering reaches your ears.

“You’re so beautiful.”

Peering through your barely opened lids, you see Bucky through the dim lights in the room. It must have been less than an hour since you slept. He’s holding Summer, who remains peacefully looking up at him as he slowly rocks her and paces around the room. Still not fully awake, and for completely selfish sneaky reasons, you decide to stay unnoticed for a little while longer and listen to the soft interaction.

“Just like your mama… did you see how beautiful she is?”

You can hear the smile through his words as your heart twirls inside your chest and your lips curl up a bit. A warm wave flushes up to your cheeks.

“I was so happy when I found out you were a girl,” He continues whispering, “Don’t get me wrong, I would love you just as much anyway,” He’s quick to add and you can’t hold back the smile to come out fully, “but then I knew you would be just as perfect as your mama, and you are. I love you so, so much. I’m your daddy you know? And I will always be there for you, to keep you safe and happy and kick whoever’s ass you want me to.”

You suppress a laugh – because you know he’s telling the truth - and he stays quiet for a moment, just gazing at Summer in his arm. You can’t help but notice that, despite not showing hesitation in holding her, he hasn’t really touched her with his metal arm, always using it only as a support for the flesh one. You make a mental note about it.

“Your mama loves you, too, you know?”

You suck in a breath.

“You got lucky, my little sun, you have the best mama in the world.” He smiles down at the quiet and observant newborn, “I’m gonna tell you a secret, but you gotta promise you’ll keep it, ok? I lo-”

Deciding you already have intruded enough in a moment that doesn’t belong to you, you yawn loudly and stretch your arms, making your awaken state noticeable.

“Hey,” You smile at him, carefully sitting up straight on the bed.

“Hey, did I wake you up?” He slowly walks over you.

“It’s ok,” you shake your hand, smiling, “I think it’s about time to feed her again. Is she awake?” You straighten up your neck to peek at your baby daughter, whose eyes remain on Bucky.

“Yes, she whined a bit a few minutes ago, but then I picked her up and she got ok.” He can’t even hide the pride in his words, “You needed the rest, so I let you sleep a little more.”

Moving to the side of the bed, you pat the space you make for him and he promptly sits beside you, always careful in his moves while holding Summer.

Her eyes meet yours and then you become her new object of interest. You wonder if the emotions spilling inside you at her sight will cool down at some point… Probably not.

“Hi, sweetheart,” You scratch her little belly.

“She looks just like you.” Bucky mumbles, not tearing his eyes away from her.

“She has your eyes,” you say, “She’s perfect isn’t she?”

“Yes she is. Just like you.” His eyes meet yours, “What you did tonight…It was the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. I always knew you were strong but that was just a whole other level.”

You have to take a moment to breathe, but you did hold back the tear to run down your face under his intense and devoted gaze. “It was worth it.” You whisper, as your words come out strangled, “I can’t believe we did it.” You add.

He scoffs. “I did nothing.”

You place your hand over his flesh one supporting Summer’s little back, “I wouldn’t have done it without you, Bucky.”

“Yes you would’ve.” He states, holding your gaze to his.

“It wouldn’t have been the same.” You state back, just as firmly as him.

He swallows and nods shortly as a small smile shapes his lips.

“Our daughter… Can you believe it?” Bucky turns back to Summer.

For a long moment, you both sit in silence, admiring the little one in his arms. And that’s when you realize the truth in that old saying… everything happens for a reason. You wouldn’t have changed a thing in your past if it meant you would get to that moment. That perfect quietness among the three of you, that extraordinary feeling of sheer love…

“We’re doomed. She’s got us wrapped around her tiny little finger, doesn’t she?” You cut through the silence and sigh, deeply, as you caress her hand with the back of yours.

Bucky chuckles, but before he could answer Summer starts fuzzing and his little face scrunches up before she starts crying. A loud and angry cry to put her first one to shame as she wiggles her clenched little fists to the air.

“Someone is hungry.” You laugh quietly and reach out your arms.

Promptly, but carefully, of course, Bucky hands the baby to you. He gets up from the bed as you adjust yourself and Summer to start opening up the buttons of your gown and nurse her.

“Can- Can I stay?” Bucky asks tentatively, fidgeting with his fingers.

You look up at him and smile, “Please….” You nod, “Please, stay, Bucky.”

~ ~~

Part 22 coming soon (ish)

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alleycat97 · 4 years

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Hang In There

Notes: Chapter 10/11 Open Heart. THATS RIGHT OPEN HEART. I’ve never wrote anything for this book and I’m kinda nervous but I wanna take an extra spin on these last two chapter. I changed a few things plus I added alittle backstory to my Mc. I hope this isn’t too terrible...

Pairing: Bryce x MC(Carson Kennedy)

I started out romancing Jackie but my god Bryce in this book...the chemistry is uncanny.

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You never thought being a doctor would come to this. Saving lives was one thing, but in a hostage situation, an assassanation attempt? This was next level stuff.

But you regret nothing, your life choices and career decisions have led you here and if by miracle you pull out of this, you can save a few more.

You stare blankly ahead trying to calm Travis down who’s about to unleash some unknown substance. You explain that it’s over, whatever happened to his brother is done and killing the Senator won’t change that. Bobby the security guard backs you up and demands the fugitive place the canister on the ground.

But as Bobby steps forward, Travis has no sympathy as he releases the substance wildly hitting Bobby directly in the face sending him to the ground choking.

You notice Rafael charging after Travis and his mystery can dousing the entire room and all in it. Danny and Rafael getting the blunt of it. You manage to get a dose on you and notice the Senator fleeing before he got a lethal dose. Your only thought later would be, ‘I wish it was just gun’ because you had no idea what pain was in store.

Bobby went into cardiac arrest immediately and Danny was soon following him. You and Rafael locked down the room and vent to keep the toxin from spreading.

It didn’t take long to stir up commotion, everyone was rushing to find out what was happening.

After explaining to the group and Ethan, you check back on Bobby who’s pulse has slowed way down, there was no way he was going to make it. The feds showed up and the CDC who locked down the room and took Bobby, Danny and Travis away.

Whatever was in that can, it was very potent. Bobby had passed and Danny was close. The FBI took Travis to a special room where they could interrogate him and observe him.

It was very tight lipped and everyone was worried. Rafael took a turn for the worst and you could feel it inside you to.

You love your friends because although they are extremely worried, they kept working to find a solution. The diagnostics team would have to earn their pay on this one. Countless test and blood samples had to be taken and they were against the clock.

Night fell and you couldn’t sleep. The diagnostics team kept you hooked up to monitors to track progress on you and Rafael. His heart rate slowed dangerously and he listed endless symptoms he had that you would keep in mind as you only got worse.

You thanked him for being a good friend and had a true heart to heart before his heart rate stopped completely and he faded away. Doctors rushed him away and it was then you learned that Danny and Travis both passed and now for the moment, Raf had too. It was just a matter of time now.

You catch Bryce looking on helpless. Once he had heard about the attack you were his priority. He left Kyra in good hands to come be by your side. Everyone was there for you, but all they could do was watch.

“Rafael said his iced drink felt hot, by the way.” Carson spoke laying back in her bed.

“Sensitivity reversal? Metallic taste, itching and loose feeling teeth?” June questioned out loud.

“You have something doctor?” Ethan asked.

“It’s just a hunch. Carson? I’ll need one more blood sample.”

...

Some time passed and the diagnostics team entered into the quarantined room.

“My hunch was right. The chemical expelled from the canister was a Maitotoxin.”

That was an excellent hunch but the only issue was,

“There is no known antidote for Maitotoxin.” Carson spoke realizing this was truely it.

“Danny’s body still had remnants on his skin, I’m afraid Carson, that it’s going to get worse.” Ethan said looking dim.

Her conditions had accelerated, she felt dizzy, her vision was blurry and the cramps, her abdomen was going to explode. She was literally dying from within.

“We will find an antidote Carson.” Ethan spoke up walking away with Tobias who pledged himself to help her.

“Well If this is my last night....so be it.” Carson spoke.

“Wow? Just like that? You’re ready to just give up?” Jackie spoke through the glass.

“I lived a good life. I did what I loved and I have no regrets.” She spoke softly, crawling into bed with her back to the window so the others couldn’t see her cry.

In truth, Carson was afraid. She wasn’t ready to die but it was excruciating knowing that she had to suffer until the reaper came, who by the looks of her. Wasn’t long.

Bryce couldn’t let her suffer, not if he could help it. Once everyone went away he slipped on one of the suits and rushed to Carson’s side.

“Bryce!? What are you doing in here?”

“I just couldn’t stay out there and not do anything.”

“Well I’m not sure there’s much you can do in here...”

Bryce placed his hand on Carson’s cheek and gently stroked it, “Maybe not, but I’m here regardless.”

And for the first time all day, Carson smiled that megawatt smile that only Bryce could get her to do.

“Hold me?” Carson spoke softly.

Bryce climbed onto the tiny bed for one and wrapped a strong arm over Carson.

“I want to kiss you.” Carson revealed embracing the warmth Bryce provided.

“Yeah that’s kinda hard to do Kennedy.”

“I know. But I still want to. I want to feel your skin on mine, I want to run my hands through you hair, I want to be with you.”

“I’m here Carson. I’m not going anywhere and the guys are gonna get that antidote and you’ll be as good as new.”

“Bryce I’m glad you came in here. I didn’t want to be alone especially if this is my last night on Earth. I just wanted to say I love you, and I have for awhile now.”

Bryce couldn’t find the words. It wasn’t fair, it wasn’t right. Carson couldn’t die, not now. “I love you too. You’re a fighter, just hang in there.”

Bryce squeezed harder trying to savor this moment for what it was worth. He could feel how soft Carson was and how cold she was. It wasn’t looking good. Bryce managed to fall asleep but Carson wouldn’t let herself. She had to fight it. Anytime she closed her eyes she saw nothing but evil images, death was near but she wouldn’t succumb to it.

All she could do is savor and reflect on her time at Edenbrook, the friends she’s made, the people she’s met and the lives she saved. It was ironic in the end, no matter how many lives she could save, she couldn’t save her own and that’s what was getting her the most. She blamed it on her family curse. The longline of Kennedy’s who died tragically at an early age.

Yes she was apart of those Kennedy’s. JFK was her grandfather and we know the story about his tragic death. It just started with him and now, death had found Carson. The thought kept her up all night.

The next morning came slowly and no antidote was found yet. Her vision turned to near blindness and her abdomen was tearing her apart. Bryce woke up and cradled Carson too help soothe her as her time approached. The sound of her heart monitor slowed almost to a stop and it was time. Both couldn’t stop crying at the fact, and began to kiss eachother goodbye.

Carson’s efforts slowed to a stop and her body paled and shook violently before falling limp. The heart monitor verified the moment and Carson was appeared to be gone. Her friends and coworkers looked on shedding tears and sympathy. No one could believe THE Carson Kennedy was gone. She was the glue, the rock. She was the it girl. She was the doctor everyone wanted to be and yet, she was just like everyone else, death showed no mercy.

Ethan and June busted down the door seconds later, both looking exhausted but holding a syringe with the antidote. Bryce steadied Carson’s arm while Ethan administered the vile,

“Please work.” Bryce cried desperately.

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farfromtommy · 5 years

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world’s best surprise PART 2 // dad!Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: part 2 bc lots of you asked for it. dad!tom makes me soft. hope you all enjoy reading this, I loved writing it :))))) I did not proof read/ edit it bc its 3am and I have to be up in 3 hrs and really need to sleep oops

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summary: y/n goes into labor

warning: swearing, childbirth, fluff

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PART 1

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Everyone you talked to and everything you read always said pregnancy was the most beautiful thing that could happen. That it was magical and amazing. You felt that way after the morning sickness had subsided and you felt the “pregnancy glow” everyone talked about. But now at 36 almost 37 weeks, you were absolutely over it.

It was a Friday night and instead of going out and enjoying the last few weeks before the baby arrived, you were on the couch eating ice cream and watching tv. You put your feet up on the coffee table and rested your bowl on your stomach looking for something to watch.

You started your maternity leave when you hit 32 weeks. Nobody told you how boring it was going to be just sitting around waiting for your baby to come. Most days were spent lounging around your new house.

You and Tom had finally moved into your new house and you spent most of your day unpacking and getting the nursery ready for the baby who could make an appearance any day. You finished organizing all of his clothes and basic necessities. Although your baby would be spending time in your bedroom for a little while, you still wanted his nursery to be perfect.

You laid back, still using the top of your stomach as a table, and began watching a movie that had piqued your interest. You were about 15 minutes into it when you heard keys jingle and the lock turning. You looked over just as Tom walked in, looking beat and exhausted. He had been trying to finish the last few things he needed to do before the baby arrived so he could take time off to care for you and his newborn.

He set his things down and kicked off his shoes. He walked over to where you were sitting and as soon as he saw you, everything negative in his body seemed to melt away.

“I want to take you out somewhere. You can pick the place. I just need to take you out somewhere and show you off.” Tom smiled at you as he leaned over the back of the couch. You twisted your head to look at him and saw the wide grin he had on his face.

“Is that so? Well you’re pulling me away from my ice cream and a movie, so it better be worth it.” You smiled back. He walked around to the front of the couch to stand in front of you. He leaned down and placed a sweet kiss to your lips. He moved your ice cream bowl, and grabbed your hands to help you stand up. You moved your legs from the coffee table and placed them on the ground, allowing Tom to help you up.

You both sat there in the restaurant taking in the wonderful time you were both having. You were talking about everything and anything that came to your mind. Tom seemed fidgety and nervous towards the end of dessert. You finished your cheesecake and wiped the corner of your mouth.

You took a deep breath and leaned back in your chair, you were absolutely stuffed to the brim with the decadent meal you just had. There was honestly not that much room left in your stomach but you always managed to throw down some cheesecake. Tom took the bill and you two were heading out the door when he suggested taking a little walk to the park about a block from the restaurant.

“It’s a beautiful night, it would be a shame if we didn’t take advantage of it.” He grabbed your hand and led you towards the park. A few minutes later you made it to the park and saw a bench that overlooked the whole thing. Tom saw your gaze fall on the bench and chuckled to himself.

He sat down next to you and let one of his arms fall behind your shoulders and the other rested on your stomach. He moved it around until he felt what he was waiting for. The baby seemed to know whenever it was Tom touching your stomach and almost immediately would respond by kicking as hard as they possibly could.

“I don’t think that’s ever going to get old.” He said, looking at your bump lovingly. You rested your head on his shoulder and just watched the interaction he was having with your baby.

“Seeing how excited you get when they kick makes the tiny feet in my ribs worth it.” You said to him. He snorted and pressed a kiss to your hairline. He shifted on the bench a little, allowing you to lean into his body more. As sneakily as he could, Tom reached into the pocket of the jean jacket he was wearing and pulled out what he had been holding onto all night.

He kept it closed in his fist and moved it out in front of you. He kissed your cheek to get your attention and moved it closer to you. You turned over his fist and he opened up his fingers to reveal a diamond ring resting in his palm. A gasp left your mouth and you turned around and looked him in the eye.

“I’ve been thinking about what I want to say to you when I propose for years, probably since we got together. I never want to leave your side for as long as I’m alive. I look at you and all I can think about is the family we’re about to start and how badly I want to keep making babies with you. This is the life I’ve dreamed of having, and it’s not a dream anymore. I love you so much, Y/N. I want to marry the shit out of you. So, will you marry me?” He said in a quiet voice, his eyes darting across your face.

The only word you managed to get out was ‘Yes’ before the tears fell down your face and you wrapped your arms around Tom. You felt him sigh a breath of relief and embraced you as close as he could. You sobbed into his shoulders as he placed kisses into your neck. He pulled back and grabbed your left hand so he could slide the ring onto your finger. The second it was on he brought it to his lips and kissed your knuckles.

When you got home neither of you were ready to turn in for the night, opting to get comfortable on the couch. You and Tom were cuddled up on the couch watching some action movie when you both started to fall asleep. Tessa was sitting at the other end of the couch, loving the company.

He had you wrapped in his arms and laid between his legs with your back against his chest, your hands resting on your bump, you used his biceps as a pillow and just let your eyes close. You loved falling asleep wrapped in his arms, it’s where you felt safest.

You were woken up from your deep slumber by a sharp pain radiating from your stomach. Your doctor said it was normal to feel cramping, as your body was getting ready for birth, but this was different. It was worse than anything you had felt. Refusing to let the panic set in, you just sat there trying to calm down.

You stayed awake for a little bit, wanting to see if it happened again. You and Tom were still tangled on the couch and Tessa still asleep at your feet. You gasped quietly as you felt another sharp pain in the same spot about 10 minutes later, waking up Tessa in the process. She looked at you and started whining. You shushed her as you felt Tom stir from behind you.

“Tess shh ‘m tryin’ to sleep.” Tom mumbled from behind you and shifted a little, trying to go back to sleep. He tightened his grip on your body as he started to fall asleep.

“Tom, s-something’s wrong. I’m h-having these pains in my stomach. I haven’t felt this b-before.” You stuttered out. Tom’s eyes shot open and he saw the panic spread across your face. He helped you sit up and kneeled in front of you.

“Let’s just try and stay calm, yeah? Doctor said to get you in a tub with warm water to relax your body. Wanna try that before we call her?” He said in a low voice, trying to keep you calm. You nodded frantically before he stood up and helped you to the master bathroom.

He helped you out of your clothes and into the tub. You sat there for a while, letting the warm water wrap around your body. Tom sat there next to you, running his hand up and down your back to help you relax. He whispered words of encouragement as you gripped the sides of the tub.

After about 20 minutes in the tub you hadn’t felt any pains again. You drained the tub and with Tom’s help you started to stand up. When you were out of the tub and wrapped in your fluffy robe, you felt a huge amount of pressure in your stomach drop, and then a gush of liquid come out from between your legs. You gasped and grabbed the nearest surface to try and steady yourself. Tom looked over to you in panic and just stood there, waiting for you to say something.

“I think that was my water, we should probably go to the hospital.” You squeaked and looked up at Tom. He just stared at you with wide eyes until he processed what you had said.

You were waiting in the living room as Tom frantically ran around your house, trying to get everything you had gotten ready to take to the hospital. The carseat was installed last week, your bags were in the trunk, Tom’s mom was on her way to pick up Tessa and take her back to her house, and your doctor had been called and was going to meet you at the hospital. You were standing by the door with your hand on the wall, trying to steady yourself as your contractions started to come in.

“Tom can we PLEASE go, we need to go!” You said to him as you saw his whip down the stairs and into the living room. “Yes, love! Let’s go, I have everything.” He said as he ran to the door. He helped you into the car and made sure you were as comfortable as you could be and you made your way to the hospital in record time. You were in your hospital room getting checked by your doctor within 30 minutes of your water breaking.

The epidural was working wonders after what felt like the millionth hour of being in labor. Only at 6 centimeters dilated, you and Tom were in for a treat for the next couple of hours. He had asked if the lights could be dimmed in your room so you could try and relax as much as possible. His hands were pressing into your lower back as you laid on your side to try and release some of the tension you were holding there.

“You’re being awfully quiet, Tom. What’s going on in that head of yours?” You whispered, turning your head to look behind you.

“‘m sorry lovey. I’m feeling a bit scared and overwhelmed but this is about you and the little one, so don’t worry about me.” He spoke truthfully. You motioned for him to help you turn to your other side. He quickly stood and maneuvered your body to a new position. He sat in his chair again and you placed your hand against his cheek. He immediately leaned into your touch and shut his eyes.

“It’s okay to be scared right now, Tommy. I’m terrified, if I’m being honest. But we’re going to meet our baby today, just try and think about how excited we’ve been. Everything is going to be okay.” He smiled at your words. You always knew how to talk him down when he was feeling anxious about something.

“We’re about to become parents. How crazy is that?” You chuckled. He opened his eyes and let a grin take over his face.

“The craziest.” He whispered, moving closer to you. He planted kisses all over your face and hugged you as best

“One more push Y/N and they’ll be out!” The doctor said as you started to push again. A few seconds later you felt an immense amount of pressure shoot out of your body and as you looked down you saw your baby in the hands of your doctor. They were placed onto your bare chest as they wailed out.

You were there in disbelief as your baby was just placed onto your chest. You couldn’t believe They were here. They were being cleaned up as you just stared in wonder. Not even realizing you were crying, Tom wiped more tears off your face and planted a kiss on your forehead.

“Go ahead and check and see what it is.” A nurse said as they continued to wipe the baby down. You looked at Tom as you looked to see what gender your baby is.

“It’s a boy! Tommy, we have a son.” You cried out, tears still streaming down your face.

“He’s perfect Y/N, oh my god. Just absolutely perfect.” Tom said with amazement in his eyes. You looked at the way he admired his son and how nothing else seemed to matter anymore.

“We gotta have more Tom, we have to.” You sobbed out, running your hands along your son’s body. All the nurses and your doctor laughed at what you said. The nurse cleaning him up said it’s not the first thing mom’s say after going through labor. Tom just agreed with you and kept wiping the tears off your face.

You three were the only people in the world. It was perfect. Tom cut the umbilical cord and just watched in pure shock as the nurses did all his measurements and wrapped him in a blanket. They handed him to Tom and you could see how tense he was as they placed your son into his arms, but almost immediately relaxed.

He walked over to your bed and sat on the edge of it. You moved over as much as you could and watched your son in the arms of your fiancé. You ran your finger along his cheek and couldn’t take your eyes off of him.

“Hey mate, happy birthday.” Tom whispered when your son opened his eyes. You looked up at Tom and saw the tears forming on his lash line. Tom brought him closer to his face and placed his forehead against the baby’s. It took everything in you to not lose your shit.

“My goodness, Y/N. He is so beautiful.” Nikki whispered as she held her grandson. Dom was standing right behind her looking at the new addition.

“He looks a bit like Tom did, don’t he?” Dom asked. All Nikki could do was nod and continue staring at him. Tom had left the room to get his brothers and Harrison from the waiting room so they could have their introduction.

Tom knocked on the door lightly before pushing it open with a herd of people behind him. Harrison was the first to lay his eyes on the baby and all the air seemed to leave his body. Tom’s brothers all walked in and had the same reaction to seeing their nephew.

“Bloody hell, he looks exactly like Tom.” Sam managed to get out, moving to get a proper look at him. Nikki turned a bit to move to the center of the group of the boys. Harrison was the first to reach out to hold him. He looked up to you to make sure it was okay and after you gave him a nod, he carefully took the baby.

“I’m going to implode if you don’t tell us what his name is already.” Harry looked up at you and Tom waiting for one of you to say something. You looked over at Tom motioned for him to get on with it. He walked over to Harrison and rubbed his hand along the top of the baby’s head.

“This is Oliver Thomas Holland.” Tom announced to the room. You smiled as everyone looked over at him. Oliver began to fuss a little bit in Harrison’s arms and he started to panic, looking to Tom for help. Tom laughed at his friend not knowing what to do with the squirming baby.

“He’s probably hungry. I’ll take him, just hand me that blanket. You guys can stay in here, if you want.” You stretched your arms out and had the baby passed to you. Adjusting your hospital gown, the baby and the blanket, you managed to get Oliver eating without flashing anyone.

Everyone found a spot in the room and just started conversations with each other. Tom looked under the blanket a couple times just to admire the love of his life feeding his son. Nikki had asked about the IV in your left hand and you lifted it up to show her, forgetting about the extra piece of jewelry you had on your finger.

“Is that an engagement ring?!” She slapped her hand over her mouth, realizing she may have been a little too loud. Everyone stopped and looked at you. You sheepishly smiled and looked over at Tom.

Harry walked over to Tom and slapped a hand on his back, congratulating him. Of course he had told Sam, Harry, and Harrison that he was planning on proposing. Nikki started crying and continued looking at your ring. She hugged you as best as she could with the baby in your arms.

Adjusting to life as parents wasn’t easy. Ollie had decided against sleeping and was up every 2 hours screaming, needing attention from his parents. You wouldn’t trade it for anything, though. The middle of the night feedings and diaper changes made the time you spent with him during the day worth it.

Watching your son start to get a grasp on life and exploring this new world he was in was amazing. Most of your day was spent on the couch with your little one in your arms, or watching Tom interact with him. Tom was super excited when the labor and delivery nurses had encouraged him to continue doing skin to skin at home.

Breaking the news to Tom’s fans about the new member of your family was almost as scary as him announcing he was dating you. Tom’s instagram feed was filled with pictures of you, so the fans were very aware of your relationship. You had gone to all his premieres and were always spotted in public with him. Luckily, you managed to avoid the public finding out about your pregnancy.

Tom had agreed with you about keeping Ollie out of the public eye, not wanting his pictures being exploited. You agreed to one instagram post. Tom’s fans were so important to him, and he wanted to include them in the excitement of having a new addition.

He had Harry come over to your house to take a few pictures. The one you had approved for instagram was of you, Tom and Ollie on the couch. You held Ollie close to your chest, turning his head so it wasn’t visible. Tessa was sitting right next to you looking into the camera and Tom next to Tessa, looking over at you and Ollie.

Harry had found a shirt for Tessa online that said ‘World’s Best Big Sister’ and decided it was very appropriate for the occasion. Tom posted the photo to his instagram with the caption --

Tessa is very excited to tell the world about her baby brother. Y/N and I welcomed a baby boy into our lives a few weeks ago. We’re both so overwhelmed with love and joy and are loving this new chapter of our lives. I will be taking time off from filming to be with my son and fiancée, but you will see some more from me in the not so distant future. Thank you everyone for your love and support. #BabyHolland

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For everyone who wanted a part 2!!!

@ohmygoditsanthonyedwardstark @crazy12cinemas @xoluvx @afictionaladventure16 @fab-notfat @tomscuddle

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Cherry Pie

Freshly escaped convict Tony Stark stumbles across a cute boy, huddled around a mug of hot chocolate, in a diner. What choice does he have other than to take the boy back to his motel room? Poor Peter wakes to find himself tied to a bed with a mass murderer hovering over him, and it doesn't take long for Stark to tell the boy what he wants.

Notes: Starting the New Year off with shameless (eventual) smut! This will probably have another chapter or two, I haven't decided yet. I also had a different first chapter prepared, one that showed Peter in the diner before Tony snatched him up (which is how Tony knows Peter's name), but I figured who needs plot when you can get right to the smut, right?

Warning(s): Underage, Non-Consensual Touching & Bondage, Crying, Kidnapping, Dirty Talk.

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He was groggy when he awoke, eyes struggling to regain focus. The muscles in his arms and legs ached, but when Peter tried to move a hand down to rub a painful cramp in his thigh, he realized his arms were bound by the wrists. Panic flooded his system, the adrenaline rush snapping him to attention. He took in his surroundings, struggling against the large, plastic zip ties that held his wrists against a bedpost. The room was dark, the only light filtering in through a window. He could see heavy snow falling outside, so thick and furious that it appeared as though a blizzard had stirred up overnight. Peter lifted his head to look down his body, stifling a whimper when he realized he had been stripped down to his boxers. His legs were bound with handcuffs, and when Peter tried flexing his foot he could hear the cuffs rattling against the feet of the bed where they were attached. His body relaxed back against the sheets and he huffed out a breath against a cloth gag in his mouth.

Peter didn’t understand what was happening. One moment he’d been about to deliver Mr. Watts his newspaper, and the next instant he’d felt the cold snow on his face as he hit the ground, his body going limp. It had felt like he’d been drugged, but he knew that he hadn’t been. Had someone hit him? Peter’s eyes rolled up towards his forehead, but he had no way of knowing if he’d been struck or not. But someone else was there, because they had taken him to a seedy motel and tied him to the bed. Peter’s heart began to race as he struggled against the ties, feeling them cutting into the skin of his wrists. He had to get out.

Amidst his struggling, Peter heard the creak of the door and saw a strip of light appear along the wall. His heart began beating wildly in his chest, his body stilling as fear took hold. Brown eyes went wide as a figure came into the room, tall and as dark as night. The man kept his back to Peter, and Peter watched in silent horror as the man shrugged off an oversized wool coat, flakes of snow melting into its shoulders. The coat revealed a white cotton shirt, and the frame of an adult man. The man brought his hand to his hair, ruffling brown locks to tease the snow away. Fingers carded back through the locks, smoothing them in place. Peter gasped, and the man turned his head a fraction, revealing a sharp, freshly trimmed goatee and flat, dark eyes.

“You’re awake.”

It wasn’t a question. Peter trembled on the bed, his words sticking in his throat. He recognized the man that had come into the room. It was Anthony Stark, serial killer wanted by the state of New York for atrocities committed in Manhattan, Brooklyn, and Queens. Peter heard the sound of a shopping bag rustling, dropping to the floor with a dull thud. Peter wondered what Stark had purchased. He felt sweat beading at his brow, his body suddenly spurned into action by sheer terror. He made muffled screams against the cloth gag, his body heaving this way and that against the restraints. Stark watched, unmoved in the dark.

“Valiant effort, kid, but you’re not getting away so easily. You’ve got some puny arms, and those zip ties aren’t going to break that way.”

Peter choked against the gag, tears springing to his eyes driven by panic. The man clucked his tongue in disappointment, going around the right side of the bed. He stopped by Peter’s head, leaning over him, reaching his hand out to brush away a stray tear that escaped Peter’s eyes. Peter whimpered in the back of his throat, cringing away from the touch. What was going to happen to him? Had the man purchased a knife? Would he stab him to death, would he hack him up and throw him in the bottom of the Hudson Bay? It made Peter’s stomach churn. He squeezed his eyes shut, terrified to look the man in the eye. He didn’t want to see death staring down at him.

“This is always my favorite part,” Stark mused, and Peter felt the bed dip as the man sat next to him. Peter tried squirming away, but he couldn’t. “You’ve realized it haven’t you, Peter? That you’re not getting away from me.”

And just like that, ice flushed through Peter’s body, his weight sagging against the bed as his struggle ended. More tears slipped out of his eyes and Tony shushed him, wiping away the tears with a calloused thumb. “Don’t scream, pretty boy,” Stark commanded, his hand moving to the gag in Peter’s mouth, “if you do, I’ll hurt you. You don’t want me to hurt you, do you?”

Peter forced his eyes open, shaking his head once. Satisfied, the murderer pulled away the gag and tossed it aside on the bed. Spit dripped from the corner of Peter’s mouth, and his tongue darted out to wipe it away. Stark watched him all the while, his eyes black as night, his expression impassive. “W-what do you want?” Peter croaked. The question was all he could think of. He was just a high schooler, a boy who had dreams bigger than his wallet. He wanted no part in Stark’s game, and he didn’t want to die. He was too young to die, but little did he know, Anthony Stark agreed with that. He had no intention of murdering the boy strapped to the bed.

“That’s a loaded question, Pete,” Stark chirped, getting off the bed. Peter relaxed, turning his head to follow Stark as he moved around the room. He picked the sack of goods back up and set it on a chair near the bed. Peter couldn’t make out what was in the bag because the room was so dark. “I want a lot of things.”

Peter wet his lips again, questions firing one after another in his mind. His lips parted to form words, but they faltered. “Wh-how long have I been here?”

Stark paused, seemingly to consider the question. Peter watched his arm move to his chin, his hand stroking the goatee. “About seventeen hours. I shouldn’t have hit you so hard, but I didn’t want you to disturb those poor fellows you were delivering the paper to.”

Peter did the math in his head. Aunt May would know by now that he was missing. It was close to midnight (if not after), and he hadn’t been to school that day. Another chill went through him, an even worse thought in his head. For the moment, he was safe — it seemed Stark had no intention of hurting him, save for the initial head trauma. “Where are we?”

Stark smiled in the dark, the snow whirring outside carrying the light to reflect a gleam off his teeth. Peter shivered. “Don’t get too curious, Peter. It’s a good way to get yourself hurt.”

Peter’s lips snapped shut, another tremble wracking his body. Being in the presence of a man like Anthony Stark terrified him. It was like being trapped in a cage with a tiger, and Peter didn’t know when he was going to pounce. He also didn’t know what would happen when he did. What if Stark planned on torturing him, and leaving him near death until someone found him? He’d been known to do that to victims, or so Peter thought. The facts of all the cases were blurring together now in Peter’s head, and he wasn’t sure what he was making up and what was real anymore. He was tied to a bed, and Stark was two feet away from him. That was the reality that he knew.

“I — Mr. Stark, I don’t have a lot of money. I’m not worth anything to anyone,” Peter babbled, hoping that Stark was seeking a quick fortune to escape with. If Peter could make him realize he was more trouble than he was worth, perhaps the older man would let him go. “Let me go. Please — please, and I won’t tell anyone, Mr. Stark. I swear it.”

“It’s cute when you beg like that,” the man murmured, a different lit to his tone that Peter didn’t recognize. He swallowed heavily, eyeing the older man from where he was lying on the bed. His neck was beginning to hurt from the angle he’d forced it into so he could see Stark. “I’m glad you know my name, Peter.” He stepped forward, shoes thudding against the carpet so loud that Peter thought he could hear the fabric scream beneath the imprint of Stark’s heel. “I normally tell people I meet to call me Tony.”

“T-Tony,” Peter sputtered, trying to get used to the name on his tongue. He’d do whatever Tony wanted, say what he wanted if it meant leaving —

“No,” Tony snapped, his expression darkening. Peter cringed, his eyes snapping shut in anticipation of pain. But nothing came, and Peter’s eyes cracked open. Tony was right up against the bed now, his knees against the mattress. “You will call me Mr. Stark, Peter. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes, T — Mr. Stark.”

Tony stood there in silence, his hands moving to the sleeves of the cotton button down he wore. Peter wondered where he’d found it, if he’d stolen it or killed someone for it. He saw no stains of red on the sleeves, and hoped it was the former. Tony rolled the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows, the fabric straining against his arm as he moved. Tony sat on the bed again, one leg folded atop the mattress, the other dangling off the side. Peter watched as the man’s hand reached out, and though Peter tried to shy away from the touch, Stark’s hand settled atop his chest, fingers splaying across his skin.

“Mr. Stark?” Peter whispered, the only sounds filling the room the roar of the snow falling outside and the blood pounding in Peter’s ears. His heart couldn’t stop racing. He was terrified, and he knew Tony knew it.

“Yes, Peter?”

As he tried to think of something to say, Peter squeaked when Tony’s fingertips brushed over one of his nipples. The hand stilled and Peter froze, a new sort of panic welling up within him. What more did the man have in mind for him? “I — what’re you doing?” Peter breathed, screwing his eyes shut as Tony’s thumb circled over his nipple, the sensitive flesh pebbling beneath Tony’s fingers. “Mr. Stark, I don’t like this — ”

“You don’t?” Tony echoed, still drawing circles over Peter’s nipple. His eyes roamed the length of the young boy’s body, from the way his eyes were shut tight, down the line of tense muscles of his torso, to his still-covered groin, and to his toes, which were bent tight, tense as the rest of him. Tony’s hand moved down Peter’s torso, thumb swiping over a vague trail of peach fuzz that led to Peter’s checkered boxers. Peter squeaked, his entire body jerking. “What don’t you like about it?”

Peter didn’t want to look and see what Tony was doing. He didn’t want to see the look on his face, and so Peter kept his eyes shut as he felt the hand descend to the hem of his boxers, the older man’s fingers tracing along the elastic band. Peter was turning sixteen in two short months, and he’d never done much of anything sexual outside from hurried jerks of his own cock in his bedroom. But Tony’s — Mr. Stark’s hands were so close, and the way he was talking left Peter with one conclusion: Mr. Stark was going to use him how he wanted. Peter didn’t know if he’d done that to other people, but he didn’t want it to happen to him. “I’ve never — Mr. Stark, please, I’m not — I haven’t — ” Try as he might, Peter couldn’t make the words come.

“You haven’t?” Tony prompted, his fingertips slipping beneath the band of Peter’s boxers. He felt the boy go still, even Peter’s breathing was shallow. The corners of Tony’s lips twitched into the smallest of smirks. Peter wasn’t going to escape him by making himself small, no matter how hard he tried. Tony’s fingers continued lower, feeling soft, smooth skin beneath his hand.

“I’ve never had sex, Mr. Stark,” Peter yelped, his hips jerking involuntarily as the hand closed around his soft cock. It swelled quickly as Tony began to stroke it, and Peter bit down hard on his lip to remain silent.

“Then I’ll have to take good care of you, won’t I, Peter?”

#starker #starker fic #tony x peter #tony stark x peter parker #ironspider #tw: noncon #serial killer!tony stark #nff #my fic #cherry pie #cp: p1 #tony stark #peter parker

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linkispink1995 · 4 years

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More then friends (11) Nana Always Knows

Previously

Series Masterlist

A/N: let me know if you'd like to be added to the tag list , please do not plagiarize my work. Stay safe and feedback is apricated , Thanks - Meg Also I have group chat for this series where we can talk about the series , and ya’ll can give me feedback on what you wanna see , there’ll be voting and Q and A’s so let me know if you’d like an invite and also sorry this has taken me a while life got pretty crazy but I’m officially back

Chapter Warnings : Language , Lots on Angst , Arguing and family drama with a tiny amount of fluff

Y/n's P.O.V

I rolled over before snuggling to what I could only assume was Steve but as I began to open my eyes I realized was a pillow. I sat up and pulled the covers up and looked around my room , the presents were still in their pile they were in when I feel asleep and my room was cold I then noticed the door leading to my balcony was somewhat open. My thoughts were disturbed when I heard a knock on my bedroom door before I could respond the door began to open revealing my mother on the other side she spoke saying. "For gods sake I told you to get dressed and come down for breakfast" I shook my head before she added "yes I did I came in here an hour ago and don't you try and talk back to me young lady understand now get dressed and come downstairs".

One Hour Earlier

Steve's P.O.V

My eyes opened as I felt Y/n snuggle closer to me , I placed a kiss on her forehead before I let out a yawn since being cramped in a small bed with Y/n (and the baby) wasn't the most comfortable and I still felt a bit tired. I leaned over to see the alarm clock and to see I had an hour till school started I then began to try and escape Y/n's cuddles even though if I was being honest I didn't really want to. After I had gotten out of bed and replaced myself with a pillow that was previously on the floor I got dressed before hearing a knock on the bedroom door. I at first ignored it and quickly looked around for my other shoe before hearing a voice on the other side "Y/n out of bed lets go your sixteen you have no right to be tired you have school out of bed now I'm not telling you again". I imminently recognized the voice as Y/n's mother but that wasn't what shocked me what shocked me was what she said and that wasn't a way someone should speak to their child let alone their pregnant daughter. I started to think of when Y/n invited me on the trip last night and I started to wonder if I could handle being on the trip with her mother , I looked under the bed before finally finding my shoe when I heard her bedroom door open. "Y/n I said- you what are you doing here" I looked up before her mother added "out , out of my house I want you gone do you understand me leave now" I grabbed my shoe and imminently went for the door attached to the balcony before leaving Y/n's house.

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Present time

Y/n's P.O.V

I walked out of my bedroom door before walking down the stairs to enter the dining room to see that my mother was clearing the table she spoke saying "aw their she is sorry kiddo breakfast got cold". Dad put the newspaper back on the table before he spoke saying "Diane quit being ridiculous" Mom shook her head before dad added "listen Y/n change of plans were leaving for Ohio today not tomorrow grandpa has to drive to pick your cousins up from the airport and Nana still doesn't know so when you come home from school pack your bag okay and don't worry if you forget anything cause Marissa's their". Mom rolled her eyes saying "can you believe my mother let's that mooch live with her" dad shook his head saying "well your sister won't let her so I think your moms nice letting Marissa and the girls stay their and damnit Diane your going to leave her alone understood", mom huffed saying "I can't make any promises about that" dad sighed before he and I left for him to drop me off at school.

My dad pulled up to the school before he spoke saying "so how are you feeling after everything that went down yesterday". I nodded saying "fine why" he shrugged saying "I was uh just wondering since your mom came downstairs this morning a bit peeved so I assumed-" I cut dad off saying. "assumed mom and I got into an argument" he responded saying "well did you" I sighed saying "no dad we didn't she came in my room and just started yelling like she always does and she just walks in and I wasn't even- neverminded I'll see you later" dad shook his head before he spoke saying "young lady did someone come over last night". Shit I knew I had been caught but I decided to play stupid and responded saying "yeah Colleen , Paige-" dad cut me off saying "Y/n Ym/n besides your friends did anyone else come over" I shook my head as he added "Y/n answer again and this time tell the truth". I huffed before leaning my head on the back of the seat before saying "fine Steve came over" dad sighed saying "Y/n I said you could have your friends over I never said anything about Steve being allowed over I don't want him in my house do you understand". I shook my head saying "no , no I do not understand dad okay he's my boyfriend and the baby's father and he's going to be in this family whether you like it or not". Dad huffed saying "oh no he isn't I'm sorry sweetie but I'm not having it I understand your young and naïve and-" I cut him off saying "and is dumb as shit is that what you were going to say". Dad frowned before saying "I'm not doing this with you when we come back from nana's we can talk about this okay your mother is already upset as it is lets not piss her off anymore understand". I shook my head saying "whatever I'll have Steve to talk to" dad spoke saying "what no you are not spending the whole trip on the phone young lady" I shook my head again saying "no I won't he's coming on the trip I invited him". Dad chuckled before saying "oh my god you are your mothers daughter , I don't understand how two people who are so alike don't get along I mean I seriously don't get it" I shrugged before he added. "Y/n their is no way in hell he's going on the trip I'm not having it do you understand no way" I rolled my eyes before grabbing my bag and getting out of the truck and walking into school.

I walked into homeroom before taking my seat , I could still feel the stares that were the same as the ones I got in the hallway and I could hear the whispers and the giggling it was a few minutes into class and my homeroom teacher Mr. Smith left to get his glasses from his car but everyone in the school and the entire town of Hawkins knew it was so he could go sneak around with Ms. Hall the guidance counselor . I sighed before I felt a tap on my shoulder before I turned around to see who it was that tapped my shoulder. It was Sean McCarthy he spoke saying "so I heard there's a rumor that you put out for ice cream is that true cause I got a carton of rocky road at home that's got your name on it if I can get some". I rolled my eyes before standing up and walking out of the classroom. I walked into the empty hall since pretty much everyone was in class and threw my bag down and leaned against a row of lockers before pulling my knees close to me before crying into them. I cried , I just cried because I didn't know what to do I thought I had my dad , I thought I had my friends and I thought I had Steve but I didn't. I have no one , I'm alone I mean I had my sweet pea but that was it besides them I'm alone. I cried and cried and didn't think I could any longer but the tears kept falling and falling "Y/n" I heard a voice say before I looked up to see my English teacher Ms. Coulter with a very worried look on her face she spoke again saying. "Y/n are you okay sweetheart" I wiped my tears before saying " I'm okay Ms. Coulter" she sighed before shaking her head and taking a seat next to me before she added "how are you feeling" I huffed saying "fine" she nodded saying "have you told your folks" I nodded before she added "it's really scary huh I mean I know I was scared". I spoke saying "wait you-" she cut me off saying "had a baby when I was in high school it's scary it's really scary but when you get to hold that baby it becomes all worth it I uh actually run a group at the community center we meet on Monday afternoons it's a group of girls in your situation and it's something I wish I had when I was pregnant". I nodded before Ms. Coulter added "and I don't tend to listen to the gossip but I also know what it's like to have the father of your child be a pain so I know how it feels unfair and I have a feeling that if anyone can do this it's you" I responded saying "thanks Ms. Coulter" she nodded before she stood up and spoke saying "but your a smart kid Y/n so I know you'll be fine I mean for Christ sake I have twenty of you in my class and I swear to god your the only one paying attention to what the hell I'm saying". I didn't respond before she added "sorry I sometimes forget I'm a teacher and not a twenty four year old who says whatever I want but you probably understand". I responded saying "understand what" Ms. Coulter spoke saying "oh you haven't gotten into the snappy stage have you" I shook my head before saying "not yet I just have been tired" she responded saying "well I'll see you in seventh period" I nodded before I stood up and walked back to class.

I was sitting in my history class taking notes when the classroom door opened to see principal Murphy. She spoke saying "Y/n Yl/n can you come with me" I stood up and grabbed my bag and my notebook trying my best to ignore the comments and laughter and especially the fingers being pointed towards me. I followed principal Murphy out of the classroom before entering the hallway to see my mother standing their she spoke saying ."Are you ready to go" I responded saying "go where" mom sighed saying "we'll talk in the car" I sighed before walking out of the school with my mom.

Steve's P.O.V

I walked into the library for study hall I hadn't seen Y/n since history , I feel asleep due to how boring the class was and then woke up and Y/n was gone. I sat down at the table across from Tommy and as Carol spoke saying "where's miss piggy at" Tommy chuckled before I spoke saying "I don't know I haven't seen her since history". Tommy responded saying "she probably ran off with her new boyfriend" I shrugged before he added "well Y/n isn't here and Stewart isn't here so if you ask me they ran off" I huffed as Carol spoke saying "I bet your not even the dad I bet it's him I mean do you see how close they are it's disgusting" I sighed saying "no he's not trust me" Carol sighed before Tommy spoke again saying "wow your touchy what is preggers being a pain in the ass". I huffed saying "her name is Y/n and no she's not being a pain in the ass well she kinda is but I already told you about last night". Carol spoke up saying "what happened last night" Tommy spoke saying "Y/n put out for Steve last night after he bought her ice cream" I sighed saying "will you shut up Tommy , Jesus I don't want everyone to know" Carol responded saying "oh I heard that in Mrs. Donald's class from Tina that's not news everyone knows that". I sighed again before hoping that Y/n didn't know that everyone knew about last night.

Y/n's P.O.V

I was sitting in the passenger seat of my moms car , it was sad to say but I hadn't been in my moms cars very many times at least her new car she bought herself after her last promotion even after she swore she was going to put the money into a nice family vacation. I didn't really know where we going and my mom had been quiet since picking me up , she finally spoke saying "so how uh is everything". I responded saying "everything like-" she cut me off saying "dear god Y/n what else would I be talking about how is everything with the baby and your idiot boyfriend". I sighed saying "the baby is fine I uh I'm really excited" she nodded saying "how have you been feeling" I responded saying "okay I'm uh little tired" she nodded again saying "okay so I don't want you to be mad but I have a little surprise" mom pulled into a parking space before I realized we were in the parking lot of the small outlet mall that was in the town over , I hadn't been here since I was a kid and needed a new pair of shoes for school. What I didn't understand was why my mom thought I'd be mad I mean if I was being honest I liked having a little break from school especially the teasing and name calling. I spoke up saying "why are we here" mom responded saying "well we haven't spent time in a while and uh you know we have the trip coming up and I thought maybe it would be nice to get you some new clothes some uh baby friendly clothes". I nodded before saying "but I don't have my wallet-" mom interrupted saying "that's fine I'm paying" it was odd almost too odd my mom never was offering to buy me things , let alone brand new clothes but I decided I was just gonna be grateful for my mom being their for me and actually talking to me.

Mom and I were in the third store when I began to notice a pattern with the clothes , they were all very nice but they all so far looked to baggy and anytime I brought it up she ignored me. Mom had pulled another sweater off the rack before handing it to me , that's when I decided to speak up "hey mom" she nodded as I added "uh so are you mad at me" she shook her head handing me another shirt before she added "no why would you say that". I responded saying "well you uh haven't been talking to me lately you've been ignoring me and really hurting my feelings". Mom spoke again saying "it was just a lot for me to take in I mean you try and imagine your teenage daughter coming home and telling you she's pregnant and not to mention you chose to have a baby with a complete moron I mean I'm sorry Y/n it was just a lot for me but I'm really trying" I nodded again as she added "and uh I've been doing so thinking and I do not want you telling your grandparents about the baby or Steve do you understand" I sighed before saying "why" she responded saying "well you grandparents are pretty old fashioned and uh you know I mean wouldn't it be nice for you to have a weekend where you can just forget about it and just be a normal girl and you don't have to think of the baby or Steve you can just think about Y/n and pretend none of this happened" I frowned before she handed me more clothes and spoke saying "now go try these on".

After mom and I had finished shopping we walked back to the car , when we got back in the car mom spoke saying " so are you excited to see Gran and Pop" I nodded saying "yeah it'll be good to see them and uncle-" I cut myself off as I reminded myself what my dad said yesterday. Mom spoke saying "I hate to break it to you but your uncle isn't going to show up , mark my words he's probably playing house with Joyce Byers which if you ask me is extremely disrespectful to Sara and Dee" I sighed as she added "oh you don't agree with me". I responded saying "it's just that I like Joyce she's really nice and she's been there for me during this" mom shook her head saying. "I hate to say it Y/n but this all could've been avoided if you remembered to take the pill or better yet it would've been avoided if you didn't put out for the first guy that gives you a flick of attention" I felt tears prick my eyes as my mom began to drive. She pulled into the driveway and spoke saying "alright go pack we leave in an hour and uh Y/n" I nodded as she added "Y/n your dad told me you were thinking of inviting what's his name and mark my words if that boy take one step near your grandparents house it'll be the last step he takes understood". I sighed before getting out of the car and walking into the house , I sat on my bed before wiping my eyes since I had been feeling tears prick in my eyes. I wiped my bag before hearing the phone besides my bed ring , I grabbed the phone before I spoke saying "hello" The voice on the other end spoke saying "Y/n are you okay" it was Stewart , I wiped my tears before I spoke saying "I'm fine" he responded saying "are you sure you don't sound fine" I huffed saying "no I'm not fine but I gotta pack and-" Stewart cut me off saying "do you want me to come over" I shook my head and looked at the clock beside my bed to see it was nearing lunch time. I then spoke saying "no I don't want you to skip" he responded saying "Y/n your my best friend and it sounds like my best friend needs me , are you sure you don't want me to come over". I sighed saying "I'm sure". Stewart spoke again saying "now this wouldn't have anything to do with Steve would it" I shook my head saying "no it doesn't it's just my mom being my mom" Stewart sighed saying "hey why don't we do one of our movie weekends , I think it's Alex's turn to host "I responded to him saying "I wish I could but I have to go to Ohio it's my Nan's birthday". Stewart responded saying "oh okay cool I'll uh see you when you get back then uh when exactly do you get back" I responded saying "I'll be back Monday morning right before school starts" Stewart spoke again saying" I uh guess I'll see you in third period then" I nodded before saying my goodbyes to Stewart.

A half an hour later I was sitting on the front step watching my family pack the car , our dog Ginger had her head resting on my knee as I watched and began to feel guilty about not being able to help them. We had gotten Ginger only a few years ago , she was an Anniversary present from my dad that he had given my mom , Ginger was usually a pretty quiet dog although she would once in a while run away but she always did come back. Mom spoke saying "okay I think that's everything Y/n you can take Ginger over to the Richardson's for me please" I nodded since I knew that was the least I could do since my family had just packed the car. I put Ginger on her leash before walker over to Harper's house she had only lived down the road from us and her dog and Ginger's dog got along well so anytime we would go on a vacation they'd watch her for us and we always returned the favor for the Richardson's when they went on vacation. I had finally made it to Harper's house , I had only been here a few time but the last time it was Harper's eleventh birthday so it had defiantly been a while. I knocked on the door before waiting a few minutes when the front door finally opened , it was Harper's brother Keith on the other side , I had only met Keith once or twice but I knew he was a grade younger then me and well that's all I really knew about him". I spoke saying "I was uh just dropping off Ginger my mom said she'd pick her up Monday" he nodded silently before I handed him Ginger's leash and walking away from the house.

Steve's P.O.V

I walked into the cafeteria and their was still no sign of Y/n I sighed before I saw Tommy and Carol waving to me to join them at our table , it was when I walked over and noticed they weren't alone. I recognized Heather and Mark but their were three other people sitting at the table , I took the seat I usually would take next to Tommy before I realized who two out of the three people were , I recognized one of them to be Quinn who was Colleen's older sister and the other next to her was Sean McCarthy , Sean I knew because he bullied me all through middle school and some in elementary school and the last time I had seen him was the last day of eighth grade. Tommy spoke saying "Harrington just who I was looking for , listen Mark's having a party later and we-" I cut Tommy off saying "I'm not going" his jaw feel before saying "excuse me" I responded saying " I can't I going with Y/n to meet her grandparent's" he sighed before Quinn spoke up saying "so let me get this straight you would rather go play house with Katie's little sister then go to what is going to be the best party this shit town has ever seen" I nodded before Quinn scoffed before saying "see now it makes since why my sister would hang out with you , your both losers" Quinn stood up as well as the girl next to her who I still didn't know before walking away from the table. Tommy spoke saying "well way to go their goes the person buying the beer for the night" I sighed before Mark spoke saying "listen I don't get your deal with you and that stupid girl but I can tell you right now it's probably not worth it". I huffed saying "she's not just some stupid girl that girl happens to be my girlfriend" Mark rolled his eyes as Heather spoke saying "please your only with her cause you knocked her up" Mark responded to Heather saying "wait a minute Jeffrey Yl/n's sister's pregnant" Heather nodded saying "duh I thought I told you that Jesus you took way to many footballs to the head Mark" Mark sighed when I spoke saying "she's not Jeffrey Y/n's sister and she's not Katie's sister she's Y/n she's her own person okay I'm so sick and tired of hearing that". Sean finally spoke up saying "isn't your sister Polly Harrington" I nodded before he added "so your sister was the cheerleader with really good grades and was extremely popular , see everyone called you Polly's dumb little brother and then they called you the guy who knocked that girl up and now their calling you king Steve now how and the hell did that happen" I rolled my eyes before walking away from the table and walking out of the cafeteria.

Y/n's P.O.V

I was sitting in the passenger seat of my dad's truck , my dad and I were in his truck while Jeffrey and Katie were in my moms car with her. My dad turned down the radio and spoke saying "do you remember are talk yesterday about having friends over" I nodded before he added. "Y/n why did your mother come downstairs this morning telling me that Steve was you know their" I responded saying "dad we already talked about this early okay he slept over I didn't think that would be a big deal" dad responded saying "Y/n we talked about this no Steve okay , I don't want him in my house I don't even want to hear his name and I most certainly don't want him around you do you understand". I shook my head saying "no I don't understand okay I'm pregnant dad okay Steve and I are going to have a baby I'm not just going to be pregnant and not be around Steve plus we share classes at school okay and Hawkins is a small town it's not like I can avoid him you know this isn't fair god I wish I could just stay home". Dad responded saying "you know the old Y/n , the Y/n that I know would've never said that he's changed you Y/n and I don't like that now when we get to Nan's you better have changed your attitude and you better be smiling and god damnit I don't care if it's a fake smile or a real one do you understand". Never , never had I heard my dad yell let alone at me I didn't know if it was the hormones or it was my feeling but I felt a warm tear roll down my cheek before I responded saying "yes sir". Dad sighed saying "Y/n I don't mean to yell but I just , I just don't get it I mean how did this happen how did you too meet I mean I really don't know anything all I know is well I actually don't know anything , where did you meet , when did you start dating , when was your first date , how long have you been hiding the pregnancy". I responded saying "we meet on the first day of kindergarten , he stole my green crayon and he stole my best friend and when he took the last chocolate milk I pushed him. In first grade he poured yellow paint in my shoes , in second grade he cheated off my spelling test and I was the one to get in trouble for it and in third grade I put a rubber spider in his backpack". Dad responded saying "okay that doesn't make any sense that sounds like you hated him" I sighed saying "on the first day of fourth grade when Colleen moved here I went to go sit with her and I noticed that some of the other kids were picking on Steve because over the summer Steve had gotten glasses and I trying to be the better person decided to invite him over to sit with Colleen and I and that's when we became friends , and uh last summer we became a lot closer and on my birthday we decided to start dating and our first date was a picnic in his backyard and I knew for a few days before telling you and mom about the baby cause I wanted to wait until Steve knew" dad nodded saying. "Y/n honey all I wanted were answers so thank you but it still makes no sense I mean that isn't like you to lie or sneak around or do anything wrong I mean why would you do it , why" I responded saying "because I love him". Dad sighed saying "you mean you think you love him" I shook my head saying "no I do , I mean at least I thought I did I mean I loved the old Steve not this new one" dad responded saying "well just think of it this way you get a three day break from having to think about him so let's just enjoy this trip and don't piss off your mother".

Steve's P.O.V

I was walking out of the school with Tommy and Carol in tow , if I was being honest I was really worried about Y/n. I was also getting pretty sick of Tommy and Carol following me around everywhere I mean did they not know what personal space was , I felt a tap on my shoulder before I turned around. Tommy walked away before walking over to Stewart who was leaning down to tie his shoe , Tommy kicked over the pile of books that were beside Stewart before Carol walked over and emptied Stewart's bag on the ground . Stewart then huffed and spoke saying "okay ha ha I get it you two are fricken hilarious okay could you just leave me alone". Tommy chuckled saying "well that wouldn't be much fun would it Carol" she shook her head before Tommy added "you know I don't know why you keep on bugging Steve's girl I mean don't you already have a girlfriend" Carol spoke up saying "please she's probably only sleeping with him so she'll have someone's test to cheat off of in Kaminsky's class" Stewart didn't respond and instead I saw something I hadn't seen from Stewart since the first day of kindergarten. A single tear fell onto Stewart's cheek before he grabbed his stuff and walked away from us.

I walked to my car before Tommy spoke saying "so what are we doing now" I rolled my eyes saying "I'm going to see Y/n , I don't really care what the two of you do". Tommy huffed saying "seriously your going to go hang out with preggers instead of your two best friends" I rolled my eyes again saying "don't call her that again do you hear me" Tommy chuckled saying "I mean seriously dud you'd rather go hang out with her instead of-" I cut him off saying "Jesus Tommy will you just shut up" I huffed before Tommy added "so are we still on for tonight" I shook my head before saying "get your own ride jackass" Tommy frowned before I got into my car before speeding out of the parking lot.

Y/n's P.O.V

I got out of my dad's truck before seeing Nana come down from the front steps as mom walked up to her and spoke saying "happy birthday mom" Nana nodded as my mom added "is dad still with Marissa". Nana nodded saying "he called saying he was going to take her and the kids to lunch" mom sighed before Nana greeted Jeffrey , Katie and dad. She then walked over to me and pulled me into a hug , I normally would've hugged Nana back but I was afraid that would squish the baby. Nana spoke saying "is everything okay sweetie" I nodded before she added "are you sure , I mean there's just something different about you I just can't figure out what it is" Before I could respond mom spoke up saying "mother leave her alone you didn't interrogate Kathrine or Jeffrey so why would you bug her". Nana rolled her eyes saying "Diane do I need to send you to your room , for goodness sake your brother for once is behaving better then you". Mom's jaw feel saying "Jim's here" Nana nodded before saying "alright everyone lets go in the house I have banana bread waiting for you" I closed my mouth tight when Nana brought up bananas since that was something I had noticed was making me sick and just thinking about eating a banana made my breakfast want to make a return. We walked into Nana's house before mom spoke saying "hey mom we show Y/n and I to her room please" Nana spoke up saying "oh is everything okay" mom nodded saying "she's fine she's just been a bit under the weather" Nana responded saying "okay then lets go upstairs and get you all settled then" I nodded before we walked upstairs to my room.

Steve's P.O.V

I pulled into the driveway before seeing my dad's car was in the driveway , I happen to notice another car their but I shrugged that off before walking into the house. I closed the front door before a voice spoke saying "Jennifer is that you" it was my dad calling for my mom , I shook my head before saying "no it's Steve". Dad responded saying "Steven come here" I put my bag down before walking down the hall towards the dinning room where I could only assume my dad was. I walked in before seeing my dad was seated at the table but he wasn't alone my aunt Laura who I hadn't seen since I was seven years old was their as well". Dad spoke again saying "Steven you remember Aunt Laura right" I nodded before he added "Steven would you go upstairs and get your sister please" I silently nodded again before walking out of the dinning room. I walked up to my sisters door before the door opened and David walked out , he spoke saying. "Oh uh hey man I uh we were just studying for uh the you know what I uh gotta get going I'll see you later" David walked past me before I knocked on my sister's door. Polly responded saying "I said leave David" I knocked again before she added "go home Henderson do you not know what the word done means I said were done-" I cut Polly off saying "It's Steve , dad said come downstairs aunt Laura's here". A moment later the door opened with Polly on the other side she spoke saying "the wicked bitch of the west is here" I sighed saying "yeah I mean why do you think she's here" Polly shrugged saying "do you think she knows about Y/n and the baby" I shrugged before Polly and I walked down the stairs.

Polly and I got to the bottom of the stairs before seeing our mom walk thought the front door with a bag of groceries , she spoke saying "hey listen I thought I'd make that casserole you kids like for dinner how's that sound". Polly nodded before saying "are you making it for five" Mom shook her head saying "why is David coming back or-" Polly cut her off saying "Aunt Laura's here". Mom's jaw feel before saying "what does she want" Polly spoke saying "she probably want's more money-" mom cut her off saying "did someone tell her about the baby" Polly and I both shook our heads before mom handed the bag to Polly and spoke saying. "Polly put the groceries away I want to see why she's here" I spoke up saying "what do you want me to do" she responded saying "I want you to shut your mouth about the baby do you understand not one single word about the baby or Y/n got it" I nodded before mom and I walked down the hall.

Y/n's P.O.V

I was upstairs sitting on the bed in the guest bedroom , I was absolutely bored. I couldn't believe my mom made me go upstairs and I couldn't believe that I didn't stand up for myself and tell my Nana that mom was full of shit and that I felt fine , well I did sorta have a headache but I was still upset. I let out a yawn before hearing a knock on the bedroom door , I spoke saying "come in" the door opened with my cousin Marissa on the other side. She spoke saying "are you feeling any better" I nodded before she added "are you up for any visitors" I nodded again before Hannah and Hailey ran in the room. Hannah and Hailey were Marissa's two daughters with her soon to be ex husband Greg , Hannah was eight and Hailey was four and they were absolutely adorable and were really the only experience I have with kids besides the times I had babysat Alex's brothers. Hailey and Hannah both ran into my arms before holding on to me tight , Hannah spoke saying "are you feeling any better Y/n" I nodded saying "much better" Hailey then spoke up saying "Y/n can we go downstairs" I responded saying "sure we can go downstairs" I stood up and followed Marissa and the girls down the stairs.

I walked into my Nana's kitchen to see Nana and Katie sitting at the table , Nana spoke saying "feeling better" I nodded as mom spoke up saying "Mom did Y/n tell you about her writing" Nana shook her head saying "no Diane she just came downstairs , are you still writing Y/n" I nodded saying "yeah I-" Mom cut me off saying "she does and she won a contest on one of her short stories , tell her about that Y/N". I spoke saying "it wasn't a big deal I-" again my mother cut me off saying "oh Y/n don't be silly it's okay to brag a bit" Nana spoke saying "Diane shut up and let her speak , so Y/n tell me about this story you wrote" I responded saying "it was just a short story nothing special about it". Nana responded saying "well it must've been pretty special if you won a contest" I sighed saying "I mean it was one of my favorite ones I had written" Nana nodded saying "see there's my Y/n , so how's school going" I responded saying "good I uh got an A on my algebra test yesterday" Nana spoke saying "oh that's great and how does it feel being sixteen , do you feel different" I sighed saying "uh no nothings different". Marissa spoke saying "are you sure I mean something is new with you" I shook my head as she added "do you have a boyfriend yet" Mom spoke up saying "oh no Y/n isn't allowed to date yet" Nana chuckled saying "Jesus Diane when you were her age you had a different boy in your room every night". My jaw feel before mom added "mother I did not don't you dare tell her that" Nana responded saying "please Diane you and your sister were absolute nightmares , Y/n is an angel compared to her". Mom chuckled saying "oh she's no angel trust me" Nana sighed saying "oh really Diane do tell me how my granddaughter is so awful" mom responded saying. "I just think that sometimes she can have a bit of an attitude" Nana sighed again saying "please Diane you threw a shoe at your husband and your gonna tell me she's got an attitude" Mom scoffed saying. "I was pregnant mother" Nana shook her head saying "Y/n when you get pregnant your aren't allowed to throw a shoe at your husband do you understand" I choked on air before she added "are you okay" Mom spoke up saying "she's fine she's just dramatic that's all" I stood up from the table and spoke saying "I uh I'll be right back" Nana spoke saying "are you okay" I nodded saying "yeah I uh I just need to make a quick phone call" Nana nodded before I walked back up the stairs.

Steve's P.O.V

I was sitting at the dinner table next to Polly when dad spoke saying "so Laura you haven't told me why your here" Aunt Laura responded saying "can't I just visit John I mean when was the last time I saw the kids or uh whatever your wife's name is". Mom rolled here eyes before muttering something under her breath causing Aunt Laura to say "what was that Jenifer" Mom responded saying "I said I didn't see your broom- I mean car" Aunt Laura scoffed saying "didn't you see the convertible in the driveway" Mom nodded saying. "You know Laura I did and I was wondering how you bought that I thought you and Marty split up" Aunt Laura sighed saying "we did and that's my paycheck for giving that ungrateful slob three children". Mom sighed as Aunt Laura added "you know I browsed the calendar and noticed a baby shower next weekend so Jenifer should I say congratulations to you or Polly" Mom scoffed saying "neither , Polly's friend Donna is having a baby" Aunt Laura nodded saying "really she's having two baby showers cause theirs one next weekend and one in November so-" Dad cut aunt Laura off saying "Steven's girlfriend is pregnant" mom choked on her wine and spoke saying "John I thought we-" dad cut mom off saying "why hide it Jenifer in a few months there'll be nothing more to hide" Aunt Laura spoke saying "oh I'd be worried if I were you cause when mother finds out she'll-" Aunt Laura was cut off by the phone in the kitchen ringing causing mom to speak saying "Steve go answer the phone" I stood up before walking into the kitchen. I walked in and grabbed the phone off the wall before I spoke into it saying "hello this is the-" I was cut off by the person on the other end of the phone saying "Steve it's me" it was Y/n. I responded saying "Y/n baby I uh where have you been well I mean where were you , where are you" she sighed saying "I'm in Ohio" I responded saying "I thought you weren't leaving till tomorrow" she sighed again saying "change of plans I'm sorry I didn't tell you but my mom picked me up from school early I'm sorry" I spoke saying "it's okay Y/n , are you okay" she responded saying "no it's awful , my mom bought me all these baggy clothes to hide that I'm gaining weight and I'm not allowed to say anything about you or the baby it's awful I just want to go home". I thought for a moment before I spoke saying "do you want me to come and get you" Y/n huffed saying "could you please" I nodded saying "I'll be their as soon as possible".

After getting off the phone with Y/n I walked back into the dinning room and spoke saying "mom can uh I go out" she shook her head saying "no you may not were having dinner". I sighed saying "mom it's an emergency" mom scoffed saying "what kind of emergency" I responded saying "a Y/n emergency" she sighed saying "be back by curfew" I nodded before grabbing my keys and walking out the house knowing I wouldn't be back by curfew and knowing I'd have to accept that.

Y/n's P.O.V

I was folding up my clothes and packing my bag , I knew it would take a few hours for Steve to get here but I also knew that when he did get their I didn't want to spend another minute here. I place the birthday card I bought for my nana on the dresser before hearing a knock on the door , I spoke saying "come in" the door opened revealing my cousin Marissa's daughter Hannah on the other side she spoke saying. "Are you leaving Y/n" the only thing that made me not want to leave was my cousin Marissa and her daughters , Marissa was like a sister to me and I adored Hannah and Hailey and felt terrible about what they were going through even though I couldn't imagine it I knew it must've felt horrible. I sighed saying "no I was uh just looking for something" I lied and it wasn't like before where I was lying to my parents or to my brother this time it was to someone who didn't deserve it , Hannah was so young she didn't deserve it she didn't deserve her dad leaving she didn't deserve someone to have to move away from her friends and her school and she defiantly didn't deserve me lying to her. Hannah nodded silently before saying "Y/n can I ask you something" I nodded as Hannah added "do you think my dad's gonna come back". I frowned since I didn't know what to do , I didn't want to lie to her again but then again I didn't know the truth I sighed saying "well I uh I don't know Han I mean uh I just don't know" she frowned before I remembered something Joyce always did when I was younger and was upset. I bent down so I'd be able to be at the same level Hannah was before saying "but I do now that you dad loves you very much" Hannah responded saying "he does" I nodded before Hannah spoke again saying "I like your earrings" I responded saying "thanks my boy-" she cut me off saying "you have a boyfriend". Oh shit how did I let that slip , I shook my head saying "well no I mean I-" Hannah cut me off again saying "you do have a boyfriend but why did you say you didn't" I sighed saying. "Hannah it's uh really complicated and there's a lot of grown up stuff evolved" Hannah responded saying "but your not a grownup" she was right I wasn't a grown up , I was a kid and I was still growing up. I still wore care bear pajamas pants and mix matched socks , I would sometimes still watch cartoons and paint my nails only to sit there and chip at the polish. I wasn't a grown up and was nowhere near being one , I still at peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and would still dress up for Halloween and sleep with a nightlight on due to the fact that I hated the dark. Hannah was right I'm not a grown up so why should I act like I am , I sighed saying "can you keep a secret" she nodded before saying "I'm leaving tonight , there's a card on the dresser for Nan's birthday tomorrow". She responded saying "where are you going" I spoke saying "I'm going to have a friend pick me up" Hannah furrowed her brows before saying "for a sleepover" I nodded saying "sure like a sleepover" when I said that Hailey ran in saying "I wanna have sleepover" Hannah shook her head saying "you can't it's a big girl sleepover your a baby" Hailey shook her head saying "I'm not , I'm four now mommy says I'm a big girl" Hannah sighed before Hailey added "I have a sleepover with you Y/n , please" I sighed before looking at the clock saying "you know what after dinner we can have a sleepover how does that sound" Hailey clapped before Hannah , Hailey and I went downstairs for dinner.

I walked into the kitchen before mom spoke saying "oh their you are , we were waiting for you we were just going to have dinner". I responded saying "where's dad" Nana spoke up saying "oh I sent the boys out they should be back in time for desert" I nodded before adding "where's Katie". Mom sighed saying "oh you know how she is , she's been on the phone with Patrick for hours" I nodded again as Marissa spoke saying "so you didn't finish telling us how your birthday was I mean I remember when I was sixteen mom threw me a huge party , Aunt Diane did you throw Y/n a party" mom shook her head saying "actually Y/n didn't want a party" Nana frowned saying "why didn't you want a party Y/n" I shrugged before Nana added "after dinner Y/n I'd like to talk to you , and before you say anything Diane I want to talk to just Y/n Mom sighed before we walked into the dinning room for dinner.

Halfway through dinner Nana spoke saying "your not hungry Y/n" I shook my head silently before Nana added "what is up with you , your never this quiet is something wrong" I shook my head this time saying. "No" Nana sighed saying "so you don't have a boyfriend but are their any boys you like" before I could respond Hannah let out a small giggle causing Marissa to speak up saying "what is so funny" Hannah shook her head before Marissa added "Hannah Elizabeth what is so funny" Hannah shook her head saying "nothing". Nana sighed saying "that's it everyone is so quiet I cannot stand it what are you all hiding I mean what are you planning a surprise party or something , what is it why is everyone so quiet". Nobody responded before Nana added "I do not like secrets so what is it" Marissa spoke up saying "I'm pregnant" Mom and Nana's jaws dropped and mine did as well however the girls had no reaction which meant they already knew , maybe Hannah was right maybe she was actually good with secrets. Marissa spoke again saying "I uh I've been starting to see someone and uh were excited , Greg doesn't know yet but after next month I never have to speak to him again". Mom sighed before Nana spoke saying "oh well uh congratulations dear have you told your mother yet" Marissa shook her head before Nana added "I mean this is the second shocker I've heard today" Marissa responded saying "what was the first" Nana spoke saying "Hannah why don't you and Hailey go upstairs and get your jammies on and Nana will bring you some cookies". Hannah and Hailey nodded before running out of the dinning room before Nana added "I was at the store today and I ran into Mrs. Copper who's still in Hawkins I guess she's visiting her son but anyways she told me that Jenifer Harrington's son got some poor girl pregnant". I choked on my water before Nana spoke again saying "can you believe that , I mean Y/n you probably go to school with her" Marissa spoke up saying "do you know who it is Y/n" I silently shook my head before saying "you know what I promised Hannah I'd go upstairs with them uh dinner was great Nana". She responded saying "but you hardly ate" I ignored Nana's words before walking back upstairs , I walked into the room I was staying in before changing into my pajama's. I was sitting on the bed after I got changed when the door opened with Hannah on the other side she walked in with a plate with a few cookies on it before taking a seat on the bed next to me. She handed me a cookie before I took it , I began to eat the cookie before Hannah spoke saying "Y/n can I ask you something" I nodded before she added "why does your tummy look like my moms" I looked down before realizing my small baby bump well not really baby bump but the weight that I had so far gained stuck out in the sweater I was wearing. I again felt bad lying to Hannah but I knew I couldn't tell her the truth , I responded saying "oh well uh I'm just gaining weight" Hannah nodded saying "why" I shrugged saying "it's not really something I can control" she nodded again saying "well you could stop eating cookies". I knew Hannah was just a kid and kids could say things they didn't mean or didn't understand but of course my pregnancy hormones didn't , I felt tears prick my eyes before I felt a single tear fall onto my cheek. Hannah spoke up again saying "I'm sorry Y/n" I wiped the tear before shaking my head saying "it's okay" as Hannah and I were finishing the plate of cookies Hailey ran in the room and jumped onto the bed and into my arms. I spoke saying "are you okay" she shook her head before sitting on the bed and trying to hide under the covers as I added "Hailey what's wrong" she responded saying "I'm scared". Hannah shook her head saying "she's scared of everything" Hailey came from underneath the covers and spoke saying "I am not" Hannah nodded saying "yes you are your scared of the dark , your scared of the closet and your own shadow she's such a baby Y/n she has to sleep with a nightlight on". I responded saying "you know Hailey I still have to sleep with a nightlight" Hannah gasped saying "you do" I nodded as she added "but nightlights are for baby's" I shook my head saying "no sometimes big girls still need a nightlight but what are you scared of now Hailey". Hailey responded saying "a noise" I nodded saying "okay and where is this noise coming from" Hailey responded again saying "the window" I nodded again saying "okay what does it sound like" Hailey spoke saying "a tapping". I thought for a minute before realizing the noise might not be a tapping but the sound of a pebble being thrown at the window , I sighed before saying "you know what why don't you girls stay here and I'll go check out the noise" Hailey shook her head saying "but what about the monster" I shook my head saying "I'll be okay I promise" Hailey spoke again saying "do you want my bear incase you get scarred" I shook my head before grabbing my jacket and walking out of the room.

I walked downstairs before hearing a voice "hey their she is" it was grandfather. He spoke again saying "are the girls upstairs" I nodded before he added "well then come sit with us I haven't seen you yet" I shook my head saying "I was uh just gonna go outside for a second and get some air". My dad walked in the room saying "oh I wouldn't do that it's awfully chilly out their" I shook my head saying "I'll be fine I-" my dad cut me off saying "I said no Y/n" I huffed before my dad pulled me aside into the living room. "Y/n" he said before adding "what's going on Nana said you were being quiet at dinner" I shook my head saying "it's nothing I just want to be left alone for a few minutes okay" he nodded saying "okay but take my Jacket you'll freeze with that one" I sighed before taking my dads jacket.

Steve's P.O.V

I had gotten to the house five minutes ago , I parked my car down the street so nobody would see my car in the driveway. I had been throwing pebbles at the window and still got no answer from Y/n and honestly I was getting tired of throwing and not to mention I was running out of pebbles. I sighed before the hearing the back open and shut , Y/n walked out before saying "what are you doing" I responded saying "I was trying to let you know I was here besides what did you want me to do knock on the front door and say surprise I'm the guy who got your granddaughter pregnant" she shushed me before saying "keep your voice down okay nobody knows about that and you scarred the shit out of my cousin" I sighed before saying "now is that the way we greet the person who's rescuing you from this hellhole". Y/n rolled her eyes before saying "about that I uh I-" I cut Y/n off saying "and now you wanna stay" Y/n silently nodded before saying "I'm sorry I just I can't-" I cut her off again saying "Y/n what do you want me to do I drove all the way out here and now you want to stay" she nodded again before I added "well I uh brought you something but you gotta come with me" Y/n sighed saying "what is it" I chuckled saying "it's a surprise come with me" she responded saying "okay well I'm barefoot so how long is it going to take for us to get their" I didn't respond and instead lifting Y/n up causing her to gasp saying "what are you doing" I responded saying "holding the whole world in my arms" Y/n rolled her eyes saying "are you saying that because of how big I'm getting" I shook my head saying. "No I'm saying that because you and this baby are my whole world" Y/n pecked my lips before saying "I love you" I responded saying "I love you too".

Y/n's P.O.V

We got to Steve's car before he put me down and spoke saying "alright get in" I shook my head saying "were not going home I-" Steve cut me off saying "will you calm down were not going home it's just the surprise is in the car" I sighed before getting into the passenger seat if the car. After Steve and I got in the car I spoke saying "okay what's the surprise" he responded saying "look in the backseat" I turned before seeing that their was now a car seat in the backseat of Steve's car. He spoke saying "I know I've been kinda shitty about this whole baby thing but I'm serious I want to have this baby with you and I want to be their for the two of you and on Monday I'll skip practice and take you too the doctors and we can go see our baby together and- and your crying why are you crying I thought-" I cut Steve of saying "these are happy tears , I'm happy" Steve responded saying "well I'm happy if your happy" I pecked his lips before he added "and I brought you something else" Steve reached into the backseat before he spoke saying "close your eyes" I sighed before closing my eyes again , Steve spoke again saying "open them" I opened them to see that Steve had brought the picture of the baby that I had kept on my nightstand back at home. I spoke saying "how did you-" he cut me off saying "there's a key under the mat , I went back for my socks but when I saw this I thought you'd miss it" I nodded before pecking his lips agian before saying "could you stay" he responded saying "well I was supposed to be home for curfew which was an hour ago but I guess I could stay" I nodded saying "just go stand underneath the front window I'll let you know when to come up" I pecked his lips again before exiting the car.

I walked back in the house before I felt my arm get pulled , it was mom she spoke saying "where have you been" I responded saying "I just went to take a little walk" she sighed saying "well uh the grownups are speaking so uh go upstairs please we'll talk in the morning". I nodded before walking up the stairs , I walked into the room I was staying in before seeing that Hannah and Hailey weren't their. "Oh their you are" I turned to see Marissa in the doorway she spoke agian saying "the girls said you would tuck them in" I nodded before she added "uh Y/n do you mind me asking who that in the car with you" I sighed saying "I uh it was just a friend" she nodded before saying "Y/n are you being like this to me because this is how I treated you when I was your age" I shook my head saying "no it's just there's uh I uh I can't tell you" Marissa responded saying. "Y/n you used to tell me everything , I mean now your all quiet your not even talking to Nana , did something happen are you okay" I responded saying "I'm fine I've just I'm fine" Marissa nodded before walking out of the room. I felt bad lying to Marissa , growing up I always looked up to her but I knew I couldn't tell her I just couldn't. I walked across the hall to the room the girls were staying in before Hailey ran up to me saying "Y/n the noise is gone , you made it go away" Hannah spoke up saying "what was that noise Y/n" I shook my head saying "it was uh just the wind" she nodded before I took a seat on the bed before Hailey crawled up on my lap she spoke saying "I love your necklace" I thanked her before she got up to get a closer look at it before Hannah spoke saying "it's very plain" I responded saying "I need to get a charm for it , what do you think I should get" before Hannah could respond Hailey spoke saying "you have really pretty hair Y/n" I responded saying "thank you but you know what I think your hair is much prettier" Hailey spoke again saying "what's this". Oh no , Hannah sat up before saying "you have a tattoo" damnit I forgot about that , about a year ago for some dumb reason my brother convinced me to go to a party with him and before I knew it some senior was giving out tattoos and I was the first in line , it was nothing major it was just Steve's name but I absolutely loved having that tattoo , the idea that the person I loved most name would be their forever and the idea of my parents not knowing was even better but I had become so happy with my first tattoo that I had gotten a second one , it was too just a cross on hip but I loved that one too but I didn't imagine that I'd be sixteen and have three tattoos , the third one I had gotten a few weeks before the lake trip which was a crescent moon on my ankle it was also a small tattoo since I wasn't ready for a larger one just yet since the pain from the first two was a bit to much for me. I spoke saying "oh no it's just a-" Hannah cut me off saying "who's Steve , is that your boyfriend" I shook my head before Marissa knocked on the door saying "okay girls time for bed tell Y/n goodnight" Hannah sighed saying "please mom can we stay up a little longer" Marissa shook her head saying "I'm sorry girls it's bedtime I let you stay up a whole extra hour , you'll see Y/n in the morning". Hailey spoke saying "mama can Y/n read us a bedtime story" Marissa sighed saying "okay you girls can read one story and then it's time for bed okay" Hannah and Hailey both nodded before Marissa left.

Steve's P.O.V

I had been waiting for Y/n for a few minutes now and if I was being honest after the day at school , practice and the drive here I was tired and just wanted to crawl in bed and go to sleep. I looked around before seeing a trash can next to the house , I stood on it before climbing to the window Y/n told me to wait by , I opened it before going into the room before shutting the bedroom door as quiet as I could. I peeled my jacket off before tossing off my shoes , I heard a knock on the door before hearing a voice say "Y/n , Y/n are you in here it's Uncle Jim your mom wanted me to come and get you" oh shit , I grabbed shoes before looking around to find somewhere to hide. I couldn't go out the window , I thought about going under the bed that was until I saw the closet door was open , I ran in before shutting the closet door. It was when I heard the bedroom door open when I knew this was a bad idea , I wasn't being judgmental and I didn't wanna assume anything but I was pretty sure that Y/n's grandmother was nothing like mine since this closet was full of dust and I knew my allergies were gonna get to me , I felt a sneeze brew before I covered my mouth thankfully that sneeze went away. I sighed in relief before it happened I sneezed , a moment or so later the closet door open with Chief Hopper on the other side , oh shit I didn't know he was Y/n's Uncle. He spoke saying "may I ask what your doing in here" I responded saying "Oh I uh must've gotten lost I-" Chief Hopper cut me off saying "oh your going to be lost Harrington" he grabbed my arm before pulling me out of the closet and out of the bedroom , we walked downstairs before he spoke saying "Diane may I see you for a moment" oh shit not Y/n's mom , damnit I knew I should've waited for Y/n. "Jim I am trying to enjoy my trip and oh I uh-" Hopper cut of Mrs. Yl/n before saying "uh Diane do you want to tell me what's going on" she spoke saying "well I uh don't know who-" Hopper cut her off again saying "you don't know who this is" she sighed saying "where's Y/n" Hopper responded saying "upstairs" Mrs. Y/ln sighed saying "you can come with me and Jim don't you dare tell anyone he was here or so help me god I'll tell mom and dad about Chrissy Carpenter" Hopper let go of my arm before I followed Mrs. Yl/n upstairs.

Y/n's P.O.V

I was sitting with Hailey and Hannah , the story we were reading was almost done before I heard a knock on the bedroom door the door opened with my mother on the other side. She spoke saying "Y/n can I speak with you" I responded saying "were almost done-" mom cut me off saying "now please" I sighed before she added "Hailey , Hannah tell Y/n goodnight". After saying goodnight to the girls I followed mom out of the room , she didn't way a word before gesturing me to go into my room. I opened the door before seeing Steve sitting on the bed , I sighed before mom spoke saying "sit down" I took the seat next to Steve before saying "mom I can-" mom cut me off saying "enough Y/n I'm talking , here's what's going to happen he can stay here tonight but the minute the sun is up he's out of here do you understand and no leaving this room and no funny business either and when he goes Y/n you and I are having a talk". I silently nodded before mom walked out of the room shutting the door , I sighed before Steve spoke saying "Y/n I'm so sorry I just-" I cut Steve off saying "I don't care , all that I care about is your here" I leaned my head on Steve's shoulder before adding "and tomorrow when you go I'll go with you" Steve responded saying "but I thought-" I cut Steve off again saying. "I don't want to be here if I'm not allowed to talk about the baby or you" Steve sighed saying "why don't you just tell them I mean screw your mom who cares what she thinks". I responded saying "I do okay I need my mom right now okay I'm scared I've never done this before I don't want to disappoint her even more then I already have" Steve frowned saying "so do you want this then" I sighed saying "I do it's just what if something happens between us and I have to do this on my own , if I have to do this on my own-" Steve cut me off saying "wait why are you talking about us breaking up , do you wanna break up". I shook my head saying "no I don't it's just what if that happens" Steve responded saying "Y/n that's not going to happen okay lets take this one step at a time" I nodded before placing my head back on Steve's shoulder.

A few hours later I was laying in bed , this has never happened to me before I was having trouble sleeping. Steve of course fell asleep the second his head hit the pillow and of all the things to be jealous of I was extremely jealous that Steve was sleeping peacefully. Another thing that was bothering me was my stomach hurt and it wasn't cramps or anything it was the outside of my stomach that hurt , I knew I probably shouldn't have done it but I could help but scratch the itch. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the light before lifting up my shirt to see that my pudgy stomach was all red , I sighed before seeing their were a few red spots on my stomach. I walked out of the bathroom before walking out of the room , I thought If I had a glass of water I could go back to bed and be fine. I walked past Marissa's room before seeing the light was still on , I knew it was late really late but I didn't know why Marissa would still be up. I knocked on the door before hearing Marissa say "come in" I opened the door before seeing Marissa was sitting up with a box she spoke saying "is everything okay" I shut the door before saying "uh Marissa can I tell you something" she nodded before I spoke saying "I uh I have this rash" I lifted my shirt a bit to show Marissa the rash before I added "I uh don't really know what to do". She responded saying "well uh when did you notice it" I spoke saying "a few hours ago" Marissa nodded saying " well do you know what caused it , I mean do you have any allergies or-" I cut Marissa off saying "I'm pregnant". Oh shit I did not mean for that to come out. Marissa's jaw feel before saying "oh I uh I uh congrats I guess I um you know what when I was pregnant with the girls I had this so it's a pretty common thing you don’t need to worry" I nodded before she added " but I'll uh see if Nana has any aloe" Marissa walked out of the room before I followed , we went downstairs to see Nana in the kitchen she spoke saying. "Hi girls is everything okay" Marissa spoke saying " Uh Nan do you have any uh aloe" Nana responded saying "I think I do in the medicine cabinet why is everything okay Marissa" she nodded before Nana added "oh okay and uh why do you need aloe" Marissa spoke saying "well uh you see-" I cut Marissa off saying "the aloe is for me Nana" Nana responded saying "is something wrong Y/n" I sighed saying "well uh I wouldn't say somethings wrong but I um I'm uh I'm pregnant". Nana's face fell before saying "oh Y/n I uh what uh when did this happen , I mean when did you find out" I responded saying "a few weeks ago" she sighed saying "well uh what are you-" I cut Nana off saying "I'm keeping it" she nodded saying "well uh not that this is any of my business but is the uh father around" I nodded before she added "okay uh then that's good I'll uh get you some aloe and get you situated in your room" I responded saying "no you can't go in my room" Nana responded saying "why not" I sighed saying "you uh can't tell mom I told you but the uh or my uh my boyfriend is upstairs" Nana and Marissa's jaws both fell before they both walked towards the stairs , I followed Nana and Marissa upstairs before Marissa opened my bedroom door and looked in before saying "are you sure about that" I looked in the room to see that the bed was empty but Steve's jacket was still on the chair besides the bed. Nana spoke saying "well that's disappointing" Nana then walked away before Marissa spoke saying "so who else knows about the baby" I responded saying "my parents , my friends , his parents , Katie and Jeffrey and the whole town of Hawkins" she sighed saying. "Word travels fast" I nodded before she added "huh see that's why I had to get out of their it was too small minded to much gossip , so how is everything with the baby" before I could respond a voice spoke up saying "Y/n's having a baby". It was Hannah , Marissa sighed before saying "Hannah Elizabeth go to bed young lady it's too late for you too be up" Hannah ignored her words before saying "Y/n's having a baby" Marissa sighed saying "keep your voice down before you wake your sister" Hannah nodded before Marissa added "and you cannot , cannot tell anyone okay now go back to bed so Y/n and I can have big girl talk". Hannah responded saying "can I stay up please mom , I ate all my vegetables at dinner and I did my homework please" Marissa sighed saying "go wait in my room" Hannah nodded before running into Marissa's room just as Nana was walking back in. She handed me the tube of aloe before saying "so what is this for again" Marissa responded saying "she's got a rash on her stomach" Nana gasped saying "oh I had that when I was pregnant it was absolute the worse , you know some say that only happens when you pregnant with twins". My jaw feel since the idea of having two babies absolutely frightened me before Marissa spoke saying "it's okay Y/n Nana's trying to stir trouble I had it when I was pregnant with both of the girls" Nana huffed saying "god you two used to be so fun oh and uh tomorrow Y/n when you get up and ready I'd like to speak with you" I nodded before saying goodnight to Nana.

After Nana went to bed I walked back into my bedroom to put the aloe on and try to relieve some of this pain on my stomach , the bathroom door opened revealing Steve on the other side he yawned before saying "their you are , are you okay" I nodded before he added "what's that" he then gestured to the tube of aloe before I spoke saying. "Oh it uh aloe" he furrowed his brows before I added "I have a rash on my stomach" I turned the light switch on before lifting my shirt to show Steve the rash. He spoke saying "holy shit are you uh are you oaky" I nodded saying "Nana and Marissa both told me it was pretty common so I guess but I'll ask Dr. Ryan on Monday" Steve nodded leaning down to place a kiss on my bare stomach. There was a knock on the door before it opened reveling Marissa on the other side she spoke saying "hey uh once your all situated could you come talk to me for a second" I nodded before she closed the door. Steve spoke saying "wait a minute she knows" I nodded saying "I had to ask about the rash so yes her and Nana know" Steve nodded before pecking my lips and walking back to the bed.

After I put the aloe on my stomach the urge to itch it had gone down it wasn't like magic but it was pretty mind blowing that something so simple could help so much. I knocked on the Marissa's bedroom door before hearing a voice say "come in" I opened the bedroom door before seeing Marissa sitting on her bed with Hannah. Marissa spoke saying "so is uh that the dad" I nodded silently before Hannah spoke up saying "Mommy how is Y/n having a baby , you said only grownups could have babies". Marissa responded saying "well uh Y/n is having a magic baby so she doesn't need to be a grown up" Hannah gasped before saying "are you having a boy baby or a girl baby" I took the seat next to her before saying. "I uh don't know yet" Hannah responded saying "well you need to have a boy baby their are too many girls here" Marissa and I chuckled before Marissa spoke saying "so are you having a baby shower" I nodded saying "I'm having one on the thirtieth" she gasped saying "that's next weekend" I nodded again before she added "would you uh would you mind if the girls and I came too it" I shook my head saying "no not at all I would love that" Marissa nodded saying "great so uh what do need for the baby I mean like what do you already have" I responded saying "I have some clothes like a few outfits and some hats and uh mobile , a swing and a car seat for them" she nodded before saying "have you figured out what your going to do for like the nursery" I shrugged since I had yet to think of that. I mean since Katie and I share a room I don't know where I'd put a crib or whatever else goes in a nursery but I only had six more months to figure that out and my baby shower would be next weekend and I knew I'd get gifts I just didn't know where they'd go yet. Marissa spoke again saying "do you have any names that you like" I nodded saying "a few but I'm gonna wait till decide till their here before making the final decision" Marissa nodded before adding "speaking of names what's uh that guys name" I responded saying "his names Steve" Hannah spoke up saying "like the tattoo" Marissa gasped saying " what tattoo" Hannah responded saying "Y/n has a tattoo Mommy didn't you know that" Marissa shook her head saying "you know what I'm starting to think there's a lot of things I don't know about Y/n but you know what next weekend you and I are going to go out like we used to , we can go shopping and get lunch" I nodded before she added "and you know what else I have some of my old maternity clothes in my closet I can bring them by next weekend". I responded saying "but aren't you going to need those" Marissa shook her head saying "I'm only in my second month I won't be needing them for a while and if your having a baby shower next weekend I'm guessing your farther along then I am". I nodded before she added "so how exactly far along are you" I responded saying "I'll be four months in the middle of October" she nodded saying "so a march baby it's a shame they won't be born in February we have a lot of March birthdays in this family but do you have a doctor yet" I responded saying "yeah I've been seeing Dr. Ryan" Marissa gasped saying. "I had her when I was pregnant with the girls , she's really sweet isn't she" I nodded before she added " so how is uh Steve handling all of this" I responded saying "okay I mean in the beginning he was kinda cold about it but he hangs out with these people that are uh kinda nasty so-" Marissa cut me off saying "so he's nasty to you" I nodded saying "sometimes and sometimes he can be good and other times not so much" Marissa responded saying "well if he's no good to you then you don't need him I've learned that lesson the hard way" I nodded before Marissa spoke saying "well Hannah I think it's time you went to bed" she sighed saying "but mommy" Marissa responded saying "no Hannah it's bedtime , I'm going to bed , Y/n's going to bed and you need to go to bed too so say goodnight to Y/n" Hannah frowned before saying goodnight to Marissa and I.

After saying goodnight to Marissa , I walked out of her mom. The idea of going back to sleep after our talk defiantly wasn't an option. I knew Marissa didn't mean to overwhelm me but I defiantly did get overwhelmed I mean I had nothing figured out I didn't have any baby names I was considering I just said that so I wouldn't look stupid , I hadn't figured anything out and I only had six months and I had a feeling that six months would go by really quick. I grabbed the writing book I had thrown in my suitcase last minute before sitting up in bed , I began writing things down that I needed to have done before the baby got here before hearing "Y/n" I looked down to see that Steve had woken up. I ran my fingers through his hair before he added "what are you doing" I responded saying "I'm just making a list , go back to sleep". Steve huffed saying "a list of what" I responded again saying "of what needs to get done before the baby's here" Steve sat up before he added "Y/n do we really need to do this right now" I nodded saying "Steve we have six months and that'll go by really fast and before you know it will have a baby that we'll have no clue how to take care off" Steve muttered something under his breath before I added "what" he responded saying "your really overthinking this". I sighed saying "it's having a baby how do you overthink having a baby" Steve rubbed my leg before saying "Y/n relax okay by the time March comes around you'll have it figured out" I responded saying "I'll have it figured out what about you" he sighed saying. "Well uh I mean your the women so-" I cut Steve off saying "excuse me" he responded saying "Y/n that's how it works you take care of the baby all day-" I cut Steve off again saying "wait , wait a minute what about school" Steve shrugged saying "oh I thought you were gonna drop out". I huffed saying "no I'm not I'm not dropping out okay , god we are so screwed" I put the book down before putting my head in my hands , Steve put his arm around me before saying "it's going to be okay" I looked up at him before shaking my head saying "no it's not I mean we don't have a crib or any names picked out , we don't have clothes-" Steve cut me off saying. "Y/n you got stuff for your birthday" I sighed saying "Steve that's not enough that's a few outfits the baby could probabaly go through them in an hour" he sighed saying "you need to relax okay and besides the name thing is already figured out". I scoffed saying "so you have names you like" he nodded before I added "oh really and none of them happen to be you name" Steve nodded again before saying. "Yeah I have a few that I like I just didn't wanna bug you" I responded saying "oh , like what" Steve sighed before saying "well first if it's a boy the middle name has to be Michael-" I cut Steve off saying. "Steve I just said it can't be your name and middle name counts too" Steve huffed saying "Y/n could you just listen to me okay , Every first Harrington Man of each generation has had the middle name Michael , it's my middle name , my dads , my grandfathers okay I just huh it's a family thing okay but if you don't like it that's fine". I leaned my head on Steve's shoulder before saying "I'm sorry I didn't know that okay so now that we have a middle name picked out for a boy we need a first name and we need girl names too" Steve responded saying "okay uh I've always like the name Ethan" I nodded before he added "or uh Wyatt" I nodded again before saying "well what about their last name , I mean do you want them to have your last name or mine". Steve responded saying "well I was kinda hoping they'd have my last name but I guess you can decide that" I nodded saying before he added "are their any names you like" I nodded again saying "I like Julia or Toby or Andrew-" Steve cut me off saying "no Andrew , no Andrew no Andy none of that I cannot stand that name" I rolled my eyes before he added "okay so we have some ideas that's a good start and the baby shower is next weekend so you'll probably get stuff then but if your not happy with that then we can uh go out and drive to the outlet mall and get some stuff their" I nodded silently before letting out a yawn and starting to feel my eyes flutter shut before falling asleep.

I woke up and turned to see the sunlight was pouring into the room , I felt Steve pull me closer before hearing him say "good morning". I responded saying "morning" before he added "I uh I guess I should get going" I responded again saying "I wish you could stay" I turned before snuggling into the crook of his neck before he nodded saying "I wish I could too" I pulled him closer before he added "I uh was gonna take a quick shower before I go" I nodded before Steve pulled away and walked into the bathroom. I felt tears prick my eyes before the bedroom door opened , I wiped my tears before Hannah and Hailey walked in. Hannah spoke up saying "are you okay Y/n" I wiped my tears again before she took a seat on the foot of the bed and spoke again saying "are you sure your okay". No I wasn't okay I knew I wasn't for god sakes an eight year old could tell I wasn't okay before I could respond mom walked in the doorway before saying "Hannah , Hailey could you go please , Y/n and I need to talk". Hannah and Hailey nodded before walking out of the room , mom closed the door before saying "you told my mother , not only that but you told Marissa and Hannah how could you do that , I asked you to do one thing and you couldn't even do that how are you going to raise a baby if you couldn't even do what I asked. I mean all you had to do was go three whole days without talking about the baby and you couldn't go four hours without calling that idiot. I'm not doing this right now , I won't argue with you Y/n okay so your going to leave and go home and when we get back were going to talk about this because I don't care if your going to have a baby but your still my daughter and I want what's best for you and if you want to believe that or not is up to you but know that I love you Y/n". I felt more tears fall down my cheeks before mom walked out of the room , I wiped the tears before hearing a voice say "Y/n" I looked over to see Steve walking out of the bathroom before he added "are you okay" I responded saying "I uh I'm going home with you". Steve shook his head saying "no Y/n you don't have too do that-" I cut Steve off saying "it's not really a choice Steve" he didn't respond and instead nodded silently.

"Y/n were here" I didn't even realize we had pulled into the driveway of my house before Steve added "do you want me to come inside , we can uh watch a movie or something you know just hang out" . I silently shook my head before Steve sighed saying "Y/n come on talk to me you haven't said anything since we left" I responded saying "I just wanna be alone for a little bit" Steve spoke saying "are you sure" I nodded again before walking out of the car. I opened the front door before tossing off my shoes and walking up the stairs as I wiped my tears. I walked into my room before I collapsed on my bed not caring if I made it before leaving for Nana's.

Steve's P.O.V

I walked through the front door before seeing mom come down the stairs , she walked up to me before pulling me into a hug saying. "Where the hell have you been young man , oh my god you scared me" I sighed before she added "was everything okay with Y/n , what was the emergency". I huffed before she spoke again saying "there wasn't an emergency was their" I shook my head before she added "I want your car keys do you understand your grounded" I sighed saying "but mom I-" mom cut me off saying "no buts Steven you lied to me your grounded bring me your car keys and go upstairs". I huffed again saying "no you can't do this I have to take Y/N to the doctors tomorrow-" mom cut me off again saying "nope sorry no more using her as an excuse I told you not to stay out past curfew" I rolled my eyes before saying "but you let me stay out late on Thursday" mom responded saying "that was different". I shook my head saying "oh really , how was that different" mom huffed saying "I am the grown up I don't have to explain things to you now go upstairs your grounded". I shook my head again saying "sorry you can't ground me any more I'm having a baby so-" mom cut me off saying "oh no you don't get to use the baby excuse anymore either now I will not tell you again go upstairs now" I huffed before storming up the stairs and walking into my bedroom before slamming the door.

Steve's P.O.V

I was laying in my bed biting my nails I hadn't been grounded since I was ten and that wasn't even my fault well it kinda was since I was the one who spilt paint in the garage then blamed my sister. I sighed before hearing a knock on my bedroom door , Polly walked in before saying "heard your little meltdown earlier" I rolled my eyes before she added "do you uh want a Midol before dinner" I responded saying "go away I'm not interested". Polly frowned before saying "god what , what happened to you Steve you used to be so fun and now your just awful" I huffed saying "god Polly go away isn't their someone else you can bug how about David why don't you bug him". Polly frowned saying "we uh we broke up" I scoffed saying "oh what happened he woke up and realized he was dating you I mean my god you have no personality your just plain awful" Polly sighed saying. "Actually I found out he was cheating on me with Lizzie Phillips" Polly then walked out of my room before shutting my door. I felt bad , I actually did I mean sure my sister and I fought and we picked on each other and called each other names but it was never like that but I knew she'd eventfully get over herself.

Y/n's P.O.V

I sat in my bed and just cried , I cried so much I didn't think I'd be able to anymore but I could , I just cried since I didn't know what else to do. I heard the phone ring but I just ignored it , I didn't want to talk I wanted to cry until I felt it that same familiar flutter I had been feeling lately. That's when I knew , I knew I had to get up that I had to do something I stood up before walking over to the pile of presents from yesterday and pulled out that pregnant book since I was tired of feeling clueless about what was going on with my own body. I tossed it on my bed before bringing the other presents over after everything was on my bed I grabbed the notebook out of my bag before going through my list. I was folding the outfits that I had gotten for the baby , I couldn't believe it I couldn't believe that in six months that I'd have a baby wearing these clothes . After I folded the clothes I tried thinking of some place I could put these , I sighed before realizing the only place I had was my writing table I walked over before removing what was on the table. I sat on the floor besides it and just started putting everything in a pile , my thoughts were interrupted by hearing a voice say "Y/n" I looked over to see Stewart standing in the doorway he spoke again saying "your uh dad called and said you were home" I nodded silently before he added "what are you doing , are those you stories" I responded saying "Stewart do you think they call them dreams because you eventually wake up and realize that's what they are something that'll never happen". Stewart shrugged before walking over and taking a seat besides me saying "what do you mean" I responded again saying "I'm quitting writing , I have other things that matter more so I'm throwing it all out". Stewart shook his head saying "no Y/n you can't do that I mean one day don't you want to able to show your child that you wrote something , something important that no matter what happened that you went after your dreams that you did something". I sighed saying "no Stewart I don't wanna talk about I'm dropping out of school and I'm quitting writing" Stewart shook his head before saying "Y/n you can't do that , you cannot drop out of school and you can't stop writing" I rolled my eyes before Stewart moved closer and spoke saying "Y/n look at me" I sighed before Stewart put my head in his hands before I realized how close Stewart and I were. I don't think we've ever been this close , he spoke again saying "Y/n you can't give up on writing and you can't quit school" I sighed before saying "but Steve said-" Stewart cut me off by pressing his lips against mine and that's when it clicked that I was kissing Stewart.

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