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seongsangi · 3 years

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your girl calls me daddy too

pairing: johnny x reader

summary: the story of getting involved with your professor/classmate's dad 👀

word count: 4.5k

warnings: professor!johnny, dilf!johnny, daddy/sir kink, age gap bc johnny is older in this fic (reader is 21+, we dont do that barely legal just turned 18 shit) straight up smut, that's all we do on this blog

author's note: this took me from 8 pm to 4 am to write. idk if that's fast or not compared to some people but bitch... that's a record for me!

another note: idk if anyone's wondering but johnny is a single dad in this, no cheating or infidelity involved!

No one knows about your relationship with Johnny Suh, certainly not your family or friends, and certainly not his son who is in the same biology course as you this semester. The secret is kept strictly between the two of you, the thrill of hiding it making it that much more exciting.

The relationship began with him being your chemistry professor. The brief glances, lingering touches, and frequent visits during office hours became too much for either of you to deny the attraction. It felt so wrong, the professor-student affair being too much of a cliché that you were hesitant to follow through with it. But after a particular session discussing the assigned homework, you both realized it was now too late to go back.

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“Professor, why are you looking at me like that?” you fiddle with your pen in your hand.

“I’m sorry, I’m just a little distracted.” Mr. Suh lets his eyes trail down your figure, eyeing the neckline of your dress that reveals just enough to get his imagination going. He’s thinking about the way you waltzed in here with that damn sundress on, the way you bite your lip when you’re confused on a reaction mechanism, the way your innocent eyes look up at him when he’s explaining the concept. He feels foolish, unable to focus on your question when you’re sitting across from him looking like that, the dress hugging your figure in all the right ways.

“Should I come back another time?”

Mr. Suh clears his throat, giving you another glance up and down before collecting himself. “No, no, I promise I’m fine. Let me check your work right quick.” You hand him the paper, watching as he leans back in his chair examining the mechanism you drew. You let your eyes do the same thing to him as he did to you, taking in the long sleeve black shirt he wore today that hugs his biceps almost too well. It has your hands itching to feel them under your fingers, to take the shirt off and see him in all his glory. Your eyes roam his face, the sharp features drawing you in. You imagine his plump lips doing things to your body that are sure to take your breath away.

He does not fail to notice your lingering stare, or the way you’re fidgeting in your chair. He pulls the sleeves of his shirt up his forearm and grabs his pen, leaning in to show you where you went wrong. As he’s explaining, you lean in too, your perfume filling his senses. You can’t seem to focus on what he’s saying, too busy tracing the veins along his arms and hands. Oh, how they would feel wrapped around your – okay, bitch you have got to chill.

“Miss Y/N, is something the matter?” The way your name rolls off his tongue has you swooning, the added ‘miss’ making your tummy flutter.

You feel your body temperature rising with each second, fiddling with your hands in your lap, your mind going crazy with impure thoughts. You take a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. “Uh, I’m sorry, could you repeat that?”

Mr. Suh notices your attention is elsewhere, setting his pen down and looking you directly in the eye, making you feel tiny under his intense gaze.

“You’re playing a very dangerous game.”

The statement catches you off guard, your cheeks immediately getting hot. “I- I don’t know, wha- what do you mean?” you stutter, which he finds endearing seeing you all flushed.

“Let’s not act like we don’t know where your mind is at,” he sees right through you. “Cause I’ll be honest, I’m right there with you.” His voice drops a couple octaves, sending a wave of arousal through you at the sound of it. Oh fuck, is this really happening right now?

Your breath gets caught in your throat, unable to respond. What the fuck do you even say to that? Mr. Suh gets out of his chair, his long legs coming around the desk and standing in front of you. He leans down real close to your face, bracing himself on the arm rests of the chair you’re in, effectively caging you in. If you thought you were getting warm before, you’re on the verge of burning up now. He’s smirking down at you, enjoying just how riled up you’re getting.

“Are you gonna tell me you haven’t been thinking of things other than chemistry during our meeting?” He cocks his head to the side, challenging you with a tease in his words.

“Um, professor, I don’t think we should be doing this…” you trail, glancing at the closed door behind you. His face is too close for comfort, looking anywhere but at him.

“Then tell me to stop,” his lips now ghosting your neck, so close you can feel his breath on your skin. He’s watching your chest rise and fall with heavy breaths. Every fiber in your being is telling you this is wrong on so many levels, but it’s making your body tingle in a way you can’t ignore. You’ve been thinking about him and it’s obvious he has been too, what’s stopping you from going further? You open your mouth to say something, but you can’t find any words to say, nothing to let him know you don’t want this.

“You have to tell me you want it then,” he pulls back from you slightly, waiting for your confirmation. If you don’t explicitly say yes, then he won’t push it any further.

You can’t take this any more, sitting up straight and saying “I want it” in one breath before crashing your lips against his. There’s no taking this back, you tell yourself as you let him take control. You sigh into the kiss, his lips feel so right against yours, letting the lust cloud your mind. He cups the side of your face, pulling you up by your waist to get a better angle to devour your lips. His hips push you against the desk, lifting you slightly to sit on the edge. Your hands bunch up his shirt, pulling him even closer to you. He bites your bottom lip as he pulls away, searching your face for any sign of regret. Instead, he’s met with your blown out expression, needy eyes asking for more.

Mr. Suh shakes his head in disbelief, almost chuckling. “You don’t know what you do to me, miss Y/N.” You love it when he calls you that. He steps back, turning around to lock the door. The sound of the lock only fuels your excitement, eager to see what he’ll do next. Your hands grip the edge of the desk as Mr. Suh stalks towards you, like a predator eyeing his prey. Oh, how you want him to eat you up right now. Your thighs press together at the thought, a movement he quickly notices.

His hands trail up the side of your thighs before resting on the curve of your ass. The fabric is soft to the touch but he bets your skin is softer. “What are you thinking of, you naughty girl?” His lips are back on you, letting your head fall to the side as he peppers kisses along your neck. “Just thinking about you,” you pant.

“I know that much. What do you want me to do, hmm?” he presses further.

“Anything you want,” falling further under his spell. He groans in your ear, ready and willing to take advantage of your submission. It’s more like you’ve got him under your spell. He knows this is wrong on a professional level, but fuck that right now.

“Turn around,” twisting your body before you can even do it yourself. His touch makes you so dizzy, bracing your hands on the homework assignment that has long been forgotten. He kisses your shoulder, pressing close to your backside as he admires you from behind, the dress doing wonders to accentuate your curves.

“You look so good in this dress doll,” kneading your ass in his hands. He gives it a tame slap, not wanting to be too rough since there are still other offices around his. “But I bet you’d look even better with it off.” The wetness in your panties is becoming unbearable, desperate for him to touch you where you need him.

“Touch me please,” your sweet voice begging him is more than enough for him to comply. He bunches your dress up over your waist to expose your soft skin, the thin panties you’re wearing showcasing your wet spot off clearly. His pants are getting incredibly tight, blood rushing to his member with each second. He lifts your right knee to rest it on the desk, trailing his fingers over the thin fabric.

“Right here?” he slides his fingers up and down your center, earning a shudder from you.

“Or here?” pulling your panties to the side and coating his fingers in your arousal. You let out an audible moan when he finds your clit, which prompts him to clamp his hand over your mouth. He cranes your head back to look you in your eyes, his hand still rubbing against your bundle of nerves.

“You’ll have to be quiet or else I’ll stop. Can’t have anyone around us hearing you.” You nod in understanding, eyes fluttering shut as two of his fingers slide into you with ease. You arch your back a bit more, pushing your hips further into his hand. It’s a good thing his hand is still covering your mouth because you can’t help your moans when his fingers are drilling into you so fast.

“You’re taking my fingers so well doll,” he’s gonna drive you insane with that nickname. You turn your head to get a better look at him, watching him part his lips as he watches his fingers disappear in and out of your core.

He slides a third finger in and you want to scream, the stretch makes you feel so full. You’re soaked now, the lewd sounds of your wetness making you feel self-conscious. Just then, his office phone rings. You gasp, looking at him with wide eyes. He lets go of your mouth but doesn’t pull his fingers out of you, pumping them in even as he reaches for the phone. You try to stay as quiet as you can with his fingers still working your core.

“Hello, this is Johnny Suh.” He looks you dead in the eye, telling you you better shut up without verbally saying anything.

“Ah, Jaehyun, what can I do for you?” Your legs buckle when he hits that spot, almost letting out a yelp. He shoots you another glare, pulling his fingers out and shoving them in your mouth to keep you quiet. He sets the phone down for a second, leaning in to your ear. “Play with yourself while I take this call. And shut up, I mean it.”

You can taste yourself on his fingers, the whole thing making you feel so filthy. Your hand reaches down to your core, rubbing yourself slowly as Mr. Suh picks the phone up again. You lick him clean, getting your own fingers wet now with your slick. He’s listening to the other person on the line but paying close attention to your hand in between your thighs. He likes watching you play with yourself, getting off on the thought of him.

“Okay, all that sounds great. Send me an email of the template and I’ll check it out. I’m with a student right now, so can I call you back later?”

When he finally gets off the phone, he shoves his fingers further into your mouth, almost making you choke on them. “Didn’t I tell you to be quiet? You couldn’t even do that?” You’re so worked up, you can feel your high approaching and you just want him to help you reach it.

You grab his wrist, pulling his fingers out of your mouth. “I’m so close,” bringing his hand back to your core.

“You want to cum? Beg for it,” he doesn’t make a move to touch you.

“Please sir, I wanna cum on your fingers, please please.” You stroke his arm gently, pleading with your eyes, anything for him to touch you again. How could he say no when you’re looking at him like that?

He tells you to turn around to face him, holding your leg against his waist. He watches your face contort in pleasure as he gives you what you want, rubbing yourself at the same time to chase your high. You try to keep your voice to a minimum, your sweet moans fueling him on. If his fingers feel this good in you, you can’t even imagine what else he’s got in store for you.

“Fuuuck, sir I’m cumming,” you cry weakly, closing your eyes and clenching around his fingers as you finally get that release. The sight of you coming undone on his hand is almost enough to take you right then and there, but he holds himself back. Your hand grips his wrist tightly, but he doesn’t stop pumping in and out of you until you open your eyes, worried he’s gonna try to get another one out of you so soon.

He finally stops, taking the chance to taste yourself by licking his own fingers clean. God, you thought sucking his fingers was hot, this is even better. He loves the taste of you, already craving more. Mr. Suh runs his hand along your inner thighs, taking a mental image of the sight of you spread open for him on his desk.

“Miss Y/N, I think it’s safe to say that we should keep this a secret between us.”

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And that’s how your intimate relationship with your professor began. You’ve been in his office so many times after that, you’ve lost count, letting him take you on every inch of that desk. Before, during, and after office hours, you both crave each other’s touch. You know to keep your time together to a minimum though. You can’t be coming into his office whenever you want, or else it would start to get suspicious. Sometimes you catch yourself stealing glances at his son in biology class, wondering if he has even the slightest idea of what’s going on between you and Mr. Suh.

One day, when he’s at the front of the class teaching, all you can think about is his lips on you as he takes you from behind, whispering in your ear how dirty you are for letting him fuck you before class started. By the end of class, he passes the homework back out. You see a note written in red at the bottom of your paper.

127 Paradise Lane tomorrow 7 pm

It doesn’t take a genius to know what that means or what it entails. You quickly put your homework in your backpack before any curious eyes can see what’s written on it. You look up to see him steal a glance at you, making sure you got his note. Neither of you say anything as you walk out of class.

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When you get to his house the next night, he welcomes you in with a warm smile, which quickly turns devious as he shoves you against the door immediately after closing it, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. You grab hold of his shirt as his hands roam your body, pulling him as close as you can. His hard bulge presses against your stomach, thoughts already wandering to how mind blowing his impressive length will feel in you. You want him, but one questions prods at your mind, pulling away from his lips slightly.

“Sir, what about your son? Is he gonna be home tonight?” You feel weird in your classmate’s house, but the fact that you’re about to fuck his dad as you’ve done plenty of times before is more overwhelming than your qualms about being here.

“He’s out of town with his friends,” running his hand up your back before grabbing your hair, pulling your head back so fast it surprises you. His breath is warm against your lips, “And when you’re in my house, it’s daddy.” You’re so used to calling him sir, knowing it turns him on but the new name in this new setting makes your insides tingle. You can’t hold back your smile, giving him your best “yes, daddy” to appease him.

Mr. Suh leads you to his bedroom, the king sized bed hitting your back as he throws you down. He towers over you, unbuttoning his shirt slowly. You sit up on your elbows, rubbing your thighs together as you eat up the man before you with your eyes. With each button that comes undone, you get more and more excited. He’s watching you intently, thinking of all the ways he’s going to ruin you tonight. He looks delectable with his shirt off, licking your lips at the sight of his well built figure.

“You’re gonna start drooling soon,” he teases, walking to his closet and pulling out one of his many ties. Whatever he’s thinking of doing with that, you have absolutely no complaints. You bite your lip in anticipation as he kneels on the bed, securing the tie around your neck into a makeshift collar. “Is this okay with you?”

You nod your head, but he pulls on the tie quickly, taking your breath away. “Use your words.”

“Yes, it’s ok,” you choke out. He doesn’t let up, asking instead, “Yes what?”

You’re gushing already, the control he has over you making your head spin. “Yes daddy,” you can barely get the two words out. He lets the tie go slack, coughing a bit at the sudden attack. His hand cups your face, “Sorry was that too much?” You nuzzle your cheek into his hand, telling him you loved it.

And that’s what he loves about you, that you take anything he gives you and enjoy every bit of it. You’re too much for him. He sits with his back against the headboard, tugging your arm to straddle him. “Did you wear this little dress for me?” his hands are sliding up and down your thighs, bringing out the goosebumps on your skin. You brace your hands on his chest, moving your hips against his jeans. The friction against your clit is oh so good and feels even better when he flexes his thigh after seeing your movements.

“You should see what I’m wearing underneath,” tugging the hem of your dress over your body, revealing your choice in white lingerie underneath, the color making you look angelic but is a stark contrast to the sinful things that are about to happen.

“Miss Y/N, what am I gonna do with you?” he asks as you pick up the pace of your hips, leaning down to press your lips to his neck. He lets you do what you want to him, encouraging your hips to move faster. Your small whimpers in his ear tell him you’re enjoying yourself, using his thigh to get off. You know not to leave any visible marks, opting for further down his chest to leave hickeys. His jeans feel so good against your core, finding more pleasure in riding his thigh than you thought, but it’s still not enough. “Want you to fuck me,” you moan breathlessly, pushing your chest into his face as you find that perfect spot to keep grinding against.

He hungrily pulls your bra down, attaching his lips to your hard nipple as he rolls the other one between his fingers. Your skin is so soft, he could bury his face in your tits all night. He leaves his own hickeys on your chest, admiring his work as he puts your bra back in place.

“Keep the lingerie on.” He pulls you down by the tie again, kissing you fervently as you fumble with his jeans. You get down on your knees, taking his clothes off so that he’s naked before you. His rock-hard member slaps against his stomach when you pull his pants off. You flatten your tongue against his member, locking eyes with him as you lick him from the base to the tip. You take him in your mouth, using your hands to fondle his balls to add to his pleasure. Using your tongue as much as you can to get him wet, you take him as far as your throat allows.

“You look so good with my dick in your mouth,” grabbing your hair and bobbing your head up and down on him. You let him use your mouth, parting his lips at the feeling of your warm tongue. When he lets go of your hair, you release him with a pop, sliding your hand along his length. “I bet I look even better with it in m—” you can’t even finish your sentence as he grabs you by the chin, shutting you up.

“I knew you’d say some shit like that. Why don’t you be a good girl and come ride this dick then?” He shoves your face away, but the roughness only turns you on even more. You straddle his hips, his hand pulling your lace panties to the side as you position him at your entrance. Both of you gasp as you sink down on him, the stretch quickly filling you up, your tight walls clamping against him.

“Fuck daddy, feels so good,” you whine. When he’s all the way in, you lean back on your hands in the cowgirl position, giving him the best view of where your bodies are connected. You feel so exposed in this position, but he can’t keep his eyes off your core as you move your hips, which makes you feel powerful under his glare. You know he loves it just as much as you do, giving him a show as you ride him.

A thought comes into your head, pulling out but quickly turning around so that your backside is facing him. You slide down on him again, his hands gripping your waist. You can move your hips faster in this position, setting a quick pace and slamming your hips against his. He’s lost in the way your ass bounces on top him. You let out a loud whine when his hand lands a hard slap on your ass cheek.

“I can’t do that when we’re in my office,” he lands another one to the same cheek, “but now I can.” He wants to see you red with his handprints, enjoying your little yelps at the sting. You clench around him each time he spanks you, doing so particularly hard but you can’t deny that you like the pain. By the last spank, your ass is on fire, but his large hands smoothing over them soon makes you forget about the pain.

Suddenly, you’re being yanked back by your hair, thrown on your side as he spoons you. Lifting one of your legs up, he slides into you from behind. The new position introduces a new angle for him to fuck you. “Oh shit, fuck, oh my god,” you can only curse as he abuses your core deliciously. Instead of using the tie, he wraps his hand around your throat to choke you. You grip his forearm, letting him use your body to his content.

“Your pussy is so good baby,” he growls in your ear. “So tight, so wet, I could fuck you all night. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” You mumble incoherently as a response, too gone in the pleasure he’s sending throughout your body. You let out a choked scream as his hand that’s holding your leg up finds your sensitive nub, bringing you closer to the edge as he tells you how much he loves fucking you. Your legs shake as the pleasure overwhelms you, but he holds you close to keep you from going too far.

“Don’t run away, I know you can take it doll.”

“Daddy please,” you beg shamelessly but you don’t even know what you’re begging for. You want him to keep ravaging you, but you physically don’t know if you can keep up.

Mr. Suh makes the decision for you, pulling out of you to stand at the edge of the bed. He grabs your ankles, dragging your body towards him. He holds your legs together, pushing them towards your chest. He slides right back in, wasting no time in fucking you again. He loves watching his dick slide in and out of you, loves hearing you moan his name, loves how tight you get for him. You let your legs fall open, sitting up on your elbows to watch him fuck you. There’s something insanely hot about watching you take every inch of him, you can see why he enjoys it so much.

Your breasts bounce with each thrust, which makes him grab handfuls of your tits, pinching your nipples. “Baby, can I take a video of you? I won’t get your face in it, you just look so good in this lingerie right now.” You nod, feeling a surge of confidence at his words. He reaches for his phone on the nightstand, opening the camera and pressing record. He slows his thrusts, sliding into you slowly to show off how wet you are. The camera pans to your bra, giving them a squeeze for the video. He shoves your hand away, pulling your breasts out of your bra. He tugs on the tie, making sure not to get your face but still showing your makeshift collar off.

Without warning, he speeds his hips up again, earning a cry from you before ending the video and throwing his phone on the bed. He’s so riled up, he just wants to use you to finish. “You gonna cum for me daddy?” God, he loves hearing you beg for him. You sound so sweet saying the dirtiest things. “Cum for me please, I want it so bad, want you to cum in my mouth.”

“Oh shit baby,” he pulls out quickly, grabbing your hair and shoving himself in your mouth, his warm release all on your tongue. You swallow every last drop, sucking him off as he groans at the slight overstimulation.

He takes a second to catch his breath, noticing your not so innocent eyes looking up at him eagerly. A playful smile spreads across your face and he knows that look all too well.

You’re insatiable.

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The next semester, you’re moving into a new dorm. Your parents are here to help you move everything in. You notice Mr. Suh’s son moving into the same dorm, looking around for a glimpse of him. He’s carrying a box of things from the car to the front entrance, stopping you for a quick “hello Miss Y/N, how was your break?”

He looks behind you, asking if those are your parents. “Maybe I should say something to them.”

“What are you gonna say?”

“Oh, I don't know, maybe something like: your girl calls me daddy too,” he jokes as you storm off, cheeks flushing red.

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eleven-times-lively · 4 years

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I Love You; I Have Always Loved You

I saw that you want to do a Newt Scamander so I gotchu. Can I request a Newt Scamander x Reader where they are still in Hogwarts and Newt has a huge crush on the reader and the reader has a huge crush on Newt and it’s kind of a slow burn but still really fluffy? Thank you I love your blog! @barb610

Moodboard by @it-was-three-am , go show Liv some love!💕

Summary: You and Newt have known each other forever, but your unending adoration for each other hasn’t surfaced until now. Word Count: 2998 Note: Liv later requested Hufflepuff reader, so this fic is house specified. Also this was my first attempt at a slow burn, which isn’t usually my type of thing at all, but I actually love this lol. Let me know what you think!

“Y/n!” you heard your best friend shout as you felt two hands on your shoulders. You yelped in bewilderment as you scared easily.

“Newt!” you shouted back, giving him a playful nudge. “What’s up?” The two of you began walking side by side down the corridor together.

“Not much, y/n. Just finished Dumbledore’s class.” He gave you a cheeky smile as he kept walking.

You and Newt had been friends for as long as you could remember. You had grown up in the same town and your parents were friends, so naturally you practically grew up together. Once it came time to go to Hogwarts together, the two of you were sorted into Hufflepuff together. You had been completely inseparable for five years now, but you were just friends. Just friends.

You let your mind wander and you hadn’t even noticed Newt calling your name. You had arrived at the great hall and you hadn’t even noticed. The two of you went in together and took your usual seats at the Hufflepuff table.

“So,” you began, “Newtie what did you learn in Dumbledore’s class today?”

He blushed at the nickname, but turned his head hoping you wouldn’t notice. “We found out our Boggarts and learned riddikulus.” He coyly responded before turning to the lunch on the table before him.

“Brilliant!”, you responded, “now I know what to look forward to in class later,” you chuckled. “So tell me, Scamander, what was your boggart?” You nudged your fork in his direction.

“Oh, nothing. Not important.” He was nearly whispering, as if trying to hide something.

You placed a gentle hand on his thigh, enough pressure to let him know you weren’t giving up. “Newt…” you pressed.

He knew that tone of voice well, it would not benefit him to try and ignore you. He turned back to you and took a deep breath in before continuing, “a desk job.” He winced as if he was waiting for you to laugh at him, just as everyone else did.

“Newt…” you repeated, this time much softer as your hand went to his shoulder. “I know,” you breathed an airy chuckle as he turned to you, a look of complete shock across his face. “We have talked about this before. You look scared.” Ten different thoughts process in your head all at once as you put the pieces together. “Newt Scamander I would never judge you! Did someone say something to you!” You weren’t yelling, but your tone was an evident mix of shock and displeasure.

“Y/n, please, no one said anything.” He was turning a cherry red as he tried to distract himself.

“I’ve known you for fifteen years, Scamander, I know when you’re lying. Can we please talk about this later?”

He remained silent, but nodded his head. You knew he meant it, and finally dropped the subject for the rest of lunch.

“I’m sure you’ll do much better than I did, y/n,” he muttered, “No one ever laughs at you.”

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Defense Against the Dark Arts was your last class of the day, right before dinner. It was custom for Newt to wait for you outside of the classroom so the two of you could walk to the great hall together. Everyone flooded out of the classroom, but Newt didn’t see you. Usually you were one of the first out, eager to see him and get to dinner. You hurriedly shuffled out after everyone, head down as if trying to dodge any attention. You were so focused on some unknown mission that you nearly walked straight past Newt.

“Y/n?” He said, lightly tapping your forearm. He looked vaguely concerned as you turned to him.

Upon turning your head upward to him, you almost broke. Your breathing picked up, your face grew increasingly red, and you began to rapidly blink your eyes.

“Y/n?’ He asked again, this time slightly gripping your arm. You began to shake and he realised what was about to happen. “Ok, to the common room.” You were frozen in place, so he tightened his grip just enough to get you to move as he rushed you to the Hufflepuff common room and away from any other students. Thank Merlin it was dinner and you could expel your emotions freely.

You made it back to the common room, but immediately collapsed on the couch and started crying. “Newt,” you cried as you felt him sit next to you. He laid on the couch and pulled you between his legs, keeping you close. Your breathing steadied with his arms wrapped around you, but you were still sniffling. He just remained silent, giving you the comfort he knew you needed.

“What’s wrong?”, he finally whispered, “What happened?”

“I-...,” you began before your voice broke and you almost started sobbing again. He gave you a tight, reassuring squeeze as you began again. “I couldn’t do it.” He could hear your voice wavering, on the edge.

“Y/n, what couldn’t you do? What happened?” There was evident concern laced in his voice as he craned his neck to look at you. His heart broke at the face staring back at him. Your eyes were downcast and your mouth was pulled downward. Your face was red and puffy and stray tears lingered in your eyes.

“I couldn’t do the spell,” you said barely above a whisper, embarrassed to admit this even to your best friend. “I couldn’t cast riddikulus and my boggart got out of control and Dumbledore had to handle it.”

“Oh, y/n,” he whispered, pulling you closer to him. You were comforted by the steady warmth radiating off of him as your back pressed against his chest. “I’m so sorry. Can I ask what it was?”

“My sister.”

His heart sank. He felt your breathing pick up again and he gave you reassuring words as he brought you in closer. Your sister had died a few years ago, and you constantly blamed yourself for it. He remembered how distraught you were, how sullen and depressed you became. It was a dark time, and he hated the thought that you were back there. “Was she…” he couldn’t even bring himself to say the word.

“Yeah,” you suppressed another sob as the tears streamed down your face once again. He just held you close and wasn’t letting go.

What seemed like hours went by as you slowly calmed down. You eventually fell asleep in his arms. Students started filing into the common room after dinner, but most didn’t pay any attention to you and Newt.

“When are you two going to get together?”, your best friend asked as she plopped down on the chair across from the couch. Newt just rolled his eyes and chuckled as he picked you up. Holding you, he carried you all the way to your dorm and made sure you were safely in bed. Him and your best friend, who happened to also be your roommate, exchanged smiles as he headed off to his own room.

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A few days later you had mostly gotten over the events of Dumbledore’s class and you were back to normal. But of course, Newt was still checking up on your every chance he got. You appreciated this, both of you silently remembering how much you could let your grief and guilt take over.

You woke up late, really late. Newt and everyone else had already gone to breakfast, so you quickly got dressed to meet them in the great hall. You found Newt saving your usual seat next to him. “Hey, Newt,” you smiled at him as you sat. You looked down at the table and were quite puzzled. Before you was an already made plate full of your favorite breakfast foods. “Newt what’s this?”, you asked, more than a little confused.

“Well…” he began, a cheeky smirk playing across his face, “you were up late so I figured I’d save you the time and get your plate ready. And before everything got eaten.” He chuckled as he went back to his own plate. You tried to suppress the blush coming across your face.

“Aww!”, your other best friend piped up from across the table, “how cute!” You and Newt looked up at her inquisitively. “Can you two just start dating already?” She chuckled and went back to what she was doing, not even registering the absurdity of what she had just said.

Newt just laughed to himself as you sat there thinking. What if he likes me? What if he knows I like him? Would dating ruin our friendship?

As if hearing your thoughts Newt piped up from beside you. “Y/n?”

“Oh… um… yes?” you tried, and failed, to play off the little zoning-out you’d done.

“Nothing, dear.” He smiled down at you, which was normal, but this was a new smile. It held more warmth… more adoration. Thoroughly puzzled, you put all of your focus on breakfast and tried to shake to wayward events of the last ten minutes. He’s never called me dear before.

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Almost a month had gone by and you and Newt had grown… closer. It was now a regular thing for you and him to sneak up to the kitchens and enjoy some late-night snacks. Before this your friendship was mainly during the day, not clandestine, and sneaking out for each other was certainly not involved. However, you couldn’t say you cared all that much. The closeness to Newt was nice. You realised you had grown attached to him in a new way. Sure you had liked him, but now it was an ever-growing adoration. A flame within your heart that would never be sated. An insatiable need for Newt Scamander. A new Newt Scamander hitherto unseen by you. Boyfriend Newt Scamander.

You had your wants confirmed in your head, and set out to make it happen. Of course, you can’t be direct, but he just needs to get the message. You’d give into his little advances or cheeky comments. Laugh along with your best friend who poked fun at the relationship, and not shoot down other students who say you should date. Surely he’d get it.

That night in the common room you and Newt were entangled on the couch. He was sprawled out reading a book, and you were curled on his lap half asleep. This was entirely normal for the two of you, but this time it felt different. Knowing that you were absolutely enamored with this boy made the experienced seem brand-new. I’m on the lap of the boy I love. You thought as a rosy blush crept onto your face. It was then that you realised you were a bit chilly. It was late at night and the fire was no longer roaring, the common room no longer bustling with students. Newt noticed you shift on his lap, which you hadn’t in almost an hour.

“Everything alright, dear?”, he whispered, still focused on his book.

“Yeah,” you sighed, “just a bit cold.” You snuggled further in his lap in a futile attempt to get warm again. He lightly chuckled and you heard his book thump down on the table beside the couch. You were slightly shifted as he stretched out his arms to reach the blanket atop the couch. He laid it on top of the both of you, making sure you were fully covered before returning to his book. You hummed in satisfaction as you fell asleep.

As per usual on the nights you fell asleep, which was most nights, Newt carried you to bed. Newt realised your roommate wasn’t in yet, and smirked. He got you settled in bed, but did something drastically different from the typical routine. He leaned down and placed a kiss on your forehead, soft and gently, before leaving. Normally he would never do something like that without permission, but to him it was more out of love and caring, not desire and malevolence. He hummed in content as he went to his own dorm.

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At this point, the attraction between the two of you was undeniable. Warm smiles exchanged across classrooms, more and more cuddling, and the two of you would even hold hands on occasion.

Tonight was no different. You and Newt were snuggled up on the couch together, embracing the warmth of the fireplace and each other. You had both decided to stay home for Christmas break as your home village got pretty snowy and rough, and you both shared in the unspoken want for each other. It was the last night of the break, and it just so happened to be the coldest night of the year. You were on the couch discussing the upcoming exams after break when Newt noticed you drifting off to sleep.

“We should get you to bed, dear,” he whispered, lips coming dangerously close to your ear. You only hummed in dissatisfaction and turned over on the couch. He chuckled lightly as he picked you up. He was heading to the girls’ dorms when he heard your voice, barely above a whisper.

“Can we go to your room?”

“Pardon?”, he stopped walking and looked down at you. You buried your head into his arm, scared to meet his gaze. “How do you mean?”

“It’s cold,” you meekly whispered, “I wanna stay with you tonight.”

“Like…” he paused, thinking, “stay in bed with me.”

“Yes, Newtie,” you finally looked at him, and the two of you were sporting matching red cheeks. “Of course, only if you’re okay with it.”

“Absolutely, dear.” He carried you back to his room and laid you down in his bed. He took a step back to admire the sight before him. The love of his life, in his bed, with him soon to be joining her. He turned away before you could notice the giddy grin on his face. “Oh,” he hesitated, realising something previously unnoticed, “you’re still in your robes.”

“Oh, Merlin,” you said, beginning to stand, “let me get my pajamas.” You started to head for the door when his fingers on your arm stopped you.

“Don’t,” he whispered, “take some of mine.” He spoke slowly, carefully, as if scared of rejection.

You chuckled lightly, “thanks, Newtie.” You sat on the bed and waited for him to toss you some pajamas. He brought you some cosy looking plaid pants and a plain top, which you recognised as his absolute favorite. He was already in his pajamas, but had removed his shirt. “No shirt tonight, Scamander?” You let your gaze fall to his pale, toned chest.

“Not when you’re wearing my favorite one,” he quipped. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“‘Course not.” You stood and lifted at the hem of your jumper when you noticed him staring. You shot him a cheeky look as he quickly grew flustered.

“Oh, sorry, um… yep,” he gave a chiding look, presumably at himself, as he turned around.

You were stripped down to just your undergarments as another thought passed through your head, making your heart skip a beat. My best friend, whom I love, is standing two metres away as I’m nearly nude behind him. You chuckled lightly, causing him to startle and turn around.

“Oh, Merlin,” he yelped, quickly covering his eyes. You pulled on the pajama pants, leaving you both in just pants with bare chests, save your bra. He was still frozen in place, your nearly undressed form still in his mind. He felt your fingertips on his hands as you pried them away from his face. His breath hitched when he saw you. “Y/n…” he whispered, not quite sure how to feel.

You felt brave, cupping his face in your hands and pulling him into a deep, loving kiss. He hummed in satisfaction as his hands went to your hips. You felt the warmth radiating off of his as your mouths moved together in perfect harmony. It was the most passionate, heated, and loving kiss and the two of you had no plans of stopping. He tapped your hips, and you jumped up into his arms. Holding you under your bum, he brought you to the bed and laid you down. Continuing to kiss you, he moved down your neck, leaving small hickeys as he went. He got to your bra strap when he looked up at you.

“Not tonight,” you whispered. He nodded as he wormed out from under him and back to where the pajama shirt was. No longer shying away from him, you removed your bra and changed into the top. Missing the warmth and feeling of connection, you quickly rejoined him in the bed.

You placed another chaste kiss on his lips as the two of you got comfortable under the covers. “Y/n,” he whispered once you were settled.

“Hmmm?”

“What was that about?”

You tried to suppress a chuckle. “I’ve been trying to figure out how I feel, Newt. We’ve been growing closer these past months, and I mean closer in a… new way. I love you, Newt; I have always loved you.” You turned in the bed to face him, and he rested a hand on your cheek as one of yours went to his bare chest.

“I love you too, y/n, so much. More than a friend, more than a girlfriend. I’m enthralled by you, dear.” A boyish grin spread across his face as you moved closer. He gave you another deep, loving kiss and pulled you completely on top of him. Your legs entangled as you buried your head in his neck. You could feel him still smiling against your cheek. His arms came to wrap around your middle, hands clasped on your back. Your hands ran up and down his arms, coming to rest up near his shoulders. He placed another kiss on your forehead as he felt your breathing slow. You both drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms, both hoping that the other would never let go.

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Somewhere Only We Know: Alec Hardy x Reader

Warnings: N/A, it’s pretty much a fluff fic

Word Count: ~4.55 K

Sidenote: This is the first fic I’m posting for this blog. It’s just one of many works in progress. It’s loosely based off the song Somewhere Only We Know by Keane. The fic is taking place in the 3rd season timeline for Broadchurch where Alec and his daughter are having their issues. You’re also going to see a softer side of Alec, who only wants to be a good dad and wants someone to love and be loved by. So enjoy everyone! Critique is always appreciated and if you want to be on a taglist (permanent or for a specific character) please let me know. Happy Reading!

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

Detective Inspector Alec Hardy is very hard to get to know. We’ve gone on a few dates over the course of a few months, that’s of course when he’s managed to take some time away from work. I do like the man and I like to think that he likes me too, except he has a hard time showing that. I see his daughter Daisy every day since I’m one of her teachers, so I’ve been trying to get her to spill a few details about her dad without her knowing that’s what I’m doing, but I’m also just trying to be there for her because I know she needs an adult to look up to.

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The bell for the beginning of free period just rang and that happens to be the last period of the day. Daisy stays behind and spends part of her free period with me because as of late there have been a few boys messing with her.

I said, “Dais you want to tell me what’s going on?”

She said, “not really no. Nothing’s changed, they still won’t leave me alone.”

I said, “have you told your dad? He is the DI after all?”

She said, “no. I don’t really see my dad very often. He’s always at work.”

Oh, don’t I know that sweetheart, don’t I know that.

I said, “I’m sorry. I know you wanted to finally have that bond with your dad.”

She said, “yeah. I think I’m going to move back in with my mum.”

Oh, sweet girl don’t do that. I know just how much that will kill Alec because she’s about all he ever talks about when we do see each other.

I said, “I think you should wait on that Daisy.”

She said, “I don’t know if I want to though Ms. Y/L/N.”

I said, “how about this: give it a week. If things don’t seem like they’re getting any better then we’ll talk again okay?”

She said, “I think I can do that. I’m not going to make you any promises though.”

I nodded my head and said, “that’s more than okay. I’m just glad that you will consider it. Now how about we leave early?”

She said, “I’m so ready to go and are you walking me home?”

I said, “that’s what I was thinking to do yes, so that I know you’re safe, and not being ambushed by those guys.”

She said, “oh okay. Yeah let’s go. Thank you though. I’ve never had someone take this much interest in me.”

I said, “oh you darling girl. I’ll always be here for you. You’re my favorite after all.”

She smiled and collected all of her things throwing them into her bag. I did the same. We walked out of the classroom, down the hallway, and exited the building.

As we were walking back to her house, we were stopped by her dad, who must’ve been on his way back to the station.

Alec said, “Dais what’re you doing?”

Daisy said, “oh um hi dad. I’m just walking home with Ms. Y/L/N.”

Alec said, “I see that and Y/N what’re you doing?”

I said, “walking Daisy home Alec.”

Alec said, “and why are you doing that?”

I said, “I will tell you later.”

Daisy gave me a look like please don’t tell him.

Alec said, “why don’t you both get in and I’ll drop you off at home Dais.”

We both got into the car. Daisy got in the backseat, so I was forced to sit in the passenger seat next to Alec. It was like a 5-minute drive to their house, where Alec dropped Daisy off.

Daisy said, “see you tomorrow Ms. Y/L/N and maybe I’ll see you sometime tonight dad” before turning and walking into the house.

Alec turned and looked at me. He said, “where to?”

I said, “take me home?”

He said, “I can do that. Now are you going to tell me what’s going on with Daisy?”

I said, “I don’t know if I can break her trust by telling you.”

He said, “please?”

I said, “if I tell you, you don’t say a word of this to Daisy and just wait for her to tell you these things on her own. Promise?”

He said, “right yes I promise. Just please tell me.”

I said, “basically there’s these guys who have been giving her a real hard time and have photos of her that they’re threatening to leak all over the school. Also, she wants to move back in with her mum.”

Alec said, “you mean to tell me that there’s these boys threatening my daughter with what I’m only assuming are nudes, and she doesn’t even want to live with me anymore.”

I said, “yeah” and looked down at my lap.

He fell silent and just nodded his head. I could tell it was taking everything in him not to break down into tears or go into protective father mode or both.

I looked up and said, “hey Alec look at me.”

He turned and looked at me.

I said, “I’m doing everything in my power to protect your daughter and keep her here with you. Why do you think I was walking her home today? I don’t want anything to happen to her either. She’s a bright girl with a beautiful future ahead of her.”

He said, “thank you. I know I’m not the easiest person to deal with, but I want you to know that I’m trying. I do wish she would feel like I would be there for her and that I’d do anything for her. Also, I’m sorry I haven’t been too engaging with you. We’ve been going on dates for the past few months, but I’ve yet to try and let you in.”

I said, “hey it’s okay. You take as much time as you need okay. I know you’re always caught up with work, so I don’t even mind. If anything, I should hope that you’d spend more time with Daisy than you do with me. She misses you; you know? She’s been staying in my classroom for free period and we’ve had a lot of heart to hearts. I mean today was the first time she ever mentioned she wanted to leave, but that’s not the point. She needs you Alec, and I know you would do anything for her because she’s all you usually want to talk about. I can wait, your job can wait, but I don’t think Daisy can.”

He said, “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but thank you. I will focus more on Daisy, but I also want to focus more on you too.”

I said, “I’m glad that you will focus more on Daisy because you both deserve that. I won’t stop you if you want to focus on me too if that’s what you want” and tried to hide the smile that was appearing on my face with my hand.

He said, “no you don’t. I want to see that pretty smile you have Y/N.” Then he took my hand in his.

We were turning down my street when he took my hand in his, so that I had no way to hide my smile. Alec pulled his car up front of my house a minute or so later.

I said, “well thank you for the ride home Alec.”

He said, “it was my pleasure Y/N. Do you think you’d like to come over to mine later tonight?”

I smirked and said, “that depends Detective Inspector Hardy, are you actually going to get off work at a reasonable time tonight?”

He said, “for you Y/N I think I might.”

Is he actively flirting with me right now?

I said, “well in that case, how could I say no?”

He said, “so should I pick you up on my way home then?”

I said, “yeah and you get to tell Daisy what I’m doing there.”

He said, “ugh okay I’ll go back home quick and explain everything and see if she’ll talk to me before I go back to work. I’ll see you later tonight then?”

I said, “it’s a date.”

Then I climbed out of the car and walked around his car so that I could walk into my house. I stopped in front of Alec’s rolled down window first. I leaned in and kissed him. The look of shock was so worth it when I pulled away.

I said, “bye Alec.”

He said, “until later Y/N.”

I walked away from his car and into my house.

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Is this the place we used to love?

Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

It was about 6 hours later when I saw Alec pull up outside my house. It’s almost 10 o’clock. Damn he did get off relatively early for him. He got out of his car and walked up to my front door. I opened it before he could knock.

I said, “10 o’clock that’s fairly early for you there DI Hardy.”

He said, “yes, it is. Can I come in?”

I said, “yeah of course. Come on in.”

I moved out of the way, so he could walk into the house. I closed the door behind him. He walked into the front room and sat on the sofa. I went and sat down next to him.

I said, “I thought we were going round yours?”

He said, “yeah we are, I just wanted to talk to you before we do.”

I said, “okay?”

He said, “so I went back home and talked to Daisy after I dropped you off.”

I said, “mhm. How’d that go?”

He said, “not so great.”

I said, “what went wrong?”

He said, “she bought herself a train ticket, so she could move back in with her mum.”

I said, “she did what!? I told her to give it a week and see if things would get better between you two.”

He said, “yeah that didn’t happen. Miller told me to just rip Daisy’s ticket up and tell her that there’s no way she’s leaving.”

I said, “that’s not a bad idea. Ellie’s pretty smart, but if you don’t do it, I definitely will.”

He said, “I’ll give it a couple of days because the ticket isn’t for another week.”

I said, “that’s fair.”

He said, “I also told her about us.”

Just great, now I doubt she’ll trust me as much.

I said, “oh and that went over how?”

He said, “she was actually okay with it. I think she thinks you’ll be good for me.”

I said, “well I’d like to think I would be good for you too.”

He said, “you are probably too good for me, but I’m going to be a bit selfish and keep you.”

I said, “I don’t think I’m too good for you. I think I’m just the right amount of good for you. And from what I’ve heard when aren’t you selfish there Alec?”

He said, “really? That’s how you want to play this then” before pulling me into his side.

I never knew he could be this playful, but I really like this side of him.

I said, “so when are we going to yours?”

He said, “whenever you want to. Just know I’m keeping you overnight, so bring a change of clothes.”

I said, “now when did I agree to this Mr. Hardy?”

I couldn’t help but laugh at some of his facial expressions when he was thinking up an answer.

He said, “alright you win. Would you like to stay over at mine tonight Y/N?”

I said, “yeah I really would.”

He said, “good. Go get your stuff then.”

I said, “yep still bossy.”

He said, “will you please go get your stuff, so we can go back to mine?”

I said, “I was just teasing you, but yes I’ll go get my stuff when you decide you want to let me go.”

He said, “I think I’m just going to hold on to you for a little bit longer and then I’ll let you go.”

I said, “or you could let me get up and get my stuff, we go round yours, and you can hold me for longer.”

He said, “that’s actually a better idea” and let me out of his arms.

I got up off my sofa and walked into my bedroom to grab the clothes I was planning to wear to school tomorrow. Once I had gotten my things together, I went back out into my living room, where Alec was still sitting on the sofa.

I said, “alright, I’m ready lets go.”

Alec got up off my sofa and walked over towards me.

He said, “you got everything?”

I said, “yep.”

He said, “well alright. Lets go.”

Alec walked out the front door. I made sure to shut any and all lights off and lock up the door, before making my way to his car. Alec was leaning up against it, just looking at me.”

I said, “what?”

He said, “nothing Y/N. It’s just you are stunning.”

I just shook my head and said, “you’re not so bad yourself there Alec.”

He had the audacity to look shocked and said, “the cheek.”

I knew the look he was giving me was fake, so I laughed and said, “you’ll get used to it.”

He said, “that I will Y/N.”

I smiled and walked around the car to get into the passenger seat. I threw my bag into the back and then fastened myself in the passenger seat. Alec got himself situated in the driver’s seat before driving us to his place.

The car ride was quiet save for the radio playing in the background. Alec did take my hand in his though when he was driving. He’s really trying to make an effort and I like that.

When we got to his place, Alec shut the car off. He let go of my hand and got out of the car. He walked around the car and opened the passenger door for me. Okay that’s new, but I’m not going to complain. He also got my bag out of the back for me, and took my hand again as we walked into his house.

Alec showed me around his house for the most part. Daisy’s room wasn’t included for the fact that she was already asleep. He took me into his room. I set my bag down on the floor next to his bed.

He said, “if you want to change into something more comfortable and then come back in here, we’re just going to be laying here and watching some telly if that’s okay.”

I said, “that sounds good to me, but I um forgot to bring something comfortable to change into. I just brought the clothes I would need to go to work tomorrow.”

He said, “oh! Well do you want to borrow something of mine?”

I said, “I don’t want to inconvenience you.”

He said, “no I insist. I don’t want you to have to sleep in your work clothes. I definitely do it too often, so I know how uncomfortable it is.”

I said, “well then sure, if you don’t mind.”

He said, “of course. Just hold on a second.”

Alec went over to his wardrobe and pulled out two pairs of sleep pants and some old t-shirt. He walked back over to me and handed me the t-shirt and a pair of sleep pants.

I said, “thank you.”

He said, “you’re welcome. You don’t mind that I don’t sleep with a shirt on do you?”

I said, “no that’s perfectly fine by me.”

He said, “alright good. I’m going to go ahead and change now.”

I nodded my head in understanding. I’m not going to go change in the other room. I’m not ashamed in the slightest of my body or anything like that.

I look over at Alec and he’s already out of his suit jacket and shirt. He was in the process of taking his tie off. I went ahead and pulled my cardigan off before then taking my blouse off. I noticed Alec staring. I just blushed and slipped his t-shirt on before focusing back on Alec. He kicked off his shoes and socks, and was sliding his trousers down his legs.

Damn he has a really nice body. I slid my jeans down and contemplated putting Alec’s sleep pants on. Alec pulled his sleep pants up over those ridiculously long legs and then went to lay on his bed. I’m going to skip the pants, I think. I went and climbed onto Alec’s bed next to him.

He said, “didn’t want to wear the pants?”

I said, “I usually don’t wear sleep pants to bed, so I really didn’t want to put them on. If it makes you uncomfortable though, I can go put them on.”

He said, “I don’t mind, as long as you’re comfortable.”

I said, “I’m very comfortable. Thank you.”

He said, “good. Do you have any preference to what we watch on the telly?”

I said, “no. You can pick because I’m not sure I’m going to stay awake once it’s on.”

He said, “alright. I’ll put something that we both won’t actually need to pay attention to on.”

I said, “that’s perfect. Now I was promised more holding once we got here Alec.”

He said, “let me turn the telly on and then I’ll hold you for as long as you’d like.”

I said, “don’t tempt me.”

He just smiled and turned the telly on. A rerun of Top Gear was on, so he just left it on. Alec turned the volume down on the telly though. Then he placed the remote on his bedside table next to where his glasses sat. He opened his arms for me to scoot into. I moved so that I was laying in his arms. My head was on his chest and his arms were wrapped around me. It definitely won’t take long for me to fall asleep like this.

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And if you have a minute why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

It’s been a couple of days since I’ve spent the night at Alec’s. He’s been really attentive to not only me, but to Daisy. I really like how Alec is choosing to let me into his life more. I knew there was an awesome guy under that hard exterior.

Alec had texted me earlier this morning and said he was going to stop by the school on my lunch break because he wanted to talk to me. I don’t know if I should be concerned or not.

It was just after 12 o’clock when my lunch break was set to begin. Alec texted me saying he was outside, so I walked out of the building. I saw his car and he was leaning against it. Honestly what a sight to see. I walked over to his car.

Alec said, “good afternoon Y/N.”

I said, “good afternoon Alec. What did you want to talk to me about?”

He said, “get in the car and we’ll talk.”

I said, “you know that doesn’t sound too promising.”

He said, “I promise it’s nothing bad. I just want to give us some privacy.”

I said, “okay I’ll get in the car.”

I walked around the car and got into the passenger seat. Alec climbed back into the driver’s seat.

Alec said, “so I talked to Daisy this morning.”

I said, “and how did that go?”

He said, “well I managed to get her to tell me what was going on with those boys, but then we saw them when I was driving her here this morning.”

I said, “let me guess, she told you not to stop, but you did anyway. Then you threatened them?”

He said, “I knew there was a reason I liked you. Yes, that’s exactly what I did and the boys didn’t like it too well especially because I’m the police, but I’m a dad first. They had it coming though and if they keep messing with my Dais I’ll cut their pricks off.”

I said, “good for you Alec. I’m proud of you and I almost wish I could’ve been there to witness it because I’d love to have given them a piece of my mind too. Well that and because I think you look mighty attractive when you’re angry, not more than you usually do of course, it’s just different.”

He said, “Thank you Y/N. Anyways when I got back in the car after confronting them, Daisy wasn’t too happy with me, but at the same time she was because she knows I’m not going to let anything happen to her. Then I asked her for her train ticket, which she gave me, and then I ripped it into many small pieces.”

I said, “good on you love. It’s better for both you and Daisy if she stays here. You’re finally putting her first and I’m sure even if she doesn’t show it, she appreciates all that you’re doing for her.”

He said, “yes you’re right, but I can’t thank you enough for all you’ve done for Daisy too. You’ve been there for her since she moved here with me, and you’ve always stayed objective not letting our relationship get in the way of doing what you could for Daisy.”

I said, “well thank you. I would do anything for Daisy. She is a sweet girl, who’s been having a rough time, and I can completely relate to her. Also, what relationship of ours would that be Alec?”

He said, “oh don’t make me say it.”

I said, “come on Alec. You know you want to and I know I want you to.”

He said, “well even though I unofficially considered you my girlfriend, would you be mine?”

I said, “yes I would Alec. I unofficially was considering you my boyfriend too just for your information. All I wanted was for you to say it aloud because then I knew it was for sure a real thing and I wasn’t getting my hopes up.”

He said, “after the other night there was no doubt in my mind that I wanted to be with you even if I am difficult to be with and I’m not the best at opening up.”

I said, “you know that never bothered me. I’m willing to give you as much time as you could possibly need, especially with the job you have because I know how hard opening up is. We’ve got a way to go jointly with opening up, but I have no worries that we’ll get there in time.”

He said, “I don’t deserve you and everything you’ve done for me and mine, but I’m definitely keeping you.”

I said, “it’s a good thing I’m keeping you too then huh?”

He laughed and took my hand in his. Then my phone dinged. I checked it and it was a text from Daisy.

I said, “Alec, your daughter can see us and she says she’s ‘ill’ and wants to go home.”

He said, “since when does my daughter text you? Also tell her that I know she’s faking it, but it’s fine I’ll give her a ride home before I go back to work.”

I said, “Daisy texts me whenever she wants to or whenever she needs someone to talk to. I gave her my number ages ago. Alright I’ll tell her to get her arse out here then after she goes and signs herself out.”

He said, “you want to take the rest of the day off?”

I said, “and how am I going to do that Mr. Hardy?”

He said, “I’ll just say I need you down at the station for questioning about a case, that doesn’t actually exist, and you can come over to my place and well spend time with Daisy and me.”

I said, “so you’re going to take the rest of the day off too then if I say yes.”

He said, “yes because the both of us have been working too hard and need a good half day.”

I said, “and how would you get away with that?”

He said, “I’ll put Miller in charge and say that I’m needed at home because Daisy is sick.”

I said, “and the school thinks Daisy is sick, so it would be believable. Also, Ellie is the best and will see right through it, but yeah alright I’ll take the rest of the day off.”

He said, “great. Well I’m going to go inside and talk to the administration, but also grab Daisy and tell her you’re coming over to spend time with us. You go get your stuff and meet me outside of the office.”

I said, “sounds like a plan.”

Alec leaned across the console and kissed me.

Oh, okay yeah that was nice, a bit unexpected, but definitely nice. I blinked in surprise, but I kissed him back. We pulled away though after a few moments and we got out of the car. We walked into the building and went our separate directions. I walked to my classroom and grabbed my things, thanking god it was nearing the end of the lunch period, so my room was still clear of students. After grabbing my things, I made my way back towards the office.

As I was nearing the office, I saw Alec and Daisy waiting for me. Alec was on the phone and Daisy was smiling at me. I stuck my tongue out at Daisy and she laughed. Alec noticed and rolled his eyes. Some things never change. I walked over to them and all 3 of us walked out of the building and towards Alec’s car.

Daisy said, “so you’re really taking the rest of the day off to spend time with me and dad?”

I said, “yes I am. It seemed none of us wanted to finish our day doing what we’re supposed to be doing.”

She said, “yeah you’re right.”

Alec finally hung up the phone.

He said, “I just got off the phone with Miller. She’s taking over for the rest of the day. Now, Y/N the administration knows you’re done for today and they didn’t question it. Also, Dais you’re going home and you’re not leaving the house to keep up the idea that you’re ill.”

Daisy said, “whatever you say dad.”

I said, “okay.”

Alec said, “don’t give me that cheek Daisy.”

She rolled her eyes. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. Then we reached the car. I got in the passenger seat, Daisy got in the back, and Alec got in the driver’s seat. Alec pulled out of the car park once we were all situated and we were off to their place. I’m going to have to get used to being there because I know that’s about to be where I spend a lot of my time outside of the school.

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It’s nice that I have the opportunity to be integrated into this little family and for that I’m going to be forever thankful. It’s going to take time for all of the kinks to get worked on and out, but I’m happy. The future is going to go somewhere only we know.

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