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janeyseymour · 2 months

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Personal and Professional- pt 3

Part 1. Part 2.

An anon asked for this! There's a backyard barbecue being held, and you're a bit hesitant because no one has seen you as the alternative woman that you are outside of school. They also don't know about you and Melissa.

WC: ~2.3k

Janine is organizing a backyard barbecue at Barbara’s house for the Abbott crew- and you are less than thrilled to be excited. It’s not that you don’t like your work crew, because that isn’t true; you’re dating one of them. It’s that you really would rather not have everyone commenting on your body and your… tasteful markings.

“C’mon, hun,” Melissa says softly as she lays with you that night. “I think it’ll be fun to let our hair down.”

“I really would rather not,” you sigh. “No one knows about my tattoos, and no one knows about us.”

“The tattoos aren’t a big deal- I think they’ll like to see that you aren’t as buttoned up as you like to play. And they don’t have to find out about us,” she smirks. “I can keep my eyes and my hands to myself when I want to- just like I do at school.”

“You came into my room today and ate me out during prep because you were too horny to focus on grading your kids’ last assignments,” you tell her.

“It takes two to tango,” she shrugs. “It was good though, wasn’t it?”

You push her off of you. “Shut up.”

“All I’m saying is, I can control myself if that’s what you’re worried about for this barbecue,” your girlfriend tells you.

So begrudgingly, you find yourself at this barbecue for the fourth of July. The redhead and you drive separately so as not to give anything away, and you arrive there far too quickly. When you pull up to the kindergarten teacher’s house, you’re impressed. You can smell the food cooking, you hear the music playing from the backyard, and you can hear your boisterous girlfriend already laughing it up with her work wife. You head into the fenced area after taking a deep breath.

“About damn time!” Melissa teases you as she winks from the pool. “I was starting to think you weren’t gonna show!”

She’s saying this to you playfully, but she really was worried you weren’t going to pull up to the party, especially since you’re arriving an hour later than her.

“I’m here, I’m here,” you chuckle nervously as you wrap your thin cardigan around your body subconsciously.

“Well what are you waiting for?” the redhead heckles you. “Grab a drink, and come on in!”

You know she absolutely loves to see you in your bathing suit, and she’s going to drool when she sees the tattoos that dance around your hips and ribcage. She won’t be able to contain herself.

“I’m actually good right now,” you chuckle. “But I’ll grab a drink. Mel, you want anything?”

“Just another beer,” she tells you.

Everyone else looks at you like you’re crazy for only asking the redhead. “Uh… anyone else?”

And that’s how you essentially become beer girl for the day. Finally, Barb has had enough.

“For the love of all things holy, Y/N,” she throws her arms in the air. “Let loose a little and show some skin! You have to dying in all those clothes!”

“I’m really okay,” you say softly as you wipe a bit of sweat from your brow.

“Sweetheart, if this is about body insecurities,” the kindergarten teacher tells you, although her words are a bit slurred at this point. “No one is going to care what you look like in a swimsuit.”

“I bet yo’ tasty ass looks a lot better in a bikini than it does in all your buttoned up outfits that match Barbara’s energy,” Ava comments.

“I’m not always buttoned up,” you roll your eyes. “I just like to maintain some sense of professionalism when I’m with coworkers.”

“You think we give a shit about professionalism?” your boss smirks. “I go out clubbin’ every weekend and see half the Abbott parents out too. Janine and Greg were out at a hookah bar and were grinding up on each other. I’ve seen Barb and Melissa get absolutely hammered at PECSA!”

“And I am known to have a few too many aperol spritzes from time to time!” Jacob cuts in.

“Come on, baby boo, show us what youse made of!” Ava goads you.

You take a deep breath before opening your eyes again. “You really wanna see what I look like outside of school?”

Melissa’s eyes widen and her brows creep up her face. You don’t shed any clothing, not yet- but you do open your bag and pull out your different jewelry. You expertly take out the clear stud in your nose to exchange it for a hoop. Your earrings are all put in. Even though it’s just a small change, you look like an entirely different person to them- all except Melissa, who loves seeing you like this. She licks her lips subconsciously.

“Damn!” Ava grins. “We got ourselves a hot little alt girl!”

You roll your eyes at that comment. “Give me a few minutes to go change, and I’ll come in the pool.”

The hostess gives you directions as to where the bathroom is, and you thank her before heading inside to change. You do before throwing your big ripped up band t-shirt overtop of your figure. If you’re going to stun them all, you might as well go all out. You tie your hair up into one of your messier buns before making sure that your ‘slut strands’ (because that’s apparently what the baby hairs that don’t make it into the bun are called) look as though they’re supposed to be there before heading back outside.

Your secret girlfriend’s eyes go wide as you make your way into the fenced in area. You swear you see the smallest droplet of drool escape her mouth as her eyes stay trained on you.

“Happy?” you ask your work friends.

“We’d be happier if you took off the hot t-shirt,” the principal smirks as she sips her seltzer.

With a roll of your eyes, you peel off the shirt, revealing all of the tattoos that you have.

“You have tattoos?” Janine is mesmerized.

You shrug as you slowly start to make your way into the pool. “Young Y/N mistakes.”

“They look amazing though! I’ve always wanted a tattoo, but I’m too scared that it’ll hurt or get infected or that I’ll-”

“You just have to find something that means something to you and brace yourself. And then it’s just simple aftercare. Not too bad at all.”

“Are we really gonna ignore the fact that our good little teacher is secretly an alternative hottie with a body?” Ava gestures to you wildly. “Like, damn girl. I knew you were fit, but I didn’t know you was gonna look like-”

“Enough,” you cut her off as you grab a float and situate yourself on it. You push yourself so that you’re close to Melissa, and she hangs off of your raft. “I don’t need my boss objectifying me.”

But she doesn’t get the hint- she never really does. And you can see the way that your girlfriend is getting more and more aggravated. Silently, you nudge her with your foot and shoot her a look, telling her to cool it.

You spend the afternoon in the pool before it’s time to start cooking some more food. Gerald comes out to take everyone’s orders, but you absolutely insist on helping to cook with him. It only seems right since they’re hosting, and you quite like to barbecue.

So you climb out of the pool. You can practically feel Ava’s eyes on you as your sun kissed skin glows. You wrap your towel around your body, and she’s immediately booing.

“Show that body, girl!” she tells you.

“I’m going to be grilling,” you roll your eyes. “I ain’t trying to barbecue myself.”

When you’ve deemed that you’re dry enough thanks to the sun still out and your closeness to the grill, you unwrap yourself from the towel. Ava cheers. Why is she always around? Her applause quickly dies though when you reach for your t-shirt and pull it over your head.

You continue to help Barbara’s husband, making small talk with him, when he asks you something that entirely throws you for a loop.

“So, you and Melissa?”

You look at him as though he has four heads. “What about it?”

“The two of you together or what?”

“What are you talking about?” you feign shock.

“I see the way she stares at you,” he shrugs. “And not the way that Ava is… there’s something there, even if you don’t know it yet.”

“I think you’re crazy,” you lie through your teeth.

“Barb thinks there’s something there too,” he tuts. “And that was before you revealed yourself to be little miss alt girl. Funnily enough, that’s exactly Melissa’s type.”

You roll your eyes. “We’re coworkers.”

“That ain’t stopping your boss from flirting with you,” he chuckles. “All I’m sayin is-”

“Is the food almost ready yet?” Melissa calls from her place in the pool. “And will you grab me another beer, hun?”

You don’t make a move, and Gerald laughs. “She ain’t callin’ me ‘hun’. That one’s all you.”

“Almost,” you call back. “And you just want another Yuengling?”

“Please!”

You grab the beverage, opening it up for her before making your way back towards the pool. She’s in the middle though, so you peel your shirt off again and make your way in to deliver it her.

“Body-ody-ody-ody-” the principal starts dancing, making quite a few splashes in the water.

“Ava!” Barbara tuts.

You roll your eyes as you climb back out of the pool and make your way back over to the grill, not wanting to hear how your boss will respond to being scolded.

Dinner is wonderful, it’s cleaned up, and then you find yourself back in the pool as the sun starts to go down and the moon starts to rise. Gerald comes out to light up the tikis that they have around the outside, and he waves.

“Alrighty, I’m heading in for the night, but it was wonderful to see you all again.”

“Thank you, dear,” Barbara blows him a kiss.

That leaves you and the rest of the Abbott crew to spend some time in the moonlight together. Somehow, the conversation leads to you and the less professional side that you’ve now shown them.

“So, when did you get your first tattoo?” Janine asks you.

“Three days after I turned eighteen,” you laugh as you float alongside your girlfriend. “Got my nose pierced the first weekend I went to college. My mom was so pissed.”

“Why?” Barbara of all people asks. “It’s an expression.”

“She hates them,” you roll your eyes. “Told me if I got tattoos and a nose ring, she’d kick me out of the house… she never did.”

Melissa chuckles. “Sounds like-”

“Sounds like what, Melissa?” Barb cuts her off with a raised eyebrow.

“Sounds like our generation,” your girlfriend states quickly. She’s thankful it’s dim, or everyone would’ve seen the panicked look on her face.

“Who carees?” Ava asks. “It’s fuckin’ hot. If I had known that you were hiding all of that under your stuffy attire, damn… I would’ve been hitting on you way more.”

“Which is why I wear what I wear at school,” you deadpan.

“I mean, really… my boyfriend and I would love to-”

“Enough,” your girlfriend practically hisses.

The entire crew looks to the redhead. “What’s got your panties in such a twist?”

“Just shut up. Stop talking about her like that,” Melissa tells your group. “Or else.”

“Or else what, Melissa?” Ava presses.

“Or else you’re gonna have to deal with Y/N’s girlfriend,” the redhead snaps. “Who just so happens to be me.”

You press your lips together in a fine line as you look anywhere but where your friends are floating around the pool.

They all immediately start questioning both you and the second grade teacher.

“What do you mean she’s your girlfriend?” a chorus of voices ask.

Only Barbara smirks. “I knew it.”

Melissa looks to you as she pulls you and your float in tight. “That’s right. Y/N is my girl, and y’all better stop ogling her before I throw youse in with the wolves at the zoo.”

“Mel,” you roll your eyes at her threat.

“I’m serious!” she hisses as she points a finger at Ava. “I know a guy who can make it happen, and I won’t hesitate to use him if you don’t stop drooling over my girl!”

“Since when has this been a thing?” Jacob asks. “If I had known you swung that way, Mel Mel… we would’ve been at Woody’s this whole time!”

“And that is why no one knew,” she rolls her eyes. “I’m past my days at Woody’s.”

“Well what about you, Y/N?” the middle school teacher asks. “You and me? Woody’s?”

“In your dreams, Hill,” you tease. “Maybe a more low key gay bar though.”

“So, when did this come about?” Barbara asks, quite interested. “I’ve been telling Melissa to go after you since you sauntered your way in- and that was before I knew you were a little alt girl- exactly her type.”

“Caught her at the grocery store one day,” Melissa shrugs. “We went out the next Monday… been together since.”

“It’s been, what? Four months?”

“Four months, two weeks, six days,” the redhead says casually. “And enjoying every moment of it.”

“Good on you,” Barbara cheers as she holds her drink in the air.

“So stop all your flirting with my girl, or there will be hell to pay, and I’ll make it look like it was an accident,” Melissa pointedly tells the group.

Ava puts her hands in the air in surrender before pursing her lips together. “What if both of you-”

“Ava!”

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morgana-larkin · 14 days

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As promised, part 2 of ‘Mine’, and you might have noticed that I ended it perfectly for a possible part 3…

It’s a little late since I’ve been extremely busy past couple of days but I’m getting back to your requests. I got 9 to do and the 2 Chessy fics are out under Chessy x reader if you want to check them out. I’m still taking requests for both Melissa and Chessy but please be patient if you send one, it might take a few days to a week before I get to it. Not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

Mine - Part 2

Warnings: LOTS of fluff

Words: 4.3k

You stayed home with little Mel (as you both like to call her) for 7 months until the new school year started. In those 4 months that Melissa had to go to work, you took care of little Mel during the day, Melissa would take care of her during the evening, and you both took turns at night.

One day both you and the baby got sick and Melissa stayed home to take care of both of you. She might have complained a little bit but she secretly liked taking care of you both.

In the evenings were her favourite moments of the day. Where she got home, got to be near you again and take care of little Mel. She particularly enjoyed holding Amelia and just looking at her as she slept in her arms. She always put her in her little rocking chair and on the counter next to the stove while she cooked and gave her a bottle at the same time. Amelia breastfed during the day when you took care of her but then had bottles when Melissa came home.

One day Melissa came home to you sleeping on the couch and Amelia in her rocking chair beside the couch on the coffee table. She decided not to wake you up and just took Amelia immediately. You woke up and got scared when she wasn’t where you left her until you heard giggling from the kitchen. You entered the kitchen and what you saw warmed your heart. Amelia was in Melissa’s arms, playing peek-a-boo with her and Amelia was giggling while Melissa had a huge smile. You knew she would be a great mom, especially with how great she is with her students. You put a hand over your heart and just watched them. After a minute Melissa noticed you and smiled at you. “Hey, Amore. Saw you asleep on the couch so I just took the little Tesoro and let you sleep.” She told you.

“Ya I realised when I woke up and she was gone.” You said and made your way beside her and gave her a side hug as Amelia was in her arms. You both looked at Amelia who was smiling at both of you. She was 5 months right now and starting to babble but hasn’t said any words yet, just sounds, until now.

“Ma” she said and you both looked at her with wide eyes and then at each other.

“Did she…just say her first word?” Melissa asked you and you nodded. Melissa let a tear slip down her face and you gave her another side hug. “I know she doesn’t know what she’s saying yet but it’s still heartwarming to hear.” Melissa said as she began to cry.

“I know, baby. You can cry. Do you want me to take Amelia for a minute?” You asked and she nodded and handed her to you. She then proceeded to wipe away her tears and then kissed you and Amelia on the forehead.

She kept crying and went to go find Kleenex and that’s when you decided to FaceTime Barb.

“Hey y/n, what’s up?” She asked as she picked up.

“I think Melissa is having a breakdown since Amelia said her first word and it was Ma.” You told her.

“She did? Oh that’s wonderful. I’m talking about Amelia not Melissa.” She told you and you laughed. “Why don’t you hand the phone over to Melissa and I’ll talk to her.”

“Alright, Melissa? Baby?” You called her and went out into the living room to find her sitting on the couch and trying to stop crying. “Melissa , here, talk to Barb.” You told her and she took the phone.

“Hi Barb.” She said and wiped a few tears away.

“Hi sweetheart, y/n told me that Amelia said her first word.” She said to Melissa and Melissa nodded.

“Ya, and it was Ma.” She told her and then you proceeded to give them some privacy and went into the kitchen to get a bottle for Amelia.

Melissa came into the kitchen a few minutes later and she had stopped crying.

“Hey Amore.” She said and gave you your phone back.

“Hey Melissa, feeling better?” You asked and she nodded as you grabbed your phone and put it in your pocket.

Melissa looks at Amelia with so much love and rubs her head and runs her fingers through her ginger hair. Melissa then proceeds to place kisses all over Amelia’s face and she giggles. Melissa then blows a raspberry on her stomach and Amelia giggles more and squirms a bit. Melissa touches hands with Amelia and Amelia grabs her finger and doesn’t let go.

“How about you go sit on the couch and I’ll watch over her and make supper?” She says and you nod.

“If you’re feeling up for it.” You tell her and she nods. You hand Amelia over to her and then you leave the kitchen after casting a glance at them.

The two of you spend all summer break together, and taking Amelia out to the park often to meet other babies her age. Amelia starts to crawl around at 6 months old and babbles more and more.

At 7 months old Amelia stood up with help from Melissa and she was shocked and spun Amelia around in the air. You walked in on this and wondered what made her so happy.

“Hey, what made you so happy?” You ask her with a smile.

“Little Mel here stood up, with assistance but she still did it!” Melissa said and you smiled.

“Aw, did she really?!?” You asked and she nodded.

3 days before school started Melissa was freaking out. Amelia was in her playpen, Melissa was pacing back and forth and you were trying to calm her down.

“I mean what if the other children don’t like her? What if they make fun of her or exclude her from the group?” She was saying.

“Melissa, relax, it’s daycare. They said that they always make sure everyone is included.” You told her.

Amelia was starting daycare while both of you go back to work for the new school year, and Melissa wasn’t dealing with it well.

“What if something goes wrong or what if she thinks we’re abandoning her?” Melissa says with a pout.

“Honestly, she’s 8 months old, she probably won’t notice we’re gone.” You told her.

“That doesn’t exactly make me feel better.” She says and you see her whole body deflate as she blows a big breath out.

“Look, I’m nervous too. I’ve never been away from her for 8 hours before.” You say. “But a lot of babies go to daycare and they turn out fine. I mean I went to daycare at 6 months old and look at me now.” You tell her.

“You did turn out great.” She says and grabs your waist and looks at your face with a smile.

“And I have a great relationship with my parents. I don’t feel abandoned at all by them.” You add and she places her forehead on yours. “Now come on, let’s spend these last few days with Amelia before school and daycare starts.” You tell her, and you guys do exactly just that.

On the first day, Melissa was freaking out again. You understand why, Melissa became a mom later in her life while you just started in your 30’s. Melissa doesn’t want anything to mess up or ruin the life she has now and she’s terrified of that happening.

You end up packing the rest of the stuff in the bag for Amelia while Melissa was holding and hugging her daughter and telling her that her mom’s still love her. You rolled your eyes with a smile at her actions but didn’t stop her. When you had to leave to drop her off at daycare you drove there, afraid that Melissa might turn the car around and drive back home.

At daycare, Melissa was basically inspecting the place that Amelia will be all day. The teacher looked at you weirdly but you waved it off.

“I would just let her, she’s freaking out and if this makes her feel better than I’d just let her, or else she’ll never leave.” You tell the teacher and she nods her head, probably used to first time parents freaking out.

You gave the bag to the teacher and started to list off a few things that would help them with Amelia.

“We’ll take great care of Amelia.” She tells you guys and you practically have to drag Melissa out of there to get to work.

Melissa fidgets with her fingers for most of the drive to Abbott from the daycare. You end up playing a song from your Spotify playlist and turn it up and start singing the song.

“Oh Mickey you’re so fine, you’re so fine, you blow my mind, hey mickey!” You sung and Melissa looks at you while singing and smiles. It was one of the songs that you danced with her at your wedding and sung it while dancing. She starts laughing at you when you keep singing and start being crazy with it and you start dancing a little. “You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand.”

The song ended when you pulled up to the school and the next song lollipop by Mika started, you let it keep playing while you two walked in and you started dancing when you were inside. You eventually took her hands and started to get her to dance with you in the front entrance. You know whatever song will play next, you’ll just wing it. You’re trying to keep Melissa distracted (and yourself) as much as possible. Barb walked in the front doors while the next song started and the song that started playing was Ride by Sir Mix-A-Lot.

“I might get banned but I still like butts.” You say and shake your butt a bit and she laughed. You dance with her all the way to the break room and Barb laughs a bit as she watches you. “I wanna ride, Ride, Ride, can I ride Baby.” You say as you enter the break room and everyone turns to you. Ava smiles and starts rapping the song while you keep dancing with Melissa and Janine and Jacob join in and have a little dance party in the break room. When the song ends, Melissa hugs you, breathing a bit faster from dancing. You pause the music and then you guys go to sit down. “Thx for joining in you guys, literally no questions needed.” You joke with them and they laugh.

“Girl, when you play a song like that, I don’t need to ask questions.” Ava says and you laugh.

“Y/n is trying to distract me because apparently I was a little nervous this morning since Amelia started daycare.” Melissa says and you give her ‘really’ look. “What?”

“A little? Mel, you were having a full on meltdown.” You say and she scoffs.

“I was not.”

“You were.”

“Was not.”

“Were too.” You counter and Melissa pouts, she knows that you’ll just win the little argument in the end so might as well just fold now.

You both sit down and Melissa sighs. “Mia Amore?” She says and you look at her.

“Ya Mel?” You reply.

“I miss her and I’m scared.” She admits and she looks defeated.

You get up and go to stand behind her and give her a hug and she leans into your touch. “I know my love.” And you give her a kiss on the top of her head. You keep her comforted as much as possible until you all have to go to the gym to begin development week. “Look, I’ll be right across the hall from you, so if you need me, then come by whenever you need too.” You tell her as you both walk to the gym, hand in hand. She nods to you and you take a small breath of relief, you’re trying to keep it together yourself while also comforting your wife but you hope you don’t reach a breaking point that you feel is fast approaching. During the welcome back assembly, Mel is laying her head on your shoulder and you rub her arm.

After the assembly you give Melissa a small kiss on the lips and then remind her she can visit your classroom whenever she needs you. And she does, 30 minutes later she comes by with a knock on your door.

“Hey Mel, what’s up?” You tell her as you’re writing a ‘welcome back’ message on your boards.

“What would you be doing with Amelia around this time?” She asks you.

“Well let’s see, it's 10 o’clock, so feeding her. Then putting her down for her afternoon nap.” You tell her and you become upset at that. She would be in your arms or in her high chair, sipping on a bottle. During the summer, you switched her to bottle feeding and some liquid food except for right before bed when you’d breastfeed her. As upset as Melissa is, as soon as she sees the tears in your eyes, she’s immediately at your side, comforting you. “I’ve been trying so hard all morning to not break down and to comfort you but I miss her too.” You tell her and start crying in her arms.

“Amore, you don’t have to be strong for both of us. We could cry together.” She says and you laugh a bit at that.

“One of us has to be strong though or else we would have never brought her to daycare. I would have just taken another year off to stay at home with her.” You tell her.

“I guess you’re right there.” She tells you. “We danced to music this morning together, maybe we should do that again.” She offers and you look up at her at that. You give her your phone and she opens your Spotify, she’s scrolling through your songs until she sees the one she wants and clicks on it. You immediately recognize it, 9 to 5 by Dolly Parton. “Tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen.” She begins and leads you out to the front of the classroom near your desk. “The folks like me on the job from 9 to 5. Ready?” She asks and you nod. “Workin’ 9 to 5! What a way to make livin’! Barely gettin’ by, it’s all takin’ and no givin’!” She sings the chorus while dancing with you.

You sing the next chorus with her with a smile on your face. She spins you around a few times during the chorus and you do the same to her. When the next song comes on she immediately snaps twice after the first word. “Jitterbug” snaps twice and repeats two more times.

“You put the boom boom into my heart.” She starts singing and spins you. “Left me sleeping in my bed, I was dreaming but it should have been with you instead!”

“WAKE ME UP BEFORE YOU GO-GO! DON’T LEAVE ME HANGING ON LIKE A YO-YO!!” You both sing and dance. And little by little you both feel better.

After the song ends, you bring her in for a hug. You stay like for a minute before she parts back to her class, but not before she says to you, “You know if you need me, I’m right across the hall.” She tells you with a smile, remembering what you said to her earlier and you nod.

At lunchtime you head to the break room and see Melissa and Barb at their usual table. Difference is Melissa has her head on her arms that are on the table, and she keeps banging her head on her arms gently. You walk up and grab her forehead when she goes to bang it again and force her to look up.

“Hey Amore.” She says with puppy dog eyes and the best innocent smile she can do.

“Rough morning?” You ask and let go of her forehead and sit down. Melissa always used to bring your lunch out and it seems she resumed doing that.

“You already know the answer to that.” She says with a pout.

“It’s the first day, I’m sure it gets better.” You tell her and look at Barb for confirmation since she has a daughter.

“It does get better. I know why you’re upset Melissa. I know you’ve always wanted a child and you gave up on that when you thought it was too late and now that it’s real, you’re scared of losing her. But daycare is safe, the teachers there do it every year like we do. And y/n, I know you spent 8 months at home with her and now you’re separated from her. But after a little bit, you guys will begin to appreciate the time to yourselves.” Barb says to both of you.

“Barb is right Melissa.” You tell her and she looks at you. You both go to eat your lunches and then carry on the rest of the day.

After you guys can leave, Melissa pretty much drags you out and to the car. Again, you drive, afraid Melissa might take the street rules as suggestions. You get to the daycare and Melissa bolts out of the car before you even turn the car off. You have to run to catch up to her after turning the car off and getting out and locking the car.

You get inside and as soon as Melissa sees Amelia, she runs to her, picks her up and hugs her. “Hi my little Tesoro.” She tells her and pulls away to look at her face. Amelia looks at her and brings her right hand up and touches Melissa’s face and Melissa smiles at her daughter. You walk up to them after taking a picture of the moment and take Amelia from Melissa and hug her as well.

Melissa carries Amelia to the car with a big smile on her face while Amelia is babbling. Melissa is listening and pretending to understand every word she’s saying. They’re your two Mel’s and you love them both so much.

Melissa feeds her some puréed baby food for dinner and you two play with her the rest of the evening. While you breastfeed her before going to bed, you feel something in her mouth and it pokes you and hurts. “Ow!” You say and Melissa immediately comes to your side and asks you what’s wrong and you pull Amelia off your breast.

“I don’t know.” You say and you take a look in Amelia’s mouth and that’s when you see it. “Oh I see, look at that! She’s got her first tooth!” You exclaim and Melissa looks and has a big smile.

“OMG! Yes! I can start making her little portions of pasta and meatballs and-”

“Woah Melissa, slow down, it’s just one tooth and it’s not fully in yet. We can’t feed her solids yet until she has at least 2 bottoms and 2 top. And even then we still have to give her liquid food more than solids.” You tell her and she pouts. “When she gets more teeth then I can tell you when you can start introducing her to Italian foods.” You say to her and she nods.

“Ok, sorry, I got really excited.” She says to you.

“I know, I can tell. It’s alright, I know how you are with cooking for people you love.”

“Are you going to finish breastfeeding her tonight or are you going to give her a bottle?” She asks you.

“Well considering she’s halfway through, I’ll finish breastfeeding her tonight, especially if it might be the last. I knew she was teething a month ago but it still surprised me.” You tell her.

You both end up finishing the rest of the week with less anxiety than the first day.

A few months pass and it’s thanksgiving day and you have it at your place and Melissa’s and your family comes over. Melissa is holding Amelia while talking to a couple people before you all sit at the dinner table. Amelia puts a hand on Melissa’s mouth and Melissa looks at her daughter and gently bites her hand playfully and her daughter squeals and puts her hand back.

“Ah! Momma.” She says and Melissa freezes and looks at her. She’s already said it before but only saying randomly and not knowing what she’s saying. This is the first time she’s looking at one of you and saying it. Melissa let’s a tear fall and hugs her daughter before running to you.

“Y/N! Y/N!” She yells before finding you across the room.

You turn to look at her frantically running to you with Amelia. “What?” You ask.

“She just called me Momma!” She says and you give her a confused look. “Like she said it while looking at me! Not just randomly!” She says and you smile.

“Oh my god! Really?!?” You say and boop your daughter’s nose and she giggles.

“Mommy!” She says through giggles and you freeze and look at her.

“Did she just call me mommy?” You say and Melissa is frozen as well.

“Omg she knows who is who!” Melissa says.

6 weeks pass and before you know it, you’re celebrating her first birthday on January 5 and Melissa goes all out as it falls on a Saturday. She invites her family and yours and the Abbott crew over to the house. She also invites a few of the families that you got to know at the park to have a few babies that Amelia can play with.

Everyone shows up at noon as you’re trying to finish feeding Amelia some apple sauce, which is her favourite. You dressed Amelia up in a pretty pink dress (Melissa picked it out at the store) and put a little pink bow in her ginger curly hair.

Amelia got a lot of gifts from everyone and while you and Melissa were cleaning up all the wrapping paper, you both glance over at Amelia and see her do a few steps by herself before falling down and you gasp and put a hand over your mouth.

“Omg Amelia, you walked by yourself!” You shout and go and pick her up. “Oh my little baby is starting to walk by herself!” You say and Melissa ran over too since she saw it as well.

You have cake and Amelia manages to get half of it in her mouth and half on herself. After you finish cleaning her up, Melissa picks her up and goes to bring her to the living room when Amelia speaks.

“Momma love.” She says and Melissa looks at her and smiles.

“Yes I do love you Tesoro.” She says to her.

“No. Momma love.” She says again and you look at the interaction and see that Melissa is confused by what her daughter is telling her.

“I think she’s telling you that she loves you.” You tell her and Melissa looks at you then looks at her daughter shocked.

“Oohh Amelia! I love you too!” She tells her and plants kisses all over her little face and Amelia giggles.

After a couple more months, Amelia is beginning to walk more on her own, and speak more words. Not very many words though, she’s only able to speak a small amount of words and no more than 2-3 at a time.

It’s gotten easier for you guys to bring her to daycare and leave her there while you go to work. You both already know that you’re going to enroll her at Abbott in a few years for kindergarten.

Until then, you’re all happy right now with where you’re at and sometimes you pick Amelia up a little later while you and Melissa have a little alone time together before picking her up as you have until 5.

In middle of May, you’re in the bathroom and staring at the white stick in your hand with a positive sign on it. You look at the other two as they say the same thing. You’re pregnant. You walk out of the bathroom and go to where you’re almost 18 month old daughter and your wife is playing blocks together.

“Hey Melissa.” You tell her and she looks up at you. “Do you mind going into the bathroom to go get something on top of the cupboard for me?”

“Sure what do you need?” She tells you and gets up. You totally forgot what’s there, oh right bandaids.

“Just a bandaid, got a paper cut earlier.” You tell her and she goes into the bathroom where you conveniently left the 3 pregnancy tests out on the counter.

You see her go in and 3 seconds later you hear her scream and then her running out holding them.

“OMG! You’re pregnant?!?” She asks you and you nod with watery eyes as she hugs you tightly. She then goes and hugs your stomach and then kisses it. “Hey little one, I’m gonna be your momma.” She says to your stomach and you giggle. She then runs over to Amelia and picks her up and hugs her, before bringing her over to you and you do a hug with Amelia in the middle. “I’m so glad I got a 3 bedroom house.” Melissa says and you laugh.

“What if it’s twins?” You tell her and she freezes before looking at you and narrows her eyebrows at you in question and you just shrug.

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zamoimagines · 1 year

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Women of Abbott Elementary Having a Crush on You (Headcanons)

A/N: I hope I did these ladies some justice because I love them all very dearly. If you guys would like more Abbott content, please let me know! Headcanons are under the cut

Ava Coleman

✧･ﾟ The most obviously flirtatious out of everyone here

✧･ﾟThe moment she sees you, she knows you’re fine and she wants a piece of you

✧･ﾟ And whatever Ava Coleman wants, she gets

✧･ﾟShe’d come to the teacher’s lounge every morning just to say good morning and tease you

✧･ﾟGregory Eddie who?

✧･ﾟEver since you got to the school, any time he speaks when you’re in the room she completely ignores him or tells him to be quiet

✧･ﾟCalls you a whole bunch of nicknames like baby girl, princess, sugar boo, etc

✧･ﾟWhen you walk away, she’s always staring off after you and proceeds to tell the rest of the staff how gorgeous you are

✧･ﾟIt gets annoying and uncomfortable for them when she’s constantly like “I hate to see her leave but i love watching her walk away. That body was blessed by Beyonce herself, damn.”

✧･ﾟYou become the first person to know any of her shenanigans

✧･ﾟAlways calls you into her office and says it’s important, but really she just wants your opinions on her amazon orders

✧･ﾟLittle do you know she’s just keeping tabs on what you like so she can shower you in surprise gifts here and there

✧･ﾟYou catch little moments of her being really genuine, and while she’d usually brush them off with the others, she lets them linger when she’s with you

✧･ﾟThat’s how you know she’s got it bad for you, when she breaks that composure and shows you the vulnerability that she doesn’t let anyone else see

✧･ﾟWhen she catches on that you’re into her just as much, she definitely doesn’t see a point in waiting anymore

✧･ﾟNo one’s around when she asks and she definitely hovers over you when she asks you out

✧･ﾟMaybe leaning up against the door frame/wall with one arm up to make sure you don’t run off, or she circles you like a vulture- anything to make sure you stay right where she wants you

✧･ﾟ“Look, baby, you know we got this Kate/Leo Titanic thing going on. Let me take you out. We can see where this goes.”

✧･ﾟIn which she takes you on the date of a LIFETIME, the rest is history

Barbara Howard

✧･ﾟBarbara Howard is a lady of class. She takes her time with things, even if she wants something very badly

✧･ﾟBut with that, she wants to make sure that she does everything *right* and with precision

✧･ﾟWhen you started working, she didn’t seem to notice you much. She made sure to be polite and endearing when she needed to be, but nothing more than that

✧･ﾟThen, you started making light conversation. You’d even made her laugh a few times, and when you got her on a tangent about gardening or about her favorite music, she noticed something change

✧･ﾟShe certainly looked at you different and she was sure that she liked you much more now than most of the teachers, maybe as much as she liked Melissa

✧･ﾟSo much so that she started to invite you to sit at her lunch table, and she’d make sure to stop by your room every afternoon to check on you while her students were at recess

✧･ﾟPeople knew it was serious when she went out of her way to do so

✧･ﾟEveryone whispered and drew their theories, but Melissa would be the one to ask in which Barbara Howard would admit… Yes, she liked you more than a coworker.

✧･ﾟWhen she’d realized even more what she liked about you, her affection grew stronger and she started doing little things for you like giving advice on how to deal with difficult children, offering you a hug here and there whenever you needed one, offering to join her during her nail appointments between school hours if you were feeling particularly overwhelmed, and there were even a few times that she’d stood up to people for you that caught the others and yourself completely off guard

✧･ﾟAnd every time that happened, she’d turn right around and that hard exterior would melt. She’d immediately go soft for you and make sure you were okay and that you weren’t hurt

✧･ﾟBarbara would really wanna tell you at the absolute perfect time, but of course, life doesn’t really work out that way

✧･ﾟShe’d probably save it for something big, like at the Christmas party she and Melissa always have together and she’s even planning it so that it really really means something

✧･ﾟBut it definitely would just go completely wrong and there would be plenty of mishaps that would get her frustrated enough to retreat back into her room

✧･ﾟIn which you’d seek her out and knock on her door to ask her what was wrong

✧･ﾟShe’d close the door behind you and the lights would be dim since it was after school hours and she’d reach for your hand very delicately to say,

✧･ﾟ“Y/N… Sweetheart, I- I like you very much. And in more than a professional coworker way. You are everything I’ve been looking for, and I’d like to take you out to dinner sometime.” There would definitely be a moment of silence between the two of you before she’d start second guessing herself once again and say, “I’m very sorry if I’ve crossed any boundaries. I should’ve never said anything at all.”

✧･ﾟYou’d have to tell her that you liked her too almost immediately or else the whole thing would be called off. When you did admit your feelings, though, she’d smile very softly and hold you closer, maybe she’d even give you a very soft kiss to your cheek

✧･ﾟShe wouldn’t even ask you where you wanted to go or what to do because she has had the perfect date planned out for MONTHS, but you’d love it regardless. Barbara Howard knows exactly how to make things perfect always.

Janine Teagues

✧･ﾟSweet baby angel Janine is so obvious when she has a crush

✧･ﾟSeriously, the minute she first saw you she was like *heart eyes motherfucker*

✧･ﾟShe’d be really sweet and would be the first to welcome you to Abbott, and would probably ramble your ear off about the other teachers, advice to deal with the students, and then would have a whole bunch of questions about you

✧･ﾟShe’s like the personification of sunshine whenever she sees you and it’s adorable

✧･ﾟEvery morning, she’d make sure to say hello to you and would hype you up like

✧･ﾟ“We’re gonna have a great day today, Y/N!” and would try to high five you

✧･ﾟLots of unintentional innuendos when she’s trying to be wholesome, to which she’ll listen to herself and then immediately be like “I didn’t- Ya know what, I gotta go-”

✧･ﾟAlways sits next to you at lunch and tells you everything that’s going on with her day

✧･ﾟAnd vice versa, she’d listen to everything going on in your world and offer you support and validation because to her, you deserve every last bit of it

✧･ﾟWhen Melissa had her over for cooking lessons, she’d bring you leftovers from the next day because she’s always thinking about things she can do for you

✧･ﾟJacob would finally be the one to tell her she needed to go for it, and she’d be incredibly nervous to tell you (as if you don’t already know)

✧･ﾟShe’d probably find you walking out at the end of the day and would pull you aside right out of the school and say something like

✧･ﾟ“Okay- Okay, this is scary and weird, but I’m just gonna do it, okay?” She’d take a deep breath and very quickly admit, “I like you a lot, Y/N. And it’s okay if you don’t like me back- We can just stay friends! I don’t want to ruin everything we have, but I also can’t ignore that I really *really* like you a lot, I’m just really sorry if that’s weird or overbearing-”

✧･ﾟTo which you would cut her off and admit that you liked her too

✧･ﾟShe’d give you the BIGGEST, prettiest and goofiest smile you’d ever seen her wear in all the time you’d known her

✧･ﾟDefinitely would be kinda awkward because she wasn’t expecting to get this far, but she’d make sure to plan a very cute, personal date with you full of the fluffiest romance

Melissa Schemmenti

✧･ﾟWhere to begin with Melissa Schemmenti

✧･ﾟWhen she likes someone, she knows it and she has every intention of winning them over. Out of all the women (even Ava), Melissa has the absolute most game

✧･ﾟThe moment you arrive she knows that she thinks you're cute. It only gets better the longer she talks to you and the more she gets to know you

✧･ﾟDefinitely calls you little pet names like “hon”, “sweetheart”, “angel”, the works

✧･ﾟShe’d always be knocking on your door during her breaks and invade your classroom while you were teaching, just smiling ear to ear to see you in your element with the kids

✧･ﾟShe’d also wait for you in the halls before classes, before breaks, and before it was time for the end of the day. She always insists on walking you out to your car to make sure no one tries any funny business with you

✧･ﾟWhenever she got her fancy latte in the morning, she’d always bring you one just to cheer you up

✧･ﾟAnd any time you were having a hard day, she’d be the first to find you to offer you comfort. Sometimes that meant telling you a weird Schemmenti family story that sounded unreal, other times it was cute joke, and when it was dire, she’d make sure to offer you sweet words of affection and try to let you know how wonderful you are to build you right back up

✧･ﾟPeople would know it was getting real because Melissa would absolutely start getting territorial over you

✧･ﾟIf someone so much as breathed around you and it *seemed* like they were interested, she’d start that growling and pacing back and forth like a menacing linebacker

✧･ﾟIt would get to a point where she couldn’t take it anymore knowing that you weren’t officially hers that she’d find you after everyone was gone from school, maybe in your classroom once Mr. Johnson left for the day

✧･ﾟYou’d ask her what was wrong and she wouldn’t waste any time making her way right up to you and kissing you right on the lips, caressing over your hair sweetly just to drive it home even more

✧･ﾟShe’d say something like “I like you. I like you a lot, actually, and I think you should come to my place for dinner this week… If you’re interested.”

✧･ﾟAnd how could you say no to her after a kiss like that? FIND MORE GAY SHIT HERE

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jeridandridge · 9 months

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can you do 4 and 5 for the smutty one liners pls!!!

Ok so I changed this up a bit- hinting at smut towards the end.

Exes and Ohs

“Another!” Ava calls the bartender as you take a breath, downing your third shot. Janine roped everyone into going out for an evening for Jacobs birthday because in one way or another, everyone had a soft spot for him. Now you’re buzzed around your co workers.

Being buzzed around your co workers wasnt the best idea, especially when there was a strange electric tension between you and a certain redhead. Melissa stands at a high table with Barb and Zack nursing whatever brown liquor she liked. You clench your jaw and grip the shot glass with white knuckles.

“Girl chill, I ain’t paying for broken glasses.” Ava snaps you out of it. “You two need to bone and get it over with.”

“What are you talking about?” You laugh. “She can’t stand me.”

Ava rolls her eyes lifting another shot glass to her lips. “Get your eyes checked. Have fun sulking over here.”

With that, she walks away leaving you with your shot glass. There’s no way Melissas into you. She was always short with you and hardly ever said a word, even when she did it was prompted by Barb.

You blow out a breath and turn around heading to the table top, mint prevalent on your tongue from the drink.

“Y/n! Come here,” Jacob calls, wrapping his arm around your shoulders in a side hug. When you come up to the table you meet the redheads eyes, her gorgeous eyes youd like to get lost in, but as quick as you meet them she’s looking away from you, whispering something to Barb before she goes to the bar.

You stand there listening to everyone’s conversation, Jacob telling a funny story about him and Zack as you eye Melissa’s frame while she leans against the bar waiting for a drink. As she waits, you see a man walk up to her. One she doesn’t look to pleased with. You keep an eye on her, your ears peeking up when you hear Barb.

“Oh no.”

“Is that the ex husband?” You ask quirking a brow.

When you watch Melissa’s hand ball into a fist and the man get right in her face you move across the floor like there’s a trail of fire behind you. Melissa being Melissa, doesn’t back down.

“You’re an asshole, joe!”

Coming up to the two you wrap your arm around Melissa’s waist pulling her back to put yourself between her and the man. With your shoulders back and your chin up, you meet the man’s eyes with a quirked brow. He was clearly already drinking elsewhere before he got here.

“Why dont you go sit down before you get yourself into trouble, little man.”

You feel a warm hand on the center of your back that sends a shiver up your spine. You’d never ever touched Melissa before and she never touched you.

You keep your chin up as Joe laughs, sizing you up before he looks over your shoulder at his ex wife. “Wow, Mel, what a downgrade” he wobbles slightly and your jaw clenches.

You can’t help but let out an actual laugh. “I don’t know what you’re thinking but I can’t imagine having a woman like Melissa and fumbling that hard. Like, wow.” You laugh this time at him. “Go sleep it off, dumbass.”

Melissa smirks, grabbing your arm pulling you towards the hall that leads to the bathrooms ignoring the group that was watching. You’re sure you hear Ava booing the guy.

Your heart is pounding. You’re sure you fucked up.

“Melissa I’m sorry, that wasn’t any of my business but I couldn’t stand him being in your face like that he-“

Melissa pulls you into the bathroom cutting you off. luckily you were the only ones in there.

“Hon, what the hell was that?” She laughs crossing her arms leaning against the counter.

You eye the woman, relieved she isn’t pissed. “Wait, so you’re not mad? Because I thought you hated me all year.”

“Hate you? Why would I hate you? You’re nothin but nice to everyone. It’s almost sick.” She teases you. “I did try to avoid you though.”

“Why?” You ask bewildered.

“It’s not obvious?” She asks taking a step forward, so close you can smell her perfume.

“No,” you laugh, “I legitimately thought you hated me. You only talk to me if it’s a group activity or Barb is there too. Plus I’m-“

Before you can finish your sentence warm hands cup your cheeks while soft lips meet yours. It takes you a moment to register what’s happening, but when you do you melt against the older woman wrapping your arms around her waist.

You break the kiss with a dazed smile keeping your arms around her.

“You know you could’ve done that a lot sooner than-“

Melissa stokes your cheek with her thumb pecking your lips.

“Staying quiet has never been your strong suit, huh?” She teases.

You take a page out of her book smirking, a warmth spreading through you.

“Make me shut up then.”

The red head meets your smirk with her own leading you out of the bathroom. Walking back to the table to grab your things everyone gives you knowing looks including the ever subtle Ava.

“Bout damn time!”

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serendipitouscontaminant · 1 year

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ONE LAST THING—Janine and Jacob were so cute together this episode. They’re matching each other’s energy so perfectly at the beginning of the episode, you really see why they’re friends.

They’re practically doing a bit together for their joint talking head about the conference! They’re booing Gregory in unison! They’re shotgunning kombucha on their way to the conference! They’re bouncing around the room with wide-eyed wonder while an EDM version of “Head Shoulders Knees and Toes” plays in the background! Absolute menaces! They’re besties and they love each other!

(Also shoutout to Barbara and Melissa being vaguely horrified and perhaps slightly amused and even fond at Janine and Jacob’s maybe excessive excitement about this conference. Let’s-leave-the-kids-to-their-sugar-high-they’ll-live energy.)

#abbott elementary spoilers #abbott elementary #janine teagues #jacob hill #pls someone gif this i desperately wish i could gif

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Growing into the Job, Post 353: That was Then, This is Now, p5

Melissa was crouched down alongside me, excited about giving me this virtual tour of the new office spaces using her laptop. She was positively beaming, and her size made me feel like a child with his pretty teacher as I sat like a kid at my oversized desk that Monday morning. I’d normally struggle with keeping my eyes from drifting down into the neckline of her low-cut white dress, but I was rapt in awe, and more than a little apprehension as I stared at the screen. I struggled to grasp at the sheer scale and enormity of this thing. I hadn’t seen anything about this before, believe it or not. The girls hadn’t let me even step foot on the construction site for the past few weeks - ‘it’s a surprise!’ they’d said, but I suspect there was more to it than that - so all I’d seen were the early blueprints before things really got started. Even those were ridiculously extravagant, and impossibly adventurous, but this…this looked even more incredible. Did she say it was almost finished??

She'd just shown me the interactive, digital replica with the soaring, Roman-temple inspired atrium with its jaw-droppingly huge statue of M-…of, uh, ‘Female Health’ towering over a new, opulently modern reception desk. The glass ceiling left the whole space awash with sunlight. Then she showed me the humble new entrance to our old practice here. It was left virtually unchanged as if they had simply built around it. Melissa assured me that this was so things would stay nice and familiar for my geriatric patients, but I couldn't help but notice how small it looked. It was completely dwarfed by the grand entrances and size of whatever the hell was going to be going on in those two new wings of the building.

Turning the camera around, Melissa ‘walked’ us by the desk and over to face the entrance to the ‘Evolution Wing’. She explained to me that this area of the walkthrough wasn’t populated with imagery yet, so its onscreen doors remained locked.

Huh. Apparently that area would be for continuing pharm studies, etc. I guess I wasn’t clear on why they need a whole wing for that, but whatever. How much research did they really need us for? Well, it’s their money. Theirs…and my ex-wife Sheryl’s. Who, with her enormous wealth, technically owned this entire building.

Speaking of which, how this whole thing got funded was beyond me; this company’s pockets seemed limitless. But, I reminded myself, I’d decided to stop worrying about it weeks ago. There’s nothing wrong with growing the practice, is there? Growth is good, bigger is better…

I suddenly noticed my eyes had, as if on instinct, finally drifted down Melissa’s top.

“Let’s check out the ‘Women’s Health’ wing!” she sang, bringing my attention back to the screen. Our camera made its way towards the rear of the atrium, under the imposing presence of the giant statue, and into a well-lit suite of separate clinics. Each one had their own separate entrance from the main wing. Down this impressive hallway I saw signs for ‘Internal Medicine’, a ‘Fertility Clinic’, even an ‘Aesthetics Center’, where Melissa told me Karen, the new APRN, would run a squad of cosmetic nurses and plastic surgeons. And… “We’ll have an ‘Adolescent Care’ department’?” I asked, baffled at the scope of what this place was soon to be.

“Sure yes of course!” Melissa lauded, excited, “Even the youngest women will need a place to come where they can be encouraged to, like, grow into everything they can be!” She sounded like she was reciting something that had been told to her, for sure, but whatever it was it was clearly something she believed.

“But, pediatrics?” I pressed, incredulously. Frankly, I was afraid of how far away things were getting from geriatrics, the specialty of my practice. Far Horizons was drifting, and soon I was going to lose even more of the little control that I still had..

“Oh, you’ll see, this won’t be just kiddies and boo-boos,” Melissa continued, “this’ll be where girls are taught and trained and, like, developed into what this new, changing world is going to need. Strong and confident female leaders, scientists and athletes, young women that can take care of things. It's important that they become healthy, empowered women who can lead us into the future.” Again, it sounded like a marketing angle, but one that had obviously already worked.

The camera passed through the doors into the ‘Adolescent Care’ unit, and I was shown a small, but beautiful new waiting room, a modest gym, and several well-appointed, modernly elegant exam rooms. Further in I spotted a procedure room along with what looked like several offices for new providers. This was obviously concerning, but before I could really think about it my attention was pulled away by something in the air, away from the screen and settling, once again, down into Melissa’s cleavage. Her big lungs swelled her breasts up with every breath, and a new wave of perfume had drifted up from her flawless, velvety skin. Breathing her in felt…good. It helped me relax and forget my worries.

Melissa was, no doubt, enthusiastic from the start to show me this virtual tour, and she seemed to be getting more and more excited as we went along. I could tell she really wanted to show me something, but all I could think was: You smell really good.

“Thank you,” she said, and continued talking. “But speaking of what the new world’s going to need, let me show you this!” she twittered, quickly now backing the camera out and away from the adolescent unit. A new door came into view, further down the main hallway of the new wing. “We even have a small clinic for men, too, a little place for them inside us,” she said, “And here it is!”

I squinted at the door, not really comprehending what I was reading on the small sign aside it.

“‘R-regression Clinic’??” I asked, my radar suddenly up, “What’s that?”

“Oh, Jay, I can’t wait!” Melissa beamed, bouncing a bit on her haunches and sending new jiggles through her upper chest, “Haven’t you heard? It’s the newest thing, a new movement in therapy to help couples really bond, get them closer, open up, like, new pathways of communication, break down barriers.” Our camera stepped right up to the doorway but Melissa stopped us there. “Katerina and Shanette have done such a good job setting it up. The counseling rooms and procedure areas are really nice but, y’know what?” she continued, smiling with giddy anticipation, “I'm going to save showing those to you ‘til we can do it in person. I already booked an appointment for us!”

She what??

“In fact, we can save the rest of the clinics for when I show them to you for real,” she said, “In the meantime, why don't we check out the basement.”

“The basement?” Couldn’t be too much down there, right? At the time the basement of the building had been used for some storage.

“Yeah, it’s incredible what they’ve been able to do. Expanding it I mean. You must have heard the blasting, all hours of the night? They’ve added in two…or, wait, is it three?…new sub-basements. Like whole new floors.”

I watched as the camera quickly sped down a hall and up to an elevator. Even in this mock-up walkthrough, we had to wait a moment for the elevator in the hall to bring us down to another floor. Whoever designed this must have been a real stickler for details I thought as we waited for the doors. Melissa, I noticed, could barely keep herself still. When the doors finally slid open and we stepped in, she took us down past the first basement levels down to the very bottom before mentioning that the virtual walkthrough didn’t have images for the pool yet.

“Wait…There’s a pool?!?” I asked, in disbelief.

“Yes, of course silly,” she giggled, “on the first basement level. I’ve told you about that! You’re so cute, so scatterbrained. I love that! But, yes - pool! For trainings and exercise, and there’s a nice hot tub that I think the Regression Clinic is going to use until theirs is finished."

I felt a chill rise up my spine as I thought about the last time I was in a pool.

"Don't worry, sweetie, you’ll be safe,” she assured me, “Men aren't even allowed onto that level unless there’s a lifeguard on duty. That reminds me - we have to hire a lifeguard!” Melissa giggled, maybe picturing exactly what I was, a hot young thing in a red swimsuit. “Now, The other levels aren’t for patients, it’s like cubicles and computers and stuff, and they’re supposed to be for girls-eyes only. But I’ll show you the bottom one anyway. It’s so cool!”

“What’s down there?” I queried, as the elevator hit the bottom floor and the virtual doors slid open.

“So far it’s a place for the construction workers, a whole floor,” she began. In front of us was a big, simple, starkly lit room that looked like something of a community space, a common area with large tables and benches. Like what someone might see in a school or church basement. Or a prison.

“A lot of them…well, all of them really…have stopped going home at night. Like, when their shifts are done they just keep working. They’ve just started camping out among all the construction when they need to sleep, and just wake up to work. They feel better here than they do…out there.” Along with the weirdness of what she was describing, Melissa giggled strangely. “I guess they just like it here so much! Even the ones with homes still would rather stay here now.”

“For real?” I asked, incredulously, but suddenly I was reminded of the queasy feelings I got when I stepped outside for too long, and a looming sense of dread began to slowly creep over me. There was something terrifyingly wrong about all of this, but at that same time it was all darkly thrilling. I watched the screen as the camera slowly came out of the elevator into the big, open common room. Unlike the upper level, the ceilings here were low, and though the area was likely the footprint of a small gymnasium, it felt strangely claustrophobic.

“Yeah. But, the construction’s almost done,” she continued, as we drifted in among the plain plastic chairs around a simple round table, “and some of them are homeless now, and the rest don’t want to leave. So, we decided to make a place for them, and any other men we hire. If they need a place to stay."

That surprised me. “Hiring men?”

“Oh, for sure! I mean, we’ve been interviewing and hiring for so many new positions. Girls, of course, for the clinics, the administration and blah blah. But Evolution wants to do some community outreach, help out the less fortunate,” Melissa continued, “So many men are unemployed now, and we figure we can use them for maintenance, cleaning, laundry, landscaping, right? Maybe even some basic data entry in one of the lower levels.”

“I…I guess?” I answered, still disbelieving what I was seeing and hearing.

“…and some of these construction workers are pretty cute,” she giggled, as the camera brought us to one of several doorways at the back of the room, “the girls kinda want to keep them.” This entry led to a low hallway off of which came a number of hostel-type rooms. Each room had multiple iron bunk beds, allowing each to sleep a dozen, maybe more. “Just look at these cages I’ve made for them…”

“C-cages?” I blurted, suddenly noticing now that, yes, the doors to the rooms were barred, like a jail’s might be.

“Well, haha, not cages!” she quickly corrected, “We just…want it to be secure, and safe, right? If there’ll be men living here, underground, we don't want them getting into trouble do we?”

“O-okay…” I hesitated, trying to come to the logic of it all.

“They're more like living areas…” she added.

…than, like… some sort of pen? Yikes. But… there was some charity in it I guess. If these men were homeless, and without work, weren't we just doing them a favor? They seemed to like it here.

The camera looked further down the dark hallway. There were lots and lots of these rooms. “How many of these people will be living down here?”

“Well, right now we think there’s about twenty surviv-…A-about twenty of them. Plus we have plans to bring in about a dozen right away.” she answered, a strange tilt to her voice, some heavier breathing as she turned the camera around to go back to the common area, “But we have plenty of room for a lot more once we need it.” She was excited for this, for sure, and trying to hide it.

“It…it looks nice,” I tried, just imagining what the real thing would look like in person as I did and doing my best to ignore the lingering sense of foreboding, which continued to breath chills onto the back of my neck. Something about this wasn't quite right.

“It will be pretty nice for them,” Melissa continued, as she breezed the camera past what looked like a small cafeteria. “It’ll be our own little far-...our own little community of men. We’ve included a few more feeding areas, back that way, all sorts of…uh, like, games and places for them to explore and hang out when they’re not working.” The camera was sailing through a labyrinth of smaller spaces, now, little halls. A room of video games. “They seem to like looking at pictures but they won’t have phones or computers…”

Because they can’t afford them? Or because you won’t permit it? I didn’t dare ask.

“...and haha we noticed that now that we have the statue up in the atrium, they spend a lot of their free time at night hanging around, sometimes even kneeling in front of it,” she explained, “but we can’t have that anymore so haha we made a little room with a smaller version of the statue that they can go to.”

“Another statue of you?!?” I asked, totally flabbergasted at what I was seeing. The camera had glanced into a small, dark chamber, lit by flickering, computer-generated candles. Indeed a smaller, maybe eight-foot tall copy of ‘Female Health’, stood inside. Made of a similar white stone amalgam perhaps, this one was placed in more heroic of a pose. It stood on a raised platform at the far end of the room, to look down at its admirers. “For them to….what??” Jerk off to you?!? “Down here?!”

“Remember, it’s not me!” Melissa giggled, as the camera backed out of the room, “You don’t have to be jealous!”

Is that a sign above the door? They call that ‘The Chapel’ ?!?

I looked to my right, to Melissa, still squatting aside me. If I hadn’t noticed it before, I did now. Her dress today was toga-inspired, for sure. She looked like a Roman goddess, unsettlingly too much like the statue even now, here.

“And, don’t worry, I’ll make sure they behave,” she continued, as our point of view on-screen shifted, “I have cameras everywhere, so I can watch over them. I'll make sure they’re nice and safe.”

…and not doing anything you don’t allow, I gather?

“Okay well speaking of staying safe, I can’t wait to show you where you’ll be living!” Melissa said ebulliently. She was moving the camera around a bit through the men’s chambers again, and I was suddenly afraid that she’d had a cell set aside for me down there, in the depths. “But the upstairs isn’t done yet. We’re still working on finishing the design and moving the walls around. Especially the third floor.”

“I’ll be u-upstairs?” I asked, feeling a sense of immediate relief. Had I known I’d be moving?

And the building has three floors now?

She sensed the change in my voice and giggled. “Yes of course, silly! You’ll be living upstairs, cutie, with me and the girls,” she said, as she moved to click a few keys and the animation of the virtual walkthrough closed off her screen. “There’s a big suite planned for me, and you’ll have your own ca-...your own little room inside it.” Crouching alongside me, she shifted a bit. “It’ll be so nice, when…when I can take you back to my new nest, I can make it all so comfy for you,” she said, and I heard the first hint of the throaty growl that signaled her arousal. “We’ll move all your stuff in, or just get rid of it all,” she said, making herself even more excited with the thought of it, “I’m going to have everything you need, get you anything you want. Mmmm….rrrrr….”

Oh…oh crap…

Jesus I was getting so hard.

“Oooo just the thought of it is getting me all kinky haha,” she laughed, “Mama’ll take good care of youuu….”

Oh god.

I saw Melissa glance up at the camera, which Gianna had been using earlier in our video chat and had since stood forgotten attached to my desktop’s monitor. She’d clicked off power to the screen, but the camera’s red light still blinked. Melissa smirked.

“Mama and her girls, her huge, huge hive of girls,” she continued, in a tone that had started to sound like gloating as she settled her hand on my iron-hard cock, though my thin, ripped scrub pants. “We’re getting so big, here, our little home. And we’re going to be…nnngh…hiring. Hiring more. Hiring so…many…more…girls…”

“Oh jesus Melissa,” I moaned, as she began to squeeze me.

“Picture it, baby, picture all the girls,” she purred, her eyes gleaming as she glanced up again at the camera. And then, with her large smile pointed at its blinking red light, she slipped her hand though the tear Morgan had left, up the front of my pants. “There are going to be so many of us, your swarm of girls growing and growing and growing. Will you like that? Having that many more of us?”

“Oh g-god yes,” I admitted, already picturing a crushing throng of them and then gasping as I felt her palm and fingers slip below me, to cup my chicken-egg sized balls.

Feeling how swollen I was, she purred her approval. ”It’s good that he’s all nice and full now,” she said, massaging my sac gently and making my eyes cross, “all ready for a productive day.”

With her free hand she tore away, like tissue paper, the remaining portion of my scrub pants from my hips leaving me fully exposed and helpless to do anything about it. She took my shaft in hand and began speaking right to it, right to my cock. ”This weekend I got used to being with you every moment, baby,” she cooed, “And I started to miss you already.” One hand still played with my balls while the other slowly began to stroke me. She cooed and clucked down to it, treating my penis like it was directly her lover. “Now, I want to suck you until there’s nothing left inside.”

In an instant she had turned me in my chair, on her knees got between my legs, and reached up to - for some reason - adjust the position of the monitor and camera.

“M-Melissa!” I exclaimed, trying to figure out what was happening.

You wanted to frame the shot perfectly, so she could see you do this. I didn’t realize it right then but I do now. You wanted her to watch. And seethe.

“Shhh shh shh…I know we have work to do,” Melissa said, trying to control herself and keep the growl out of her voice as she continued to talk directly to my cock. “We have to make sure Gianna knows you’re a good worker, she has to know you can get to work on time, that you can finish your paperwork…” She took a moment to put her hair up into a loose bun. “But I also want her to see how good an Office Manager I am. How good I am at taking care of you….”

“Oh god…” I moaned, letting myself submit to the moment, feeling the eyes of both Melissa and Gianna on me as I collapsed.

“Good boy,” Melissa lauded, and suddenly I was in her mouth. Stars exploded in my vision, even as my eyes clamped shut. She had me fully in, down to the base, and the muscles of her throat vibrated around me. Girls, girls all around me, through these thin office walls, they all stood suddenly at attention.

They knew what was happening. They could feel it. Could they…see me, too?

I could picture them, all about the office, trying to keep from groaning or smiling too broadly, knowing what was coming. Melissa in the meantime purred and moaned, and barely had to move or caress my testicles at all because with just two deliberate passes up and down my length, her mouth had me exploding, my hips bucking up into her as she laughed with gurgling glee around my manhood.

“uuungh…unnngh…unnghh…” I mewled, just trying to stay focused, stay conscious as - yes - she seemed to be sucking everything I had right up out of me. She was draining me, unburdening me, granting me my morning relief. She let me come, come completely, come completely down into her throat until I was fully spent and flaccid. We both knew I’d need it again, but for now-

“How’s that?” she smiled, finally pulling herself back up and taking me again in her hands, so she could gently caress my softened length as she laid me back down again along my thigh. She wiped the corner of her lip with a finger, and swallowed demonstrably. “All better?”

I released one last shuddering breath, and let my head nod forwards.

I passed out.

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— WORLDS COLLIDE PT. 5

summary: Two worlds approaching each other finally meeting at the same point in space, generating enough heat to turn them into a ball of liquid lava upon colliding. After the collision, the energy distributes the remains around the star that saw them born.

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Kylian and Mia remain static in their places when they hear that voice, her voice.

The blonde gets up from her seat wanting to avoid running into Melissa, but her boyfriend determinedly takes her hand, stopping her steps. She looks at him desperately, not understanding why he emanates so much tranquility in the face of everything that is about to happen.

He doesn't make a sound, just motioning for her to stay there. She just nods in confusion, trying to calm down and breathe as she watches Kylian open the door and see her again.

Melissa enters the house with a smile that disappears as soon as she sees Mia's face, which is nothing more than a reflection of the fear that she feels. Her expression turning to one of wonder who quickly disappears, smiling again, pretending not to have seen Mia there, sitting on the sofa in front of her eyes.

—Could I go get my wallet? I think I left it in the dining room –her voice echoes in the room and she only receives a nod in response. She walks over with a smirk on her face, the satisfaction reflected in every step she takes, enjoying the effect she's having on Mia.

Her silhouette disappears between the corridors, the only sounds in the room are Mia and Kylian's deep breaths and Melissa's footsteps walking away.

Neither of them knows what to do, their gazes are lost somewhere in the living room, unprocessed that she is there. Their minds wander without being able to think clearly. Seconds feel like hours. The tension increases as time goes by.

Kylian would rather keep quiet than say something he'll probably regret later, but she's there, a smile on her face, pretending to be nice when he kicked her out of his house less than an hour ago because he couldn't stand her attitude anymore.

Knowing that she is in the same place as them makes them uncomfortable. Kylian can't stand her presence, Mia can't stand remembering how she treated her.

Melissa appears in front of them again, this time with her wallet in her hands. She doesn't say anything, so neither do they. Kylian tries to smile at her slightly, hoping she'll take it as a sign to go, but it doesn't, because he can't even look her in the eye without wanting to yell at her everything he didn't tell her in these 2 days.

The older one glances sideways at Mia, an unreadable expression on her face. She turns away from both of them as she heads for the door.

—Apparently dad kicked someone out of the house –she mutters and leaves.

She laughed as soon as she said it.

Kylian can't ignore it, neither can Mia, much less when her words had so much weight that her eyes are filling with tears and a lump appears in her throat.

She lets out a sob that doesn't go unnoticed by her boyfriend. This is no longer about her father, far from it, it is the feeling of betrayal, the surprise and how much it hurts that the one who does all this is Melissa. She's going too far, far more than either of them could have imagined.

The anger that Kylian fought to hide reappears as soon as he sees how much what she said affected Mia. All the disappointment that he feels for her sister-in-law increases and the indignation for everything that happened in the last two days return.

Everything that happened is replayed in his mind again. The booing of the fans in the final, disappointed looks, newspaper articles ridiculing him, his family and their attempts to comfort him that ended in nothing, how they wanted to prevent him from seeing Mia, the fight in penalties, the lies.

Everything that seemed to be gone when Mia arrived has just come back and even stronger, the feeling that has been tormenting him since december 18 continues and he can't take it anymore.

Without even thinking about it and completely blinded by his impulses, he opens the door ignoring his girlfriend telling him not to, leaves the house and approaches Melissa, who has not yet gotten into her car, ready to face her once and for all.

He calls her name, she turns but her gaze goes to Mia, who is standing behind him, no words come out of her mouth but her disapproving look is enough. Kylian's anger cannot increase any more, he wants to say so many things but it seems that they were captive in his mind, words cannot come out. He doesn't know how to handle the situation, or what to do.

His desire to erase all those feelings and feel at peace again is so great, but he is paralyzed in front of his sister-in-law seeing her mother get out of the car, followed by Jirès.

He can also see his niece and nephew leaning out the car window, smiling to see their aunt Mia, they both get out as best they can and run towards her.

They hug her, who receives them with open arms, but still with tears in her eyes, which do not go unnoticed by Fayza, that when she sees her she feels like her heart is breaking.

Her sweet little Mia, completely saddened and affected by what happened. Embarrassed and feeling out of place. The desire to hug her and tell her that nothing that happened is her fault appears at the same time as the tears in her eyes.

Regret washes over her, and the shame for not having stood up for her increases when they both make eye contact for the first time since what happened.

Kylian standing next to his partner is seen by all his family present there, in Fayza this generates happiness, but Melissa and Jirès are only disgusted and a look of disgust appears on their faces.

Mia sees them. The discomfort returns and it feels the same as in the penalty shootout 2 days ago. But Kylian takes her hand and gives it a light squeeze, along with a half smile, showing his support.

Maybe it doesn't feel the same as 2 days ago, because this time Kylian saw them too.

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