HAPPY BIRTHDAY CASSI! You are an amazing, wonderful, beautiful person who I am so lucky to have as a friend! I hope your day is filled with joy and all your birthday wishes come true! I love you! ❤
"come one kids" Hanna Said as she holds her kids hands. "mama is papa gonna be happy?" Emma asked. "Im sure he will be" Hanna Immediately Pick up the cake and wait for Marco to enter the house. "thank you" Marco said. Slowly Marco Open the door and suddenly Hanna and The children say "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Marco's eyes widen up because he didn't expect to have this. "Happy birthday sweetheart"
Marco remain silent at that moment. "Marco?" Hanna put down the cake on the table. "are you ok?" Marco let out a smile as his tears begun to drip down his face. "I'm ok, it's just" he said as he started crying. I immediately Hug him tight. "I'm just happy" he said as he wrap his arms around Hanna's waist. "happy birthday Marco" Marco Press a kiss on Hanna's forehead. "I love you" Marco said. "I love you more" The children immediately run towards them and hug them. "Hahaha" Marco pick up Emma and press Kisses on his face. Hanna press Kisses on the twins cheeks. "Im so glad I this family" Marco said to himself.
After that Hanna and Marco Invited the whole village to eat to their house and Celebrate Marco's Birthday together.
The whole village of sphinx enjoyed the party, Especially Marco.
After that Hanna clean up and Marco helps her. "are you happy?" Hanna said as she wash the dishes. Marco approach to Hanna wrap his arms around her waist. "I'm so glad your here with me" I smile. "Same goes for me" Marco press a kiss on the back of my head. "Stop it you'll get your self wet" Hanna said.
Hanna turn around and wiped her hand. "I love you" Marco Smile on Hanna's words. "I love you more" marco smile and press a kiss on Hanna's forehead. "I love you more than anything in this world" he said. Hanna lean closer to Marco and rest her head into Marco's chest. Both of them start to slowly dance Hanna start humming their love song. "This is my favorite part of our day Hanna" Hanna giggles before looking up to Marco. "This is why I fell in love to you" Marco lean closer and press a kiss on Hanna's lips.
Suddenly takuma and kazuma Enters the kitchen. "mama!! Aunt Scarlet and uncle vista was outside!" Takuma said with excitement. "really?" I said. "also Aunt Dragon and Uncle Jozu" I smile and look at Marco. "I guess they didn't forget about your Birthday" Marco smile and press a another kiss on Hanna's forehead. "Im glad to face them with my family" Hanna Smile once again. "Same goes for me" after that both of them went outside to greet their friends.
HI EMMA ilysm !!!!! u are soooo warm + have such a comfortable + welcoming vibe i would loveee to chat more u seem like such a genuinely kind + sweet person ! 💖
camp today????? emmy I’m gonna kiss u so hard on the mouth and mail you an entire flower shop’s worth of bouquets, we are so lucky to have you <3 I am so excited!!!!!!!!
camp today! 😭 emma don’t flirt with me I will cry and have to send you an entire meadow back pls 🥺🧡
"I'll have a large caramel latte, please." Melissa said with a smile. She looked from the barista to the jar with a "tip for a song" sign.
"Isn't the whole point of tipping meant to be that you do a good job, so I tip you to say thanks, instead of you do a good job and I tip you to make you do extra things on top of your regular job? Don't get me wrong, I love songs, I just feel like I'd receive more benefit than you by tipping."
Emma was getting out the ingredients for the woman's latte. It was very nice that the order was not something complex, with twenty different substitutes, something that gave this customer some brownie points in her book. She looked up from the cup, and over at the woman on the other side of the counter. A genuine smile found its way to her lips. She nodded her head in agreement with the other. " That is exactly what I think about it. It's like another little shitty job on top of my already shitty job. "
Emma made a mental note to not spit in this woman's coffee. " And if people are tipping just for the song, and not to tip, then like it is not a tip at all. "
You were ditched by your girlfriend on your first Valentine's Day .
~ Warnings: Drama
~ word count: 2K
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The rain poured relentlessly outside, You were trudged wearily along the dimly lit hallway of your apartment building. Each step weighed heavily on your tired legs. burdened by exhaustion. You lend on the wall beside me.
Feeling a vibration from your pocket, you reached inside and retrieved your phone, fingers fumbling momentarily before grasping it firmly. With a quick glance at the screen, you saw her message waiting for you to open and read It.
Can we talk ? -J
Reading her message, you could only question what she wanted to talk about, how she ditched me on Valentine's Day, or how she manipulated me into believing it was all your fault. You couldn't help but laugh in disgust. With a sense of bitter resignation, you closed your lookscreen and slid the phone back into your pocket.
Seeing your apartment before you, you felt relieved to finally reach it. Entering, you hastily took off your jacket and made your way into the bedroom to change your clothes, eager to shed the weight of the day off your shoulders.
Without a second thought, you let your bed swallow you, surrendering to its comforting embrace. You close your eyes ,allowing your brain and mind to finally rest.
Opening your eyes the next morning, a sense of uneasiness settled in the pit of my stomach.
Your telephone nagged with its ringing tone, the caller ID displaying the same number as last night. With a sense of apprehension, you chose to ignore it, not ready to confront her again.
With your day planned ahead, you moved to the kitchen to prepare breakfast and brew a pot of coffee, tasting the warm drink you feeled at ease for a moment .
Finishing the last sip of your coffee, the sound of knocking echoed through the apartment, interrupting your quiet morning. You make your way to the door, heart pounding in anticipation of the unknown visitor, feeling to know the knock.
Standing before the door, it knocked again, prompting you to open it. To your surprise, it wasn't who you expected. Not Jenna , it was Emma, her friend, and also the person she had ditched me for on Valentine's Day.
"What do you want ?"
"Jenna called you ."
Wow, she is really something...
"Yeah I know "
"You didn't answer . Why ?"
"You sure know you were with her yesterday !?"
"I was but not like you think , please talk with her."
"Look, Emma, I never cared about Valentine but jenna was so excited to spend it with me made all those plans just so she can ditch me in the end and then when I call her she just says: ,,I'm sorry y/n but I can't tell you why,,.
With a firm tone, you told her to leave, watching as she walked back to her car with a defeated demeanor, resembling a sad toddler being sent away.
Determined not to dwell on Jenna any longer, you gathered your things and left your apartment, venturing out to the nearest store to do your shopping. Along with groceries, you added a bottle of wine to your basket, a small indulgence to accompany you through the day ahead.
As you approached your apartment building, burdened with two bags of groceries and a bottle of wine, your heart sank at the sight of her car parked outside. It sat ominously by the walkway, a stark reminder of her presence.
Drawing closer, you saw her standing outside your door, her appearance a stark contrast to the vibrant woman you once knew. Her hair was a mess , her face pale, her all over pallid complexion made her look like a ghost a far from her usual stylish and modern self. She was dressed casually, not in her usual attire, wearing simple joggers instead.
When she caught sight of me, she swiftly turned and hastened towards me, blocking your path and preventing you from passing beside her.
As she reached out and took your hand, her fingers intertwining with yours, you couldn't help but notice that the touch felt just as it always did – soft, yet brimming with love and familiarity. Despite everything, the connection between us remained a testament to the depth of our shared love.
As she looked into your eyes, you found yourself captivated once more by the depth of her gaze. Her deep blue eyes shimmered with a subtle green light, drawing you in like a mesmerizing stary sky. Unable to resist, you allowed yourself to fall into their depths, losing myself in the comfort they offered once again.
"Y/n, please let me talk to you ."
"Jenna .... , what .. I .." You didn't know how to react , seeing her, it was too much .
"I know your ,- you don't want to see me but let me talk ."
She's right. You don't want to see her, but you still love her and maybe she had a good reason , ... to not talk to me or let me know she can't make it ... bacouse she's with Emma .... OK maybe not .
But you wanted to hear what she believed could possibly make things right between us.
Going inside, you opened the door wider and gestured for her to come inside, making a mental note to put the bags away before sitting at the couch.
And even if you're mad, there was a part of me that needed closure, an explanation for all of this.
As Jenna sat beside you, you couldn't ignore the familiar pull to draw you closer to her. It was a sensation you rarely experienced with others, as you typically avoided closeness even with your own family. Yet, with Jenna, it felt different. From the very beginning, she had been the exception, the only one who could break your defenses and make me feel safe in her presence. Despite the turmoil between us, that sense of comfort and safety remained, urging me to lean into her warmth once more.
As you glanced at Jenna, you could sense that she was experiencing the same internal struggle. Her fingers twitched slightly, longing to reach out for mine, and her body leaned unconsciously towards your side.
"Jenna talk ....."
"Ah yeah ....,- yesterday wasn't planned like that."
"Yeah, I know that ..." You answered, rolling your eyes.
"Okay, can I tell you what happened...,- and please believe me."
" Jenna, I know you never lie to me ."
Even if you're mad, that's the truth she never did lie once to you .
You kept quitting and listened attentively as Jenna began to recount what had happened yesterday, the day when you eagerly awaited her arrival with a smile in your heart and on your face.
As Jenna talked, you listened intently, feeling a pang of regret for the missed opportunity to share your first Valentine's Day together. She explained how she had been on her way to your apartment, filled with excitement, only needing to make one last stop to get the final piece for your evening together.
Wanting the day to perfect , showing her eagerness to make your first Valentine's Day memorable.
As Jenna continued her story, she explained how, while on her way to you with the final item in hand, she received a call from Emma. Emma called her asking for Jenna's presence, talking about an emergency . With hesitation, Jenna had called you, informing me that she would be late, unaware that she wouldn't make it at all.
The emergency she had rushed to was a crash on the movie set where Emma was working. An important prop had been lost, threatening to delay the completion of the film's final scene. Jenna, being the only one having a similar prop from previous sets and offering Emma to bring it over to help her.
As Jenna's explaned, you couldn't help but feel a mixture of admiration and understanding.
While she was on set, another issue arose—she wasn't the only one they called.
"Oh hey Jenna , what are you doing here ? , shouldn't you be with your girl ?"
She was still upset; she had shown interest in you and planned to make a move, but when I acted first, she became sour. She's not a pleasant person, so I wouldn't let that happen.
Now that she's lost, she's behaving as if you mean nothing to her, taht you annoy her, which is quite hypocritical considering her previous interest.
Jenna decided not to waste any time, so Jenna walked up behind her, handed the prop to Emma, and left.
When Jenna reached her car, it didn't go on, and there was nobody else available to fix the issue, so Jenna had to wait for them to finish acting before there mechanic tram could address it.
Waiting for them, she came over to me speaking another sentence: "Maybe I should spend Valentine's Day with her; we could even spend the night in the bedroom." She laughed in response.
Jenna was furious, and they began to argue heatedly, with no physical altercations, but plenty of shouting.
When the team came to stop the confrontation when they had both finished arguing, they instructed Emma to take Jenna away to her trailer to diffuse the situation.
That's when you called, and she told you she couldn't talk right now due to the situation.
When the car was fixed and she left the set, it was already too late, and you weren't picking up the phone anymore.
Listening to the entire story, you came to understand her perspective. Seeing the pictures online of her with Emma after she left you alone, it wasn't what you had assumed. Perhaps those online ships and speculations had clouded your mind.
" I'm sorry, Jenna. I don't know what to say it seemed so different yesterday. I was so mad , I- I'm sorry ."
Jenna shook her head, allowing her body to relax, and silently asked with her eyes if everything was alright.
As an answer, you hugged her tightly, finding comfort in her embrace as she always made me feel safe. You realized how much you had missed her.
Jenna was relieved that you finally listened to her side of the story. She wasn't angry because she understood how overwhelming fans can be, and she empathized, imagining herself in your shoes. She admitted feeling jealous when this ....... on set said something about you with her and knowing that if she saw a picture of you together with that girl, she would feel sour as well.
When the hug ended, she surprised me by kissing me on the lips. But feeling the softness and sweetness of her kiss flooded me with happiness once more.
Reflecting on the situation, you realized it was foolish to ever think of letting her go. Even if she had made a mistake, you would have preferred to accept her apology rather than live without her.
She pulled back, a wide smile stretching from ear to ear on her face.
"Now, since yesterday was nothing to remember your first Valentine 's, let me make today our Valentine's Day."
You returned her smile, nodding in agreement, your own grin matching hers.
Now, you may wonder what you did next. First, she took you to eat at a different restaurant, promising that the food would be just as good. Then, we went back to her place and watched a movie—not just any movie, but the one where you first met on the premiere night. You won a ticket and accidentally bumped into her.
Since then, it's been our movie, even if she cringes at seeing herself on screen.
In the evening, she took me stargazing. She knows how much you love the stars, and she even took the time to learn a few constellations to show them to you. It was incredibly sweet of her.
As she showed me my favorite constellation, she turned to me, her eyes sparkling in the moonlight.
"Jenna, I have one question left."
"Mh, was it?"
"What was that ,thing, you got ?"
She laughed softly and took a small case out of her pocket. She opened the case, revealing a chain shaped like a rose. Engraved on the backside was the date you met at the primäre.
"I know you didn't want roses for Valentine because they won't last long and are expensive, but I brought you another rose."
"Jenna, it's beautiful." You were so overwhelmed you almost cried.
You got a Rose on Valentines Day from the best Valentine you ever had and will have.
You groan, slamming your head onto the wall in front of you, as you reminisced about what happened last night,
"Regarding your last letter. Yeah, I'd love to go out with you. <3"
And that's what brought you here, trying to pick an outfit, for your date with Baji. You were simply losing your mind, should you wear a cool outfit, or a cute preppy one. You pulled out your phone, quickly scrolling down in your contacts to find your best friend, Emma.
"Oh, hey Y/n! What's up?"
You heard her cute voice, which calmed you a little,
"Uhhhh, help me please, Em."
You whined in a childish tone
"Oh-no, what did you do this time?"
She already sounded disappointed
"NOTHING!...I have a date and I'm not sure what to wear...please help me."
"Pfft, are you serious? You always look good though, I never thought you'd have the I-don't-know-what-to-wear type problem. Hmm, just wear whatever makes you comfortable, where are you going?"
"The mall, I heard there's a haunted house there. I wanted to check it out."
"Yeah, so just wear something comfortable."
You both kept chatting, as you put on and took off clothes. But then, there it was at the back of your closet. It was a short, white, dress you had bought a couple weeks ago. It was one of those neat and classy dresses. That hugged your body and it curves beautifully. You ran a hand down your body as you stared in the mirror.
"Damnn, who is that babe."
You finished off the look with a few stylish accessories, a new pair of sneakers, and finally a cute small handbag with a few mandatory things: deodorant, perfume, lip-gloss, napkins, earbuds, and some snacks for you and Baji. It was perfect. You did a little twirl in the mirror, before you heard the small ringtone of a notification on your phone.
Baji : Hey? I'm here, are you ready yet, beautiful?"
You smiled, already knowing he was here, because of the sound of his bike's engine. Peeking out your window, you saw him, he was leaning on his bike staring at his phone, waiting for you to respond, you guessed. You quickly snatched your phone as you sprinted downstairs and right out the front door.
"Hey Keisuke! Sorry if I kept you waiting, I was getting ready."
You said as you stood in front of him, catching your breath. Baji's eyes widened. He never really stared at girls, he knew they were pretty, but you, you exemplified a novel vision of absolute beauty. He got flustered, what does he do, a hug, a kiss maybe. His brain was going all over the place, his hand shot out...a handshake.
"Oh, a handshake. I mean, that's good too, haha."
You laugh nervously as you grasp his hand and shake it. Wow, he was strong, you could tell. The way he seems so big, compared to you, he could probably just engulf you fully with his presence.
"S-should we get going?"
He wanted the ground to split open, and swallow him whole. First, the handshake, and now, he stuttered.
"Sure, Let's go!"
You said, enthusiastically, hopping into the bike after him, wrapping your arms around him. He swallowed hard, as he felt the way you gently wrapped your hands around his midsection. No one was ever soft with him the way you were. His heart was racing. The ride was nice and peaceful. You rested your head on his back, while running your hand up and down his chest.
"Keisuke, you're so warm. Hmm, I just wanna stay in your arms."
You dozed off but you were brought back when Baji parked his bike, He gave you a helping hand off the bike.
"I already paid for the tickets online, we just need to make it in line first."
He quickly added as you jumped off his bike
Cute.
He thought.
You were both shocked when you already saw how many people were in the line,
"Woah, and here I thought, we were going first."
You muttered, quickly taking a spot in the line, Baji next to you. No one said anything as you and Baji waited patiently for your turn. Baji glanced down at your hand, it looked so soft, you had a few rings around your fingers. He quickly wiped his hand on his pants before courage kicked in, and he grabbed your hand nonchalantly. You peered towards him, staring at him for a little before he noticed and looked at you.
"What's up-"
You cut him off when you stood on the tippy toes before landing a tender peck on his lips he wasn't expecting which made his face explode with red. you grinned at his adorable reaction, little did you know what Baji had in mind.
"Ohhhh, it's our turn! c'mon let's go Keisuke!"
You were jumping with excitement, you've never been to a haunted house before. You went through a door, that seemed like a door for a dungeon, it was super dark inside. You grabbed his arm,
"Baji, you here?"
"Yeah, where are you though?"
Your heart dropped,
"What do you mean, I'm literally holding your arm-"
The light suddenly turned on, making you flinch and rub your eyes. You turn and look to your side, and a scream of pure horror leaves your throat. The person you thought was Baji, was instead, a very tall man, his face was wrapped with bloody bandages and a black clock around his body. You instantly felt regret, you wanted to leave, you couldn't do this. You took a few steps back, stumbling over something. You looked down, only for your blood to go cold. It was a person's head. However, before you fully fell, a strong pair of hands caught you.
"PFFT-C'mon Y/n, I thought you were brave. It's all fake anyway."
He laughed as he kicked the fake human head away, tears threatened to fall from the corners of your eyes, as you gripped onto Baji, shaking.
"Hey, don't worry, you're safe. I wouldn't let any of those ugly, busted up fuckers touch you. Okay?"
You quickly nodded, sniffling, and holding onto his arm for dear life. Baji would be straight up lying if he said he didn't enjoy you like this. Holding onto him for dear, being all over him. He was in heaven, now he understood why most couples choose to see horror movies. But he'd also be lying if he didn't admit that all of the adrenaline from the haunted house and you being basically attached to him didn't affect his dick. He'd always thought he had good control over his urges but you continue to prove him wrong, your soft skin, your scent, they way your hands reach and grab anything on him so you don't fall, it all went to his dick, that was, oh so painfully hard. He was glad it was dark, or else how would you react.
"Keisuke, please, I wanna get out of here. This was actually a mistake."
You were out of breath as you tried to talk, Baji was smirking as he held you close to his chest, he felt how fast your heart was racing. It continued to feed his twisted pleasure, you were so small, like a prey.
"Shhh, it's okay. We're almost there, pretty."
He whispered. A chill ran down your spine, not expecting him to be so close to your ears but at the same time, you didn't realize how Baji was basically caging you in his arms. You felt your mind go mushy as you started to realize what's going around you with Baji. Suddenly, you felt a gust of fresh air that brought you out of your trance. You were breathing hard.
"Woah, you were seriously scared of that, it wasn't even that scary. Also, you didn't have to kick that poor lady, she was only doing her job."
He was holding back laughter, your reactions were super funny. You kicked and punched anyone that popped out at you and Baji, he totally recorded the whole thing.
"SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO POP OUT FROM UNDER THE SINK LIKE THAT, she had it coming."
You sighed before you cringed when you pulled out your phone and opened the camera app. You looked messy and sweaty.
"OH.MY.GOSH. I'll be right back, I need to go fix this mess!"
You were gonna run to the nearest bathroom before you felt Baji grab your wrist,
"Wait don't, you look...good."
"Wha-"
He cupped your face, moving his thumb against your bottom lip. There it came again, that sudden heat that only Baji sparked inside you. You got closer to him, reaching up to kiss him. He pulled you even closer. He was rough, it only made you melt even further into his touch. It was a deep kiss, that made you both forget how both of you were still in the middle of the mall.
"Here, let's go in here."
You whispered, pulling him into a photo booth and closing the curtains. You were both moving fast and risky, considering you both were still at the mall, but neither of you could resist the other, considering the constant tension building up between you two. He sat on the small bench and you straddled his waist, feeling his hard-on under you. You pulled him in by the collar, his breath fanning your lips as you sunk your lips into his, melting in his arms. Moaning when you felt his hips moving up and down, thrusting at your clothed pussy. You felt his hand hike up your dress, exposing your wet panties.
"Thought it was just me, but after seeing how wet that pussy is, you want me just as I want you."
You whimpered at his word of choice, he was blunt, so honest it turned you on even more, you were wet, wet for him, and the need of wanting to get full with cock only grew and grew until you were shamelessly humping his dick through his pants, just like a needy little slut, like a bitch in heat, waiting to be stuffed full of cock and cum.
"You're so fucking needy, I could tell you to do anything right now, and you wouldn't say no, right? You're my good little slut aren't you?"
tears formed in the corners of your eyes and your mouth slowly fell open as you felt his fingers pushing your panties to the side, the only thing keeping your dignity protected. Feeling his fingers pump in and out of your pussy, tightening every time you heard how wet and gushy your cunt became when he kept pumping, harder, and harder, and harder. You were holding back, and no way he was gonna let that happen. You threw your head back when you felt the fast and small circles directly on that throbbing little clit. You gasped at the wave of pleasure and euphoria that shot through you body, that had you shaking on Baji's lap,
"That's it, yeah, feel that orgasm baby."
After coming down from your high, and taking some deep breaths, you sunk down to your knees. You caught Baji off guard when you started pulling down his pants,
"I can't be the only one feeling good, that be selfish, right?"
You looked up at him with your pretty doe-eyes. Excitement ran through your veins when you saw the way his length shot up waiting for your dearest attention.
"Ngh, yeah, just like that. Oh fuck, yeah, just keep moving your hands like that, FUUUCK."
He grabbed a fistful of your hair and pressed your cheek right up against his rock hard cock.
"You use your mouth, and don't get messy. Don't you dare drop a spec of cum out of the dirty little mouth."
You nodded obediently, as you parted your lips, taking his hard red tip tight into your mouth as your hands continued with their up and down motion. Twisting your head and taking more and more of him until he was reaching the back of your throat making you gag on his dick. Forcing your head down as he started thrusting deeper and deeper into your throat,
"Ahhh, fucking hell, your mouth feels so damn good. Fuck, this mouth is mine, you hear me? All of you is mine, you're mine. O-oh shit, I'm close. Don't you fucking dare drop anything, ugh, fuck, fuck!"
He tugged your hair harshly as you felt the spurts and ropes of cum that covered your throat as you swallowed every drop. Finally, you gasped for air once he let his iron grip of your hair, his hand patting your head and brushing your hair back,