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clarissesrealwife · 23 days

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Sub tomboy reader x soft Dom! Abby or Hazel

Rest is up to you! 💗

Tell ur girlfriend☆

A/n - yall this MIGHT suck but js work with me okay😢😢(there's a cliffhanger but I promise there will be pt.2🥳🥳)

Warnings - breakups, making out, cheating🌚, reader has a bf, arguing

Summary - you and hazel were originally js study buddies in relationships but things escalated...

Last month you had realized your grades were dropping, thinking nothing of it you continued your life as normal. But last week you had failed your history test, this resulted in a hour long lecture from your parents and a long call with your best friend hazel who offered to help you with your work everyday after school.

"So we still studying tonight?" Hazel asks as you two walk to hazels next class "yeah of course!" You reply. Your about to say something else when Hazel's girlfriend(Mia) walks over, Taking hazels hand in hers while standing on her tippy toes to give Hazel a kiss on her cheek, she's so annoying I don't understand how Hazel puts up with her I just wish she would breakup with her alre-

Your thoughts are interrupted by your boyfriend hugging your waist from behind "hey babe" he says while kissing your cheek.

"oh hey! I heard you got a A on your test?" You question playfully while turning around to face your boyfriend of 7 months.

"Yeah I did and my mom said as a reward we're going out of town for the weekend so I don't think we can hangout tomorrow" you could tell he was hiding something or atleast wasn't telling you the full story but you didn't want to question him about it right now as you had to finish your conversation with hazel.

"Oh well I have to go talk to haz-" your words slow down as you turn around and don't see hazel anywhere. mia must've taken her to makeout.

"Nevermind I guess her and Mia left. Wanna walk me to class?" You ask Lucas.

"Of course babe".

After your last class was finally over you decided to go and wait outside the gym as you know she has a fight club or whatever they call it after school.

30 minutes and it's finally over. Hazel walks out and you call her over as she didn't see you.

"Hey haze! You ready to go?" You ask her while slightly tilting your head in a questioning way.

"Yeah let's go I have lots of homework to do".

"Shit" Hazel says while searching her backpack as if she's lost something.

"What's wrong haze?" You ask as your getting worried by the expression on her face.

"I just forgot my phone in the gym" she says while leaning back into the seat. You start admiring her, wondering how some 3/10 girl who is to "girly" in ur opinion pulled a gorgeous 10000/10 women who you would let do anything to you

Your slowly processing her words as your to focused on her facial features. But once it finally hits you your quick to offer getting it for her.

"I could go get it" you say a little to fast, fast enough she giggled while saying "Yeah that's fine with me".

A little flustered, you get out the car and go back into the building as it was still open.

Walking to fast for your legs liking you finally reach the gym. After 3 minutes of searching you find the familiar phone that you've seen and used many times as you have a habit of forgetting to charge yours.

Just as your about to walk out you hear people talking. As a natural instinct of a person who has social anxiety you decided to stay there until they leave.

2 minutes have passed and they're still there. You started actually listening 30 seconds ago as you realized it was your boyfriend, Lucas and his friends.

"Shes kind of stupid I don't know why she would belive something like that" one of Lucas's friends say. Assuming they're talking about someone else's girlfriend you continue to listen.

"Yeah honestly I didn't think it was gonna be that easy. I'm just excited to hangout with Maddie tomorrow" You recognize this voice, This is a voice you've talked to many times, A voice you trust, no trusted because you realize this is your boyfriends voice your hearing.

Although tears are beginning to form in your eyes you continue to listen as you want to get the full story.

Another 4 minutes and they finally leave. You open the door to the gym slightly and look around to make sure no one is there. When confirmed you walk to the main school doors. Quickly jogging to Hazel's car.

"Here" you say bluntly as you hand Hazel her phone. "What's wrong y/n?" Hazel says as she tucks a peice of your hair behing your ear.

"Can we talk about this later?" You say as you look into her eyes. Your eyes are red so she can obviously tell you've been crying.

After a few seconds of her debating whether to drop it or not she decideds she'll just bring it up later at your house

It's been 2 hours and hazel had just finished her last sentence for her homework. You on the other hand finished it in 30 minutes. Scrolling on tiktok waiting untill she's done. She finally says "I'm finished!".

"God that took forever" you say while rolling your eyes. "Shut up you love my company" she says while pushing ur chest away in a playful way.

It was just silent for a while after that, nobody knew what to say or maybe they were just preparing themselves for what was next to be said.

"So what happened ealier" Hazel said quietly, you almost didn't hear her, but you did which means you had to answer.

"Hes cheating on me" You say with a loud sigh.

"WHAT WITH WHO?!?" Hazel practically screams. You slightly luagh at her loudness untill you remember what this conversation is about.

"With Maddie" You slightly shift so you're in a more comfortable position on the bed

"Really? I didn't even think they talked"

"Me neither, but here we are"

It's silent.

Not an akward kind of silence though.

One that makes you want to go to sleep.

The one that makes everything okay.

You find comfort in the silence with hazel.

Untill she speaks up.

"I'd never do that to you" she whispers. Your face heats up what did she mean by that you wonder, but right now your main focus is making sure she doesn't see how red your face is.

"What do you mean?" You question while sitting up, putting all ur weight on your elbows while staring at her, trying to keep eye contact but she just won't look at you.

"Cheat. I wouldn't cheat on you" She finally looks at you. But all of a sudden your confidence dissappears and you lay back down and turn away from hazel.

Hazel doesn't like that and grabs you so you're facing her again. You're both laying on your sides staring at eachother. Your eyes flick to her lips and back up God I hope she didn't see that . "Whatcha thinking about?"

"You"

#hazel callahan #hazel callahan x reader #bottoms movie #cliffhanger #uhm #hazel callahan x you

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softstraykidshours · 1 year

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Hello hello! Can I make a request?

Male reader, long time friend of Chan comes to visit and has been working out in order to get muscles (like Changbin) to impress Felix because he's got a major crush on him. Changbin catches reader doing push-ups in the early morning in the living room before everyone wakes up. Reader confesses that he likes Felix and Changbin agrees to give him tips and help him work out.

omg omg omg omg omg omg i love this idea! aaaaahhhh! thank you so much for trusting me to write this, i hope you like it! i had a blast writing it! if you don't like it, please tell me, and i will rewrite it - this is your special piece, so i want you to love it!! also, i kinda left it on a little bit of a cliffhanger, so if you want a part 2, lemme know, and i will 1000000% write it for you, but i wasn't sure if you wanted the details of the actual felix interactions so i left it kind of open ended.

❤️ courtney & abbie

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pairing: felix x male!reader (but it's mostly just the reader talking about felix with other band members haha)

warning(s): working out, body image (but not anything negative)

"just make yourself at home!" chan says with a smile as he finishes giving you a tour of the place he shares with his bandmates jisung, changbin, and hyunjin.

"thanks!" you respond.

you and chan have been best friends since elementary school, doing practically everything together. so when chan got the offer of a lifetime to pack up his life and be in a kpop band, you both knew he couldn't pass it up, but it made it really hard not getting to hang out with him all the time and instead only seeing him over facetime and in the chat room of video games. but when you finally had enough free time to come a visit him, you couldn't say no. after all, what's a guy without his best bud.

you spend the rest of the night having a chill "guy's night in," eating take out, playing video games, and just chatting about life with chan, changbin, and jisung. you briefly meet their other roommate, hyunjin, as he makes his way to his room, a bag full of new art supplies in tow. after you all finish cleaning up, you and chan start making your way down the hallway towards the bedrooms.

"oh, i was gonna ask," chan says suddenly. "is it cool if the other guys come over to hang out tomorrow? they wanna meet you, and i made minho promise he would cook for us. felix is gonna bring his nintendo switch, and we're gonna have a super smash bros tournament."

felix. your heart stops when you hear his name. you follow chan and his band closely, and over the years, you've developed a massive crush on felix. you couldn't help but fall for his smile, personality, voice, basically everything about him. you never told chan this, because you could never really find the right way to casually say "oh hey, by the way, i have an enormous crush on your bandmate." chan knows you like guys and has always been the most supportive friend, but it still felt strange telling him you have a crush on one his bandmates. you had met felix a few times over facetime, but you could feel the tips of your ears growing red and hot at the thought of meeting him in person.

"uh, yeah. sure. sounds good," you stammer out, trying to sound as calm as possible.

"sweet, i'll let them know," chan responds before you both head into your respective bedrooms.

you close the door behind you, leaning your back against it and letting out a big sigh.

'ok. tomorrow's the day. you got this,' you think, trying to hype yourself up.

you quickly change into a tanktop and gym shorts to sleep in. you stop in front of the mirror and start to flex you arms. you had never really been the type of person to work out, but one day you made the decision that you wanted a little more muscle and definition, so you started a more regular work out routine. this was only amplified when you started planning this trip a few months ago and began thinking about the prospect of meeting felix in person. you wanted to be able to impress him with your strength and muscles.

the next morning, you wake up extra early to sneak in a quick workout before seeing felix later that day. you walk out into the quiet living room, careful to not wake the others. you weren't necessarily ashamed of the fact that you were working out, but it would be a little embarrassing to have to explain exactly why it was so imperative for you to work out today. you weren't a very good liar, so you knew you would have to be honest about it, and seeing as how chan doesn't even know you have a crush on felix, you want to spare yourself the explanation at this particular time.

you decide to just keep the workout a little simple, fearing that anything too long and extreme might alert the others. you're in the middle of doing pushups when a voice interrupts you.

"what are you doing?" changbin inquires, rubbing his eyes, clearly still groggy from just waking up.

your face grows red as you jump up from the ground. "oh, uh, nothing. just some...some pushups."

"well i can see that," changbin chuckles. "i was mostly wondering why you were doing pushups this early in the morning. i don't even do pushups this early in the morning."

you let out a small laugh. chan, jisung, and changbin are the designated "gym bros" of the group, so to hear him saying that he doesn't work out this early had you feeling a little silly.

"but i'm gonna be honest, you're low key so shredded. i had no idea," changbin states, giving your bicep a small squeeze. you take a lot of inspiration from changbin, admiring his work ethic to have such a regular work out routine despite having such a chaotic schedule. so to hear him compliment you really meant a lot, because you liked knowing your hard work wasn't going unnoticed.

"thanks," you respond.

"what made you wanna work out in the first place?" he asks.

"oh uh, i don't know," you say, trying to think of an excuse. "i guess i just kinda felt like it."

"chan's right," changbin laughs.

"what?" you look at him confused.

"you really are a bad liar," he replies. "so really, why did you start working out? this is a safe space."

"well," you begin. "i did start out working out for myself...but over the past few months, i've been pushing myself a little harder. because there's...there's this guy i have crush on that i'm trying to impress."

"oh? who is it?" changbin asks excitedly.

"um..." your mind races on whether or not you should say. you could say any name, and he wouldn't know the difference. but on the other hand, if you're honest, he might have some tips on how you can make a good first impression with felix. "um...it's...it's felix."

"felix?! like our felix?!" changbin says, mouth falling open. you nod in response. "i mean honestly, man to man, i can't blame you. felix is quite the catch."

you and changbin both laugh at his comment.

"can i be honest though?" changbin asks.

"of course," you say.

"felix won't care if you're shredded or not. he's not that kind of guy to care too much about looks like that. as long as you're happy, he'll be happy," changbin states with a smile.

you can't help the butterflies you feel in your stomach hearing that.

"i know," you reply. "i kind of get that impression about him. i guess i want to look big and muscular for him, but also it's kinda for myself too. i think i would feel more confident meeting him if i did this."

"and that's totally fair," changbin agrees. "as long as you're doing what makes you most comfortable, that's all you can ask for. but i just wanted to say that to remind you that felix will love you no matter what."

a slight blush paints your cheeks. "thanks."

"no problem," changbin gives you a reassuring pat on your shoulder.

"do you have any tips?" you ask. "i mean, obviously you work out a lot, so do you have any advice?"

"know your limit," he states. "and i've found its helpful for me to work on one particular part of my body each day. my schedule is so busy, so that allows me to still get a workout in without having to devote too much of my day to it. it's an easy way to still feel like you did something without feeling too burnt out. i can show you some the exercises i do if you want!"

"oh that's a good idea, that would be super helpful," you respond.

you and changbin go back and forth talking about working out when hyunjin walks in the room. you both fall silent.

"what are you guys talking about?" hyunjin ponders, raising an eyebrow.

changbin looks at you, silently asking if it's ok to tell him to which you give him a quick nod.

"he's got a crush on felix and wants to make a impression with his amazing biceps, so we were just talking about work out routines," changbin says with a smile, nudging you with his elbow before throwing you a playful wink.

"oooooooooh, i see," hyunjin says before taking a seat, clearly much more interested in the situation now that he knows you weren't just talking about boring old work outs just to talk about them. "well changbin is definitely your guy if you want work out advice, but if you really wanna make a good first impression on felix, i'm your guy."

changbin punches his arm playfully.

"hey!" hyunjin exclaims before playfully hitting changbin back. he turns back to you. "obviously, showing off your muscles is a big selling point, i'm not trying to knock that, but i might have a few tips on how to make a lasting impression on felix in terms of conversation."

"please," you plead. "i'll take any advice i can get, i'm so nervous. i like him a lot."

you, hyunjin, and changbin spend the next few minutes discussing everything. jisung and chan eventually join the three of you at which point you confess your feelings to them as well, and you all spend the rest of the morning brainstorming the game plan for when felix comes over.

#felix imagines #felix x reader #stray kids imagines #stray kids x reader #felix #stray kids #male reader #dimensionaldrifter #ask #request #i hope you like this!!!!#mine #soft stray kids hours #ask: minho is too busy with the cats

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ourvanishingghosts · 1 year

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Milo x Kabu x Fem! Shiny Delphox Reader Part 2

I made this story into two parts because the last part was getting a little long. And sorry for the cliffhanger that I left this story on.

After waiting for a few moments Kabu answered the door. You immediately hugged him as tightly as you could without hurting him. He was a little wet, so you assumed he got out of the shower. You pull away from him with some tears in your eyes.

"Sunshine, what happened? What upset you?"

Kabu asked you as he wipes away your tears

"I thought something happened to you since you were not answering the door."

You answered

"I'm quite alright. Would you like some water, Y/N?"

You knew Kabu was concerned because he didn't call you Sunshine. You nodded and all three of you went inside. You and Milo sat down in the living while Kabu got you some water.

"Starshine, do you want to tell Kabu why we are here?"

After you drank the water you nodded and then looked at Kabu

"I am worried that you are overworking yourself and I do not want you to become overwhelmed."

Kabu blushed a little bit and looked up at Milo and then back to you.

"Thank you for telling me. How about I take the whole week off since there aren't any more challengers this season?"

You smiled at him and kissed his cheek. You, Kabu, and Milo watched some movies that night. Kabu picked you up and placed you in his bed tucking you in. He went back to sit next to Milo.

"Babe?"

"Yes, Honeybun?"

"Do you think Y/N loves us?"

"Well, yes I do think she loves us."

"No I mean like love us more than friends."

Kabu freezes

"Well, I don't know, Milo. We could ask her tomorrow. Let's just go to sleep."

Both of them end up sleeping on the couch. The next morning they wake up to the sound of someone or something eating cereal. They walk into the kitchen only to see you eating cereal in the bowl with milk. They smile at the sight because they know that you are taking the steps you needed to become independent.

"Good morning, Sunshine. How did you sleep?"

Kabu asks you as he grabs a bowl, sits next to you, and pours some cereal.

"I slept okay. Thank you for asking, Fireworks."

Both he and Milo freeze and look at you.

"Fireworks?"

Milo questions trying not to laugh at the nickname you gave Kabu

"Yeah. Why not? It makes sense because he is the Fire Gym Leader and loves Fire Type Pokémon."

"What nickname did you come up with for Milo?"

You blush and shake your head no.

"I do not think Milo would like it very much."

Milo sits across from you and holds your hand.

"I promise you that I will love any nickname you give me, Starshine"

You take a deep breath

"Strawberry."

You say quietly

"What?"

"It is Strawberry, okay? I thought of it because of his hair and he always smells like strawberries."

"I love it, Y/N"

~5 hours later at lunch~

Kabu was making all three of you sandwiches.

"Y/N, we have a question for you."

Milo speaks up

"What is it?"

"Do you love us?"

"Yes. I love you, Milo. I also love Kabu."

"I mean do you love us more than friends?"

There's a pause and you could cut the silence in the room with a knife. Your face turns a bright shade of violet.

"Yes. But I know that you two do not return the feelings because of what people might say."

Kabu hugs you from behind and rests his head on your shoulder.

"I will love you no matter what other people might say. And if anyone says anything negative about our relationship Milo will send a herd of Wooloos after them."

Hearing that you and Milo laugh. You turn around to face the older man and kiss him on the cheek. You then walk over to Milo and try to kiss him on the cheek, but he is too tall for you to do so. He chuckles and bends over so that you can complete your mission. The first person to know about the three of you being in a romantic relationship is Nessa. She adores you and takes you out shopping with Marnie, Melony, Bea, and Sonia.

You instantly become friends with Allister and Piers since you really think they understand what you are feeling. Whenever you are feeling down and Kabu and Milo are not available you would go to either of them to vent. You end up being taught how to play video games by Hop, Leon, Gordie, and Raihan. Your favorite video game is Spyro because you see yourself in him.

Gloria will tell you stories about her youth and you happily listen. You would even help her train Bede to become the next Fairy Gym Leader. You end up buying a pink coat to match Bede and buy a boa scarf to match Gloria to wear whenever you visit them. Gloria puts up a picture of you in the gym since you are an honorary member of the gym despite you not participating in fights. You just like to watch how she does what she does.

In your bedrooms (1 in Milo's house and 1 in Kabu's house.) you put up selfies that you took with all of the gym leaders. Yes, you were given a phone. The first picture you took was of Milo and Kabu doing a duo Pokémon battle. Your favorite picture that you put up is of you, Bede, and Gloria because that is the last picture you have of the older woman. You know that she is wearing all the pink clothing she could ever wear.

Kabu and Milo end up getting married first. Then they finally proposed to you after five years of dating you. You ended up wearing a beautiful country wedding dress in honor of Milo and had your hair dyed a fire red for Kabu. Bede was your best man and Nessa was your Maid of Honor. Allister was Milo's best man and to everyone's surprise, Kabu chose Piers to be his Best Man. Piers played for your first dance with Milo while Marnie played for your first dance with Kabu. You ended up performing a dance that one of your old friends had taught you. The dance used fire and it was easy for you because you are a Delphox hybrid. Everyone had a wonderful time at the wedding.

#pokemon milo #pokemon milo x reader #milo x reader #milo pokemon #kabu x reader #kabu pokemon #pokemon kabu #pokemon kabu x reader #pokemon fluff

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cottonkendi · 2 years

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Your Babies | 35

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Sano Shinichiro x f!Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Genre: Established Relationship, Fluff, Crack, Angst

Warning: Spoiler, Smut ish. Like almost there. But not really. Cliffhanger

Synopsis: Yes ft. Blue Balls

Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36

a/n: ending thsi year with a happy ish cliffhanger! yayyyy~ this is officially the last chapter for your babies this year! I hope you lovelies enjoy your new year! <3

After your graduation, life seems to have settled down after your parents have both gone back to working across the country, though you’re not quite sure why they promised to come back exactly five months after.

They never let you know beforehand when they come back since they never know when they’ll be free from work. But still, you’re not complaining. Maybe they’re only planning on finally trying to spend more time with you now that you’re an adult and they won’t need to work as much since you’re finally done with school.

In the month that you’ve graduated, you have started working for Sara’s mother while simultaneously helping Shinichiro keep the new shop a secret from the kids just so that the two of you can have a big surprise for Manjiro’s birthday. It’s been something that the two of you have been planning for so long before the shop was even bought.

Ever since Manjiro and his friends created Tokyo Manji Gang, the two of you have thought of making Manjiro his own bike since he’s been using the old scooter that you used a few years back. And because you’ve seen just how happy Izana got when Shinichiro gifted him his own bike a few months prior to buying the new shop. Ever since Izana got his own bike, he’s been sneaking out of the orphanage every now and then just to visit, which makes you so happy, seeing him hanging around the shop whenever the other kids aren’t there. And though you’re not quite happy with him sneaking out, it still does put a smile on your face whenever he’d offer to take either of you out on a ride to show off his driving skills.

But putting all of that aside, even with the very busy months that the two of you had which leaves both of you aching to your bones, it seems that Shinichiro is still not tired from the day’s work, judging from his lips continuously trailing up and down you neck to your shoulder as you try your best to go back to sleep after being rudely awoken by his kisses. You can also feel his hands starting to roam your stomach and thighs which finally breaks you from your silence.

“Can I help you, Mr. Horny Pants?” You grumble as you turn around in order to face him when you hear him breathe out a chuckle.

“Oh you can. You can help me out very much.” Pulling you closer, he starts to trace shapes on your thighs, fingers barely moving closer to your core as he starts kissing up your neck again.

And as much as you want to indulge him in this little endeavor of his, it is still in the middle of the night, with the kids’ room right next to yours and you’re far too tired to actually stay awake which will undoubtedly make Shinichiro all sad if he ever catches you falling asleep while in the middle of it. Which is why you can’t help but push his hands away. “Shin, I’m tired. Can’t this wait till tomorrow?”

Feeling his pout pressing against your neck, you decide to roll over once more, this time, on top of him with your legs caging his hips as you feel him right under you which elicits a moan from him, his hands making their way to your hips to still your body against his as he looks up to you. “I don’t know if this is your way of trying to convince me to continue this tomorrow or if you’re trying to torture my dick.”

Huffing out a small laugh, you shake your head before resting it on his chest, hands making their way to his hair to play with it, maybe to help him with falling asleep. “It’s both. I’m convincing you through torture.”

By now, you can feel your consciousness flickering, eyes unconsciously staying closed for a few more seconds than normal as you feel yourself fall into dreamland with every blink you make.

Unconsciously, you shift on top of him which makes his hand tightly grip onto your waist again which in turn shocks you awake for a little. “Don’t move too much. I’ll burst if you do.” He hisses against your ear as his hips buck up against you.

With your mind clearing up for a few seconds, you roll off of him, feet pushing against his thighs as you shoo him off the bed. “Go take care of it, Shin. I’ll wait for you here.”

Hearing him shuffling, you wait until he’s standing over the bed before forcing your eyes open. “We will still do it in the morning right?”

“Yes, Shin. We will. Now go!” You take a hold of Mr. Dreamy - the star plushie that Shinichiro won during your first date - and used it to lightly hit him to hurry him up. “Go Shin before you get blue balls.”

“Fine, fine! But you promise. In the morning.” Giving you a quick kiss on the lips, he rushes out into the bathroom.

As soon as he turns on the light, your eyes automatically close to avoid getting blinded which leads to you falling asleep before you can even realize it.

Plopping yourself down on the newly bought sofa, you can’t help but wiggle around on the soft material, glad that the two of you miraculously had enough money to buy a few new furniture for the new shop due to Yui’s mother giving the two of you a little discount from the moving company that she has a contract with. The old shop was also sold quite fast since apparently, there’s been a housing company that’s been eyeing the lot ever since Shinichiro’s old boss sold it to him.

Overall, everything has been going well, even with your new job which leads you to coming home later than usual and leaving earlier than the kids and Shinichiro can keep up with. It leads to a lot of weekends filled with the kids and your boyfriend stringing you along to whatever place they want to go to just so that they can spend as much time with you, along with a lot of calls, texts and short visits from Izana and Kakucho who you’ve both gifted a better phone due to Izana’s old phone breaking after years of use.

Letting out a sigh, you close your eyes as you wait for Shinichiro to finally come inside the break room after checking all of the things that were moved a week before.

There’s now only 3 weeks left before the new shop will be opened and both of you are already planning on telling the kids about the new shop in two days when all of them are free during the weekend just so that you can both showoff a little, show them how big the new shop is, the new cool machines and designs that you can now have for the bikes. And of course, with the extra money from the discount, your boyfriend has decided to go all out and order a bunch of new motorcycles to showcase in the display window which has been open to the public for a little less than 5 days.

From what you've heard from the kids earlier, they’ve already seen the place as they were passing by during their bike rides across town which puts a smile on your face after hearing Keisuke and Kazutora talking about how your old shop is still better than this new one.

They’re so sweet and they don’t even know it.

After what seems to be ten minutes of you just lounging about in the new break room, checking out the different things that you’ve bought, like the small television, an industrial fan, a little cooler to store some drinks and food and a small stove. It all seems so simple but it’s been what the two of you have been dreaming of which makes things all the more amazing now that you two are only three weeks away before the grand opening, right after Manjiro’s birthday.

Finally, the door opens, revealing Shinichiro who has a huge grin on his face, hands hidden behind him as he approaches you with a glint in his eyes that may or may not have triggered something in your brain which makes you a little wary.

After dating him for five years, you’ve just grown accustomed to the many things that Shinichiro had proposed which made you say ‘no’. It’s ridiculous how many things can go through his head that makes him want to try it out immediately without even thinking about it.

Just earlier this day, while the two of you just finished thanking the moving company for the last boxes, Shinichiro had whispered into your ear about christening the new shop which immediately got you stomping onto his foot while muttering a quick ‘no’.

To say the least, Shinichiro - whenever he gets all suspicious - has a scarily high chance of proposing something weird to you. So, with bated breath, you wait for him to come closer, his hands taking yours and wrapping it around his neck while his own hands make their way to your waist.

Soon, the two of you are dancing around the room, the suspicion leaving your body when he starts to hum.

Unconsciously, a smile makes its way to your lips as you look up at him, his grin now a subtle quirk of his lips as his hold on you tightens.

Pulling him down, you press a quick kiss against his lips which visibly pulls away the tension in his body, as if all the tension and insecurity in his mind has been washed away as he gives you this look.

His eyes that undeniably look like the universe above, holding all of the stars, planets and dreams in them, and yet, he gives you the chance to gaze in them all day if you wanted to. He’d hold you close and let you indulge in the universe that you call Shinichiro.

You don’t even notice how long you’ve been caught in his gaze until you hear him chuckle under his breath, his nose nuzzling yours as he pecks your face, lips trailing on your cheeks, nose, lips and forehead before he goes back to looking at you. “Y’know… all these years of us dating, I’ve never had a nickname for you. I’ve always been changing it up ‘cause the others never seemed right to me. The others never felt like it was good enough.”

Gently moving a stray piece of hair away from your face, he continues. “But after you hit me with Mr. Dreamy a few days ago, I think that I just realized something. I think that I should’ve been calling you ‘My Star’ all along.”

You don’t know why, but you can feel your heart starting to go crazy as you continue to silently listen to him talk. Your whole body feels as if it’s warming up as your nose tingles, indicating a set of tears on their way.

“You said it back when we had our first date. You said that being with me would have made your dreams come true, but you’re wrong. It’s not me making dreams come true, it’s always been you…” Pulling you impossibly closer, he takes a hold of you hand and presses a kiss on the back of it. “Ever since you’ve said ‘yes’ to me, it feels as if all of my dreams have slowly been coming true. You’re like a falling star but instead of landing on the ground, you’ve landed right into my arms and kissed me so hard that it felt like I was floating in space, living the dream that I’ve always wanted. You don’t know how much you mean to me. How much you mean to your cousin, your parents, your friends, my siblings, the other kids...”

By now, the tears on your cheeks have started to flow so heavily that you can’t help but press your face against his shirt to hide it from him but it only makes him force you to look at him.

“And, as much as I don’t want to be selfish and keep you all to myself, that’s exactly what I want to do. I want to be able to call you mine, have you be mine for the rest of our lives and make all of our dreams come true. You’ve been helping me with my dream of having this shop and here we are, only a few weeks away from opening. You’ve been helping me with my siblings and we’re only two more years away from achieving that. With Izana and Kakucho waiting for us. And though we may not have succeeded in that yet, I want you to be a part of that future when it finally happens.”

Wiping your tears away, Shinichiro gently lets you go, his hands softly prying your hands away from him after you tried to pull him closer which elicits a chuckle from him.

“Relax, my star, I’m not going anywhere.”

Ever so slowly, you feel your heart jump out of your throat when he takes out a velvet box from his pocket. “I’m sorry that this took a while, I just wanted to make sure that everything was perfect. Wanted your ring to be something that I can proudly say that I’ve made with the thought of you and only you. A ring that can and will only be worn by you because you are a special star and I want everyone to know it...” He chuckles to himself, fingers fidgeting with the box a little before he looks you straight in the eyes as he goes down on one knee.

“My star, will you marry me?”

You can feel your hand shaking as you jump on top of Shinichiro, arms wrapping around his neck as you bury your face into his neck, your tears soaking up his shirt which makes him kiss your head.

Composing yourself, you push your upper body away from him so that you can look him straight in the eye as you answer him. “Yes-”

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peppermintsparker · 2 years

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❝drive safe.❞

summary you always make bucky promise to drive safe, no matter what

warnings explicit language, food mention, lack of sleep mention, little fluff, big angst, cliffhanger

authors note this has been in my drafts for toooooo long. unedited and not proof read its like 1am shut up.

"I'll be back tomorrow." Bucky reassured you over the phone, whispering so that he wouldn't wake Sam through the paper thin walls of whichever shabby motel they were staying in. You presumed that he had the same old smile he always wore, and the soft tones of his voice did make you feel better.

"I just, hate when you're gone." you sighed, doodling in the corner of the paper you were currently reading as part of your homework. Whilst you wished Bucky would choose you over the world, you also knew that his work was incredibly important to him and it made him feel needed. You'd have to be heartless to want to take that feeling from him.

"I know," Bucky sighed out, and you could practically hear the sadness in his voice. "I hate it when m'gone too. But I'll be home tomorrow, I promise. Listen, I gotta go. I'll call you again just before we leave okay? Stay safe."

The dial tone sounded, and you dropped your phone onto the desk with a dejected sigh. You knew that he was coming home tomorrow, and the promise of that was a glimmering ray of light, but you knew he may not be home for that long again. Not wanting to focus on that thought any longer, you headed through to the kitchen to brew a coffee before settling yourself down with the first draft of an essay.

It was nine in the morning before Bucky phoned again, and you cleared your throat in the hopes that your voice wouldn't betray the fact that you hadn't slept. "Hey you," you yawned down the phone, "everything okay?"

"Yeah," Bucky was quick to respond, taking a bite of his breakfast muffin whilst Sam drove the car. "Did I wake you up? I know you've got a paper due next month, don't tell me you stayed up all night! Y/n, you know how important sleep is!"

"Alright, grandpa. Don't talk with food in your mouth." you joked, hoping it would draw his focus away from the fact you clearly hadn't slept. He sighed on the other end of the phone, knowing you too well. "Okay fine, I didn't sleep. The apartment is always too quiet without your snores practically rattling the walls."

"You're so mean to me!" Bucky joked, and you felt better hearing his laughter, it confirmed he was safe. "Listen, I gotta go. I'm about to drive for a while to let Sam have a rest."

"See, no matter how much you deny it, you love Sam!" you teased, and you knew Bucky would be shaking his head. You knew him too well, and you could attest to how true your statement actually was; it seemed like the two were constantly at each others throats, but they cared for one another no matter how much it was denied. "In all seriousness, though. Drive safe, okay?"

Bucky promised he would before hanging up, leaving you alone and staring at your laptop screen and anxiously awaiting his homecoming. He always came home when he promised, and always drove safe no matter how many times you told him too. You just didn't realise today was going to be the exception to that rule.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst #marvel #mcu #peach writes

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the-only-ace · 3 years

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Hey I know you are really busy with all the request and job and all that but can you do shinee's reaction to s/o stealing their t-shirts and hoodies?? You can make them one shots of you want too😁

shinee reacts: their s/o wearing their clothes

heyyy~ i really liked this request because i personally love to do this. for this request, i want to try something new since you gave me an idea with the one-shots part. so instead of describing their reactions, i'll convey it in a form of a short story. it will still be per member! i hope you will like this one (heads up though, the posts is a bit longer than my usual shinee reacts) <3

p.s. if you guys can, kindly let me know if you like this kind of format for shinee reacts. thank you!

send in your requests here!

onew / jinki: you sighed for the nth time within just 10 short minutes. you were staring and pouting in front of your closet for you can't find the perfect clothes for your brunch date with onew. it was a hot day today and you just wanted to wear something cute but comfortable. however, it seems like your wardrobe doesn't offer that kind of outfit.

your eyes slowly traveled toward onew's part of the closet. his side was full of quirky graphic tees which you always find adorable. you don't usually borrow his clothes but you can't help but to take a peek at them and take the one that caught your eyes.

it was a white oversized shirt with a cute box cartoon drawn in front of it. you tried it on and it stopped perfectly on your thighs, making it look like a cute dress. surprisingly, it even matches the pair of sneakers you were wearing.

before you can even decide whether you were keeping it on or not, onew walked into your room. his hair a bit damp and he was only wearing a towel considering that he just took a shower.

"oh, is that my shirt?" he pointed at you.

"uh... yeah. do you mind? i just wanted to wear something that is yours." you sheepishly replied.

"no problem!" he beamed his big bright smile before proceeding to get his own outfit.

you muttered a thank you then went to your vanity to finish touching up your makeup. afterward, you grabbed your phone and wallet and placed them inside your shoulder bag.

"alright, I'm ready to go..." you trailed off as you saw what he looked like. "what the hell are you wearing, lee jinki?"

"your shirt?" he raised an eyebrow, clearly feigning ignorance.

he was wearing your favorite grey t-shirt and it looked pitiful on him, it was as if it can tear at any moment. it barely covered his abdomen and was stretched to its limit.

"no shit, sherlock." you facepalmed at his usual weirdness. "what i want to know is why... why are you wearing it?"

"i thought we were doing a thing wherein we wear each other's clothes." he shrugged as if his response should be expected.

"what? no! please have mercy on my shirt and put on your own clothes." you can't help but laugh at him as you pushed him back to the dresser.

"alright, alright! i just wanted to make you laugh and look, it worked perfectly." he playfully pinched the tip of your nose before taking off the top he borrowed. "also, you should keep that shirt since it looks a hundred--no, million--times better on you."

"thanks, love," you whispered as you wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him into a warm hug.

key / kibum:

after the long busy months, you were finally having a girl's night with your best friends. you stood in front of the full-length mirror in your room to give yourself a final check. your hair was styled into textured waves and your lips were colored with the boldest red lipstick you can find. your nude heels matched the little black dress you were wearing. your outfit looked almost perfect and you just knew what you were missing. you quickly snatched key's gold leather jacket and put it on. ah, perfection.

this was the norm for you. your boyfriend's wardrobe was beyond incredible especially his outerwear collection and you just had to wear them every chance you can get. to be honest, key was very stubborn in letting you borrow his clothes... at first. after all the compromising, begging, and crying you made, he eventually budged and gave up. of course, it does not come for free. he practically made you sign a contract that once you stained his clothes, you have to shoulder the bill of the laundry and the shop will be chosen by him. however, if you damaged or god forbid, lost his clothes, you have to replace them. you immediately said yes to all of the conditions in a heartbeat. so far you only paid for 2 incredulously expensive laundry bills.

now, you were finally ready to leave. you walked out of the bedroom and made your way down the living room. there, key was sitting on the couch watching one of his favorite tv series.

"I'll be going out now," you announced as you grab your car keys near the front door.

"hey, hey, hey!" key clicked his tongue upon seeing your clothes. he was now looking behind his shoulder and giving you a stink eye. "is that my jacket?"

"um... maybe?" you gave him an awkward smile.

"of course, it's mine." he shook his head disapprovingly. "only i can pull that off, by the way." he sassily added.

"wow, i didn't know the fashion police was here. you should have given me a head's up, babe ." you bit back with a scoff. the last time you checked, you looked damn fine in it.

"just stating facts, baby," he replied in english.

"alright, then why don't you take me shopping then? so you can buy me a new set of clothes that will satisfy your standards." you challenged and if he said yes, you were clearly the winner.

"excuse me, i do call you 'baby' but i am not your sugar daddy. go now, you'll be late." he shooed you off.

"okay bye," a playful smirk appeared on your face. "daddy."

this made key rolled his eyes before turning his back on you. he would very much rather ignore you if you keep on acting that way.

"it's bye now, for real." you giggled as you open the door. "love you!" you called out before stepping out.

"love you too, brat." key mumbled with a small smile.

minho:

winter was approaching and the air was slowly becoming colder than usual. it was the best time to stay in the comfort of your warm home and enjoy hot cocoa with your loved ones. a perfect time to wear your sweaters and hoodies indoors. however, this was not the case for minho for his favorite hoodie was missing.

"hey, babe?" he called out from the bedroom. "have you seen my black hoodie? the one with the white writings on it."

"what's that, i didn't hear you?" you went inside a few seconds later.

and there it was, his favorite hoodie being worn by his favorite person. you looked smaller while wearing it since it was way too big for you. the hem almost touched your knees and your whole arms were lost inside the sleeves. he can't help but smile at the sight.

"nothing, i was just looking for my hoodie but it looks like i found it." he gestured at the clothes you were wearing.

"oh, shoot. sorry, i didn't tell you that i borrowed it." you hit your forehead with your palm.

"it's okay. you're free to use them anytime, anyway." he patted the top of your head.

within the last few weeks, minho noticed that you sometimes wear his clothes. it was not a daily thing though and you even asked for his permission. slowly, it became every day and he would just be surprised to see you walking around the house parading his jackets and sweaters. he didn't mind it though, he was just curious about what you do to your own clothing. also, he hoped that he still had some remaining tops for himself during the cold season.

well, guess luck was not on his side.

his eyes were staring at his closet wherein there was only one jacket left, one. you followed his gaze and you promptly felt the warmth raised to your cheeks. you were surely red from embarrassment now. you were happily wearing his clothes that you didn't have the time to count how much was left.

"oh my god, i'm sorry! i didn't--" you cut yourself off as you watched him put on the lone jacket from his dresser. "i'm sorry, i didn't notice it. i just... can't help myself. your jackets are so comfortable and warm compare to mine." you tried to explain yourself. also not to mention that they all smelled just like him.

"don't worry about it." he reassured you as he placed his arm around your shoulder. "just be mindful next time. i might end up half-naked someday, you know."

"how can you be so sure that's not my goal?" you teased before sticking your tongue out.

he laughed at your silliness and then pressed a soft kiss on your warm forehead. you decided to make a cup of hot cocoa for him as a peace offering.

taemin:

it was past midnight and it was raining cats and dogs outside. you visited taemin in his apartment for a stay-at-home dinner date but a storm came before you can even go back home. taemin then convinced you to spend the night there instead. it was not a big deal anyway since you stayed over a lot of times already. you just didn't bring your sleepover bag with you and the dress you were wearing was definitely not comfortable to sleep on.

your caring boyfriend of course promised to ease your worries. the two of you shared a warm bath after dinner and he lent you his clothes for you to change to. so that was how you ended up on his couch, fighting off sleep because the show you both were watching always had a cliffhanger ending per episode. you two needed some answers before you can drift off to sleep peacefully. it was the weekend tomorrow anyway so staying up late won't hurt that much.

your head was laying on his lap while his right hand was playing on the locks of your hair and his left one was comfortably resting on the top of your hip. his hand would occasionally rub circles on the exposed skin. as much as you hate to move from your cozy spot, you had to or else you might end up dozing off right there and then. not to mention, him playing on your hair does not help at all.

you slowly got up from the sofa as you tried to stifled a yawn. "i'll just go get some cold drink." you pushed yourself up from your seat.

you then raised your arms and stretched with a satisfied groan. your shoulders and back were sore after laying down for more or less 3 hours. you can even hear your joints cracking from stretching out. also, you felt the shirt you were wearing raised up.

taemin's shirts were not overly huge for you whenever you wore them. the hem barely covered your behind and right now you were sure that a tiny portion of your buttcheeks was peeking through the white tee. you weren't conscious about it, taemin saw much more than that anyway.

suddenly, you felt a slap across your behind which made you freeze on your spot. you looked behind and saw your boyfriend confidently leaning on the couch with his legs crossed.

"did you just slap my butt?" you inquired.

"uh-huh," he nodded with a cocky grin. "want me to spank you again?"

you frowned a little as you processed the sudden change of mood. taemin won't deny it though, seeing you in his shirts always made his heart skip a bit and his breathing ragged. you always looked effortlessly sexy in them.

"sure, why not?" you replied wickedly after a few seconds of silence.

taemin processed your answer in a split second and he hastily grabbed you by the waist and threw you on his broad shoulders. he did not forget you give you another smack on the ass when he made his way toward the bedroom, the television was completely forgotten.

#shinee #shinee reacts #shinee reactions #onew #key #minho #taemin #shinee react #shinee reaction #shinee x reader #shinee x you #lee jinki #kim kibum #choi minki #lee taemin #shinee world #shinee hoodie #shinee shirt #shinee jacket

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aidanezra · 2 years

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Cybermen? Really? (Part Seven)

A/N: I may have left this on a half cliffhanger and part of that was me intending on maybe continuing it. Left it to where I can pick up where I left off if a continuation is wanted :) I hope to have some different stuff out this week, I have a request I'm gonna work on and probably get out tomorrow. And then about four other completely unrelated Ten oneshots I have in my drafts. Anyways! I hope you all enjoy it! (I am having so many second thoughts on this part aaaaaaah)

Theme: kinda angst?

Summary: Ten finally gets a grasp on how to help Y/N, only after he finds them lying on the floor.

Fandom: Doctor Who

Pairings: Tenth Doctor x Gn!Reader

Warnings: swearing?

Words: 713

Tags: @bittersnowflake @dontlasagnedw

Part (One) (Two) (Three) (Four) (Five) (Six)

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Rolling over onto my back, my hands resting on my chest, I take a deep breath, trying my very best to steady myself. I shut my eyes tightly, blocking out what little light is left in the medbay when I hear the door click shut.

"Y/N? Are you okay? Why are you on the floor?" Ten calls from the other side of the room, I open my eyes to catch a glimpse of him.

"Oh I'm okay. Perfectly fine, promise." I give a soft smile, using my elbows to hoist me up and into a sitting position.

He shakes his head as he kneels down next to me. His hands fly to hold onto my shoulders. He looks me straight in the eyes, "Why we're you on the floor?" He asks again.

"The floor...Is nice?" I shrug, trying to move on and grab the papers that fell out of my hands earlier.

"Y/N," He warns, his gaze following my every move. "What happened?"

"I got dizzy and I fell." I lied.

"There's more, tell me." He knows it, he moves his hands to grasp mine, gently squeezing them as he looks me dead in the eyes. They're wide with fear, like he'd seen a ghost, his mouth pulled tight into a straight line. There's still pretty decent looking bags under his eyes. He looks so tired and worn.

"I remembered it this time." His head tilts for a moment, beckoning me to continue. "I normally don't remember, the only way I know it happened is when you tell me. Otherwise, I have a blank in my memory. Forgetting hours of my life at a time," I pause again, taking a breath and then lowering my voice to a whisper, as if there was more people in the TARDIS than just Ten and I. "I think, I'm learning to control it, this energy."

His eyebrows furrow as his eyes look from place to place. Behind me, at me, beside me, at my forehead at one point, landing back at eye contact. "Are you controlling it or are you getting used to the higher levels in your system?" He asks, his left eyebrow twitching upwards. He stands up, offering a hand to hoist me up off the floor, "Come on, up. We've got some science to do." He gives me a cheeky grin as he pulls me up. Ten then wraps an arm around my back, steadying me as I lean against him. My body still pretty worn from the previous incident. He grabs ahold of my hand as he always does, then leads me out of the medbay and into the corridor, keeping my hand in his. "I could barely find anything in my search that would explain how it would affect you.. But I came up with a few theories on my own." Without looking towards me, he begins what I can only assume is an oncoming ramble. "Firstly, you're not very familiar with the medbay, so I'm hoping that if we switch up your surroundings, that could at least help with the aftermath of what seems to be episodes." He pauses again, turning another corner down another hall--the one that holds the bedrooms. "Familiar surroundings may also help them lessen in intensity." He turns to me and donning a soft smile before continuing down the hall, leading me to my room at the end of the hall on the right.

"And what about getting rid of the energy?" I ask him, stopping just outside my door.

He stops me, holding me in place by my shoulders, his eyes softening. "I can't do that. At least not that I know of. It was forced into your system, it would have to be forced out. And that would hurt you, immensely."

"What do I do then?"

"Live with it, at least until I can figure this out more. It may work itself out of your system, may not."

"Well that's assuring." I let out a breathy laugh, opening the door to my room. I walk in, Ten following me as I plop onto my bed.

"I'm sorry." He gives a sorrowful smile, his hands finding his pockets, watching me from the doorframe.

"It's okay. I'll be okay." At least, I think.

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#doctor who #x reader #angst #doctor who fic #doctor who x gn!reader #doctor who x reader #tenth doctor #tenth doctor x gn!reader #the doctor x reader #tenth doctor x reader #the doctor x gn!reader #the doctor #doctor who x you #what am i doing

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subbe93 · 2 years

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The Roulette of Destiny part 13

ANNOUNCEMENT! (Oh my, I have a feeling that some of you is coming after me after this, so if you don't hear about me, you know what happened xD) Like we all know, next weekend is Christmas. I'm also aware that I promised to post a new chapter every Sunday, BUT next week's chapter is going to be delayed and it's coming out 2.1.2022. I know, I'm sorry already! I really thought about this pretty hard, but then I decided that maybe it's better this way, because I wanted to write a little Christmas present for you. And because I'm going to give it to you 24.12, I decided that maybe, in that case, I should delay chapter 14 for a week. I know, this is a terrible thing to do for those who really want to read that fic, but I really, really wanted to write some Christmas fic and since Christmas is once in the year, it's now or not until next year xD So please, forgive me and my selfishness!

And I promise! This chapter isn't going to end in a big cliffhanger, so maybe that waiting won't be so painful... I hope :D

Chapter 1 ~ Chapter 2 ~ Chapter 3 ~ Chapter 4 ~ Chapter 5 ~ Chapter 6 ~ Chapter 7 ~ Chapter 8 ~ Chapter 9 ~ Chapter 10 ~ Chapter 11 ~ Chapter 12

Chapter 13

The next morning Ran found herself next to him. It shouldn’t have been a surprise, but it took a moment for her to remember what had happened yesterday evening and how she had crawled under his blanket beside him. Even though the bed wasn’t wide enough for two people, Ran had decided that she wants to be in his arms, and she had convinced Shinichi to believe that she didn’t take that much space. Well, she was almost sleeping on him, so basically she didn't take much space from the bed. She didn’t sleep well, and she wondered if he did, but it was worth it.

Ran raised herself carefully to see if he was awake already. He was still sleeping. Looking at his relaxed face made her only smile. She raised her hand to move his dark brown hair away from his forehead.

If she only could be like this for the rest of her life, she would be the happiest woman in the world.

That day they spent mostly in the hotel and take it easy. They hadn’t planned anything, and for some reason, Ran enjoyed much more just being close to him, staying in his arms, talking nonsense, and exchanging kisses from time to time. It was that simple and Ran loved it. They only left the hotel on the romantic restaurant to eat, and when they walked there and back if they didn’t walk hand in hand, she wrapped her arms around his.

That evening Ran wondered if she should tell to Sonoko. Part of her wanted to because she was happy about this, but in the end, she really hadn’t talked about it with Shinichi. She had enjoyed his closeness and touches and kisses, but none of them hadn’t said out loud what they were right now. She was sure that both of them knew that this wasn’t going to last long. Both of them were promised to someone else, and unless she would find a way to convince her mother to give up that marriage, nothing would change.

Of course, she could always ask Shinichi if he would like to help her to convince her mother, and maybe, if she would get Sonoko to support them, maybe they could do it?

“What are you thinking?”

Ran put down the phone and saw how Shinichi sat down on the couch beside her, putting his arm around her. Ran leaned to that touch as soon as she could.

“Just thinking if I should tell Sonoko that I’m fine”, she answered simply and glanced at her phone again. Another thought was that she was pretty surprised that her mother hadn’t tried to get in touch with her after Osaka’s incident. But maybe it was predictable since Ran hadn’t answered her calls, only sending her messages that she was doing fine.

What a good daughter she was. All this is because of that stupid marriage thing.

“Aaand”, she continued and looked at him, “I’m wondering what we are going to do tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow, huh?” he repeated looking out of the window before meeting her gaze. “Well, what do you want to do tomorrow?”

“You don’t want to decide?” she asked out of curiosity. In the end, she was the one who wanted to Kyoto, and she also was the one who decided where they visited, so to her, it would be only fair that Shinichi would decide.

“I don’t have anything in mind”, he answered.

“Well”, she started slowly. “How about we go to Fukui?”

“Fukui?” Shinichi repeated. Then he looked away like thinking. “Why not.” Then he met her gaze again. “Is there a particular reason…”

Ran smiled. “I heard that there is Dinosaur Museum! I want to see it!”

He smiled. “Ah, of course”, he mumbled and took his phone from his pocket. “Well, it seems that I need to book a hotel room and some tickets…”

“And… I don’t mind if we have a bigger bed”, Ran said and took her own phone, pretending to be interested in something to hide her embarrassment. Though probably her cheeks told him enough. "I don't say that it was tight to sleep last night, but I wouldn't mind if there would be more space..."

“There, there, Ran, not on the first date”, he said.

“Mou, I should have known this”, she cried out and met his smirking face. “I just want to sleep in your arms, nothing more, nothing less. And besides, it isn’t the first date anymore.” She smiled like a winner. “In the end, we have been on this trip… what, sixteen days? So this can be like a sixteenth date.”

“Buuuut”, Shinichi objected, “we have been particularly all this time together, so you can count this like one big date.”

Ran stared at him for a moment. “How does that even make sense?”

The next few days went in the Fukui, visiting Yokokan Garden, Dinosaur Museum and Katsuyama Dinosaur Forest Park, Ichijodani Asakura Clan Ruins, and Daihonzan Eihei-ji Temple. The only thing Ran missed was Tojinbo Cliffs, because all the pictures and things she read from the internet gave her a vision of a romantic cruise, but since Shinichi got a plan to go to Nagano next, they didn’t have time for that cruise. And truth to be told, she almost immediately forgot about it, since when Shinichi mentioned taking her in Nagano, he smiled mischievously. It took her interest, since to her, it looked like Shinichi was planning something, but when Ran tried to find out what, he just said that he would tell her later. Ran really tried to roast that information out from him, but it seemed that he had decided to keep that secret to himself, so it was pointless.

Actually, he didn’t much ask what Ran wanted to do in Nagano. It wasn’t like she had anything in her mind, and in the end, he was the one who paid for the trip, so it was only fair that he chose their destinations. And Ran didn’t complain since Zenko-ji temple was pretty interesting, and it was almost sad that they didn’t make it to see the morning ceremony since they just came from the Fukui, but still. And next day went mostly on Togakushi, visiting five shrines of Togakushi and Ninja Museum. That evening, Ran was pretty tired, but still, awake enough that she wanted to know what they would do the next day.

“You will see”, Shinichi answered simply.

“Come oooon, Shinichi”, Ran said and hung on to him, trying to look at him with her puppy eyes. “I need to know what we are planning to do… I need to know what to wear tomorrow…”

“Wear what you feel like”, he answered with a laugh.

“Shinichiiiiiiiii…”

“Don’t you trust me at all?”

“I don’t”, Ran answered and made him snort. “Believe me, I have seen my dad planning things and they have never ended up well.”

“Are you comparing me with your father?”

Ran backed up enough to meet his gaze and smirked. “Mom always says that all the men are the same.”

Shinichi rolled his eyes, making Ran laugh. “Maybe I should cancel tomorrow’s plans…”

The next morning didn’t happen anything, which only made Ran feel kind of anxious. She wasn’t sure if she like it. She was waiting for something, yet she didn’t have any idea what. After breakfast, they checked out from the hotel and went to the closest café to… wait.

Ran tried her best to be patient, but the sad truth was that she couldn’t relax or focus on anything. She kept glancing at her phone, clock, Shinichi, and people around her. She tried her best not to try to ask questions about his plans just because she knew that he would mock her later, but gosh! SHE WANTED TO KNOW! How in the world she would get him to speak? Or give her a hint?

So Ran put her phone aside and then leaned to the table, looking at Shinichi who read a newspaper.

“Shinichi?”

“Mmmm?”

“You are a detective, right?”

Blue eyes moved away from the paper to meet hers. There was nothing to read from his face. For a moment Ran felt like he was scanning her, like trying to find a reason for her question, before he answered: “Yeah.”

“But if you are a detective, doesn’t that mean that you are a very, very curious person?”

He looked at her like thinking about it. “Well, yeah, I am.”

“Then”, Ran continued and smiled a little. “You probably understand how I feel like now, right?” And when Shinichi didn’t say anything, she continued: “I mean you’re hiding something from me, and you are torturing me, because I really want to know what you are hiding, but you’re not telling me.”

The wide smile came to his lips, and he looked away. “Is that how you’re trying to make me tell you?”

“You know how I am feeling right now, right?” Ran answered. “Because if I would tell you that I’m having something planned out, but not going to tell you, it would make you curious, right? And you would try to ask me, but I wouldn’t tell you, so you only got more curious, and eventually, you would be so curious that it makes you crazy!”

“Oh Ran”, he said and looked at her with a smile. “Being detective is much more than just asking questions from others and believing everything they say. So, if you would keep something from me and I would be curious about it, I would try to find answers somewhere else.”

“Answers from somewhere else…” Ran repeated and looked at their suitcase. But then again, she was the one who packed their luggage, and she didn’t see anything suspicious. But on the other hand, if Shinichi would have liked to hide something from her, it would have been easy, because it wasn’t Ran’s habit to check his pockets or other belongings. She would have easily missed her clues.

But then, they were on the road. Whatever Shinichi was planning, it was someplace where he was taking her, and everything he had bought or reserved at this point, he had done it with his phone. And that meant that everything he had was on his phone.

“That’s stupid, Shinichi”, she said eventually and raised her gaze back to him. He was still observing her with his smile. “I bet that all answers are on your phone.”

He smirked. “Well done, miss detective.”

Ran sighed. Well, there was that. Unless…

“Can you give me your phone?”

“If you insist”, he answered, took his phone out from the pocket, and slide it in front of Ran. Ran took it to her hands and push the button on the side to make the screen open.

Ah, it needed a code. Of course, why she hadn't thought about it? It can be anything. But…

“So, Shinichi”, she started, trying to be as neutral as possible. “I have never asked, but when is your birthday?”

He let out a laugh, making Ran take her gaze away from the phone. “Oh, Ran”, he said when his laugh calmed down enough. “You’re not doing anything with that information.”

“Because it is your code, right?” Ran shouted victoriously. “Split it out!”

“Fourth of May”, he answered and looked at her before turning back to his newspaper with a humorous smile on his lips. “And I hope that after this, you think of changing your own code.”

Ran blushed. He wasn’t wrong about hers, but… how?

“Who says that my code would be my birthday?” she asked, trying to hide her embarrassment. “And even if it would, you don’t know about my birthday.”

“Using a birthday as a code is very common because it’s easy to remember”, he explained without looking at her, making Ran only more embarrassing. “And about your birthday, I happened to see your identity card on Shizuoka, when you cleaned your wallet one night.” He glanced at her. “That way I also learned your surname.”

Ran stared at him. She tried to remember that evening on the Shizuoka. Yeah, she did sit on the sofa and went through her wallet, taking away receipts and putting her cards in order but she didn’t remember that Shinichi would have sat beside her or been even close.

“But… how?” she asked. “You weren’t even close to me…”

“I happened to walk behind you”, he answered simply. “And because of my detective nature, I was curious what you were doing.”

“And you happened to see all those little numbers and letters from my identity card while walking over?” she doubted.

“I have a bad habit to pay attention to little details”, he said with a smile and winked. “I told you on the first day, didn’t I: I happen to pay attention to my surrounding.”

Well, it was nice to know that she didn’t have any kind of privacy while he was around.

Eventually Ran needed to give up. She didn’t figure out his code as much as she tried to think everything she knew about Shinichi. The worst part was that all that time she saw the smile on Shinichi’s lips while he was “reading” the newspaper, so Ran was pretty sure that he knew her distress and enjoyed it.

Part of her wanted to give up earlier, but she also knew that Shinichi would take it as his victory, so she tried. She tried her best to figure something out until Shinichi said that it’s their time to leave.

“You’re not going to tell me?” she asked when they walked out of the café. “In the end, I tried really hard…”

“And you did well”, Shinichi assured gently and wrapped his arm around her, making her walk closer to him. “But I believe your reward feels much better when you see it yourself.”

So Ran tried to be a good girl and be patient. She gave up her curiosity since she couldn’t make him talk, and she didn’t have any way to get into his phone. She just followed him on the train and just waited. Beginning of the journey, she looked at all the stops and tried to figure out what would be theirs, but eventually, she dropped that and concentrated on the landscapes from the window.

Until they got to their destination, and Ran have to admit that… Well, whatever she had waited for, she certainly wasn’t prepared that Shinichi would take her Yorozuya Ryokan.

“Surprise”, she heard him say when they stopped in front of the big building. Ran just stared at the building without believing it. Well, it wasn’t like she hadn’t been ryokans or onsens before, but… “One night in here, just you and me”, Shinichi continued, making Ran look at him. He didn’t meet her gaze, just looked away, scratching his neck. “Well, not precisely since there are other customers, but… Well, you got the point.”

Ran’s smile widened. She went closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, making him look at her, and raise on her tiptoes. “This is perfect”, she answered and gave him a kiss.

And Ran enjoyed it. As soon as they get in and got their room, they went to the public baths, and Ran took her time, enjoying it as much as she could. She got out of baths when it was time for dinner, which was included in their staying. After dinner and a little walk on the outside, seeing the views of Yudanaka Onsen, she decided to go enjoy an open-door bath in their room.

“You really enjoy taking baths”, she heard Shinichi say when she stepped on the bath.

“I need to enjoy this while I can”, she answered and took a good and relaxing position. The evening started to be dark and little chill, but being in the hot water, it felt only amazing and relaxing. “Never know if I ever have a chance to experience this again.”

Ran waited for him to say something for a moment, but he didn’t. She looked through the wooden lattice wall the view what she could see. Sadness tried to take control of her thoughts, but she tried her hardest to move them aside. No. She really wanted to enjoy this trip while it lasts. And she really needed something to take her thoughts away from it.

“You know”, she shouted, “it would be nice if you would join.”

It took for a moment before he answered, and when he did, he was much closer than Ran waited. “I believe it’s not so appropriate.”

Ran blushed and looked at the doorway where he already stood, leaning on the doorway his arms crossed, blue eyes looking at that same wooden lattice wall.

“Mou, Shinichi”, she began and let her posture lose enough that she was sure that water hide her upper body enough. “Stop thinking like that… I mean I know, but… can’t you just come here to enjoy this bath and keep me company? It doesn’t… mean… we would.. or have to... or... well, you know…”

He let out a laugh. “You’re cute when you get frustrated.”

“Shinichi!”

“Besides, my mother will kill me if she finds out. I don’t know why, but she always assumes the worst of me.”

Ran smiled and rolled her eyes. “Well, I promise not to tell her if I ever met her.”

He just glanced at her, and she grinned at him. Then he looked back at the wall.

“You know, Ran… I… I have been thinking…”

Somehow Ran didn’t like that. Even if his thoughts could be anything, she almost felt like he was going to say something which included Tokyo and arranged marriage. It would be something that would take her back to reality.

“It has been three weeks since we left from Tokyo…”

“Shinichi”, Ran sighed. “Let’s talk about it tomorrow, okay? I want to enjoy tonight…”

“No, Ran, listen…” he interrupted her and stepped away from the doorway. If he earlier was careful not to look at her, now she got his full attention. “Like I said, I know that we have known each other like three weeks, but… is… Is there any chance that you would… If you would like to…” He lowered his eyes with red cheeks and raised his hand to scratch his neck. He was so nervous, and it made Ran nervous too, but at the same time, it made her hopeful. Part of her hoped to hear the one certain question, but at the same time, she knew it was impossible…

“If... if you would like to… marry me?”

Her cheeks glowed and she felt happy, so happy that she would have liked to jump out from the bath and just hug him, wrap arms around him, drown him in the kisses and say yes so many times that he would be tired of hearing it. But it also made her sad and desperate. Almost anxious. As much as she wanted to say yes, she knew it wasn't possible. Her parents would never allow it. If they weren’t ready to give up on it two weeks ago, she didn’t know why they would be now.

“And I’m not asking because I want something back from this trip”, he hurried to say. “I just… I… like to be with you...”

“I know”, she interrupted him, yet she couldn't look at him. “But… you know that both of us is still going to be married…”

“But I believe that we can talk about this”, Shinichi said and sounded so sure about that. It made Ran look at him. “I think my parents would understand if I explain everything to them. And if mom doesn’t, I’m sure that dad would back me up. And if it’s really needed, I can handle my fiancée. I will do it even if it’s the last thing I do…”

“But Shinichi, what about my parents?” she asked desperately. “They didn’t come around two weeks ago, how do you think they would now?”

He stepped next to the bath and crouched, leaning his arm on edge of the bath. Ran wanted to tell him to stop since his yukata was going to get wet, but he was already talking: “I don’t think they are impossible to talk around”, he said and sounded so sure. “Hard, maybe, but I believe that they would come around.”

“How?” Ran asked. “I tried two weeks ago, and I failed miserably.”

“But maybe I can?” he suggested. “Maybe, when they see us together and listen to us, maybe they would turn around. And… And if it comes to your groom, I can take responsibility and try to compensate it to him.”

“I don’t want you to take the blame for everything”, she mumbled as an answer. “You have done enough for me already…”

“But if it means I can marry you… I’ll do it.”

Ran looked at him, feeling her cheeks burn. She felt like she wanted to cry because she was touched to hear someone saying something like that to her.

“You would… you would do that?” she asked. “Like… really?”

“Really”, he answered gently. “I would.”

Without thinking more, Ran stood up and stepped out from the bath, making Shinichi move aside. “I’m going to call home, right now”, she said determinedly and marched inside, taking her yukata and wrapping it around her. “I tell them everything. I tell them that I want to marry you instead of that stranger and as soon as we get back home, we’re going to visit them and make things clear”, she continued and walked to the bed where she left her phone and took it. She was kind of surprised that she was so sure of this, but so was Shinichi. And if Shinichi really wanted her, then she should do everything she could to make sure that they could marry each other.

But when she saw her mother’s name on her phone, she felt nervous. Her mother was strong-willed. As sure as she felt now, she also knew that as soon as her mother would say something just too determined, her own will would get a crack.

“Shinichi?” she asked and looked back. She was surprised to see that he wasn't there. She had thought that he had followed her. Where did he go?

Then he walked to the room, looking a little embarrassed and his cheeks were deep red. Ran frowned. “Is something wrong?”

“Huh?” he asked. “Oh, um… nothing.”

Ran tilted her head. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah”, he said and looked at her phone. “Didn’t you mean to make that call?”

Ran lowered her gaze and looked at her phone. “I… Could you stay with me?” she asked. “My mom, she… she is kind of strong-willed…”

“Ah, like her daughter.”

“Shinichi…”

He shut his mouth. Ran sighed. “I know, I was determined, and I still want to be, but… I’m scared that as soon as she starts to object to the whole idea, I… I’m scared that I will back up…”

“But if you decide that you will get your will through, I believe you can stick with your opinion.”

“Like that helps me”, Ran mumbled.

He smiled. “Well, you can always cry and scream until you get what you want.” Ran leered at him and he laughed. “Okay, okay”, he said and came a little closer to touch her arm reassuring. “I will be there”, he promised. “And if needed, I'll talk to her.”

Ran smiled at him before she looked at her phone again. Okay, here we go, she thought and push the button before she raised the phone on her ear. Shinichi stepped back a little and Ran started to feel anxious. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea at all? Maybe they should have let this whole thing be… Maybe…

“Ran?!” was a sharp and worrying answer and it surprised her. “Where are you? Are you okay?”

“Hi, mom, everything is fine”, she answered and let out an awkward laugh. “Why wouldn’t I?”

There was a little pause. “Well, why should I assume that you’re okay?” she asked, and Ran felt something tightening on her chest. “You haven’t called a few weeks, just sending me messages that you are fine and all. And of course, some of your preparation”, she mentioned coldly, making Ran feel bad. “So of course, when I saw that you are calling, I thought that something terrible had happened to you.”

“I’m sorry, mom”, Ran said and meant it. “I didn’t mean to scare you or make you worried. I just… I…”

“Well, late for that”, her mother interrupted sharply. “I haven’t been anything else than worried about you as soon as you told me that you have gone on a trip with a stranger. How do you think I or your dad could have relax here since we don’t have any idea where you are or what that stranger had done to you or plan to do…”

“I send you every night a message that I’m fine”, Ran answered annoyed.

“Hah, you think that helps anything?” her mother laughed dryly. “How do I supposed to know that this stranger of yours hasn’t taken your phone and sent those to me?”

Ran rolled her eyes even though she knew that her mother wouldn’t see it. “Oh, and you should also know that after Shizuoka, I have kept my phone out from power just to make sure that you can’t call me or try to chase me down. How he would have opened it?”

“There are many ways to make people talk, Ran…”

“Come on, mom!” Ran shouted frustrated. She opened her mouth to defend Shinichi, but then she shut it. She closed her eyes to calm down. This wasn’t the reason why she called. She didn’t call just to fight and argue with her mother. And she also knew that if they both were angry, it wouldn’t help any of them.

Then she felt something on her shoulder. She opened her eyes, glanced up, and saw how Shinichi was there, calming her down, smiling encouragingly...

She needed to do this. She would do this. For him. For herself. For them.

She took a deep breath to calm herself before she showed him assuring smile.

“Listen, mom, I didn’t call you so that we could fight again”, Ran said. “I called you because I wanted to talk about my marriage…”

“Again?” her mother interrupted.

“Again”, Ran said determinedly. “Because I want you to cancel it.”

“Ran, I have told you…”

“And I have told you that I don’t want it”, she interrupted. “I have found someone else I want to marry, and he wants to marry me.”

“Ran, not this stranger thing again…”

“If this is about money, he can also do that”, Ran said. “I don’t care if he doesn’t, but if it’s so important to you, I believe he can give me all the support I need.”

“I have told you, I can’t decline this…”

“You don’t have to”, Ran answered. “I will do it.”

There was a heavy silence, which made Ran more nervous. She looked at Shinichi, who still managed to look like everything was fine, everything will work out, that everything would turn to their victory. Ran smiled. Yeah, they could do this… No, they can! They would succeed!

“Ran…” her mother sighed eventually.

“I’m serious, mom”, she assured her. “I’m going to meet that family when I come home, okay? And I talk to them and see the consequences. I will take responsibility…”

“I didn’t say that this is okay to me…”

“I don’t see why not”, Ran said. “You were the one who was ready to give me to some stranger…”

“But I know his parents, and because I know them, I’m pretty sure that they have a decent boy, not any kind of good-for-nothing guy…”

“Shinichi isn’t good-for-nothing, his…”

“And the other hand, we would have had a chance to meet this groom of yours if you just would have happened to stay at home”, her mother interrupted. “So, you can blame only for yourself if you call that man a stranger.”

“But I spend time with Shinichi, another stranger, got to know him, so… what is the difference? Why he can’t be my groom?”

Her mother sighed. Ran waited for her to say something, but she didn’t.

“Mom, if you only give him a chance…”

“I don’t know why I should give a chance to the man who bought my daughter’s trust…”

“He didn’t buy me”, Ran snapped. “Just please, meet him! He is a nice and decent guy, a gentleman… He has a job, actually, he is a known…”

“Ran…”

“Please, mom! Please…”

There was a silence. A heavy silence which Ran wanted to break but didn’t dare. She wanted to bury herself in Shinichi’s arms, hide her face and let him hear her mother’s answer instead. Seconds started to feel like an eternity.

“Let’s continue this conversation when you come home.”

Ran just stared in front of her. Did she hear it right? Did her mother really say that?

“Wh- what?”

“I said: Let’s continue this conversation when you get back home”, her mother repeated, sounding tired. “It’s late already and I’m tired. So, when you get back home, I promise, we talk about this.”

Ran felt a smile coming to her lips when she looked at Shinichi. She wanted to cry for happiness. God, she had done it! She made it! She made her mother listen, kind of won this round!

“Thank you, mom, thank you so much!” she laughed on the phone. God, she was so happy about this. “I can’t wait… There is so much I want to tell you”, she told her with excitement. “I can show you pictures and... And I also made new friends…”

“Can’t wait to hear about it”, her mother answered. “Let’s hear it when you come back home.”

“Yeah, yeah… I…” Ran took a deep breath to calm herself. God, she was so excited. This went much better than she even dared to hope for. “Good night, mom. I love you so much!”

“Love you too, good night.”

Ran lowered the phone and watched how the screen told her that the call was over. Then she looked up, met blue eyes and her smile only widened. Before she could stop herself, she let out a scream and jumped on him, wrapping her hand around his neck, making him take a few steps backward. “We did it!” She laughed and rubbed her cheek against his. “We did it, we did it!”

“You did it”, he corrected and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Told you that it can’t be impossible.”

“But I couldn’t have done it without you”, Ran said and loosened her grip on him, letting her feet touch the floor again. Yet she stayed close to him, looking at him, smiling… She felt something wet on her cheek.

“But I didn’t do anything”, he said and wiped her tears away with his fingers. “I just stood there and watched how two strong-willed women encountered and the younger one won. You did well by yourself, you didn’t need me at all.”

“But I saw you all the time and… and I knew that I need to fight back if… if I want to…” Then she let out a laugh and buried herself in his arms, rubbed her face against his shoulder before hiding it against his neck. “Well, she didn’t say yes, but this time she agreed to even think about it. She said that we would talk about it when I got back home…” She smiled against his neck and tightened her grip around him. She was so close to changing everything. And as soon as she got back, she would take Shinichi with her, making sure that her parents would meet this man, and after seeing him and getting to know him, Ran was pretty sure that her parents would accept it. And because she promised to handle her groom, her parents should have nothing to complain about. And since she would have Shinichi with her… “I have to admit, I can’t wait to get back to Tokyo…”

“Well”, Shinichi’s voice answered while his head leaned against hers, “I think I should buy tickets to the Tokyo for tomorrow night.”

Chapter 14

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Miracle of a Chance Ch. 9 (Part 1 of 2)

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This is the longest chapter of yet, so there will be two parts. One posted today, the other tomorrow!

Enjoy!

There's a little extra in there, I didn't write alcina x reader for nothing.

Giggles erupted into the hallway in a teasing manner, and it came from none other of the three witches themselves: Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela. It would stop for a couple minutes and resume once again. Inside a room, the library, was 7-year-old Ezekiel with his mother, Lady Dimitrescu.

Currently in his home studies, Ezekiel's cheeks were puffed as he pouts at his mother's direction, clearly showing his frustration.

"Once you finish with your assignment you can play with your sisters." She stated calmly, reading over his answers. She skimmed through the answers with her glasses on.

"But I did do my work." He raised his papers, "See?" The page was filled of his handwriting. For the past hour, he had been practicing his handwriting, his natural writing and his calligraphy; it needed work, and that is why he was practicing.

Alcina wanted all her children educated, but it was unnecessary for her girls to study what he was because of his human stance. She wanted him prepared for the world, for he would represent what men should be: courteous, respectful, self-worthy, yet still carrying the assertiveness and confidence without humiliating anybody.

She looked up to admit he did finished, "What about the rest?" She asked, opening her palm, only to receive the paper.

"Mom...you said if I had finished my assignment, and I did." Ezekiel confidently spoke, smiling small as he made a point. She was surprised that he listened so well, but she was also slightly upset that now she had to let him go, "Well, Mr. Dimitrescu, You are correct-"

Ezekiel beamed at her reaction, "So I can go?" He asked, almost bouncing in his chair, beginning to pack up.

"Wait a minute, your homework."

Ezekiel slumped in his chair, and Alcina raised an eyebrow which caused him to straighten up in his chair.

Then she placed her hand over the other, "You'll read 5 paragraphs of your favorite book and recite it to me in French, in addition, you'll also practice more of some cursive words to get better at it. That's it for today, you've done well." She praised which lit up his facial features with pride.

"Thank you, Mom!" He cleaned up his desk before running out to the hallway to meet with his sisters.

Alcina smirked softly as she continued grading his papers, distracting her for awhile before going to her bedroom today.

Each of the girls' plan was to scare Ezekiel as he searched for them, already deciding to play hide-and-seek. They were ruthless when hiding from Ezekiel, but he would always scream then laugh at their attempt, it was music to their ears when not dealing with actual men, or maidens.

As Cassandra listened to his footsteps, she noticed the pattern of walking and searching, and running with confident of their whereabouts.

When laughter erupted and bounced on the walls, the footsteps stopped only for there to be a scrape.

"Cassandra!" He shouted with confidence laced with his voice, giggling afterwards, "I know that's you."

"It only counts when you find me, little brother!~" She replied arrogantly.

Ezekiel placed his finger on his chin as he glanced around the main living room. He scanned the area before noticing a shadow cast on the ceiling, "There you are! On the ceiling!" He called out. The mass of flies buzzed off from the ceiling and reached to the floor, nearing him only transformed to her human form, giggling, "So you found me first?" She grins, ruffling his hair only for Ezekiel to giggle and fixing it. His hair was in a ponytail with a bow on the back.

"Now you must help me find Bela!" He pointed at nothing in particular as he took charge in the moment.

"Lead the way, brethren." She picked him up and settled him on over her shoulders. Together they searched and searched, and he even looked on the ceiling. That was until they entered a room. Like every room, it was elegantly designed with the golden details, white walls. There were two wardrobes on each side, and both Cassandra and Ezekiel checked twice because "checking twice removes...it's just better to check twice." he would come up with, and the anti-climatic quote would make Daniela burst out laughing only for him to laugh with her.

Once they check the wardrobes, Ezekiel hummed in dissapointment, "They're not here..." he commented, crossing his arms and resting his finger on his chin before he raised an eyebrow at a brick on the floor. He pulled his hand away from his face slightly before making his way to the brick only to notice a broken side of the wall, "Hey, Cassie....what is...this?" His voice faltered as he felt an ominous vibe from inside. It was horribly lit with the terrible rotting wood compared to the golden accents in the castle. The oil lamp was still lit, and he even stepped back.

"OOh~ Bela and Daniela could be down there, mother is going to be very mad." She inspected the broken wall, "Hm..." She turned around to look at Ezekiel with a grin, "Shall we go?"

"Uhm...I don't....I don't want to..." Ezekiel wrapped his own arms around his shoulders as he stared at the room with a uncertain look.

"Oh come on, baby brother, you're going to let them win? We spent an hour looking for them and they could be here." Cassandra pitched in, "Come on, it'll be quick. We'll hop in, and out in no time-"

"You promise?" He asked, his hands trembling softly against his arms as he made eye contact with her piercing yellow eyes.

"Yes, yes, I do promise. Now shall we? Do you want to be behind me?" She started walking inside, "There's a ladder." she revelled, "Bela and Daniela made so much effort for you to look for them."

Hesitantly, Ezekiel followed. He watched and observed everything around him as he became more sensitive, getting goosebumps at any point. He watched Cassandra just become her swarm as she went to the bottom of the ladders and he turned around to get down. He was cautious about his movements as he tried not to get his clothes dirtied from the dust.

When he reached to the bottom, he followed Cassandra as he passed a pile of loose papers by the table and just watched her become the swarm again and into the cracks of the wall. He was confused as to how she knew her way, but he was disappointed that the wall was not a signal of dead end, a signal for him to turn back.

In the process of Ezekiel and Cassandra making their way to the cellar, Alcina was enjoying her meal from her favorite maid, the nanny that was taking care of her son when not playing with his sisters, and someone she secretly considered someone closer than a personal maid.

Her red, semi-glossy lips were pressed against your flesh as she sucked on the blood, making you grunt as you bit your thumb.

"You make a wonderful noise, dear, I made no mistake in trusting you." She complimented as she pulled way, her lips removing from you sounded that of a separated kiss, a kiss you desired for so long.

"Thank you, my lady." You sighed softly as you lay on the bed, sheets covering your torso and below.

She smirked and caressed your cheek, confidence surging as you leaned closer to her, "Who would have thought that because of your persistence, you would be here?"

You turn your face slightly to face her, to see her smile lines, to see her this close to notice the brush strokes, the eye shadow, and the beautiful pair of eyes you laid upon, "I had no participation other than following you, my lady."

She pressed her smile, and even then she got closer ever so slowly, "Well, my dear, I made a good choice. And, draga, it's Alcina to you only." before pulling you in a soft kiss. That moment, you felt light-headed, you felt your heart rate go up by the second and hoping never to forget what happened before you felt her whip away. The rush of air hitting your body like whiplash as you heard it. A scream, and not just any scream you became accustomed. Your eyes widen in fear and concern as you sat up.

Alcina was already up and getting her robe on, helping you with the gown. She wasn't worried about you two anymore, but Ezekiel and it showed.

You felt her hands shiver as you looked up at her, "Go, I'll follow you."

And she didn't hesitate to go.

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Oh no a cliffhanger?! Oh but you knew already, welp, until tomorrow! Ta-ta!~

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chaeiimimi · 3 years

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04 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖔 𝖇𝖆𝖇𝖞

Summary: you weren’t really sure how it happened, but an average student who wore glasses and spent all her extra time on bookstores and library managed to date your school’s volleyball club setter. On your 3rd year of law school, your ten years anniversary to be exact, he went home from Argentina and it was a week before he was going back, he broke up with you with the reason of he can’t handle long-distance relationship anymore despite being at it for two years. You didn’t cry, you stood there as he was sobbing in front of you, you held his face in your palms and offered him a gentle smile, gentle enough to let him know you’ll support him and will always be watching him, together with the child in your stomach right now, but he doesn’t need to know that.

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the ride home was rather tensed, nobody was speaking, your minds were all filled with worries

you were staring out the car window mindlessly, Aki was biting her lips to relieve some stress and Iwa was just one line away from exceeding speed limit

after what felt like the longest car ride of your lives, you three scrambled out of the car and your father was already waiting for you by the door, you greeted him and immediately went inside to look for your son who’s crying was heard throughout the house

you entered your old room and saw that your mom was carrying Hayato and Haruto was on the crib, holding on to it’s side while standing almost like he knows that his twin was sick, he was just looking at your mom with sad eyes

you approached Haruto first and gave him a kiss, he looks at you with his brown eyes which was now filled with tears, Haruto wasn’t a loud crier, he was always silent

“poor baby you must be worried about your brother” you gave Haruto another kiss before approaching Hayato

your mother immediately handed him to you

she was right he was burning with a fever, he stopped crying when he was on your arms which relieved your heart a little bit

“hello baby, don’t cry mommy’s here” you spoke to him and smiled

“ma, have you given him medicine?” you asked your mother

“no, It’s his first time getting sick maybe he has allergies” your mom answered

“maybe a cold pack then?” you suggested

“we don’t have-”

“I’ll buy it for you” right then Iwaizumi showed up with Aki

you mumbled a “thank you” and he immediately began to walk out to drive to the pharmacy

Aki entered and played with Haruto

“ma, you should get some rest, you’re attending a wedding tomorrow right?” you urged your mom to sleep

“don’t be silly, as if I’ll leave my grandsons for a wedding” she says and starts cleaning up the room

“ma don’t worry, I’ll bring the boys to the hospital tomorrow morning, you should sleep aunt is expecting you to show up tomorrow”

your mother sighed knowing that she doesn’t have a choice “alright, I’ll prepare the guest room for Akira and Hajime”

thus, you didn’t get a lot of sleep, constantly waking up to check Hayato’s temperature and Haruto (even though he doesn’t have a fever), Aki also checks up on you every two hours to see if you’re doing well, helping you wipe Hayato’s body and changing cooling pads

“Aki you should sleep, you have a shoot tomorrow, I got this”

your bestfriend nod stifling a yawn “just knock on my door if you need something”

the next morning, you went home to your house and prepared to take the twins to the doctor, Akira and Iwaizumi went to his place, Akira prepared to go to the shoot while Iwaizumi was preparing to go to the MSBY’s gym

what he didn’t expect was for Oikawa to greet him at the entrance of the gym, the emotions in his face remained the same

he knows his bestfriend, and he knows why he’s here

“Iwa” Oikawa called for him

“hey” he greeted back

“you know fully well why I’m here Iwa, please tell me what’s going on”

in the course of two years, the last time he saw his bestfriend with the same look in his eyes was after your break-up

“I’m not sure I’m the right person to tell you about this, I promised Y/N not to tell you anything, but she’s at the hospital, Dr. XXXXXXX’s clinic, you should go ask her yourself”

Oikawa nodded and immediately went to his car and drive to you

“you don’t have to worry Miss it’s quite common for toddlers to have fevers when growing teeth, if his fever gets any higher, I can prescribe a paracetamol, as for Haruto here, he is growing teeth but it seems like he didn’t have a fever, your sons are both healthy babies”

the heavy weight on your heart and shoulders were taken away by the doctor’s statement

“thank you so much doc”

you exited the clinic much happier when you entered, but that glee on your heart immediately turned into something much more complicated was it fear?

how can you not be afraid if the father of your sons is standing in front of you, an unreadable expression plastered on his face

“we need to talk” was the only thing he said

you meekly nodded

you knew this day was going to come eventually but you didn’t expect it to be so soon

Oikawa’s eyes landed on the babies inside the stroller, and there was no doubt, it was his alright

“what’s their names?” he asked

“Haruto and Hayato” you answered

“are they-”

“let’s talk about this at home, Hayato has a fever”

he nods and leads you to the car taking the stroller away from you and push it himself

CBSJCBJDVNCJKS i’m so sorry for another cliffhanger, my finals are coming up and my brain is filled with numbers. I hope you still like this chapter. If you want a tag just send me an ask on my ask box, a dm, or a comment <3

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meltwonu · 4 years

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| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 | [CHAPTER 9]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; blowjob, dirty talk/mild degradation, sir!kink, name calling, fingering, v v v v mild impregnation kink, filming/sex tapes, fucking in public, dom!seungcheol, uh oh is trouble is brewing in this chapter??? He h, , 😏, again thank you for your continued support! 🥺💕 and can I also say that not giving myself a chapter limit on this bad boy is really letting me ramble? LOL this was meant to be a short chapter and I cut it off right before the meaty bits(you’ll know where) but I was like no I'll give my readers a nice weekend gift instead of another cliffhanger 😌🍒 have a nice weekend bbys! ily!! 💕

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You wake up earlier than Seungcheol by 45 minutes; sleepy eyes sweeping across the quiet apartment.

The sound of his soft snoring lures you towards the sofa; softly tiptoeing your way over until you hover just above him.

“‘Cheol…” He sighs softly, adjusting from his side to his back as you grin. You round the sofa, swinging your leg gently until you can sit on top of his thighs.

Seungcheol grunts softly at this; blurry eyes blinking open until they focus on your figure. “Wuh--what?” His voice is much deeper and much more gravelly in the morning and it sends your body into overdrive, goosebumps rising on your skin when his hands immediately find purchase on your thighs. “What are you doing so early in the morning?”

“Nothin’~ Just thought I’d say thank you for last night, s’all…” You mumble.

“Lemme get my phone so I--”

“No!” A blush sweeps across your cheeks, hands peeling back the blanket that covers Seungcheol until his naked chest and boxer briefs are in view. “No, I--I don’t want to film this. I just want you to enjoy it... ” Whispering, your hands travel down his torso; admiring his toned body. “I think you deserve it after everything you’ve done for me.”

His cock throbs as he watches you, slow and unhurried in your movements when you palm him over his boxer briefs. “We have 45 minutes before you need to start getting ready for work~ Think of it as… morning exercise~” You giggle, squeezing his cock as he groans.

“Fuck, for who, exactly?”

You pout down at him, fingertips tugging his underwear down until his cock curves against his abdomen. “You can burn calories when you cum, y’know!” Seungcheol laughs breathily; sleepy eyes peering up at you as you wrap a delicate hand around his cock. “I mean, it’s not a lot but it’s still something~”

“Okay, okay, I’ll take your word for it.”

His morning voice has you biting your lip; pussy clenching around emptiness when you start to imagine how much deeper it could possibly get in the right scenario.

But for now, you focus on Seungcheol as you run your hand up and down his cock; palm wet with precum. “Is it weird to wake up with a boner in the morning?” Seungcheol sputters; a choked laugh on his lips.

“To be fair, it’s rather normal.”

“Huh… can’t imagine.”

It falls into comfortable silence, only the sounds of Seungcheol’s breathy moans in the otherwise quiet space.

You lick your lips, re-adjusting yourself until you’re kneeling between his legs instead. “Can’t be making a mess on your nice sofa, right?”

Seungcheol smirks down at you, resting his arms behind his head. “Better swallow it all, babygirl. If I even see a drop on the sofa, you know what happens, right?” His voice is eerily sweet and sends thrums of arousal down your spine.

“Yes, sir~”

He grits his teeth at ‘sir’; eyes fixated on your tongue when you start to softly lap at the precum that dribbles from the head of his cock. “God, this just makes me think of all the things I wanted to say to you last night.”

You peer up at him through your lashes, tongue tracing the vein on the underside of his cock. “Whaddya wanna say?” Your words are slurred together as you continue to lap at his cock; lips wrapping around his cock head as you swallow around him.

“Ngh, sh--shit, I--God, you were so fuckin’ cute taking my cock for the first time. And I wanted to praise you for takin’ me so well for the first time too. But I know I couldn't say that on camera.” He lets out a shaky breath when he feels you slowly start to take more of his cock into your mouth.

“You were so good for me, baby. So fuckin’ filthy when you fingered yourself with my cum...”

You moan around his cock which in turn sends goosebumps rising on his skin. “Fuck, I’m---I’m not gonna last long…” He warns; hips already thrusting up into your mouth as you continue to swallow around him. You pull off of his cock for a second, wrapping your hand around him again as you start to pump your hand up and down again.

“You can cum whenever you want~ And maybe next time just cum inside me too!” You pout.

Seungcheol nods just as you wrap your lips around him again; this time using your hand on the rest of his cock that doesn’t fit in your mouth.

His breaths get quicker and he feels his abdomen tightening by the second, only a choked noise as a warning before he’s cumming in your mouth.

You let out a surprised yelp as you immediately start swallowing the warm cum, hollowing your cheeks around him as you work him through his high.

He whispers your name a few seconds later and you pull off of him again, licking at your chapped lips. “Good?”

Seungcheol nods back, laughing lightly at your disheveled appearance.

“Good.”

“Hey hyung! Hey hyung!”

Seungcheol turns around, cheeks already aflame when he meets Jeongguk’s inquisitive stare. “Yes, ‘Guk?”

The younger male slides a candy bar across the concession stand’s counter top, eyebrows wiggling. “Say, do you need a cameraman?”

“What.”

Jeongguk lets out an exasperated sigh, “Y’know, someone to help… film. Get your good angles. You know what I mean?” He slides the candy bar further towards Seungcheol’s direction. “I’m your man, y’know? I got you, hyung.”

Seungcheol can only grimace in return, swiping the candy bar off of the counter top before he turns to leave. “I don’t think that’ll ever happen but on the offset chance it does, I’ll be sure to let you know. And for the record, one candy bar is not going to sway me.” Seungcheol laughs, shaking his head as he starts to walk away.

“Hey, wait!”

“Yeah?”

Jeongguk ushers him back; wrapping an arm around his shoulder as he leans in. “Me and a few of my buddies are going clubbing tomorrow night. It’s nothing major, just a few drinks after work but did you wanna come? You can bring your sweet babygirl with you.” He snickers, watching as the blush travels up to Seungcheol’s ears.

“I’ll see if she wants to come but I’m not promising anything, okay?”

“Hey man, a ‘maybe’ is good enough for me! Y’know, I specifically planned for Thursday ‘cause I knew you’d be busy on Friday, what with your new… career and all.”

The older male bites his lip; Jeongguk had no idea of the video. Yet.

“Uh, right. Anyways, I gotta go before Namjoon gets my ass for not cleaning the skates. I’ll talk to you later.”

Seungcheol makes it home in record speed; this time flinging the door open as he kicks his shoes off. “I’m back!”

Mild confusion crosses his features when he smells food cooking, shuffling into the kitchen as he sees your figure setting up plates of food. “I hope you don’t mind! I cracked open those cookbooks for dinner… Thought I’d try to be helpful around here!”

You shoot him a smile as you make your way into the living room where you set down the plates of food onto the coffee table. “Also… because we have to review this video before I can post it and I know how awkward that can be for the first time so I thought I’d soften the blow a little.”

“Guess that’s fair!” Seungcheol settles in next to you, a soft chuckle on his lips. “Hey, wanna hear something funny that happened at work today?”

“I’m scared, but sure!”

“Jeongguk offered to help us film.” You immediately choke on your food, setting down your plate as you try to catch your breath. “He--he w-what?” Seungcheol can only nod as he shovels another forkful into his mouth.

“Yeah, said somethin’ ‘bout getting my good angles ‘n stuff. Told him I don’t think we’d get that desperate for extra hands but that if we did, I’d let him know.”

This time you can’t stop the laughter that pours out of you; a soft blush on your cheeks. “Wow, I--I’m a little flattered, to be honest. Maybe once we’re more comfortable, we can enlist his help!”

Seungcheol’s eyes widen, panic clear in his eyes when he meets your cheery expression. “Wait, seriously? You wouldn’t mind him being here and filming for us? Wouldn’t that be weird?” Giggling in return, you pick up your plate again, picking at it as you stare back at Seungcheol.

“I mean, think about it, I’ve always filmed alone for the longest time until I met you. And now I’m getting to explore so many new things, also thanks to you. Having someone film for me… That---That just opens a lot of possibilities, is all. Obviously, neither of us are comfortable with it now but who knows, right? Maybe once we’re billionaires off of making sex tapes, we can afford a whole team of people~!”

“Wow, do I really sound like that?”

Seungcheol grimaces in embarrassment as he watches the video with you. “I told you it’d be embarrassing the first time!”

His shaky eyes focus back onto the screen, mouth agape as he watches his cock sinking into your pussy. “Fuck, I didn’t think it’d be this hot but… I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen… Not to toot my own horn or anything.” He mumbles.

“It’s okay to be proud of yourself, ‘Cheol! Confidence is a good thing and it takes a lot to film this kinda stuff anyway.”

You check to see how much of the video is left, noting it’s almost close to the end. “I think we did good and nothing’s out of place or too much. Is it okay with you to upload?” Seungcheol nods, “Seems good to me! I mean we cut off the beginning so it’s cleaned up, right?”

“Mmhmm!”

You start on uploading the video, biting the inside of your cheek as you slightly turn to face Seungcheol. “I don’t know what to title the video…” You mutter; sliding the laptop towards him as he furrows his brow in thought. His fingertips glide across the keyboard before he slides the laptop back in your direction.

‘daddy makes me take his big cock as punishment after i misbehave…’

“Don’t judge me, it’s just--s-similar titles I’ve seen before.” You laugh in response, getting back into uploading and adding various tags and a video description. “It’s what gets the people!”

“Speaking of people…” Seungcheol pauses, unsure. “Uh, feel free to say no but Jeongguk invited us out for drinks tomorrow night. Said it’s just a few of his friends. I told him I’d ask you but if you’re not comfortable, we don’t have to go.”

You contemplate your options, watching as the upload progress on the video goes up. “I mean… why not? I haven’t gone out for drinks in a loooong time, so it might be fun! We can always bail if it gets weird.”

Seungcheol nods as he gets up from the sofa, stretching. “Okay, I’ll come back after work to come get you and so I can get changed and then we’ll meet up with ‘Guk and his friends at the club.” The video finishes rendering and you quickly hit the ‘upload’ button before you smile up at Seungcheol.

“Sounds good!”

Thursday’s workday comes and goes quicker than Seungcheol thinks and he actually finds himself excited to go out for once.

“See you in a bit, Seungcheol-hyung!” Jeongguk waves him off from behind the concession stand, a bright smile on his lips. “Ah, yeah! I’ll meet you at the club! Don’t forget to turn off the slushie machine this time!”

He makes his way out to his car after he clocks out, humming as he goes. Sliding into the driver’s seat, he reaches for his phone as he turns the key to start the car.

“Hello?”

“Hey baby, just wanted to let you know I’m heading back. ‘Guk is off of work in about 30 minutes so don’t feel rushed to get ready.”

“Okay~ See you soon, ‘Cheol!”

“I’m home!”

“Welcome back!”

You meet Seungcheol at the door, already dressed in a short red dress and heels. “Well? How do I look?” You spin for him, showing off your outfit.

“Wow, that----that’s quite an outfit.” He exhales, “You look incredible.”

“Thanks! I’m actually pretty excited!” Seungcheol mimics your excitement as he crosses the space towards you, arm wrapped around your waist as he pulls you in close. “Mm, I’m excited too. Maybe if we’re lucky, we can see how well this dress looks on the floor too?”

“If we’re lucky~”

When you and Seungcheol get to the club, it’s somewhat empty in front.

“Seems about right for a Thursday, I guess.” Seungcheol offers, wrapping an arm around your waist again. “It’s kind of a dead part of town too, so this doesn’t surprise me.” He laughs, “Maybe we shouldn’t have gotten our hopes up.”

“Heyyyy, don’t be such a party pooper!”

The two of you turn to find Jeongguk with another male walking up the sidewalk. “Just ‘cause it’s a little empty doesn’t mean we can’t drink!” Seungcheol jokingly rolls his eyes as he tugs you in closer.

“You better watch yourself this time ‘cause you’re on your own. I didn’t drive and I’ve got this ‘lil lady to take care of.”

Jeongguk grins widely, shuffling closer towards the two of you. “Speaking of… Great video. Fuckin’ impeccable. I can’t believe hyung is packin’. Well, I can but whew, seeing it like that? Surprised you’re still walkin’ around.”

Oh, shit. The video!

You and Seungcheol share a panicked look; neither of you had even bothered to look at the video once it’d been uploaded, which meant that you had absolutely no idea how it was doing or what people were saying. “Ah, haha, ye--yeah! T--thanks for watching…” You mumble, suddenly shy.

Jeongguk wraps an arm around the unknown male’s shoulders, nodding in thought. “Had to give my support so you know I dropped a few bills in donations.” He tips his imaginary hat towards Seungcheol, winking. “Fantastic work, Seungcheol-hyung.”

“Shouldn’t we also be praising the lovely Cherry for her performance as well?” The unnamed male smiles widely, eyes forming crescents. “You’re pretty on camera but you’re just stunning in person.”

“I---uh, do I… Know you?”

Seungcheol’s eyes narrow slightly at the male, finding him somewhat familiar despite never meeting him before.

“Well, maybe? I’ve commented and donated a few times. My name’s Jimin. Or ‘j__min’ if that’s how you know me.” He adds a wink and a slight smirk, eyes twinkling when he focuses his attention towards Seungcheol. “And I have a feeling, I know who you are too. Although as far as I knew, the two of you had never met before. Correct me if I’m wrong?”

Seungcheol doesn’t immediately want to get hostile over nothing, so he untenses his jaw; eyes dancing over to you. “It’s.. a long story. And yes, your assumptions are right. But you can just call me Seungcheol.”

You and Jeongguk can feel the tenseness in the air as the four of you stand outside of the club and you share a look that screams ‘let’s change the subject’. “Oooookay, now that we’ll all introduced, let’s go drink!”

“Hey, wait...” Seungcheol starts, “I thought you said a couple of friends? Where’s everyone else?” Jeongguk pouts, sighing.

“They bailed. Said they didn’t wanna drink on a Thursday so it’s just the four of us!”Jeongguk all but drags Jimin towards the entrance, leaving you and Seungcheol alone.

“You okay, ‘Cheol?”

“I should be asking you that, baby.” He chuckles under his breath, shooting you a lopsided smile. “Guess this town is smaller than I thought.”

You laugh in return, wrapping your arms around his midsection as you tug him towards the entrance. “Hey, it’s okay! He doesn’t seem like a bad guy. Maybe a ‘lil sleazy but y’know.” The two of you share a laugh as you get through security; fingers linked together.

“If he tries anything, just let me know.” Nodding, you lead Seungcheol to a table that Jeongguk and Jimin are already sitting at, sliding into the seats across from them. “Holy fuck, you already got drinks?!” You exclaim, noting the glasses in their hands.

“Yeah! You guys walk so fuckin’ slow, I could’ve downed four drinks in the time it took you to get over here!” Jimin scoffs next to him, taking a sip of his own drink. “Didn’t Seungcheol say you’re on your own?”

“Won’t you take care of me?”

“No.”

You laugh at their exchange, leaning into Seungcheol. “Should we get some drinks too?” He nods, already getting up from his seat as he gestures for you to stay. “Stay here, I’ll get some for us.”

Seungcheol leaves to get the two of you something to drink, leaving you with Jeongguk and Jimin. “Hey, are you and hyung like… dating dating?”

A blush paints your cheeks even in the dimmed club lights and it only gets worse when you notice Jimin smirking at you. “Um, well, I--I wouldn’t say that but…” You trail off, unsure of what to say next. Were you dating? Or was it just physical?

“Hey, my offer still stands if you wanna film with me!” Jimin shouts over the music, shrugging. “Although, I don’t think your boyfriend would like it very much.”

“Boyfriend?” Seungcheol questions as he sits back down next to you. “Who?”

“You!” Jeongguk and Jimin both reply, laughing. Seungcheol hands you your drink before taking a sip of his own. He makes no comment; a little uneasy about the topic himself.

“Anyway, my offer still stands at being the cameraman. I’m really good at video editing too!”

You and Seungcheol have a few more drinks, delving into idle conversation with the other two before you decide you want to dance.

“Mind if I join you?” Jimin asks, eyes flitting towards Seungcheol. “If it’s okay?”

You and Seungcheol share a look, but he breaks eye contact to raise an eyebrow at Jimin. “It’s not my decision, I’m not her keeper.”

You turn to Jimin, a slight pout on your lips. “Just mind your hands, okay?” He nods, grinning as he leads you towards the dance floor.

Jeungguk takes the opportunity to replace you as he plops into the seat next to Seungcheol as soon as the two of you are out of sight, drink sloshing in his cup.

“You’re jealous.”

“What?” Seungcheol shoots the younger male an incredulous look right before taking a swig of his drink. “You’re drunk and sounding crazy.”

“Puhhhh---lease, hyung. You like her. Like, actually like her. Just admit it, we all know it!”

Seungcheol’s lips press into a firm line, eyes scanning the dancefloor until they fall on you and Jimin dancing together. “Okay, yes, I do like her.” He pauses, biting the inside of his cheek when he sees Jimin’s hands on your waist. “Now can we drop it?”

“No way! ‘Cause I know you’re jealous as fuck right now watching them dancing together which is why you can’t fuckin’ take your eyes off of them to even look at me!”

“How much you wanna bet your boy-toy is imagining ripping my head off right now?”

You roll your eyes at Jimin’s comment, swaying to the beat as he puts his hands on your waist. “C’mon, play with me a little here, doll.” He tugs you in closer, making sure to keep a reasonable distance at first. “He likes you a lot, y’know. I can feel the way he burns holes in my head wishing I wasn’t here. But the truth is, I love it.” His words have you confused, eyebrows furrowing as you hold his stare.

“What are you talking about, Jimin? Have you had too many to drink too?”

He laughs boisterously, pulling you into him as your chest meets his. “I love playing with people, just like how I’m playing with Seungcheol right now. I think it’s a fun little game, y’know? For example, in a few seconds he’s gonna march down here and take you right from my arms, fuck you nice and hard if you’re lucky and he’s pissed enough. Unfortunately, the two of you are easy books to read. You like being fucked hard and let’s be real, you love it messy. And Seungcheol, well, he’s practically in love with you and green is definitely not his colour.” Jimin ends in a wink, squeezing your ass once for good measure.

“Oopsies, here comes your loverboy now. Hey, call me if you ever need help, yeah? You know where to find me~” Jimin blows you a kiss right before you’re spinning to face Seungcheol who looks undeniably annoyed.

“Having fun I see.” He grins, eyes burning with lust as he wraps a hand around your wrist. “Wanna have some more?”

You can only gulp in return, nodding shakily as he drags you towards an empty hall.

The music gets more and more muffled the deeper he drags you into the club and you mentally curse yourself when you feel the wetness already pooling in your panties.

Seungcheol tugs you into a small private room meant for parties, locking the door behind him as he pushes you towards one of the sofas. “Guess we won’t be having that quiet night in, hmm?” He picks his phone out of his pocket, silently telling you to catch it as he throws it your way.

Your shaky hands open the camera app, pressing record and making sure to keep Seungcheol’s face out of frame when you lean against the back of the plush material.

“Jeez, babygirl, why do you like causing so much trouble for me, huh?”

“I’m s-sorry, sir, I just---I--”

“I take my eyes off of you for a few minutes and some guy already has his hands on your ass? Dirty slut.”

Seungcheol smirks when he sees your mouth opening in a silent moan, legs already spreading on their own as he makes his way towards you. You could feel the air shift; already knowing the mood he was trying to set. “Fuck, look at you. Already spreading your legs so I can fuck you. Just like a good ‘lil slut should.”

“Ye--yes, please si--sir, fuck me, please!”

He pries your legs apart even further, slotting himself between them as his hands slowly start to push the material of your dress higher and higher until it bunches up around your waist. “Soaking your panties already too? You’re so goddamn easy.”

From your view, the camera can’t see much. But at this point, you don’t even care. “Please, please…” You whine; already squirming underneath him.

Seungcheol undoes the button and zipper of his pants, tugging his underwear down with it as he wraps a hand around his already hard cock.

“Do I need to prep your tight ‘lil cunt or is it wet enough for me already?”

You shakily reach your free hand down, sliding your panties to the side before running your fingertips through the wetness. “I’m--I’m wet enough, sir…” He pushes your hand away, grinning at you before he tears the material right off of your body.

“S--Sir!!”

Seungcheol laughs under his breath, tapping the head of his cock against your clit a few times before he drags it through your wetness and positions himself at your entrance. He gives you a second before he starts sinking his cock in, this time bottoming out in a single thrust when he meets no resistance. “Fuck, you really are soaking, you little slut.” You let out a garbled moan, barely remembering the phone in your hand as Seungcheol starts thrusting into you at a moderate pace.

You keep your legs spread to the best of your ability, soft whines spilling from your lips when the head of his cock grazes your cervix. “God, sir, you’re s-so fucking big, it--I’m so fuh--full…!” He leans in, plucking the phone from your hands as he turns the camera to face you instead.

“Look at her. My perfect ‘lil slut taking my cock so well. Don’t you think I should give her more?” His eyes twinkle with mischief as he brings his free hand towards his lips; licking the digits until they’re well coated in his saliva. “Do you think you deserve my fingers too? Or is that ‘lil cunt of yours too full?”

“N-no, please I--I want your fingers too, god, I--I want them in my pussy with y-your cock!”

Seungcheol doesn’t say another word; instead, he angles the camera right up to your pussy as he brings his wet digits closer, pausing his thrusts as he slowly sinks in a finger next to his cock. “Oh---oh fuck, yes!” You scream, clenching around his cock and finger. He clenches his jaw, because as much as he’d to sink more of his fingers into you, he knew that you still had to get used to the feeling at first.

And it takes a few tense moments and harsh breaths before Seungcheol resumes his pace. “Pleeeese~” You whine, tears blurring your vision when you look up at him and he makes sure to catch it on camera.

“Please what, baby?”

“P--please, put more of your fingers…”

He takes this as a sign that you’re okay; sinking in another digit as you let out a choked moan. “Oh my god, oh my g-god…! Ngh, h-hah, ‘m so f--full, it feels so good~” You sob. Seungcheol’s throat feels dry as he watches through the phone screen how your pussy looks impossibly stretched around his cock and fingers.

“Look at her tight cunt. Fuck, I can’t even fit another finger in her pussy... Surely, this is enough for you to cum though, hmm?” He quips, thrusting into you until your words become a jumbled mix of sounds.

“Guess I fucked her stupid too, huh?”

He keeps his fingers parallel to his cock, sinking them deeper and deeper until he’s knuckle deep. “Fuck, I can feel you getting tight around me. Go ahead and cum, slut.”

It only takes a few more thrusts before you do cum; walls fluttering around Seungcheol as he fucks you through your orgasm. Your mouth can only open in a silent scream, toes curling in your heels when your mind goes blank as the pleasure washes over you. You feel your body buzzing, fingers going numb at the way Seungcheol keeps slamming into your cervix.

Seungcheol grits his teeth, doubling his pace in the midst of your orgasm. “Her pussy keeps sucking me in… Guess she wants me to cum inside her too?”

“Mmh… sir, p--please cum inside me…” You mumble, already slowly starting to come down from your high. “Want you to fill me up this time…”

And this time, Seungcheol does; grinding against you as he finally cums too. “Fuck, take all of it, baby!” He growls, fucking his cum deeper into you as he rides out his high. His head feels fuzzy; both off of the alcohol and adrenaline coursing through his veins.

“Mmh, ‘m so full of y-your cock and c-cum, sir…”

A shudder rolls down Seungcheol’s body when he starts to come down from his high; slowly easing his fingers out of you before he pulls out completely.

He brings his phone down to your pussy, filming the cum that trickles down to the sofa underneath you.

“Look at her pussy full of my cum. D’you think it’s enough to get her pregnant?” The words spill out of Seungcheol’s mouth quicker than he can think and you let out a shaky breath at his words, unintentionally pushing his cum out as he continues to film. “Or should I keep cumming in her and filling her up? Fuck my cum deeper into her pussy so I know she’ll get nice and pregnant.” He ends in a chuckle as he pans the camera up to your face; catching the way you bite your lip and the way your eyes glaze over in complete lust despite how tired you were.

“What do you think, babygirl?”

“I---I think… I think s-sir needs to---to keep filling me up with his c-cum…”

“Right answer, babygirl.”

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teenwolffan-with-nolife · 3 years

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New Life Pt.15

Word Count: 1,807

Characters: Derek Hale, Stefan Salvatore, Laura Hale, OC Characters, Reader

Pairings: Eventual Derek Hale x Reader; OC x Reader

Warnings: angst, cliffhanger, small fluff, mentions of blood

A/N: ---

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Your breathing was shaky as you pulled into the driveway of the Salvatore house, Dean’s body lying unconscious next to you.

You rested your head on the steering wheel, closing your eyes for a second before running your fingers through your hair. You were was still racing, your arm was stinging from the scratch Dean left on you.

You put your hand on Dean’s shoulder, feeling tears rush to your eyes before you clenched your jaw, wiping it away.

Stop being weak

You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him out of the car. You rang the doorbell, struggling to keep your grip on Dean.

“(Y/N)?” Stefan was shocked to see you on the other side of the door.

You tried to take a deep breath, to calm yourself.

“I need your help,” his face fell as he nodded, running to you.

He lifted up Dean, frowning.

“What happened?”

“He’s a vampire.”

---

“I promise you, you'll feel better after you drink this,” you took out your knife, making a small cut on your hand before putting your blood in a cup, handing it to Dean.

You watched as he paused, before drinking it. He began to cough loudly,

“What was that? It still hurts,” he groaned.

“Just…” you saw his eyes go dark, while you clenched your jaw.

Black veins appeared around his eyes before he let out a shaky breath, falling back onto the bed.

“Dean?”

Stefan sat across from you in the Salvatore House, both of you keeping to yourselves. You could see him glance at you from the corner of your eye. Your leg was bouncing, you bit your nails sighing, before running your fingers through your hair.

He carried Dean to the basement cellar, waiting for him to wake up so you could explain what was happening to him. You told him you gave him your blood, not sure what else to say.

“Do you think I made a mistake?” you broke the silence, while Stefan took a seat next to you.

“You just wanted to save his life,” Stefan replied softly.

You nodded before you ran your fingers through your hair.

“Where's everyone else?” you asked.

“Laura and Zach are out, they’ll be back tomorrow. Damon left a few days ago, I don’t know why.”

Your phone began to ring, receiving a call from Derek.

“Hey,” you answered the call.

“Where are you?” his voice broke as you frowned.

“I’m… what's wrong?” you asked.

He sniffled, before clearing his throat.

“Em wanted to break up, she… with Dean and all this stuff,” your face fell before he laughed softly.

“Well, I can’t stay with Dean anymore, Emily probably doesn't want me there either,” he said.

“I’m so sorry, Derek-” you started.

“Doesn’t matter, it was coming anyway. Where are you?”

“I’m at home…” your voice drifted off, seeing Stefan look up, motioning to the basement as you nodded. Dean was awake.

“What? Why? Is everything okay?” Derek asked.

“Just…get here fast,” you hung up the call, before following Stefan downstairs.

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Your arms were crossed, you remained quiet as Stefan walked into the cellar, talking quietly to Dean. You listened in to a few sentences Stefan said.

“Is there a cure?” you heard Dean ask softly.

“No, there isn’t,” you didn't need to look at Dean to see the pained look on his face.

You could feel guilt in your chest as you wrapped your arms around yourself, before sighing. If Dean made his own choice, he would choose not to drink human blood, and you knew that you needed to keep knowledge of what you did away from him.

Stefan motioned to you, letting you know to enter.

“Hey,” your voice was barely above a whisper.

Dean gave you a weak smile, before wrapping his arms around you. You buried your face in his neck, shutting your eyes tightly.

“I’ll train him, I’ll help him with everything. He’s going to stay right here for some time,” you nodded softly.

“First, we need to track down a witch. There’s still a Bennett Witch in town, I need to convince her to make another ring for Dean. Stay indoors until then,” Stefan explained.

“Good, it’s already…” Stefan looked at the clock, seeing it sometime past three.

“You’re not gonna go to school tomorrow, is that okay with you?” Dean nodded, before sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I have an AP exam, but I’ll come home after,” Dean rested his head on your shoulder before you heard Derek walking down to both of you.

“Oh my god!” Derek ran to Dean, wrapping his arms around him tightly.

“H-How are you alive?!”

“What happened?” Derek exclaimed.

You looked at Dean before sighing.

“Sit down.”

---

“I think I aced it,” Derek leaned on your shoulder, as the two of you walked into the house.

“Well, we’ll know in two weeks,” you muttered.

You yawned, before running your fingers through your hair.

“Did you go to sleep at all last night?” Derek asked.

“No, I wanted to keep Dean company,” you sighed.

The two of you walked into the kitchen, while you grabbed the coffee pot.

“What about the night before that?” he asked.

“I don’t remember,” you replied.

“Jesus, (Y/N). When was the last time you got any sleep?” you shrugged, while Derek took the pot away from you.

“Hey-”

“Go get some sleep,” he said.

“No, I’m gonna go downstairs and hang out with Dean,” you shook your head.

“I’ll hang out with him. Just take a nap or something.”

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head.

“Come on,” Derek tugged on your arm before you glared at him.

“If you take a nap, I’ll stop bugging you,” he raised an eyebrow.

“Fine! Jesus fuck! You’re so annoying, oh my god,” you exclaimed.

“I’m aware. I’ll see you later,” he made sure to watch you walk up to your room, to your bed.

Stupid Derek

From the second your head hit the pillow, you closed your eyes, completely passing out.

---

“You think (Y/N)’s acting weird?” Dean asked.

The two boys sat on the floor, across from each other, bouncing a ball.

“(Y/N)’s (Y/N). She’s difficult sometimes, but you… I mean you chose to date her,” Derek replied, resting his head on his hand.

“Well, I don’t know. I feel like there’s something she isn’t telling me,” Dean shrugged.

“She probably isn’t telling you something. (Y/N) doesn’t like telling anyone anything,” Derek said.

“Yeah… maybe,” Dean sighed, holding the ball before Derek scoffed.

“This is boring,” Dean groaned.

“Hey, you’re the one that chose to drink blood, now you get to suffer the consequences,” Derek chuckled softly, shaking his head.

He continued looking at his feet, not noticing Dean’s face fall into a frown.

“What the hell are you talking about?” he said.

“What do you mean?” Derek raised an eyebrow, before noticing slight panic in Dean’s face.

“I was dying, I kind of didn’t have a choice,” Dean scoffed.

“You could’ve chosen to not drink human blood, you would’ve died, but still. This is the price of being supernatural. I think a little boredom is worth this,”

“What are you talking about? I didn’t drink any human blood. I drank Damon’s blood, that’s what turned me in the first place.”

“No, when you die after drinking vampire blood, you come back in a transitioning stage where you either drink human blood to become a vampire, or you die,” Derek stood up, before Dean copied his actions, walking to the door.

“I didn’t have that.”

“Then you wouldn’t be a vampire, unless…” Derek’s eyes widened, realizing.

You forced Dean to drink without him realizing it, and Dean realized the same thing.

Fuck, Derek thought.

“Just… I’ll be right back-” before Derek could finish his sentence, Dean used his speed to run out of the cellar, locking the basement door behind him.

---

You got up from your bed, sighing.

It had been only 45 minutes, and you found it impossible to go to sleep.

You could feel guilt in your stomach, about Dean. You didn't even give him a choice, he didn't know that he could have a choice. After knowing Dean for so long, you knew he would choose the worse option, you didn't know how you would bear it if he died.

You decided to shoot a text to Emily.

Hey, how do you feel?

Derek told me about the breakup

As you pressed send, you heard your door being pushed open. Things moved too fast for you to process, before you knew it, Dean’s hands were on your shoulders, pushing you against the wall.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” you yelled.

“Did you force me to drink human blood?” he asked.

You could see the veins twitch, appearing for a second around his eyes while you softened.

“I…” you paused, feeling his grip on your arm getting tighter.

“Dean-”

“Just answer me!” he yelled.

“Fine. I did,” you tried to keep your voice calm, nodding softly.

“How could you do this to me?! What is wrong with you?!” he yelled.

“I was trying to save your life-”

“It’s my life! Not yours! I can do whatever the fuck I want with it! I had a right to choose if I wanted to drink human blood or not, why the fuck didn’t you tell me?!”

“I'm sorry…” you could feel tears rushing to your eyes as you clenched your jaw, trying to hold them back.

“You’re so selfish! You can’t let anyone else have a say in anything, can you? Everything's always on your terms, and what you want, isn't it?”

“No, that's not-”

“You turned me into a vampire, (Y/N)! You turned me into a monster, who needs human blood to survive. Why?! Are you that sad and lonely that you need to force someone into your life?!” his hands were wrapped around your throat as you tried to breathe in, finding it difficult.

“Dean…” you choked out.

“I hate you.”

You used your strength to make a fist with your hand, hitting Dean as he stumbled backward.

You quickly reached for your knife, holding it out in front of you.

“(Y/N), you couldn't do it if you wanted to,” you felt a shiver go down your spine, the thought of Jay instantly coming to your head.

You saw Dean fall unconscious, while you frowned, dropping your knife.

Laura stood behind him, a worried look on her face as you felt your chest aching.

“(Y/N),” she ran to you, wrapping her arms around you tightly as you held back your cries, burying your face in her chest.

She stroked the back of your head, pressing her lips to your forehead as you held back your tears, scrunching your eyes tightly.

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giuliafc · 3 years

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Betrayal Chapter 10: Panic!

<< 1 -- 2 -- 3 -- 4 -- 5 -- 6 -- 7 -- 8 -- 9 -- 10: Ao3 || FFN -- 11 >>

Written by: JuliaFC

Beta: Coffeebanana, Agrestebug, and Myimaginationflows

Summary: Chat Noir has a panic attack waiting for his detransformation and reveal, and Marinette tries to calm him down. Queen Bee has a mishap! (987 words)

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by (c) Thomas Astruc, TS1 Bouygues, Disney Channel, Zagtoon, Toei Animation. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Written for the "Snippet July" challenge of the Miraculous Fanworks Discord server @miraculousfanworks AND for LadyNoir July @ladynoirjuly Day 21 — Prejudice/roommates. Let me know what you think!

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"Damn you, Lila!" groaned Chat Noir.

Volpina smirked. "I'm Volpina. Don't waste effort trying to break free; save your energy for what Jacques has in store for you!"

The black-clad superhero growled at Volpina's cackle, but soon lowered his head, not a word coming out of his mouth.

"Finally, you're quiet." Volpina mocked triumphantly as her flute started beeping. She was surprised to see Queen Bee's face on a holographic screen when she opened her communicator. "What's going on?", she asked hastily.

"The slimy fox has escaped!" exclaimed Queen Bee with a little pout on her face.

Volpina stomped her foot. "One job! I gave you ONE JOB! To watch over that stupid reporter. And what do you do? Not even half an hour later, you lose her! What kind of idiot are you?"

Unseen by Volpina, Marinette smirked and exchanged looks with Chat Noir, who nodded to her with a panicky gleam into his eyes. Suddenly, Papillon's mask appeared on Lila's face.

"No! I want to be the one to take the ring off Chat Noir's finger," argued the fox villain. The mask shined brighter and after a moment that felt endless, Volpina lowered her head. "Okay. I'll take care of it. But it doesn't end here, Queen Bee. Mess it up again and our deal is over!" She hung up the communicator and jumped onto the window sill. "Jacques is still watching you, Chat Noir. No funny business. I'll be back ASAP." That said, she disappeared out of sight.

The sentimonster folded its arms over its chest and stared, a lingering smirk popping up at the edges of its mouth.

Marinette grabbed a firm hold of the bars of her cage and gritted her teeth under the sentimonster's cold stare. "I can't believe my prejudices about Chloé were correct," she groaned. "I was so doubtful when the events of Miracle Queen happened, I wanted to believe she could change, but something inside kept telling me that it was impossible. I was right."

Chat Noir eyed the sentimonster and nodded. When his gaze met hers, Marinette noticed that the panic in his eyes hadn't faltered. She had to calm him down or he might do something rash.

"Alya will help, Chaton. We'll be okay!" Her voice trembled, as if she too doubted her words. "I need to believe that we will," she added. Her voice cracked a little, her cheeks shining with tears.

"Don't cry, Purr-incess. We're going to win, as usual. And this time we'll defeat Papillombre for good." But even he didn't believe what he'd said. The room was wrapped in an awkward silence, only broken by the rhythmical tik-tok of a large clock perched on the wall behind them. Chat Noir's Miraculous beeped. He cursed under his breath—he'd been so busy worrying about their situation that he'd forgotten about his timer. His breath caught at the sound as his face drained of blood.

"What are you going to do when Papillombre is defeated, Chaton? Will you stay home or…"

"I don't know," he muttered. "I may need to leave the country. You know, I'll only have two relatives left, and they…" He eyed the sentimonster. "...don't live here."

"Maybe we can convince your relatives to keep you here?" Marinette's hands flattened on the bars of the cage, as if trying to push on a non-existent wall. "Maybe we can live together. Share a place, you know?" She blushed to the roots of her hair. Stealing a quick look, she noticed how red his own face was at the suggestion.

"Y-you mean like roommates?" he whispered, sounding out of breath.

"Y-yeah. Of course. Roommates. Yep. we can share… a r—an apartment. Yes. Waking up in the morning, making breakfast for the two of us, watching TV until it's late at night and playing video games when we're bored of the TV." She sighed and shot him a languid look that caused him to gulp dryly. "We're going to have fun, Chaton. I'll teach you everything you don't know."

"Cooking?" asked Chat Noir, his nose glued to the bars as his pleading gaze met her hopeful one.

"Baking," she told him with a smile. He beamed at her and her smile widened. "I'm not the daughter of the best baker in Paris for nothing.You'll learn from the best, so you'll be great in no time!"

"We can get a piano for the apartment, right?" asked Chat Noir after having stayed quiet for a long instant, eyes still closed, his forehead resting against one of the bars.

"Of course, Minou. What do you want the piano for?"

"I can teach you to play." He looked at her, a radiant smile on his lips that made Marinette's heart drum furiously in her throat. "And Chinese. I can teach you that too, as I promised in Shanghai. Sorry I never managed to do that before."

"Don't worry." She smiled softly. "So that's the deal right? I teach you baking and life skills, and you teach me Chinese and how to play piano? Sounds like an excellent agreement, Chaton. We're going to be purr-fect roommates!"

He smirked. "Was that a pun, purr-incess?"

She smirked back. "Your humour must be starting to rub off me. Oh no! How am I going to survive sharing a place with a dork like you?" They laughed, but as they did, Chat Noir's Miraculous beeped a bit louder. Only one paw left; he knew his time was coming. He eyed the sentimonster as a shiver ran down his spine. Just another minute and his father would know that he’d worked against him. His stomach twisted as the Miraculous beeped one last time and a blob of green energy ran through his body.

The sentimonster's eyes widened. "Adrien?" it whispered. "I can't believe it."

Adrien's face was as white as a sheet, as if someone butchered his heart out of his chest. "Hello, Father."

To be continued… Day 22

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Author's Note

Ehrm… yes I know. Cliffhanger!

Let me know what you thought of the chapter! It was hard to fit the prompt with where the story was at this point, but I think I managed to do it. A comment would be appreciated! You know that comments are my bread and butter!

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ssson-of-sparda · 3 years

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Two Dresses (Dante x Fem!Reader)

Summary: Patty desperately wants to know what happened between Dante and Y/N. Hopefully, Morrison is here to help. (Part 3 of A Tab To Erase) (Part 1) (Part 2)

Tags: Pre DMC3 Dante / Dante is Tony Redgrave / Love / Fluff / Slight ANgst / Implied Sexual Content / Explicit Language

Author’s note: Part 3 is out. Sorry for keeping you waiting. The story is coming to its end. Only one or two chapters left.

MISSION 3

Indifference is the worst form of contempt. But how can you be indifferent when a squeaking tiny voice as unbearable as fingernails on a chalkboard constantly splits your ears with endless whining? Dante wished to know. “Pleeeeaase Dante. You promised.” Patty begged again as she almost sprawled on the man’s desk, strangely not caring about the grease or the tomato sauce that were disgustingly splattered on the wooden surface. “I didn’t do such thing.” Dante nonchalantly took a bite of his pizza, trying to ignore Patty’s pleading blue eyes and her feeble attempt at convincing him to tell her the rest of his ‘love story’ (she had decreed it was one) with Y/N. “Come on, Dante! You have to tell me!” The frustration in every single word coming out of her mouth was growing stronger. You could hear it in the way her voice was becoming more and more piercing by the minute. And in spite of all the time spent with Patty, Dante had never succeeded in really ignoring her childish whims. “Don’t you watch TV shows?” She added. “You know full well I don’t.” And it was the truth. Except for adults programs once in a while, Dante cared less about television, contrary to Patty who was a professional binge-watcher capable of watching a dozen of episodes a day and still yearning for more. “Well, even if you don’t, haven’t you ever experienced the frustration of a cliffhanger? Like, in Bolero in Spring, when Jenna has a car accident right after she decides to run after Josh to finally tell him he is the love of her life and that she loves him too and you know you’ll have to wait a whole week to know what happens next?” Dante’s brain shut down after the first question, or maybe even before that, finding a not-so-surprising fascination for the slices of salami on his pizza and their perfectly round shapes. “Like I told you, I don’t watch TV.” “Haven’t you ever longed for anything?” “Yes actually. Right now, I long for peace … and quiet … and for you to finally shut up.” The girl glared at him, shooting daggers at him as sharp as a thousand Rebellions.

“What’s going on here?” Relief immediately shone in both Patty’s and Dante’s eyes when Morrison pushed the door of Devil May Cry, replacing the tension in the room with paternal warmth that was so like him. “Morrison! You got to help me. Dante doesn’t want to tell me what happened between him and Y/N” She complained with her small fists clenched tightly, a childish attitude that would have made Morrison smile if it hadn’t been for his surprise.“ You told Patty about Y/N? How weird of you.” “Not for free.” “You know her, Morrison?” There was a gleam in Patty’s eyes, one only curiosity and excitement could create. “By reputation. Everybody in the mercenary business knew who she was and was aware not to touch a hair on her head. I bet even demons knew. Y/N. Tony Redgrave’s beautiful girlfriend. And probably the only girl that could make Dante act somewhat … mature.” He said as he chose his words wisely, though he wasn’t sure they were fit for the memories of Dante he had in mind. “ What are you talking about? I’ve always been mature.” “ Yeah. Because eating strawberry sundaes and pizza everyday is very adult.” Dante frowned, pretty sure he had once heard a similar reprimand coming from someone else’s mean mouth. His mother? No … but close. “Have you been spending time with Trish lately?” “ Stop changing the subject and tell me the story!” Dante eyed at Morrison with an insisting look that meant ‘Get me the hell out of here.’ but today, he would not receive any help from his friend. “You know she won’t let go, Dante. So, should I tell her or should you?” Dante sighed. “Two dresses off my tab and it’s yours.”

TWO DRESSES

Two star-crossed lovers in fair Redgrave City, where we lay our scene …

Are you kidding me?! What? I thought you loved that kind of lovey-dovey crap. Dante! Fine …

The rest of the story was no Shakespearian play. There was no betrayal, no sword fighting, no friend or parent tragically murdered, no forbidden love, no unfair ending, no … Who was Dante kidding? There was all that and worse. Another reason why he hated Shakespeare so much. But when love started to bloom and with it the chances at a normal peaceful life, Dante never considered those dramatic events. Not even a slight second. After all, he was an overly enthusiastic nineteen year-old with the girl of his dreams on his arm and a long-awaited roof above his head. What could go wrong? Especially when all he thought about, all he imagined were simple mornings waking up with the one he loved so dearly and nights with his silver head in between…

“In between what?” “ Y/N’s fingers... Y/N’s fingers of course.” “ You’re not so good at making this story family-friendly you know that, Dante?” “I’m doing my best here, Morrison.”

And his epicurean – though quite lewd - plans were all shared to the utter despair of Y/N’s parents who constantly reminded Y/N of the big mistake she was making in getting involved with a boy like ‘that vermin Tony’. “What about college? What about that confortable life we wanted for you? How can you throw all this away for that boy?” Dante remembered the time Y/N’s mother had said that with a menacing finger and a poisonous tongue. That and the infamous “Is breeding with that trash and raising his filthy bastards truly what you want Y/N?” So long the time that family had generously taken him under their roof for a few days. Guess money does make you stuck-up assholes after all. That’s what he had wanted to reply. But instead, he had just stood still, arms crossed over his chest and had remained silent, out of respect for Y/N and also because, deep down, he was sometimes thinking the same.

He wanted the best for Y/N. He wanted to give her the best life had to offer, all the things she wanted, all the things she needed but he only had a few dollars in his pocket and a list of debts he didn’t really know how the erase. And even though she seemed like she didn’t mind now, what would happen in a few years, or even just a few months. What would happen when the little he had to offer would not be enough anymore?

“Will you love me all the same in a few years?” She asked him, soft hands placed over his strong naked chest and (colour) eyes staring deep in his looking for the truth. “I’m sure I will love you even more if that’s anything possible.” “Then stop worrying and stop with the silly questions already.” And she kissed him with all the comfort and the love she could gather. She kissed him like there was no tomorrow, like there was just them, only them, together, on that mattress on the floor in this furniture-less and decaying shop he had just been allowed to rent for an astronomical amount of money. “A neon sign.” “ What?” Dante asked a bit confused. “You should get a neon sign, like the one my parents had at the restaurant.” She added with a soft smile. “You want me to get a pink neon sign?” He joked and took delight when she laughed. She was so insanely beautiful when she was laughing. “It wasn’t pink. It was red.” “ My coat is red. That sign was definitely pink. And pink doesn’t scream ‘menacing devil-hunter in the house’?” “Menacing devil-hunter?” She repeated, arching an eyebrow suspiciously. “Where?” Dante looked at her smirking mockingly at him. “Watch it you!” He pushed her on the mattress and went to lie his burning yet still sweaty body over hers to place a multitude of hungry lovely kisses on her neck, wishing this moment would never end.

But it ended, as all good things end eventually. Thanks to Enzo Ferino, once again. That piece of shit had the knack to ruin things after all. “Tony! Per l’amore di Dio! Tony!” He shouted from downstairs, visibly alarmed if not terrified. “Speaking of the Italian midget.” Dante sighed, his lips still on Y/N’s skin, thinking that maybe ignoring Enzo would make him leave. “Tony!!!” “Damn it.” “Pretty sure the menacing devil-hunter hiding in this shop will scare him away?” Y/N taunted again and Dante grinned before pressing his lips on Y/N’s one last time. “Oh, he sure will. Wait here. I’ll be right back.” Dante said as he reluctantly left his girl’s loving embrace to put on a pair of pants and go welcome his unwanted guest fidgeting in the hall. “ You’d better.”

“It better be important, Enzo.” Dante demanded as he lazily walked down the creaking stairs to show him how annoyed he was to see him here. “You’ve just ruined a perfect moment with my girl.” “Y/N? Y/N is with you?” The man’s eyes were widened with fear and distress and even though Dante knew how much of a coward Enzo was, he had never seen him that way. “How many girls do you think I have?” The short man leant against the wall and took a deep sigh. “Well, that’s relief I guess.” Dante frowned, unsure if he should remain annoyed or start asking questions. Hell, why not both. “Will you tell me what’s going on?” “A man came to Bobby’s Cellar. Looking for you.” “Not a first.” Dante walked pass Enzo to grab a bottle of whisky he had left early on on one of the many boxes he had not yet unpacked. “One of Denvers’ goons presumably.” He leant against the wall and took a mouthful of amber alcohol, thinking about the girl waiting for him upstairs and how he should have never left her. “No. Not Denvers. That man was working alone and he asked about a certain Dante.” The half-demon froze for a second and his blue eyes darted a brief astonished glance at his partner. A man looking for Dante - Dante, not Tony - was no good news. “I said I didn’t know any Dante but then he described you and I thought che cacchio è. Then he threatened me and … He was scary, Tony” “What did you tell him?” Dante frowned. He had the feeling Enzo had fucked up. He could feel it in his guts. Otherwise he would have never rushed to his new place in the middle of the night to warn him. “That you weren’t here. That you certainly were with Y/N. And then he had me, Tony. I …” “ You mentioned Y/N?” Enzo took an immediate step back when he heard the anger in Dante’s voice. “ I … I’m sorry. He … He tricked me.” Then he took another step and another one, trying to stay as far away as possible from Dante, until his back bumped against the door and he was able to spot a terrifying red flame burning with rage in the mercenary’s eyes who was towering him menacingly. “What did you say about Y/N?” If the weird man in Bobby’s Cellar had scared the shit out Enzo early on, what he had felt back then was nothing in comparison to he was feeling right now. Paralysed with fear, he couldn’t move anymore, couldn’t speak. He could only stare at the raging fire in Dante’s eyes and feel a burning warmth emanating from the young man’s body against him. Were those the flames of Hell? Was he about to be punished for his sin? For betraying his partner? “What did you say?” He shouted and Enzo trembled and squealed like a pig, arms covering his face to protect himself. Yes, his man Tony was about to flay him alive. He was sure of it. “What are you?” He mumbled.

“Tony.” Enzo thanked all the gods for that divine intervention. Though whom he should have truly thanked was Y/N and her soft reassuring voice that had miraculously pulled Dante from his dark rage.

I like her. Dante smiled.

“Stop please.” Enzo felt Dante calm down and when he finally walked away from him, the small man took a deep breath. “If something happens …” Dante didn’t finish the sentence. He didn’t need to and Enzo was already nodding furiously. “I know.” He blindly grabbed the handle behind his back and quickly opened the door to run away as fast as he could.

Dante watched him running in the cold night with a frown until he couldn’t see him anymore. Then he swiftly strode back to Y/N waiting for him on top of the stairs to pull her in a strong protective embrace. And when his lips pressed in her silky hair and she realized he couldn’t let go, she started worrying. “What is it?” She had never felt him like that. “It’s nothing.” He replied softly even though the voice in his head was screaming things like Don’t you get out of my sight, even for a second. I can’t lose you. Not like my mother. I love you so freaking much. “Stay with me tonight.”

But deep down, Dante wasn’t sure this was the smartest decision.

***

“And so was it?” Patty curiously asked as she stared at Dante with her big blue eyes. “ Was it what?” He replied, pretending not to understand. He loved teasing her. “ The smartest decision?” She clarified with an enthusiasm that clearly showed her interest and her will to know more. “ I thought you loved cliffhangers.”

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